Camp Jugendnackt
Chapter 3: Cleanup

Copyright© 2017 by TailWeaver

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 3: Cleanup - Tucked away in the hills above Grass Valley CA sits a summer camp that has stood for one hundred years. Attended by the children of a select set of families whose membership was passed down through the years, Camp JugendNackt strives to give their campers a solid foundation to survive a world filled with oppressive and incorrect ideas about what it means to be 'proper'. Becca was on her way to her first summer at the camp, a last minute addition, and the paperwork had been a bit rushed.

Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   ft/ft   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Group Sex   Anal Sex   Bestiality   Exhibitionism   Food   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Voyeurism   Water Sports   Nudism  

June 1930, Camp JugendNackt, Main Dining Hall.

Jack looked at the others sitting around one of the tables in their new mess hall. The camp continued to do very well. Their parent’s vision had resonated with so many of their friends and families. Over 30 families now sent their children to the camp, almost all of them for 4 years. They considered starting a younger camp for preteens, but the logistics of such an endeavor made it unwieldy. At least for the moment. Maybe in a few years, someone had suggested when they tabled the discussion last month. Smiling at Chris, one of the VonBraun girls, he grinned as he remembered their own time at the camp, not that many years ago.

“As America continues to be so confusing, at times so progressive, and at other times (as we all know), quite repressive. I mean, can you believe they decided to prohibit alcohol of all things? We hope that will soon be repealed, but, c’mon! Thankfully, they did give everyone the vote, finally, so you can stop pestering me about it being all ‘our guy’s fault, he said, teasing a bit. Everyone was well aware of the Werner family’s long suffragette efforts. “Something that has always been a bit ‘unofficial’, we need to make more rigid and controlled, I think. Perhaps an ‘introductory’ week in which we explain how our camp works, and give the new campers, often the youngest ones, time to adjust. To be exposed to what for many families, is something quite different than what is allowed at home. Perhaps ‘prudent’ is a better word than ‘allowed’.”

“Oh, yes, the privacy here is so nice! I mean, I’d love to sun bake in our backyard, but have you seen how close they put the houses, and without proper fencing, can you just hear the busybodies complaining to their pastor, or their councilmen about the heathens living next door?” Janet glared around the room as if anyone there would ever dream of denying her the ability to lay out naked in the sun.

“Yes, yes, well, that’s why our parents set up this camp, at least in a large part ... so ... what I was thinking...”

Spending a good part of an hour going over the various rules that should be in place for the first week, versus the later times, the group of likeminded camp leaders felt confident that they had a solid foundation for their new camper program “NeuFinderin”.

“Well, I’m off to the lake. Only 2 more days before the campers start arriving. I intend to enjoy the water and the sun today since tomorrow will be full of prep work.” Jack stood up, looking at Chris. Earlier she had mentioned wanting to go for a swim as well. A couple others chimed in “Oh, that’s sounds great, we’ll join you in a bit”. “I need to finish unpacking but then...”.

Slipping his shorts off and grabbing his towel, Jack barely noticed as Chris slipped out of her blouse and dropped her skirt, joining him fairly quickly in their au naturel state. Clothes rolled up in their towels, they strode out of the building, sandal clad feet slapping a bit on the smooth floor, and headed down the path to the lake.


Keeping the back of Mirin’s rapidly moving body in sight as best she could, Becca walked quickly through the trees. They were off the well groomed paths, so she had to watch her step carefully while still trying to keep up with the effervescent blonde up ahead. Sodden, muddy panties held in her hand, she shivered a bit, thinking how daring and dangerous it was to simply walk through the woods wearing only a shirt, and a thick coating of mud. There truly was no one else in sight, and after a bit, she began to relax, not worrying as much about getting caught.

Confident in her path, Mirin was much quicker in her journey through the sparse woods, though she considerately stopped from time to time, ensuring that Becca kept up. As they neared the abandoned Cat Cabin, she paused still under cover of the woods, and looked around carefully. Hearing Becca come up beside her, still clutching her dirt covered underwear, she whispered conspiratorially “Need to make sure no one is around first...”

“Oh, um ... because we’d get in trouble for being all muddy, and, er ... half naked?”

“Oh, gosh no! No one would even bat an eye ... you would know that if you’d been here and gone to the classes ... oh ... yeah, I was supposed to tell you stuff ... oh well, I’m sure they will tell you all you need to know tomorrow! No, I just want to be sure there’s no one from Dog Cabin around ... they like to, well, chase Rabbits you know...”

Not sure if she was being literal, or figurative, Becca nodded as if she truly understood, peering around the open area, detecting no signs of human life besides the two of them. Looking at Mirin scanning the area carefully, she held her nearly ruined panties tightly balled in her hand, though why she was hiding them, when her backside was bare except for a coating of mud, she was not really sure.

“It’s clear, let’s go clean up quick. We don’t want to scare the little rabbits back at our cabin!” Mirin said half teasingly, as she made her way to the old water pump near the back corner of the cabin. Pumping it a few times, the screech of unoiled hinges sounding loud in the quiet of the forest, Mirin kept at it, grunting a bit with exertion until it finally began to spew water. Brown ugly water at first, rapidly clearing as she continued to pump. “Ok, get yourself under the spout and clean off. Then you can pump while I get clean! And grab that bucket, we can use it to get to some of the harder to reach spots!”

Becca watched curiously, having lived her whole life with city supplied water. This ‘pump’ deal was interesting and so retro. As the water cleared, and her friend’s chatter instructed her, Becca stuck a muddy filthy leg under the spout and began to rub at the mud. As the water streamed off of her, brown with dissolved dirt, Becca could see her lightly tanned leg come into view. Standing there, a bit nervous to be without a skirt or underwear on, she started to wash out her panties. Pausing, and grabbing the bucket, she quickly worked the fabric over a few times, sighing as she saw how stained and dirty they remained, even after most of the mud was out of them. Squatting, she slid her backside into the water, giggling as Mirin reached out with one hand and began to rub the mud off of her young friend. Standing up a moment to drape her dirt colored underwear over a little railing that somehow managed to stay upright, Becca quickly returned to the water, getting her whole lower body under the spout with various contortions of her body. Giggling the whole time, Mirin’s help had a tendency to tickle and squeeze Becca’s exposed skin, rather than merely clean it.

“Hey, you are getting a bit close there girlie!” she cried when Mirin grabbed an especially full amount of her wet backside, her hand spanking Becca’s curved bottom a bit as she ‘brushed’ the mud off. The cooperative cleaning degenerated quickly, the bucket being pulled into service as well, as the two girls managed to get each other clean, only after considerable back and forth. Buckets of water being dumped over the back of each other was only one of the myriad ways in which they ‘washed’ each other’s mud covered bodies. By the time they were done, Mirin’s hands had touched every inch of Becca’s wriggling body, though when Becca tried to reciprocate, she was prevented from touching much or Mirin’s legs, though Mirin did not seem to mind when Becca’s hands rubbed her backside vigorously. It was all a bit heady for the young girl, so unused to the wildness of the camp life. Back home in Stockton, things were never like this ... at least she did not think so. Although, come to think of it, there were those rumors about a slumber party at one of her classmate’s house.

Stopping the pump for the final time, the two wet girls looked at each other, catching their breath as they stopped their squeals and giggles. Becca’s shirt was soaked, sticking to her body, framing her bra clad breasts and sticking to her hips. Pulling at it, trying to get it to cover her bum a little, she reached for the stained panties. “Guess we need some dry uniforms ... you goof!” she said, cringing as she pulled the wet garment up over her legs. Mirin, still wearing her shirt and skirt, albeit wet ones, had less to worry about. “We can cut through the woods, staying off the trail, and sneak into the cabin and change, no one will likely be there. Of course, if it was next week we’d have no problem, but as you know, we are supposed to ease into things the first week, some of the younger kids are not quite as ready for camp as some of us more mature types!” Mirin said, obliquely referring to next week as if Becca had all the information she should have. “Come on, follow me, it’s really not far ... If you keep the shirt pulled down, it’s almost the same ... well ... not quite, but it’s not too bad!” The blonde’s twin pony tails bounced as she left the damp pump stand, moving quickly back into the woods.

“I can’t believe no one found us, we sorta forgot to be quiet!” Becca called out after her departing friend, following behind as best she could. As she caught up to her mud bath companion, nearing a trail that looked like it was near the Rabbit Cabin, Mirin chirped “Who says they didn’t? Maybe they just stayed hidden and watched us play in the water!” Seeing the stunned, suddenly scared look on Becca’s face, she chortled “Just kidding ... I never saw no one!” Spinning back around, she looked at the trail once, then twice, before taking off towards the cabin, forestalling any more of Becca’s questions.

‘Wish she’d slow down, I wanted to know about next week!’ Becca did not have any trouble keeping up with Mirin this time, though as she moved into the open near the cabin, she pulled at her damp shirt nervously, almost skipping ahead in her eagerness to get inside, and get a change of clothes. As the two got through the door, Becca almost pushing Mirin, it was clear that the cabin was empty, and Becca relaxed a bit, moving towards her bunk. Mirin plopped down on her bunk, right next to Bec’s and watched her dig through her locker.


It took Becca a moment to register that Mirin had stripped off her skirt and shirt while she walked across the floor. It was only when she noticed the other girl slowly rolling off her dirt ruined stockings, one exposed leg at a time, that she noticed her friends nearly nude state. Spotting the damp clothes laying atop Mirin’s locker, she shook her head, wondering how she could be so casual, while the boy’s bunks were indeed across the room from theirs, they could come back at any time, did she not know that?

Sliding her damp panties down and off her her body, she rubbed the clammy skin of her cold behind, shuddering as she tried to warm up her damp skin. Pulling off her equally wet shirt, she dumped both items on the floor next to her bunk. Looking around the empty cabin, Becca removed her bra as well, deciding that it would be better to have a clean one anyway, and since Mirin did not seem to hesitate to swap out, laundry could not be that many days away. Removing the bra, and bending over to get a clean one from her locker, she blushed when she realized her position. Turning a bit, not hiding her nudity so much as trying to not be gauche, she grabbed a clean bra, and wiping her underboobs down with one hand, started to get dressed again. Slipping a clean, dry pair of underwear on, she stood up for a moment, still adjusting the hem of her garment.

Mirin seemed so unconcerned about their naked state, so Becca tried to emulate the feeling, but she still couldn’t help but crinkle up in nervousness, her panties all that kept her from being au naturel. Slipping the bra on and adjusting her breasts into the cups, she turned to watch her young friend. She blushed, realizing, she was looking at Mirin’s buns more than might be considered appropriate, but, well, they were just so cute!

“Just gonna stand there showing off?” Mirin asked as she stretched this way and that, her bare arms arcing in all directions as she lets out a cute little squeal of a yawn. She knelt down again, digging into the chest by her bunk, the soft bulge of her spine partially hidden now by her bra top that was a stark contrast to the rest of her soft vanilla skin. Pulling out three different camp shirts, one of them tie-dyed, she set them down by her side making a row of them. Standing up, she prodded them with her muddy foot trying to decide between one or the other...

Becca nodded “Oh, almost forgot...” and she sat on the edge of her bunk, and pried off one sandal, wincing at the dirt on her feet and toes. she points her toes and laughs “Wow, it got everywhere hmm”. Her form fitting panties winked at Mirin as she traded legs and removed the other sandal. “I think I will need to have more clothes, or be allowed to wash more often! It was so fun ... really!. I don’t want to not play like that simply because I’m worried about a lack of clean clothes...”

 
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