This story is pure fantasy, as we all know. Nothing like this could ever happen in real life, could it.
Scouting Angels
Chapter 1
At last Peter and I had found our dream cottage. It was a super little place set in 5 acres just outside the small village. It had been built around 1850 and was a double story country house with three bedrooms, three living rooms a long dining room, plus the usual utilities. It required some renovation but the essential items would be restored quickly.
I loved the walled garden and the small grassed area just beyond separating the house from the orchard. We were supremely happy until Peter's company in the city decided that he was urgently needed in their office in Singapore. I had accepted a part time position teaching at an exclusive school for young ladies just a bicycle ride down the winding road to the next village. That was pleasant on fine sunny days, but a real chore when the clouds rolled by and rain spoilt the day.
The Easter break that year was the latest the calendar could calculate, so I was pleased to hear on the radio that bright summer weather could be expected.
It was shortly after breakfast, whilst idly weeding some of the rose garden that I was surprised by the presence of five young scouts chatting on my grassed area. The biggest of the lads, a fine looking, indeed handsome youth made himself known to me. He sort permission for his troupe to set up their two tents on my grass as part of the training for their Baden Powell medals, or something such.
I was smitten by his really startling good looks. His smooth square jawed face had a mouth with full broad lips under a perky little nose. A flop of fine little dark curls surrounded his face. I guessed he was about 14 or even 15, standing around 5' 6". His legs, or what I could see between his long scout shorts and the tops of his long socks, had a sturdy muscled development. My eyes traveled to his crotch as it was now some three weeks since my darling Peter had departed and my 23 year old cunt had been starved of his rigid manly cock since then. I think I blushed a little as my mind hit bottom as I noted the front of his clean crisp shorts pushed out. I wondered how large this young boys cock was, but I was quickly jerked out of my sexually guttered daydream but the appearance of four more young lads.
The troupe leader Cameron, who was indeed in his 14th year, then introduced me to the others. Hayden at 13 was still a very slim fine looking boy with blonde wavy locks surrounding his extremely pretty tiny face. His eyes were piercingly dark and his tiny lips and little button nose gave him a pixie like appearance. He shook my hand and giggled a little like a little girl. He seemed very immature alongside Cameron, and also Paul who was also 13. Paul was short and starting to develop and get rid of his puppy fat. His darker hair was parted in the middle and fell straight on each side. His eyes were a greeny grey colour and his lips and mouth broad. His nose was more prominent than any of the others. His handshake was firmer than the others but still gentle and soft. The other two, both 12 were Warwick and Gary. They were cousins but could have been twins with the light auburn hair and little baby boys faces. They were both only just 5" tall but I noticed that they had nice rounded little bums.
I showed them the water pump where they could obtain fresh crystal clear water, and also the wood stack. I gave permission for them to use all the needed for what I perceived would be some evening fire side chats. They soon assembled a small caste stove and I soon smelt the burning old wood and noted a billycan boiling water for what I presumed would be some warming tea.
The sight of these handsome boys certainly got my female juices flowing and I left them so that I could go inside and finger fuck my moist cunt. I was certainly no virgin having felt my first boy cock when I was 15. He was a boy I met when my family went down to the sea-side near Felixstowe. He was in fact a few months younger than I was, having not celebrated his 15th birthday, but his cock was long and thick and opened my cunt lips with a bang after some lengthy finger play. He was dripping long strings of clear slippery pre-cum and that assisted him in penetrating me. I wasn't the least bit concerned when after fucking me gently for some minutes he pushed harder and faster and then shot his boy cum deep inside me. It never occurred to me that I could get pregnant, and we fucked again the next day and then each day there after for a week.
I was smitten with cock and when we returned to our country house I courted one of the stable lads and soon his slightly smaller 15 year old cock was opening my vaginal lips and spraying his young cum inside me. Later I gave myself to one of a visiting stable lad who at 18 sported a long 7" pike headed tube which made me feel so good. In fact, this cock was the first to make me loose all sense of being when I experienced my first intercourse orgasm.
His cum was very strong and shortly after I was aware that my period was late. I still didn't panic as I was a little naive about sex matters. Somehow I thought it would be lovely to have a baby, but I soon was told what a horror this would be for my family by one of the kitchen maid lassies who had been knocked up at 14. That was one reason why she was in our family household. The other was that (and I found this out just after my 21st birthday) that my father had been fucking her silly since she arrived with us at 15.
I have often wondered if my mother or father knew about my fuck sessions, but soon after my first period scare, I was packed off the spend the balance of my school days at an exclusive girls only school. Not a cock in sight, except during holidays. I still craved to feel that fleshy tube pushing inside me, but now I had this nicely shaped dowel of wood that I would push inside myself as a substitute for the real cock.
Peter came into my life via his cock at my 21st birthday party. My mother had invited him as she knew his parents, and I must say he was extremely handsome and had a nice cock. He had been educated at an exclusive boys establishment and was very gentle and courteous all the time. He was up at Oxford then and had only recently graduated and joined his uncles engineering firm. Now he was away from me in Singapore. It was our intension to marry as soon as he returned the following autumn, now six months away. My old and faithful wooden cock now brought me to a body bumping screaming climax and my juices flowed. My mind was vivid in its picture of Cameron, naked.
I washed my soaking cunt, dressed and went back down into the garden, hoping to see the five young scouts again. It appeared they had finally assembled their camp and had discovered the small stream that bubbled its way towards the Thames just 300 yards away. As I looked through the wall gate I got a perfect view of Cameron's bare white arse. They were changing into their brief swimmers for some fun in the stream. As he pulled up his dark blue bathers he turned slightly and I could see he had a nice sized soft cock and a small patch of dark pubes. I also caught a brief glimpse of Paul front on and he too sported a patch of pubes above a thin uncut cock. They all raced off towards the stream and I could soon hear their shrill young voices. I walked in their direction and was treated to the sight of 5 near naked lads having a wonderful time. They saw me and waved. Then I noticed that they started to wallow in the smelly mud near the nearside river bank.
I hadn't been back in the house long before there was a knock at my rear door and there was Cameron and his four scouts asking if they could use my bath as they didn't realize how smelly the mud was and they needed to get clean. I got them to wipe their feel and took them upstairs to the large bathroom and its larger than average sized tub. I showed Cameron how to run the warm water and left them to wash themselves with several large cakes of soap.
I heard Cameron come into the writing room, next to my bedroom. He asked me for some towels. I turned and he was standing there completely naked, his large cock sticking horizontally out from his small hairy patch. I gasped, more in pleasure than in shock, and got up to get some towels from the linen cupboard. I wanted to grab that boy cock and suck it down my throat till it fired his sweet young cum down my throat, but I resisted. As I handed the towels to each of the naked young ones I was set upon by them and dragged screaming and kicking into my bedroom. I struggled as an actor, even trying to get my hands or lips onto their cocks, most of which were now stiff. Finally they had me spread eagled on my own bed, my hands tied to the bed-head and my spread legs on each side of the end of the bed. I was now partially naked and Cameron with a funny look in his eye grabbed some scissors from my sewing table and proceeded to cut away my dress and panties. I wasn't wearing a bra, as my firm pert tits didn't need one.
Looked in fear, but also with a high degree of excitement as my cunt was revealed and the older boy even used the scissors to cut away a fair amount of my pussy hairs. I looked at him as he climbed onto the bed. His cock was far bigger than any 14 year old boy should have. It was at least 7" long and far thicker than my Peter's. What really excited me was the huge glans of the head and the large piss slit that was already oozing large bubbles of slippery pre-cum. He bent his head and licked my hard nipples and then sucked on them as he lowered his body so that his coated cock head searched for my slit. With his left hand he guided it into me. I thrashed and bucked and started to scream, but a wet washer was soon jamming my vocal opening. I decided I had to act out the horror of being raped and fucked but in truth I was waiting with great excitement for the plunge of that huge boy cock into me. I was almost in heaven.
Chapter 2
Cameron had only been home from school for a few hours when I thought it would be great to take his school chum Paul and his cousins Hayden, Warwick and Gary camping as their scouting medal test.
He had noticed the small house and its garden, grassed area and orchard on his way home from the railway station. He felt it would be a great spot to camp as he knew there was the stream nearby. His mother informed him that a young couple had taken over the "cottage", as she called it. She also advised that the young lady was there by herself as her husband was working in Singapore.
He wondered what she was like.