A Bus Arrives!

Mackenzie watched in horror as a school bus (almost the same colour as here panties) pulled up in front of the log cabin. It’s red flashing lights looked dim compared to the teens blushing face. She was so frozen with terror that she didn’t move at all until the kids started pouring out of the door of the bus. Most were pointing and laughing at the poor underdressed redhead. Mackenzie finally had the sense to run away but as she tried to turn disaster struck. The busty redheads right foot was standing on one of the laces of her left work boot so as she attempted to spin and run she ended up just tripping over her own feet falling forward toward the stairs of the porch. Chett tried to catch Mackenzie to stop her fall but as he reached out he realized there was only one thing to grab onto... her undies!

Chett’s fingers closed around the soft lace waistband of Mackenzie’s tiny thong underpants. Mackenzie fell forward as her panties were pulled up her bum causing the girl to let out a sound that was half scream half involuntary moan. Her delicate underwear didn’t last long as the strain of the wedgie was too much to bear. A brief *snap* and the thong tore from her body rubbing her clit as it slipped from her tight slit.

“Ooooooh goooood!” Were the only words the girl said as she continued to fall. Each of the redheads feet popped out of her boots as she plummeted down the steps of the porch head over heels until she landed on her back in the sand. She was winded so badly she couldn’t move at first. Mackenzie noticed she landed face up and with her legs splayed wide open. Her hands had moved in the fall and were now limp at her side. This left the gorgeous teen without a stitch of clothing on her body her ample breasts and tight pink freshly waxed treasure exposed for everyone nearby. Mackenzie realized that she was surrounded by a bunch of teen boys in uniforms.

“Oh nooo... not scouts!” She mumbled to herself. As camera flashes filled her vision.

Chett was looking down from the porch enjoying a birds-eye view of the spectacle before him. Still clutching the panties he had ripped (unintentionally) from Mackenzie’s body he could feel the wetness of the cotton that had been covering/inside her pussy seconds ago. He wondered if Mackenzie was enjoying this, the evidence suggested that she might be. He placed her panties into his pocket adding another piece of Mackenzie’s wardrobe to his rapidly growing collection: a shirt, 2 bras and now her thong. He still held her sundress and a third bra in his left hand.

Mackenzie’s chest heaved into the air, her back was arched as she took deep breaths to try and regain the air in her lungs. She managed to roll herself over onto her elbows and started to crawl back toward the porch. She was moving glacially slow as she was only using her arms to move herself. Mackenzie could could feel her rock hard nipples getting teased as they ran across the soft warm sand causing her to moan each time she moved. Her progress would have been a bit faster but every time she’d get close to the steps a pair of hands would grab her ankles and pull her backwards along the ground creating more distance for her to travel. Mackenzie whined in frustration with each crawl, she needed to get away from these scouts and NOT be naked anymore! She **** herself up onto her hands and knees and received a wicked slap to her left cheek from someone behind her. She pushed herself up onto her feet before the spanking could continue, Mackenzie hobbled her way up the steps of the porch surely giving a show of her wiggling ass to those behind her. She snatched her bra and sundress from Chett’s hands as she moved past him. Mackenzie hid behind him as she quickly fastened the bra around her chest, the lace felt good as she wrapped it around her body. Mackenzie wanted to grab a pair of panties from her suitcase but figured it would be safer to wait till she got somewhere private so she settled for just slipping the sundress over her head and going commando for now; finally she was dressed again.

“Chett could I get my cabin number now so I can get out of here? I think I need to lay down for a bit.” Whispered Mackenzie while still sort of hiding behind the Head Instructor.

“Sure but I don’t think you’ll have time to rest, your in cabin 69 along with well umm... these fine lads right here.” Chett pointed to the scout troupe assembled before them and Mackenzies heart sank.