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Metamorphosis Chapter 1b of 5 (MF first oral discovery naturism rom)
By Lawrence David Oct. 2003
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The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person,
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There may be references to real people in a historical context but
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WARNING:
This story contains material with explicit and sexual content that
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Thank you and enjoy. LHD.
Chapter 1b
On Saturday I picked Sally outside her apartment building. She was
waiting on the steps before I had arrived. I guess she was ready to go!
"Good morning Sally! Ready for a great day of riding?" I asked with
enthusiam.
"Yes I am!" Sally replied with equal enthusiam. "I like your Jeep!"
"I hope so. You're going to feel every part of this Jeep today!" as I
took off for the mountains.
We had a great time talking on the way to the trail. I hadn't really
thought about how old Sally was and was kind of surprised to find that
she was 27. She just seemed older than that. I guess it was partly her
appearance but also her maturity and marvelous skills and knowledge at
work. She seemed like the ageless expert. Also talking about her Girl
Scout and other experiences kept reminding me that she was a woman. I
guess I really just thought of her as a bud from work - sex wasn't
relevant.
When we got to the trail it was early enough that the woods still had
that morning smell. I got out of the Jeep and said "Guys on the left,
Girls on the right." and went off to empty my bladder before we started
getting bounced around. I came back and got out my camera, my GPS unit,
and water bottles and put them in the places I had tie downs for them. I
waited for Sally's return.
She finally came back and said "Sorry, it took a while. I wasn't really
ready but then realized that I should before we started getting jostled
so I had to force it. It's feeling warm, should I take off my jacket?"
"No, problem. I had to wait for the GPS unit to capture the satellite
signals anyway. I think you should keep your jacket on for now. I
think we'll move at a decent pace on this early part of the trail so the
motion through the shady forest should keep you cool enough. If you
want to stop and take it off just let me know. Can you navigate?"
"Sure, I'm good at maps." I was sure she was right. She had an uncanny
ability to unravel the most complex problem at work. I had no doubt she
could deal with a topo map.
"How does this GPS unit work?" she asked.
"Well, there are 12 satellites, and each sends a timing signal..."
"I know that silly. I was asking how to read the unit. Would you like
me to explain the mathematical equation used to interpolate our position
from the satellite signals while we ride?" she asked with a smirk.
"No thank you. I got the message. Ok, I've set the GPS to read in
longitude and lattitude so you can correlate to the readings on the grid
on the topo map. Some day I'll get a display that is direct reading on
a map but I'm having a little problem justifying that right now." I said
a bit embarrassed that I had to clear this with my wife.
"Ok, got it. Let's go! I want to see as much as we can today!" Sally
was ready.
I kept the Jeep in regular gearing to save gas and noise until the trail
got harder where we really needed the lower gearing and we took off. It
was a gorgeous day! We saw quite a bit of wildlife on the trail. The
trail didn't seem that well used and had quite a bit of undergrowth.
This slowed things down a bit since I didn't want to hit a rock that was
hidden by some weeds but we made ok progress as we each pointed out
sights along the way.
We stopped for a break after about 2 hours and it was finally warm
enough to take off our jackets. I took mine off and headed for the
'boys room'. I came back and waited for Sally. A bit later a woman
came out of the woods and it took me a couple of moments to realize it
was Sally. She had on a knit top that clung to her fairly well (I guess
she had been sweating under her jacket) but the amazing thing was that
this was not a 'potato' top! Sally was fairly well endowed and her
waist was remarkably narrow with, what appeared to be, a flat belly.
Sally looked at me and said "What? What's the matter?"
"Um, nothing Sally, uh, I thought I saw a bird behind you on a branch."
I lied.
Sally turned and looked and as she did I watched how her shirt tightened
around her and felt oddly drawn to the place where her arms extended
from her sleeveless top. She had far more 'shape' than I ever would
have dreamed. As she turned back I said "There wasn't anything there, I
just thought I saw something." Thinking to myself that I couldn't
believe what I saw.
As we resumed our ride I was thinking about this sudden surprise and it
made me start to question my other assumptions. I found myself looking
over at Sally while she was looking out her side of the Jeep. I looked
at her breasts that were nicely bouncing along with the trail, her
surprisingly flat belly, and then at her pants - both her legs and butt
trying to imagine what was underneath. She had baggy jeans on so it was
hard to tell exactly but I have a good brain for spatial relations so as
she moved and one piece of clothing pressed against her I could 'record'
that in my mind and with each subsequently new piece of information I
could form a composite image of Sally's lower body in my mind. The
results were very disturbing. Nothing like I had ever imagined. I felt
myself sweating. Longing for a cool breeze or something to cool down.
Eventually Sally said "You've been quiet for a while. What are you
thinking?".
"Oh, nothing. I was just enjoying the scenery and the company. I
really appreciate it that you were willing to come on this trip Sally."
"Are you kidding? This is great! I've been cooped up so long I was
going to turn into a mushroom! This is just what I've needed and I
didn't know it. Your problem is going to be trying to get rid of me!"
I thought to myself "I can't imagine why I would want to do that!"
We finally reached the lake around 11:00. We came over this hill and had
anticipated the scene both from the increasing altitude, the obvious
clearing up ahead, and the knowledge we both had of where we were on the
map. The scene was beautiful! Sally let out a gasp as I stopped the
Jeep to look.
"WOW! This is perfect!" Sally said reverently. She looked at me and
said "Boy am I glad you got this Jeep and that you brought me along!
Thank you." and she turned back to enjoy the view. I don't know what
happened but her words grabbed my heart and made it soar and I turned to
her and enjoyed the view. I thought to myself "I don't care if that is
a potato bottom. I really like this woman!" and I knew that it was
only my conservatism that made me use the word 'like'. I felt like a
teenager - I haven't felt like this in years - decades even!
"Ok, calm down." I said to myself "This is just a Saturday ride. Don't
get carried away."
I looked back at the lake and then slowly drove down to the shore. We
parked the Jeep and set up a blanket and the cooler for a nice picnic
lunch. It was still too early to eat so I started walking around taking
photos most of which included Sally. Sally did her own exploring and
decided to see how the water was. The lake looked very clean. It must
have been spring fed and was therefor probably pretty cold. Sally
rolled up her pants legs so she could wade in and I took the opportunity
to test my 'potato' theory - nope no potato there. Her ankles were very
finely 'turned' as they used to say. I think that is a very appropriate
term - 'turned' as in either a fine piece of furniture or a robust
sturdy foundation for some heavy piece of equipment. I think nature
does a great job designing the right ankle for the job and, if my theory
was correct, Sally was a very nice piece of 'furniture' indeed.
I saw Sally dip her feet in the lake and then jump out a say "Ayeh, is
that cold!" She looked a bit longer and then went back in slowly
working her way up to just below her knees. My theory was looking more
and more promising.
Sally said "You know, it's pretty refreshing once you get used to it.
Maybe we should go for a swim."
"Swim! You just said it was freezing!" I said thinking she was teasing.
"Try it out. It really is quite nice and look how clean it is. The
only time you'll get any water this clean it will reek of clorine! God!
Just look at it!"
I had to admit it looked inviting. I took off my shoes and socks and
waded in. After I got over the shock I thought "Wow, this is pretty
nice." It sure would rinse off the road duck we picked up on the way
here. I thought what the hell and asked "So Sally, are you suggesting we
go skinny dipping?" I asked hopefully.
"NO Jack, we can go in our underwear. You swim on this side and I'll go
in over there." she said pointing further down the shore. We'll meet in
the middle."
I thought "Too bad." but it still sounded nice so said "Ok, last one in
is a rotten egg!" and started pulling off my shirt.
Sally laughed and ran down the shore "You keep your eyes to yourself
now."
"Yeah sure." I thought as I watched her get undressed. I quickly
stripped to my jockey shorts and watched with keen interest to see how
much my mental image matched the real thing. I was pleasantly surprised
as I saw a lovely image of a slim, healthy young lady emerge from the
chrysalis of those baggy clothes. Sally didn't waste any time modelling
for me as she quickly dove into the water. She came up screaming how
cold it was. I decided I was not going to be outdone by this young lady
and dove in as well.
I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE! God was it cold!
I came up thinking that I was going to have to break through the ice!
Wow, I had quickly forgotten about road dust! My only problem now is
that the cold water forced my nuts into my Adam's apple. Christ it was
cold. I swam to the center quickly just to keep my blood from
solidifying.
As I reached about the 50 yard mark Sally caught up with me and said
"Nice lake huh?"
"NICE! What are you some kind of masochist?" I shouted.
"You mean you don't like this?" she teased. Then she splashed me and
before I could splash her back she dove under the water. I looked
around trying to figure out where she would come up and then started to
panic when she didn't surface. I looked around and then finally looked
under the water to see if I could see her. I then realized two things.
1) With the water this clear it was very easy to see underwater. 2) she
was holding her position under me looking up. What? Was she looking at
my underwear? With my nuts in my throat and my dick probably about a
1/4" long at this point she was probably pretty damned disappointed.
I tried to play the same game with her but she swam away every time I
went under the water so knew what I was up to. Too smart this one I
smiled to myself. We swam and played for a while and she started to get
winded. Occasionally Sally would forget how she was 'dressed' and begin
to float on her back. I would enjoy the show until she remembered and
ducked back under the water. I finally snuck under the water after one
of these 'duck' cycles and she was treading water - I knew she wouldn't
be in for long and my chances of seeing her were getting slim. I
quietly slipped under the water and moved down and looked in her
direction. I was behind her but what I saw made me gasp. God she had a
figure to die for! I don't know how she had kept this secret for all
the time we knew her but she had wonderfully graceful curves and perfect
proportions. I tried to swim around her to get a front view but she
must have realized where I was and started swimming away. I enjoyed the
kicks her legged made even though it was short lived. I went back up to
the surface.
"Nice try Jack." she said as I surfaced. At least she had a sense of
humor about it. "I think I have to get out. I'm tired and the cold is
too much."
"Yeah, ok, see you on the shore."
"Well, I'll do my best to make sure you don't 'see' me." she said almost
as a challenge.
We both swam to our respective shorelines and I started to consider the
logisitical problem we now faced that our underwear was wet but we had
no towels to dry off. I was thinking about this as I was enjoying the
warm sun on my body when I heard a whimper from Sally.
"Jack, oh God, what does a tick look like?" Sally called over to me.
"Well, it depends. Around here the ticks would probably be brown maybe
with a white spot on it. Why?"
"Oh man, I think I have a tick on me! How do I get rid of it!" Sally was
starting to panic.
"Relax. They are fairly easy to remove. I have some tweezers in my
medical kit in the Jeep. I'll bring it to you. Um, is ok if I bring it
over?" I said respecting Sally's privacy.
"YES! Hurry will you! I don't want this thing sucking my blood out!"
I got my medical kit and ran over to Sally before she got any more
panicky. I've been in the woods enough to have developed a fairly
nonchalant attitude about ticks. Sure they're a nuisance and you can
get some diseases from them but if you keep an eye on things and remove
them carefully you generally don't have any problems. It was Sally
getting out of control I was most concerned about.
I approached Sally and she was sort of antsy looking down at her leg.
MAN did she look good! She had a perfect body and the wet underwear
left very little to the imagination. "What are you doing?" she screamed
"Get this thing off of me!"
"Ok, Ok. Relax, where is it?" I asked I was looking down her leg and
didn't see anything.
"Here! Get it off!" as she turned her leg out and there it was - on the
inside of her magnificent thigh about six inches below her most
magnificent pussy!
"Ok, settle down. Why don't you sit down so you're not moving and I can
get a reliable grip on it." I thought for a second and decided I would
kick myself in the butt for asking this but I guess I was too nice a guy
not to - "Um, would you like to do it yourself considering where it is?"
"God No! I don't want to leave some poisonous sucker in my skin! You
know how to do this right?" she said now thinking that maybe I didn't
know either.
Now I knew there was no 'poisonous sucker' to worry about but decided
that I had gone far enough giving her the opportunity. I wasn't going
to get too chivalrous about this!
"Sure, I've pulled hundreds of these things off of me and others." this
was true. "You need to be REAL careful to prevent the poisonous suckers
from being left behind." this was not true. I should have felt bad but
this was just too good a situation to pass up.
"Sit back, relax, and for goodness sake Don't Move!" I instructed in my
most officious tone. Sally really looked scared. She sat down and
spread her legs slightly so I could access the tick. I knelt down next
to her and leaned over to get a closer look. Sure enough, there was
that pesky devil. One quick pull and he'd be gone - but, I don't want
to be too careless I thought to myself with a smile. I had the tweezers
in my right hand and I was on her left side. I placed my left hand on
her knee and gently moved her leg to open them up more. God she felt
good!
"What are you doing?" she asked as I spread her legs.
"I'm sorry Sally but I need to get better leverage on this guy. The way
he's in you I need to orient your legs differently." I lied. As I moved
her leg I caught my breath as I saw her pussy hair through her wet
panties and it was also peeking out from under the panty leg bands.
Hmmm, so she is a natural dirty blonde but would have been surprised if
it had been different. I can't believe I'm looking at this gorgeous
pussy with only this thin wet fabric between my eyes and her sweetness.
"Hurry will you?" Sally was starting to get impatient - I was pushing
my luck but one more thing to try.
I moved my right hand with the tweezers to grip the tick and steadied my
hand by resting my pinky on her upper thigh. As I moved my hand I curled
my pinky to 'accidently' touch Sally's panty covering her clit. Sally
jumped and said very sternly "Jack, I'm beginning to think that you are
not concentrating on removing this tick but you're looking at my crotch
instead. If you want to look at my crotch - that's ok just get rid of
that tick first!"
"Wow!" I thought. I can't believe my luck - she's going to let me
continue looking at her pussy. With that I grabbed the tick and had it
removed in a flash.
"There" I said proudly now thinking that I would move onto much more
interesting things.
"Is it out?" Sally asked concerned.
"Yup. Dr. Wilson to the rescue." and Dr. Wilson ready to begin a new
examination as I turned back toward Sally. No sooner had I turned when
Sally kicked me out of the way and stood up.
"Hey, is that any way to treat your hero? I thought you said I could
'look' some more once the tick was out." I whined.
"Yeah well I lied." Sally said somewhat angrily.
I was actually stunned. Not from the fact that I couldn't complete my
'examination' but actually surprised that Sally had lied.
"I never expected you to lie Sally." I said with genuine disappointment
in my voice.
"Well, I figure it's ok to lie when I'm being held hostage by a tick
stuck to my leg!" She shouted.
I couldn't disagree with her there and finally said. "I'm sorry Sally.
I shouldn't have taken advantage the way I did. Ticks really aren't
that big a deal for me so I was just using the 'opportunity' to be a
dirty old man I guess. I'm really sorry. Please don't be too mad at
me."
"Well, I understand what you did but I am mostly upset that you didn't
consider how frightened I was." Sally said with tears in her eyes.
I stood up and hugged her. "You're right Sally. That was inconsiderate
of me. Can I make it up to you by providing a 'gourmet' meal of peanut
butter and jelly sandwiches?" I said trying to lighten the mood a
little.
I guess it worked because Sally slapped my ass (which really hurt with
my wet skivvies) and said "Sure, just don't let it happen again."
Then she said "And I guess this also removes the 'logisitical' problem
we had since we have no towels. We might as well just stay in these and
air dry." I couldn't agree more as I escorted her back to the Jeep.
Walking with her reminded how different she actually looked from what I
had always thought of her. I wanted to say something but decided to
keep my mouth shut while we still had a truce.
I leaned against the Jeep while Sally sat on a log next to the Jeep
while we ate our lunch. "You make a mean PB&J Mr. Wilson. I must be
hungry cause these taste great!"
"That's 'Dr. Wilson' and it always seems like food just tastes 200
percent better in a place like this." I was about to continue talking
about outdoor meals when Sally said "Oh Oh, Look!" as she pointed to my
shin.
I looked down and there was a tick. "Do you think that's the one you
pulled from me?" Sally asked getting a bit concerned.
"No, I'm afraid not. Looks like we ran into a batch of these when we
stopped on the trail. I'll pull this out but I've got some bad news."
Sally had a look of fear cross her face "What, what's wrong?"
"Well, this is going to sound self-serving but one tick is a nuisance.
More than one tick means that a full inspection is called for. These
aren't really that dangerous so if you want to wait until we get back to
home where you can have someone, um, nicer, help look you over then that
would probably be ok."
"Ok, you mean wait hours before I can find if a tick is sucking on me?
No way! You better behave yourself though. This is purely medical - you
get it buster?" Sally asked with a vengance that seemed partly from
strength of character and partly from fear of ticks.
"Yes, Sally. I'm really sorry about before and I'll be good this time.
Sincerely - see a tick and remove it - no funny business - I promise."
I started to get my kit. "Also, we should probably put some antibiotic
on your tick bite. I thought about it earlier but thought you would
think I was being conniving again if I suggested it."
"Well I know how to put antibiotic on myself silly. You wouldn't need
to do it!"
"Oh yeah, for some reason I hadn't considered that." I said sincerely.
Sally looked at me and shook her head as she understood I was probably
telling the truth.
"Men! Ok," she took a deep breath "what do we do?"
"Well, first let's get this little bugger off of me and get antibiotic
on both bites before we forget."
"Forget! God I'm going to have nightmares about this! I'll never
forget." Sally was exasperated.
I quickly pulled the tick off and Sally was nice enough to dab both of
us with antibiotic.
"Ok, now we really need to do a thorough inspection. You wouldn't
believe where I've found ticks in the past." I said honestly. "If you
want we can do me first if your embarrassed. Lord knows I am."
"No, if I have any more ticks on me I want to get them off ASAP! Let's
do me first."
Continued in Chapter 1c
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