Summer was meant to be a time of freedom. It was a time to escape the constant workload, the need to be in charge, the stress, and the temptation. Summer was a refuge away from everything Cheerilee felt weighed down in life. Not even estrus season could smother her happy mood to simply be on her own. She was content to be on her own, in her home, tranquility being all that would fill her senses... Other than the occasional easing of needs.
Now, however, her eyes stared at the log cabins. Her gaze traced the forest canopy, the tree lines around the clearing, and the nearby lake. It is not much to look at, but it is definitely a well maintained camp away from town. Her dreams of a peaceful summer alone cracked and shattered at the sight. Her ears flicked back as she suddenly became aware once more to the voices of many foals meandering around her. No more quiet, no more peace, no more escape. Her summer of bliss is to be replaced by a bit of summer work for which she was roped into at the last minute.
"Miss Cheerilee?" The sweet voice of the normal camp chaperone interrupted her afternoon nap the other day, "I'm sorry to bother you on short notice, but..."
"What is it?" Cheerilee responded with a smile.
"Well, I can't go to watch the foals at camp this year, and... uh... well..." The other mare trailed off, but the tone left a rather sinking feeling in Cheerilee's gut. The feeling was, sadly, quickly confirmed, "... I have a special somepony, you see, and since you are... well... alone... I was hoping..."
Cheerilee tried to refuse. However, it fell flat since she had no real excuse other than she didn't want to. Even worse, she couldn't possibly explain the real reason why she wanted to avoid being out and isolated with a bunch of foals. No other pony knew of her hidden desires, and how could they? She was content to look, never more, so long as she had her escape in the evening and the freedom of summer.
"Very well..." The purple mare agreed in the end.
"What are you talking about?" Sweetie Belle's voice broke the memory.
At first Cheerilee believed that she might have been thinking back out loud, and was about to answer when she heard Apple Bloom reply, "Ah mean jus' that. We only got ta come out here so everypony can take care a business back home without us seein'."
"Is it some sort of secret?" Sweetie frowned as she continued to question. Her teacher couldn't help but smile at the innocence of it all. Although, clearly her friend was a bit more aware of the truth.
"It's jus' the fact that they need space this time a year." Bloom replied matter of factually, "The animals at the farm go through somethin' like it too, where they-"
"Alright everypony, gather around!" Cheerilee decided to put a stop to that explanation. There's no need to ruin the poor filly's innocence quite yet. It's nice to live in ignorance for a little while, and there are plenty of chances for her to learn it all later. The rest of the group, however, stared at her as they stopped working. It was at this point she noticed they had all begun to unpack, clear the space up, and generally get the place ready to use. It quickly became apparent to the teacher that they've all been through this enough that they were more than aware of what to do.
"Er... I know I'm not normally the one in charge of camp, so I'm sorry if I don't transition in as well. I'm going to rely on some of you to show me what all needs to be done." The mare recovered with that explanation, putting her more cheerful smile forward.
"Ugh, whatever... This isn't anything grand. Just some glorified play trip or... Something." Diamond Tiara replied, rolling her eyes and other foals continued their duties as it were. The filly herself just shrugged and deadpanned, "Really, you're just here to make sure we don't get in trouble or some such."
As the filly let out a huff and started to walk away, Cheerilee began to look around only to see the others not paying her any more attention. It was true that school was out, but that was no reason she should be dismissed so easily. If she needed to keep an eye on them, then Celestia as her witness she was going to keep them busy. With a deep breath, she called out in reply, "Alright, then. I don't know what was expected of you before, but I am going to do this my way. We're going to turn this into something educational!"
The expected groans were heard, and some of the foals just tried to ignore her like she was crazy. Diamond stopped and was about to give a snotty reply, but Cheerilee cut her off, "I'll give some lessons on things around here, and there'll be a test when classes start up. Extra credit for those I see participating, and for those that don't I'll give a study sheet and make it mandatory."
A good portion of the group were giving her proper attention now. The ones that didn't immediately respond were some that were not a part of her class themselves, likely figuring they didn't need to care. To an extent, that was true, but some looked interested still. Even Diamond Tiara's friend, Silver Spoon, made her way over, much to the pink filly's annoyance, "Where are you-"
"Sorry Di, I kinda need the points. I know you can just study, but...." Silver looked a bit sheepish. The mare knew quite well that Silver's grades were low, unlike her bossy cohort. At least one of them would be occupied for a bit properly, not that Cheerilee knew what she would do for the entire week.
The older pony didn't exactly hear the response from Diamond, but she imagined it was not nice. She decided to let the filly go off and do whatever she wanted. Instead, she needed to focus on a lesson of some sort for the others here, "Don't worry everypony. There will be plenty of time to play and just have fun. I figured this would be a good way for me to get an idea of what you all know, as well as make this time more productive. Not much today at least, we still have to get ready for our stay."
With that much assured the group renewed their efforts of cleaning up the camp. It wasn't surprising that the place was a mess. It is rarely used outside of the season, and no doubt animals made their way through for scraps. A lot of dust and filth needed sweeping away, supplies to unload and store in the fridge, and she thanked the princesses that everything still worked. Some simple mattresses were unloaded and taken to the wooden bed frames in the cabins, along with sleeping bags for the group. Cheerilee had to hand it to the young ones, they were definitely experienced in getting this place cleaned up. It took very little time to make the site look habitable.
When evening rolled around, some foals were assigned to prepare dinner while others found themselves taken on a trip through the woods. The lesson covered certain edible herbs and plants, which ones to avoid, as well as some wildlife to keep an eye out for. Afterward, Cheerilee let them off to play, a majority of the little ones headed for the lake for some swimming and running around. Some of the little ponies made themselves comfortable next to the fire at camp, the encroaching darkness leaving them with less bravery... Although that did not stop a few more malicious ones from scaring them with ghost stories.
Eventually it did get dark, and some of the ponies began to give the tell-tale signs of fatigue with nodding heads and yawns. Cheerilee herded the group to get ready for bed, smiling as they eventually crawled into their own little cots. She had to admit that the day went smoothly, as she lowered herself into her own bed. She had fun, kept them occupied for the most part, and even forgot about her summer being interrupted. She even forgot her own he-.
Her breath stopped short as thinking about the season made the feelings rush back with a vengeance. The mare swallowed a lump in her throat as she listened to the soft breathing of all the foals in the room with her. She began to fidget, rubbing her back legs together as the fire smoldered below. It was several minutes of agony before her resolve began to break, listening to all the others, hoping they were all asleep. She bit her lip, thoughts running through her head of how horrible it would be to do this now, with them so close, but her body is screaming those doubt as away. A forehoof shifted under her covers, and she prepared herself for a moments release as it was inched lower along her body.
"Aaah....."
She froze, staring wide-eyed at the wall she was facing. She refused to breath at all, lest she might let out another moan of pleasure. Except, it was not her that had let out the moan. Her hoof was still inches from her initial goal, and the sound had come from another part of the room. Her ear swiveled as she listened carefully for the sound once again, as several thoughts ran through her head as to what it might mean. None of these little fillies could have been... right?
As doubt began to settle in her mind, she heard some covers rustling. A moment later, she could hear one of the foals breathing louder than the rest, in a more rushed manner. As her ear was focused on listening the to actions now, she thought she could hear some rubbing as well. She wanted to turn over in bed, try to take a look, and see if her suspicions were confirmed. Yet, deep down she didn't want to alert the little one that she was aware of what they were doing. After all, listening to whomever it was right now was rather exciting.
Too exciting, in a way. Cheerilee pushed her forehoof down the path it had been going before, and instantly had to bite her other just to keep from yelling out. The moment her hoof caressed the top of her marehood, a shock swept through her body. As she heard the other in the room work, her hoof began rubbing back and forth in slow deliberate motions. The pleasure was much stronger than normal, almost like the first time she ever touched herself in such a way. Her juices soaked the hoof quickly as she moved it over her folds rhythmically. Between the sounds she was listening to, and the idea of a filly nearby enjoying herself as well, the mare knew she would be reaching her peak soon enough.
"Aa- Aa-a.."
Cheerilee froze again when the filly let out another small moan. Her heart pounded in her chest, both from arousal and worry that the sound would wake another up. She stayed still and listened, noticing the sounds had all stopped now. All she could hear in the room was the steady breathing of sleeping foals. Some disappointment set in that she couldn't hear any more, but the teacher knew she would be able to finish up and sleep easily enough. She was so close, she could just give the last few rubs and push herself over the edge; it would be a night to remember in the future. The only problem, was she had other thoughts in her mind.
Sure, it might be nice to finish with thoughts of any of the others playing with themselves, but curiosity as to the exact student was exciting as well. Also, Cheerilee reasoned in her mind, if she tried to finish now she might pass out afterwards and lose her chance. Even if she didn't go to sleep, the smell of lust from the foal would likely have dissipated.
Reluctantly, she pulled her hoof back up and pushed the covers away. The mare couldn't help but notice her own rather pungent aromas in the air, to which she hoped wouldn't wake any of the close by fillies. Getting out of bed, she made her way slowly and quietly along the row of cots in the direction she had heard the little filly before. It did not take long to find her target in the moonlit cabin, her worry of the scent going away was not a problem either. Her target was lying on her back with the covers pulled down, now peacefully asleep, but the teacher could see the slight dampness between the grey filly's hind legs.
Apparently, Silver Spoon was a bit more knowledgeable than she let on in some areas. Well, now she found the object of her desire. She could go back with the specific images in mind. She could go back and finish what she started. She could have probably one of the better orgasms she has had in a long time. She could.... at least pull these covers up over the poor dear.
Cheerilee's thoughts were at least pure for that moment. After all, it was slightly chilly, and she did not want a pupil to get a cold in the night. The mare sat down and lifted a forehoof to reach for the covers, but she quickly pulled it back after brushing up against the filly's hind leg. A moment of stillness when the filly didn't react and a small smile crept on the teacher's face. She reached over again, but this time allowed her hoof to gently rest on Silver's leg.
Several seconds passed by as Cheerilee stared at Silver Spoon for any sort of reaction. When none was observed, a fluttering feeling entered into the teacher's belly. She grew more bold, picking her hoof up, and then rubbing it on the filly's inner thigh a bit. Silver responded this time with a sleepy moan, causing the older pony to quickly yank her hoof back and hold her breath. However, the younger one did not wake up, giving her even more build up of confidence. She wove a small tale in her mind that even if Silver were to wake up she could still claim to have accidentally woken her while trying to cover her.
So, with that confidence pushing her on, her purple hoof was returned to the filly's body. This time she pulled ever so slowly on Silver's leg, inching it to the side to ease access between it and the other. Cheerilee watched Silver's face and body intently as she pulled her legs wider apart, seeking any sign the filly was alerted to what she was doing. Excitement welled in the pit of her stomach as she worked, both anticipation and nervousness causing her heart to pound so hard she could hear it in her head. Once she felt she had moved Silver's leg enough, her eyes trailed down the foal's body until she fixated on her exposed prize.
Cheerilee licked her lips in anticipation as she reached over with her hoof once again. First, she just gave Silver Spoon's fillyhood a quick touch. Pulling back after a moment, she waited for any reactions. Nothing. Again she reached down, this time daring to place her hoof fully upon the filly's folds. A moment later, she let herself begin to rub over Silver's privates.
The mare's breathing became stuttered as she situation was almost too much for her. After all these years, she was able to experience one of her desires, the feel of a young pony being caressed under her hoof. And what a feeling it was, she rather liked the soft fur against her hoof as she moved it up and down Silver's slit. Her other forehoof went between her own legs, mimicking the motions she was applying to her student. Soon enough she became a little more bold, pushing the tip of her hoof between the folds and opening Silver a little for her to see. she began to rub inside a little, careful to to push too hard.
Noticing some wetness forming on her hoof, she smiled. Cheerilee rather liked the idea that she was bringing Silver some pleasure as well. Lifting her hoof from the filly, she brought it up to her nose and took a long slow breath. The sweet smell of Silver's fresh juices caused her to shudder. She used her other hoof to work on her own clit a bit, having to bite her own lip to keep from moaning loudly right over the young pony. Caution gone, she licked her hoof, tasting the sweet filly nectar, before quickly lowering her hoof to Silver's body once more. She rubbed the hoof in a circular motion on her student's folds until the tip slid in again. This time she brought it up to Silver's clit and began to run there as well. She could hear Silver's breathing pick up a bit, but she didn't care right now. The soft feel on one hoof, the feel of her own leaking marehood, the taste lingering on her tongue were all building up to a crescendo. Perhaps if she just leaned over and-
"Hn-!" Cheerilee was barely able to but herself from yelling out as her body seized up and began to convulse in climax. She allowed herself to fall to the side, hoof leaving Silver's fillyhood in the process, and she rode out possibly the most intense orgasm she ever had. Her hoof rubbed over herself vigorously until the waves of pleasure eventually passed and she was a heavily breathing puddle. Idly she brought the hoof she molested her student with to her muzzle and licked what juices had collected upon it off, smiling at the flavor in the after glow. It was only when she heard the filly rolling over above her did she even think to move.
Rolling over and snapping up quickly, Cheerilee saw Silver Spoon curled up on her side. Not sure if the filly was awake or not, she backed up as quietly as she could, the confidence she had having broken to a pit of fear in her stomach. The door was closer than her own cot here, and she made a quick gallop out of it. Once outside she sat by the side of the building, and had the chuckle a little.
"I did it... I did it," She was almost giddy from the conflicted emotions coursing through her. One of her dreams, being able to touch one of her students like that. She did it. She had to smile, she had to be excited. However, she eventually realized what that meant. Her student was just molested by her. Her student could have woken up at any time and caught her. Any of the other students could have been listening in, pretending to be asleep. Anything could have gone wrong, and the ideas of what might have happened quickly made her sick to her stomach, and tears formed in her eyes, "Oh Celestia.... What have I done?"
