The Camping Trip

There were seven children in my family, so everything we did was always a big event. I was the youngest of four girls and Daddy was very strict with his daughters. We often went camping in the summer and it was always alot of fun. It was a time before video games and battery powered cd players. When we went camping we had to entertain ourselves. I especially liked it, because it was the one time of year that Daddy would let us wear shorts and pants. We could leave our dresses behind..Singing those dumb songs our parents made us sing around a campfire while roasting marshmallows was something I really hated this year.  This summer I was now thirteen and  one friday afternoon, we packed up the van and headed for the campground, and our traditional camping spot by the lake. There were alot of people there and that meant other children to play with. But this year in particular, I was finding myself attracted to the opposite sex. What I thought were gross and discusting last year, I found rather interesting this year. I now understood what my older sisters were talking about when I heard them say how a cute boy made them tingle in their hearts and between their legs. Just hearing them talk about it made my inner most private parts tingle with delight and I didn't know what to think about it. They never had these conversations ever when Daddy was around for fear of Daddy removing his belt and wearing you out. This kind of talk was not allowed, and neither were boys until you were sixteen, so I knew I had to be careful. When we made it to the campground, we found a spot not far from the lake and set up camp. Mom , Dad and my two younger siblings would sleep in the camper, while the rest of us slept in tents. The boys had one tent, and us girls had the other one. We got there late, so we sat up camp, built a small fire and turned in for the night. My sisters laid around in the dark and talked about how many cute boys they might meet in the two weeks that we were going to be at the lake. They thought that I had fallen asleep, so the began to talk about what they though I was to young to hear. "Sometimes I simply want to bust," replied my sister Elizabeth, just up from me in age. "Elise," truth or dare?" replied my older sister Mary. "Truth,"  Elise replied. "Have you ever let a boy get all the way home?" She asked with a giggle. Elise was silent, and I remained quite still, as to not let on that I was awake. "If you ever tell a sole, I will kill you,"  Elise replied. "We won't tell, but you have to answer since you said truth," Mary reminded. I could see her scoot closer to my other two sisters, as she quietly told them. "Never. But I did let him touch me," she replied. My two other sisters beemed at my older sisters statment. "You let a boy touch you where?" asked Mary as she leaned away from my sister. "Well first on the breast, and then I let him touch me right on my blossom. "Eww," Elizabeth screached. "How could you let him touch you like that," she asked. "Silly girl, I didn't let him, I wanted him to. Daddy said we can't ever have sex until we are married, but I needed him to and it felt great. "Weren't you scared?" asked Mary. "Yes, at first, but  when you tingle down there, it helps to get rid of the tingle. I can't tell you how good it feels. "How could touching you there make you feel good?"  Elizabeth asked.  "And how does it make the tingle go away?" Mary and Elise looked at each other and then to Elizabeth. "We better explain this to her before its to late and she dies an old spinster." "Thats not funny Mary,"  Elizabeth yelled. "I tingle down there too you know. When ever I see a cute boy, and when we talk like this, I get all tingly." Mary got very close to Elizabeth and told her what she did. How she let her boyfriend insert his fingers into her blossom, and continue, until she tingled all over from the pure pleasure of it. But when he couldn't, she did it herself. "Ohhh myyyy ,"  Elizabeth said. If Daddy ever found out, he would strap you until you died," she replied. "Well he won't find out, will he?" Mary asked as she squeezed Elizabeths arm. "Noooooo," Elizabeth yelped. "Have you ever done that Mary,"  Elizabeth asked. "You mean, get rid of the tingling feeling myself, or let a boy do it," she asked. "Both," Elizabeth replied. "I've never let a boy, but I have, yes, and Elise is right, it feels sooo good," she replied. "Elizabeth, How do you feel now?" asked Elise. "Well thanks to you and your story, I'm about to bust again. thats how it feels." "Do you trust me little sister," she asked as she wiggled her finger in the air. "Of course I do, but I don't know." "Fine, go to bed and live with it all night. It don't bother me," she replied as she started to crawl into her sleeping bag. "No no Elise, please, I trust you." Elizabeth whined. "Ok then, but you have to do everything I tell you to do, ok or you will just suffer until morning. lay down on your sleeping bag and take off you panties," she ordered. I watched as she did what my older sister said. "Now," she whispered, "bend your knees a bit and open your legs as wide as you can." With Elise on one side of her and Mary on the other side, Elizabeth opened her legs. "Now give me your hand," ordered Elise "No, no, I can't," she said aloud, "I'm scared." "Shhh, not so loud, the boys will hear you," Mary replied. "liz, is the tingle still there? or did you scare it away?" Elise giggled. "It's still there," Elizabeth replied, making a face at my sister. "Close your eyes then, and relax,"  Elise ordered. I didn't move, as I watched my oldest sister reach between Elizabeths legs, and start to rub her blossom gently. "Keep your eyes closed, and take a deep breath,"  Elise ordered. "I know what I'm doing, and you will thank me when I'm done." I then watched as Elise, spread apart the tiny folds of my sisters blossom and rubbed gently.  My sister jerked her legs as Elise penetrated her for the first time. She soon  relaxed as my sister continued with an in and out motion. "Ohhhh," groaned my sister as she began to move to Elise's in and out rhythmn. I saw her clutch Mary's hand as my older sister continued with her in and out motions and she started to move a little faster. "Lizzy, How does it feel?" she asked as she continued to rub faster. "I um it it feeellllssss sooooo gooddddd, dontttt stopppp pleaseeee," she begged as she clutched onto the sides of her sleeping bag. It wasn't a minute later, and my sister Lizzy had her first orgasm. When Elise reached that place within my sister, she let out a screech, and her legs and bottom jerked in joy and pleasure. Mary quickly covered her mouth. "Be quiet, Lizzy, or Daddy will come out her, and we will all get the strap." Elise quickly helped Liz with her panties. She couldn't move from the pure pleasure she was still feeling. Mary and Elise helped her crawl into her sleeping bag. "That was incredible,"  Lizzy stated, as she turned over and fell asleep. I then closed my eyes to turn my thought away from what I had just heard and seen, but it was to late. Their conversation and experiment had caused my own tingling to present once again. I couldn't get the thought out of my mind, so when my sisters fell asleep, I decided to try what my sisters had done just that night in the tent. When I knew they were sleeping, I kicked off my sleeping bag, opened my legs, stuck my hand into my pajamas, and touched my own blossom. I rubbed, but the sensation only grew. I knew what I had to do, so I slid my finger in. My legs jerked, as it was a sensation that I had never felt before. At first I just left it there, then I wiggled it around. It felt very tiny, but so warm and squishy.The sensation grew to where I felt I could explode.  I didn't even know, but I had started moving my finger in and out, as I tried not to make a sound. The pressure kept building, and my little bud began to pulsate in excitement. My sister was right, this was a wonderful feeling. I kept  the rhythmn, even though the intenseness of it all made me want to stop, I made a couple involuntary moans, and hoped my sisters wouldn't hear. Then it happened. Just as my mind wandered to my sleeping sisters, the explosion came. The sensation filled my body from head to toe and my legs and bottom shook and throbed with excitement. I quickly pulled my finger from within my now very moist little bud, turned onto my side and let the pleasure consume me as I fell asleep. The next morning, I was sitting at the picnic table. My sister Elise sat down beside me to eat. As she sat there she leaned over and whispered in my ear. "How did it feel baby sister," she stated as she looked at me with a smile. "Probably a whole lot better than you made Elizabeth feel, " I replied with a smirk. "Well just remember, it's a secret, and if Daddy ever finds out, we will get the strapping of our lives, so you better just keep what you did, a secret, or else," she scolded as she went back to the tent. When I went back to the tent, Liz and Mary starred at me in amazement. I couldn't believe Elise had told them. I was so embarrassed. I decided then and there, I would never let them know if I ever did that again. Later that afternoon, I decided to go for a swim so I took off down to the lake. Daddy told me to make sure I got back before time to do the dinner, so I could help. When I got down to the lake, I couldn't believe it, there were boys everywhere. Last summer I would have just found a girl to play with but this year I was a girl on a mission. Two hours into my swimming session, I had made some friends. They decided to go exploring. I didn't want to be a baby so I went with them. We had wandered quite a ways through the camp and I wasn't sure how to get back. "I have to go back, I promised my father to help with supper," I exclaimed, as I knew I was already late.  No one wanted to go back, so I started out on my own. It wasn't long before I was completely turned around, and couldn't get back. I then heard a voice call to me as I sat on a log and cried. "Are you ok?" said the voice. When I looked up to speak, there before me stood the cutest boy in the world. "I'm lost, and I'm late, and my dad is gonna spank me," I cried. "Come on, I can help you," he replied as he held out his hand. "Thanks for helping me," I replied as we walked down the trail and back onto the gravel road. I told him where I was camped at and he told me he would take me right to it. We walked and talked what seemed like forever. He was such a nice cute boy, and that tingle suddenly came back. This time I would ignore it as much as I could. By the time we reached my camp, I could see my family eating supper, and I knew I was in trouble.  I stopped in the road, because I wanted to say my goodbye's to James there. I didn't want him to see or hear me get punished. "Janie," he asked. Are you gonna be ok?" "Why do you ask that?" I asked. "Well when I found you on the trail, you said you were late and your dad ws going to spank you," he replied. "I was just upset, but don't worry, It's fine ok," I responded. James turned back toward his camp. He was so cute and just about my age.  I took a deep breath and headed toward camp. When Daddy saw me, he stood up and walked toward me. I froze like a popsicle. "Get inside the camper!" he ordered as he grabbed my arm. "Daddy, I got lost," I cried as we entered the camper.  "I went to the water three hours ago to get you, and you weren't there. That was where you were suppose to be," he scolded, as he closed the door behind us. Before I could say a word, Daddy pulled me closer to him, bent me over and commenced with the decension of his hand, onto my swimsuit covered bottom. {Spank}  Owww {spank}Owww daddy  {spank} stop please {spank}owwweeeee Daddy contined to spank, and I continued to yelp, and beg, hoping no one would hear my cries, for I would be so embarrassed. Especially if James heard it. Daddy then stood me up, after a dozen or so spanks.  I was crying quite loudly from the sting Daddy had put on my bottom. "He took hold of my chin and continued to punish. "You will stay in camp tomorrow, you will go no where and play with no one. Now get to bed," he ordered as he opened the camper door. When I stepped out, my face was covered in tears, and I just knew everyone in the campground had heard me. I ran to my tent and went to bed. The next morning as I crawled from my tent, I could see my mother making breakfast in the camper, and Daddy was cleaning up around the camp. My brothers and sisters were helping. Then Mom came out with the food. Everyone talked as if everything was ok.  I was still hurt from the spanking I had received the night before. When breakfast was over, everyone headed out on their own, but I remained seated at the table. "Janie," my father called. "We are all going on a nature walk this afternoon, and you are not to leave this camp sight. Do you understand?" he asked as he took hold of my arm. "Yes Daddy, I replied. I sat there as I watched everyone leave for the walk. At first I felt sad, but then I realized that a day to myself was just what I needed. I however wouldn't be spending the day alone. Just a few minutes after my parents and siblings left, James came walking up. "Hey Janie," he asked, "wanna go on a walk?" "I can't" I replied as I looked down at the ground. I told him everything. The scolding, the spanking, and the grounding to the sight. "I can only go to the bathroom," I told him. We must have walked to the bathroom a million times, before he had to go back to check in with his parents. He smiled at me and kissed me on the cheek before he walked away. The excitement was more than I could stand. Something about the way he spoke, his smile, and his touch that just made my little bud tingle with delight. I went back to camp, crawled into my tent. I slid out of my shorts and panties and I laid down on my sleeping bag. I listened for a minute, bent my knees toward the top of the tent and then spread my legs as far as I could. I slowly circled the outside of my very moist bud and groaned in excitement as the pressure began to build. I couldn't take it much longer, so I reached down with my left hand and slowly but gently separated the opening of my most intimate place. The sensation was so strong, that this touch made me squirm with delight. I then slowly slid my finger in. I continued to slowly work my finger in and out, sometimes in a fast then slow motion, so as to not make the explosion  come to quickly. I liked the way it felt inside, all soft and warm. It was a wonderful feeling and I wanted it to last. As the sensation consumed me, I began moving my bottom and hips to the motion. As soon as I did this, The explosion came. My bottom quivered, and my legs jerked in delight, as the orgasm spread through my whole body, and I squeeled in pure delight.  I must have laid there for 10 minutes or more, before I stood up, pulled on my panties and shorts, before exiting the tent. As I sat there at the table waiting for the return of my family. My father was pleased to see that I was still where I was suppose to be.  He told me since I had obeyed, that I was no longer on punishment, but that I was to always be where I said I was going to be. Later that afternoon I went swimming again. Several days had passed and we were having a great time. My sisters had found themselves a group of friends to hangout with. That night around the fire, After our little brothers had gone to bed, Daddy gave us all warning about our behavior and to remind us not to break his rules. That he would be watching us closely with the boys. That same night, Mom and Dad decided to go on a walk down by the lake, and we were to get ready for bed. We sat silently around the fire until they were out of sight. "Elise, your not really gonna are you"? Mary asked as she stuck another marshmallow over the fire. Elise was only two weeks from her eighteenth birthday, and she claimed she was the only girl in her circle of friends that was still a virgin. Even though she would be breaking Daddy's rules, she had told her best friend that by the end of the summer, she would no longer be one. "Well of course I am silly. He came all this way to see me and I want to do this," she replied. "Who came up here?" I asked. "Just you never mind little sister," she replied as she tried to stick a marshmallow in my face. "When Mom and Dad go to bed, I'm gonna go to where he is," she replied. "What if you change your mind," Elizabeth asked. "I won't,"  Elise replied, We better get to bed." With that we all crawled into our sleeping bags. We laid there in silence, and I soon drifted off to sleep. Suddenly I was awakened to the sounds of crying. As I rubbed my eyes awake, I could tell that it was my sister Elise. "Mary,"  I called out. "wake up, hurry." I then woke Elizabeth, and we all crawled to the opening of the tent just in time to see Daddy with Elise in tow. "How dare you disobey me like that," he scolded, as they entered the trailer. We all knew what had happened, and that our oldest sister was soon to learn that Daddy meant business. We crawled one at a time from the tent and made our way to the camper. We heard begging and crying and then a very loud smack. Over and over the smacking noises came, along with very distinct yelps from our sister. We couldn't make out what Daddy was saying, but she was definitely getting a scolding. When the spanks stopped, we scurried back to the tent and waited for our sister. "Elise?" are you ok?" Mary asked. Elise just crawled into the tent and buried herself into her bed, not saying a word. We just looked at each other and didn't know what to do, so we all crawled back into our sleeping bags, and let Elise be alone. For the next few days, Elise stayed close to camp. Her boyfriend had left before Daddy could get hold of him and wasn't letting Elise out of his sight. I spent my days getting closer to James, but being very careful around Daddy. I thought James was cute, but I wasn't ready to lose his friendship so I kept my desires to myself. James showed up Just after supper and asked if I could go swimming. Daddy gave his permission, but that I was to return to Camp at dusk. That  afternoon while we were Swimming, I told James that I really liked him and asked him if he wanted to write to me. He said yes and I was truly happy. After swimming for over an hour, I decided that I had had enough of the water for a while, so I went up and laid down onto my beach towel. Soon after I did so, James sat down on his. We talked a little, but It was getting to hot lying there so I told James that I wanted to find a shady spot. We picked up our towels and walked down the lake trail. We found a really huge tree, and spread our towels out under it and lied down. We talked for a while about all the fun we had been having. James was lying on his towel and our heads were facing each other. He kept rubbing my arm and the soft touch soon made me drift off to sleep. When I woke and focused my eyes, I could see the shadow of James still in the same spot. He had fallen asleep too, and It was now very late. "James, James, wake up, it's very dark and I need to get back to camp. Come on hurry," I scolded as I grabbed my towel, and we headed down the trail and back to the swimming area. When we hit the clearing, I realized it was now later than I thought. With all that had happened with my sister and my naughtiness just days before, I knew Daddy wouldn't be understanding. We walked as fast as we could toward camp. I told him what had happened and the kind of mood that  Daddy was in. When we reached the road James hugged me, and then headed toward his camp.  Mine was just a few away, so I ran. When I got back to our camping spot, I was seized by my mothers hand. Although she barely spanked, I thought she was going to wack me, but she pulled me close and hugged me tight. "Young lady, your daddy is out looking for you. Along with James father and a few park rangers. Where were you?" she scolded." "Momma, I'm sorry, but we fell asleep under a tree," I replied. "Mom, I'm scared. Please explain to Daddy, and don't let him spank me, Please Momma, please." "You get your little fanny into bed, and I'll see if I can't explain to your father. Now scoot," she ordered as she gave me a little smack. I had only been in my bed ten minutes, when I heard my fathers voice. I could hear mother as well, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I then heard the camper door close. I waited, but he never came. I couldn't believe that I had gotten past Daddy. The next morning I was awaked by the opening of our tent. As I focused my eyes, my father approached, grabbed the end of my sleeping bag and started to dump me from it. "I checked this campground all over. You were suppose to go swimming and then come back before dark. You will learn to obey me one way or another," he yelled, as he threw my sleeping bag onto my sisters. They were now awake. I never got a chance to say anything to him, for as he was scolding me, he was removing his belt. "Ohh Daddy, noooooo," I cried as the belt came down and landed with a solid smack onto the tops of my legs. I grabbed my legs and flipped onto my side, for the sting was incredibly painful. I had never been hit on the front of my legs before. I felt a sudden sting as Daddy applied it to my hip, and I couldn't take any more "Daddyyyy, owwwwee noooo," I cried as he knelt beside me and pushed me onto my tummy. Daddy laid the belt upon me one after the other with no hesitation in between strokes. I yelped and squealed and kicked my legs wildly as Daddy continued with my whipping. I squirmed and bucked as to avoid getting hit in the same place. I then felt Daddy grab the waist of my pajama bottoms and pull them down. "Ohhhhh no no nooooo no please," I cried as the belt kissed my naked bottom. "My daughter {whip-smack} will not do {spank spank} this ever again," he scolded as the belt spanking continued. "Do you {whack-smack} understand me? {whip-spank-smack}  You will {spank-spank} obey me and {smack-wack} be where I tell you {spank-smack} to be when I tell you," he scolded {spank -spank-spank} My bottom was on fire, but the belt had stopped coming down. As soon as my father left the tent, my sisters gathered around me. I let the whole camp ground know that I had been thoroughly strapped, by my uncontrollable wails and cries. Elise replaced my panties, and scooped me onto her lap, as I continued to yelp from the pain. She rocked me and consoled me, and as the pain diminished, so did my cries. My sisters took their sleeping bags and piled them on top of each other and Elise placed me face down and continued to rub my back. Soon my yelps and screeching turned into hiccup's and sobs. Daddy had never been so mean with a punishment before, so I knew I must have done something very wrong. "I, I, want to to be alone," I sobbed. So my sisters left . A few minutes later my mother entered the tent. She bent down and stroked my hair and kissed my head. She pulled down my panties and rubbed something on that began to put out the raging fire. I stayed in the tent the entire day, not wanting to look at my father, but it was the day we were leaving and the car ride home was going to kill me. I finally changed, making sure to wear very loose fitting shorts. My sisters were nice enough to pack my things as Daddy had ordered me to take a walk with him through the campground. I walked just behind him, and  I focused only on the ground. As we walked, my father finally spoke with his very firm voice.. "I love you, but you're to young for boys, Jane, and you won't disobey me when it comes to them," he stated as we continued to walk. "Talking to you didn't work this time, so I hope the strap got the message through. I don't want to have to take it to you again. "It, it did Daddy, I spoke softly, as I reached back and stroked my bottom. "I'm sorry I made you worry. I'm sorry Daddy." "Why did you stay out so late princess?" he asked in a very gentle voice. "I messed up and fell asleep under the tree with James. I didn't do it on purpose. I'm sorry Daddy, I replied as I reached out and slowly took his hand. He stopped and looked down at me with forgiving eyes. He scooped me up in his big arms and squeezed me tight. As my feet dangled, I knew that even though he was tough, he loved me, and that was the best feeling in the whole world. I had been forgiven.                                                             Posted Replies I was glad you posted this because I read this story and liked it a lot, but wasn't sure if I'd replied to Susan... this  story is great, thanks for posting it. Peace, Mija PS. Susan, if I already posted in praise, you can just take this to mean that I really *really* liked this one.  :) It's been a long time since I was here, but I have to say that this is one of the best stories I've read. Thanks. Corporal Susan, It should only earn you a spanking if you want one.   I found this story powerful and disturbing (my favorite kind) as a mis-intentioned parent is too strict and at  the same time loving.  I also liked the sexual exploration between the sisters. Very very nice.  Thanks for sharing it. Peace,Mija Susan, This is another great story.  I always get excited when I see another story post from The Wickerts.  Keep them coming, please. Beth