Gloria Starr - Graduate course in sex

Tim hadn't seen Rosa, but he thought he'd heard Vera mention her once or twice. Something about some pictures one of the girls had smuggled into the camp. "You mean there's a nine-year-old girl who has hot pants so much she frigs herself a lot?" he asked.

"Guess that's what she does," answered Lynda. "She does have her hand inside them a lot."

Tim made a mental note. This was a subject that was definitely going to have to be looked into. While the girls were putting on their clothes, Tim kept thinking. Hmmmmm, a nine-year-old girl that likes to play with her pussy. Wonder if she can come, or if she lies and diddles around with it? I'll bet she'd groove on having someone else play with it then, too. Wonder if she's ever had anybody do it for her?

By the time the girls had dressed and he had said good night to them, he had made a note to admit to Vera the next day what his interest was and see what she said. When he finally returned to Vera's cabin very late that night she, was already asleep.

In the morning, Tim and Vera discussed the events that occurred during the busy past night. Everything was admitted, confidences were exchanged, and they had a good laugh at all the people who had been spying on all the other people. Tim was amazed to find Vera so accepting of his sex with Lynda and Claire, because they were only fifteen and fourteen respectively, and the girls' ages was what had seemed to bother Vera in the past. But after she unloaded the surprising information on him that she had not only had sex with Dana, which he had seen, but also with Lynda, and indirectly even with young Rosa, Tim felt much more at ease about his next admission.

He told Vera what the girls had told him about nine-year-old Sally. He admitted his interest and asked if she'd give her approval for him to try his hand at seducing the youngster. She told him he could have a free chance to try his luck with her if he'd observe one iron-clad rule: be absolutely positive that he didn't break the child's maidenhead. Vera explained that since that would create unarguable proof of seduction, she didn't want to risk the legal possibilities that might follow if her parents found out.

Tim was more than happy to agree to the limitation. "Hell, Vera, do you think I'm crazy? If she's only nine, she's going to be much too small for me to get my cock into. I just want to see her with her clothes off, kiss her, fool around with her some – you know what I mean."

When Vera told him about Sally being Oriental, he almost blew his stack. How had the other girls neglected to mention that to him, he wondered. He had only had one Oriental lover in his entire life, he told Vera. And that was a twenty-year-old guy with whom he had had a brief homosexual fling. Now he knew he had to seduce the youngster.

"Have you ever had one that young before, Tim?" Vera asked him. "Seems to me a chick that young wouldn't be very much fun to have any kind of sex thing with."

He told her that the youngest he'd ever had was fourteen-year-old Claire. But he said that he had often wanted to experience sex with a girl that young. He just hadn't ever had the chance, he said. Vera said she'd make the arrangements for him to be alone with the youngster, but reminded him again to "go easy" on her. The next morning after breakfast, which included many curious glances exchanged between Vera, Dana, Claire, Lynda, and Rosa, little Sally was called aside.

Vera said, "Sally, I want you to meet Tim, here. He's a nice man who is going to take you on a special little nature trip up in the woods. Remember the one we went on the other day?"

She nodded her head and Tim saw her black, perfectly straight hair bob up and down like a doll's hair.

"Well, this nature trip will be a lot like that, except it will be just for you. Tim is going to show you a lot of things in the woods and you can ask him any questions you want to. Now go and have a good time," Vera told her.

Tim set out with the youngster toward a place Vera suggested – an abandoned ranger station about two miles from camp. It was far enough away, Vera said, to be sure none of the other Campfire Girls would interrupt the proceedings; yet close enough so that the young girl wouldn't tire and not feel like playing any games.

After they rounded the first bend in the trail, Tim stopped and told Sally she could rest a while. Although she didn't appear to be a bit tired, she did as he suggested and sat down on a big rock. He was able to look at the child for the first time in a really thorough manner. He was very well pleased with her appearance. She was an even more attractive little girl than he'd originally believed. Sally stood about four feet ten inches and was rather slender. She had delicate, pale coloring, straight black hair which she wore in bangs, and the attractive and typically Oriental-slanted eyes. Her complexion was utterly flawless. The girl had bright white teeth set in perfect rows and, when she smiled, her red lips provided a contrast to them. Her little face was rather narrow, with a perpetually alert expression.

Tim looked carefully at the child's chest for signs of developing breasts, however small. Not a trace of any were present. At least there were no traces visible through her white Campfire Girl's uniform blouse. Tim hoped to have that off the youngster before long, but he couldn't be absolutely certain how she would react to some of his plans. He watched her sitting on the big rock and found himself unable to even picture how any little girl as sweet and innocent-appearing could, in fact, be such a confirmed masturbator. He even began to suspect there might be some mistake. She was not a very extroverted child, that seemed certain.

As Tim sat watching her, she did nothing but look down at her shoes and idly play in the dirt with a stick. Tim wished that her skirt had been at least a little shorter. He could only see as far up as an inch or two higher than her round little knees in the skirt she wore.

Suddenly she said something that seemed out of character for her. "Tim," she asked, "will we see any baby animals on this nature trip? And will we see any mother animals having any babies?"

Instead of answering her questions directly, he said, "Does that mean you're not sure where baby animals come from, Sally? You can ask me anything, you know. That's why we're on this nature walk – so you can learn things."

"No, I know where they come from," she said. "I'd just like to see it happen. My mother told me about how male animals have to get with the female animals before there can be any baby. Then she said people do it the same way, but when I asked her if I could watch people doing that sometime, she got real mad and said no and to not ask her anymore about it. But my uncle told me about it anyway."

"And he explained it so you understand now?" asked Tim.

"Yeah, but my mother doesn't know he did. He told me everything and even showed me stuff," she said.

"Like what?" asked Tim.

"Fucking," chirped the youngster.

"What?" repeated Tim. "Did you say your uncle told you about… fucking?"

He was incredulous that the word came from the mouth of such an innocent, sweet-looking girl.

"Yes," she said, "about fucking. And showed me about it too. But he doesn't live with us anymore. I don't know why. My mother had a big fight with him after he told me those things and he had to move to another house."

"Sally," said Tim, "we still have a long way to go. Will you tell me what your uncle showed you when we get there?"

"Sure," she said.

The two of them started walking and the farther they went the more Tim thought about the child lying in bed at night and handling her young organs. He began walking so fast she couldn't keep up, so he offered to carry her. She was placed astride his neck with her slim legs hanging down on either side. Before they arrived, she began giggling and when he asked why, she said, "Because it tickles me to feel your neck between my legs. Makes me feel real funny."