This story is a new addition to my Delightful Den Mothers series. My thoughts and fantasies for this story are based on memories of my scouting years and the things we actually did, and things we would have liked to have done, to our mature den mothers. You will have to decide what is true in this story and what is fiction.
Some of the characters and events in this story are real and some are fantasy. Some of these events happened and everyone was over the age of 18 at the time of the story. We were truly some nasty shameless scouts. We probably should have warned our potential den mothers to volunteer at their own risk.
Well, it is said that all good things must come to an end. Such was the case with our experience with scouting. Our years together as nasty scouts had given us a lot of life experiences that we will never forget. However, we had one more year of scouting left, and we were going to make the most of it and go out with a delightful den mother bang.
We enjoyed last year's manipulable delightful group of den mothers for so many reasons. We enjoyed them so much that we asked the four of them to volunteer to be our troop leaders for one more year. All four of them agreed.
Just like many other aspects of society, scouting had also come under pressure from government and social organizations for gender equity and diversity. Scouting was coming under a lot of pressure to merge with other scout organizations to offer more balance
Many scout troops were resisting the idea of female scout members. However, that was not the case with our troop. Our philosophy was to bring in as many scout girls and their delightful scout den mothers as possible for our twisted sexual shenanigans.
We were very familiar with a lot of the scout girl troops as a result of many team building jamborees that we had attended over the years. We knew which scout girl troops had the best looking girls, and of course, which troops had the best looking mature milf den mothers that we would like to exploit. We were the nasty scouts and we wanted to take advantage of as many of them as we could.
At our first joint scout meeting we had the chance to meet our eight new scout girl members and their four desirable den mothers. All the den mothers wore the typical uniform consisting of a khaki colored blouse and skirt, blue hat, and orange troop bandana. All the scout girls wore a white blouse with a green vest and a plaid skirt with cute little white socks.
One of the new den mothers suggested some team building activities to get to know each other better. She suggested that we should start by demonstrating our knot tying skills. We suggested that the girls tie up the scout boys first.
They had us sit on the floor with our hands behind our backs. They tied our wrists behind our backs, and tied our ankles and knees together. Their skills were impressive. None of us were able to work ourselves free.
It was now our turn to tie up the girls. We also suggested that we get a chance to tie up the den mothers. We wanted to make sure the delightful den mothers understood and felt our dominance over them in case we needed to use it. One of the den mothers objected to being tied up. We made note of her. At some point she would later pay the price.
Tying up the den mothers played into one of our favorite boyhood fantasies of damsels in distress. All us young scouts enjoyed looking at my father's Detective Magazine collection that always featured a mature women in distress on the verge of being ravaged and exploited in some way or another.
We jacked off to those magazines so many times the pages stuck together. My father was not happy but what could he do. We blackmailed him to shut the fuck up or we would show the magazines to mom. He never said another word.
We had the den mothers and the scout girls sit on kitchen chairs. Tying up the den mothers and the girls gave us a chance to pull their shoulders back to get an idea which girls and which den mothers had the most impressive tits.
The girls had quite a variety of young scout girl tits. Some nonexistent, some were small and some were full teen torpedo tits. We observed that all the new mature milf den mothers were loaded up top.
We made it a point to pull the den mother's arms way back and tight so that their tits and nipples were straining in their blouses. Sitting them in chairs gave us a chance to lightly touch their legs and maybe peek up their skirts while we tied their ankles and their knees together.
One of the new den mothers caught me red handed peeking up her skirt while I was tying her knees together. I could clearly see she was wearing white lace panties. She just smiled at me and said, "Focus on the task young man." I made a mental note of her for later. She had nasty milf written all over her.
One of our den mothers then mentioned our hypnotism games, and how much fun they were last year. All the scout girls thought that would be fun and wanted to try it. The new den mothers reluctantly agreed. Even the one bitch den mother that refused to be tied up thought it would be fun.
This would give us a chance to identify which scout girls and which of the new den mothers were susceptible to being hypnotized and potential targets for our nasty scout shenanigans.
One of our den mothers suggested that the girls be hypnotized first, so that their den mothers could watch and laugh. To our surprise, all eight of the scout girls quickly fell under the spell of our hypnotist. The new den mothers suggested that they do the typical fun games such as acting as if they were driving a car, dancing like a ballerina, acting like they were juggling. The new den mothers were having a great time laughing while watching the girls perform. The scout girls were then instructed to wake up.
Now it was time for the den mothers to be hypnotized. Some of the den mothers were reluctant but their scout girls pressured them to agree. This was the moment of truth. The pressure was on our scout hypnotist. We needed to see which of the new delightful den mothers would be potential targets for our next scheme. Our scout hypnotist did not let us down
All four of the new delightful girl scout den mothers quickly went into a trance. He took suggestions from the girls for what they wanted the mothers to do. The girls had them sing their favorite song, act like they just caught a big fish, acting like they were doing housework, and had them run in place.
All us guy scouts enjoyed watching the mature den mothers run in place. Their big mature hooters flopped up and down under heaving off their chests under their tight khaki blouses. All of us scouts looked at each other with evil thoughts of what we were going to do to these new delightful den mothers.
When they were snapped out of their trance, they asked the girls what they had made them do and everybody had a good laugh and enjoyed the game.
To our astonishment, one of our den mothers then mentioned last year's outdoor camping trip and asked if their troop had ever been on an overnight camping trip to test their outdoor skills. Our den mothers explained what a great time we had last year and that we would like to do it again this year and if their troop would like to join us? All the scout girls were excited about the idea and were pressing their den mothers to agree.
All of us guys looked at each other with nasty fantasies racing through our minds. We couldn't believe they were actually suggesting that eight scout girls and eight milf den mothers, all susceptible to hypnotism, spend a couple nights with us nasty scouts alone in the woods as potential damsels in distress. I could feel my cock already starting to grow.