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Subject: Umstead Encounter (mg, teen boy/young girl, first time, mutual masturbation, oral, no penetration)
Date: Wed, 09 Jun 2004 02:53:44 -0000
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Umstead Encounter (mg, teen boy/young girl, first time,
mutual masturbation, oral, no penetration)
by
PlanetDweller
The air smelled heavy of ozone as the storm front bullied
its way over the forest canopy. A single raindrop hit my
cheek, then another. As a crack of lightning split the
sound barrier and a rolling of thunder bellowed forth from
it, an almost mouse-squeaky cry came from a distant echo
far but near "help!...anyone, Help!....HELP!".
Raindrops began pissing on my face with increasing
coverage. I picked up my pace of walking to near-running a
little, though being hopelessly lost my internal compass
normally reliable and the woods of Umstead State Park being
mapped in my mind from walking them since childhood
suddenly useless there was no telling where or what or whom
I was running to, only that a now-more-clear voice of a
small child was calling out to anyone "...HELP!!!!".
Treetops melded into a greying to blackening sky as my ears
radared to the voice so pitifully crying out. Grabbing my
backpacker's poncho out of my daypack, my borrowed 35mm
camera was quickly covered inside a couple of extra garbage
bags brought along just for this purpose as my body was
equally quickly covered by the dank green darkness of my
poncho.
"Of all days..." I couldn't help but think to myself
"...I had to pick this one to try to get photos for my
Photography Merit Badge, supposedly a crip merit badge if
there ever was one, just so I could get my Life Scout
ranking before my fourteenth birthday and almost insure my
Eagle Scout designation in a couple of years...and with a
borrowed expensive 35mm camera that would take me months to
pay for if it got damaged by the rain..." my thoughts
pinging inside my brain as my legs pinged up and down a
couple of ridgelines following the now slightly fading cry
for help.
First the bike was noticed near the bottom of a steep
ravine just down the hill from where I stood. A modified
child-size BMX bike was wrapped so completely around the
trunk of an not-too-old six-inch-diameter or so water oak
tree that it would have taken two or three grown men let
alone me one teenage boy to pry it loose from its embrace
of the living wood. Half-running half-stumbling down the
embankment another faint cry was heard.
"Hello...Hell-lll-ooo!!!...is anyone there?!?....help!"
"Helooooo!..." I yelled back "....I'm here, I'm coming!"
"Hurry please, help me!"
Twenty or thirty feet below the wrecked bike hugging the
tree at the very bottom of the ravine was a little girl of
about eight or nine clutching her ankle in obvious pain.
The rain slowed for a moment as the skies got darker and
what was left of the afternoon sun dropped even further
behind the horizon below the clouds making the still
booming thunder even more ominous.
"Hi..." I chirped as I approached her "...I'm Billy..."
"Hi Billy..."I'm Julie....can you help me?...I'm lost, and
I think my ankle's broke..."
"Let me take a look...I do have my First Aid merit
badge..." pointing to it on my Scout jacket.
She seemed grateful as I quickly looked in her eyes to see
if she might be shocky, then scanned her over to see if she
might be injured otherwise. Except for a deep scratch on
her right forearm the only injury apparent was her left
ankle which sported a deep black angry looking bruise.
Touching it just a little she screamed "...OWWW!!!...Billy,
that hurts!"
"Sorry Julie, but I gotta see if it's broke or not..."
Gently pulling on her foot, she screamed a blooyhellmurder
scream that hurts my ears just inches away and overwhelmed
the sound a nearby lightning crack and thunderboomer as the
rain picked up once more. "Yep, I think it's broke,
Julie...I gotta get you out of this rain, here, take my
poncho".
Sacrificing my body to possible hypothermia as the wind now
gustled down the sides of the ravine and the rain felt
increasing colder I helped her to her feet, she standing
stork-like on one leg as my pack was dropped and my poncho
enshrouded her.
"Thanks...you're nice..." she coughed through her pain.
"We need to find shelter...and build a fire...can you walk
any at all?"
"I think so, if you help me..."
"...I noticed an outcropping up near the top of the hill
where a big boulder was sticking out of the side of the
ravine...we could use it as a windbreak and build a fire
there...can you make it?"
"Can you carry me on your back?"
"I can try."
Knelling down she limped atop my back wrapping her legs
around my waist and hugging my neck as I arose too quickly
almost falling backwards before regaining my balance.
Cutting a nearby small tree down with my short machete to
use as a walking stick I slowly inched my way back up the
slope towards the giant old quartz boulder noticed on the
way down. Once there we both noticed that boulder had
hidden a slight secret, a shallow mini-cave just four or
five feet deep and three or four feet high into the
hillside one side of the boulder forming the right side of
the "cave". Critters of some sort, probably a small bear or
similar, had obviously used it recently judging by the
smell of fresh shit of some sort inside but the main thing
was that they won't in there right then so we could use it.
Bending down a little in front of it I motioned for her to
go on inside.
"You're not going to leave me, are you!" she exclaimed.
"No, Julie, don't worry, I just need to try find us some
stuff for a fire before the rain wets everything, I'll be
right here, just get your hinny inside the hollow for now,
I'll stay in eyesight of you, promise."
Borrowing my poncho back but giving her my emergency Scout
"Rescue Blanket", a large piece of fabricized tinfoil yes
but in an emergency like this a near-sure-cure to prevent
deadly hypothermia, she wrapped it around herself as a
shudder of shivers wracked her body for a moment. I peered
in her eyes once more which seemed to irritate her more
than comfort her.
"I'm okay, Billy, okay?...please just build us a fire,
please!"
Within moments an ugly but effective fire was warming us
both inside our little earthern hutch as the rain really
started pelting heavy just outside, drops splattering off
the ground with enough speed to splash back in on us
sometimes.
"What happened to you, Julie?...what are you, what were you
doing out here?...how did't happen?"
"I was riding my new BMX bike with my parents on the bike
trail when our dog Fluffy started chasing sometime and my
parents speed ahead of me to try to keep from losing him
and then I came to a fork in the trail and took the wrong
one and then I though I heard them on a trail below me so I
tried to shortcut through the woods and wrecked my bike and
wrecked my new bike and..." her thoughts drifting away as
her gaze shifted away from me and down and sideways towards
the fire in front of us at the entrance to our protective
cuddy.
"I'm sure you're parents are worried sick, Julie...they've
probably made it to a ranger's station by now and they've
got rescue crews looking like crazy for you..."
"...I hope, Billy, I hope..."
"...I'm sure they do...they'll find us soon...Umstead
Park's not that big and we're not that far off from a
couple of trails...we just need to stay put and they'll
find us...promise..."
"...promise?..."
"...Promise!"
I put my arm around her and pulled her close to me, the
rescue blanket crinkling up chirpingly between us. Her
breathing became deeper and more regular. Our breaths soon
matched in each other in harmony as the flames from the
fire eased downward towards the forming bed of coals
between us. In the distant a hoot owl whooped his welcome
to the fallen dusk which now engulfed the arbor bastion
around us, the rainclouds above us being pushed to the east
by the chilled late spring wind now billowing even unto our
protective enclave.
"The searchers will have an easier time finding us if I get
a signal fire going...the rain's stopped just enough...I'll
be right back."
Damp logs fueled by fresh redhot coals coughed up a dense
smoke mushroom cloud to the heavens which I knew could
probably be seen by low-flying airplanes or helicopters
even during the night. Easing back to the back of the cave
and close to my newfound friend the fire in front of our
minicave gave focal perspective to the smokepot fire a few
feet further away out atop the damp forest floor. The frame
was set and not to be missed. Digging out the 35mm from
inside the protective garbage bag coverings no longer
needed, a few frames of the fire-on-fire we taken along
with another couple of Julie, which both amused her and
gently pissed her off.
"Billy, stop that!..." she bounced only half-jokingly.
"Okay...how's the ankle?..."
"...it hurts worse, it's beginning to ache, bad..."
"...want me to rub it?..."
"...NO!...but will you get close to me under the
blanket?...I'm getting colder..."
"...sure..."
The space blanket warmed us a little as we huddled together
underneath it but the reality was even with all our
bodyheat being trapped by it that our damp clothes were
just soaking our mutual heat and putting us at risk of
going hyopthermic.
"Julie, our clothes are just too wet, we'll never get warm
like this, we're going to have to take our clothes off and
let them dry by the fire and then we'll put them back on
and be okay...until they dry, we need to hug each other
close under the blanket to stay warm..."
"You mean nekkid?...together?..." she replied with a less
than naively innocent look in her eyes.
"...yes, naked, together, next to each other, under the
blanket...either that or we might get too cold and be in
danger..."
She gazed at me for just a second suspiciously but
shivering shed her clothes as quickly as I was also doing,
propping them up on sticks as best we could near the fire.
Under the silver and orange covering of the aluminum fabric
space blanket we gently embraced, my arms pulling her close
to me, her legs intertwining with mine.
"Thank you, Billy, you're nice..."
"You're nice too, Julie, you're nice too...now sleep..."
"...my ankle's hurtin' too bad to sleep..."
"...I know..then just rest, just rest..."
Our cocoon of NASA technology saving our warmth as the cold
wind from behind the cold front that had pushed the storm
on through whistled whirlingly around us inside our earthen
uterine hollow our breathing once again matched each
other's as we held each other closer. Then, God help me it
couldn't be help, my Beavis raised itself against her body.
"What's that?..." she whispered feeling my engorging
manhood pressing against her leg.
"That?...oh...that's my...that's my cock, Julie..."
"...why is getting bigger?...."
I didn't know what to say. In all my years of jacking off
to Playboys and Penthouses and Hustlers I never had the
thought of having sex, actual real live sex with anyone
other than a real live centerfold adult woman ever crossed
my mind. Even the cuntboppers my age who let me fool around
with them some but never get passed third base didn't
interest near as much as a grown woman with nice large
titties. Yet the reality of the moment couldn't be denied.
Julie, perfect little eight or nine year old titless flat
as a pancake hairless cunny Julie was naked beside me under
our blanket and my horns were a'risin'.
"...it's getting bigger because I'm excited...because
you're naked and I'm naked and we're huggin' together and
it wants to fuck your pussy..."
"...my, my pussy?..."
"...that..." I prompted as my right hand found and caressed
her tiny slit. Her expression went blank for a moment as my
finger diddled her middle.
"...you want to put your..."
"...my cock, Julie..."
"...your cock inside me...there?!?...it's too big!..."
"...I know...and you're too young, too..."
"...no I'm not!..."
"...yes, you are...that, and even if you weren't, your
cunny's still too small for my cock to fit inside it..."
"...can I see your cock better, Billy?..."
"...sure..."
Easing out from underneath the blanket I knelt before her
and stroked myself hard. Julie's eyes never broke gaze for
a second.
"Suck it Julie..."
"Suck it?...no way!...why would you want me to do that?..."
"...because it feels good...tell you what...let me suck
you, your cunny, and then if you like it you can suck
me..."
"...well...okay.." her expression changing as her eyes
widened.
Making as much of a bed as I could from my daypack and the
space blanket I gently pushed her back towards the slopping
rear of the small cave and spread her legs wide before
muffdiving headon between her parting legs. Licking and
licking for ten then fifteen then twenty minutes and more
she seemed to enjoy it, bucking a little but not a whole
lot only once in a while forcing her tasteless except a
slight salty I assumed minuscule urine flavored cunt into
my face.
"Are you enjoying this, Julie?.." I finally asked.
"Yeah, Billy, it's okay, but you say you wanna me to suck
your thing?..."
"...yeah..."
"...okay..."
Switching places she propped herself atop my outstretched
legs and began her oralling of me. The glowing light from
our fire arm's reach away outlined and highlighted the
perfectly smooth skin of her perfectly perfect young face
as she strained a little to open up wide enough to take my
shaft all the way as my hands lovingly held her cheeks
between them and urged her to let me cock go as deep inside
her mouth as she could take. Then without warning, not more
than five minutes after she began, I came...and came...and
came, Julie gagging for a moment before easing up almost
hitting her head on the shallow roof on our cavehome.
"What was that?
"That was my come...my semen...what makes a baby when it's
squirted inside a woman..."
"...oh....THAT..." her voice trailing off with apparent
knowingly non-innocence as she tried to resume her sucking
off of my now deflating cock "...why did't go down,
Billy?.."
"...because once a man comes, his cock goes down..."
"...forever?!!!?..."
"...no, not forever, silly..." I replied as I playfully
tapped her on the shoulder as she still straddled my
outstretched legs "...only for a while, until he can
recover enough to get it back up, usually an hour or so
maybe less, then it can get back up and he can come
again..."
"...neat!..."
Reaching for her to pull her closer to me to kiss her I
moved her wrong and was rewarded with a screaming shout
"...hey, Billy, that hurt!...be careful!..." as she rolled
to the ground grasping her ankle and mumbling at me not to
do it again. Getting her to come back under the blanket
with me I just held her close and told her I was sorry for
accidentally hurting her ankle, told her over and over
again.
"It's okay..."
"No, it's not okay...I a-m sorry, Julie, I'm sorry..." the
bright of the fire now had faded to the glow of dying
coals. "...I need to go get some more firewood, the fire's
dying..." as a large animal cracked some branches underpaw
not too far from us outside our cave.
"Don't leave me, Billy, don't leave me..." she implored.
"Okay, I won't, I won't, promise..."
Under the blanket my finger again found her tiny clit and
slit. It wasn't going to be denied this time. Forcing it in
to the second knuckle she gasped a little while looking
directly into my eyes and rising to meet my finger, her
hand now grasping my rising cock. Poking her loosening
cunttunnel for all it was worth tearing her hymen in the
process her smallish little girl hands grabbed my cock and
squeezed and pumped it for all she could muster our rhythm
of poke and stroke in perfect timing. She leaned even
closer to me as her mouth met mine in a kiss as our bodies
melded together the flux of my come squirting between her
yin and my yang as our youthful exuberance smithed a new
flesh alloy of discovered passions and desire. Pulling my
hand away for a moment no virginal blood was scented or
seen through the twilight of the cave, only the scent of
young womanhood found, so my hand burrowed its way back
under our lifegiving covering and rested once again atop
the happiest place it had ever found. Light naps came to
both of us before a gagging whiff of dank smoke hit our
nostrils at the same time, what was left of the coals now
dying to grey embers.
"Gotta do the fire, Julie.."
"Billy, don't worry about it..."
"Let me check our clothes...the fire's out now
anyway...maybe they're dry by now..."
She tried to playfully pull me back to her as I scooted the
few feet to the front of the cave to check on our homemade
sticks and wicks clothesdryer. Yep, they were dry,
dammitall. Stoking the ashes and blowing them hearth'd
enough flickering light from what unburned wood was left
inside the logring fireplace to where we could see to put
on our clothes correctly, scooting back under the blanket
afterwards to cuddle once more before drifting off the
sleep.
Not sure when we feel asleep I was damn sure when we next
awoke. 4AM in the frigging morning! The sounds of large
humans cracking damp twigs undeneath feet and yells of
"Julie!...Julie!!!...Julie!!!" from assorted different
voices of men and woman told me that her parents had indeed
found the ranger's station and that a search party had been
organized and yes we both had been found safe and alive,
her broken ankle aside. I scrambled out of our earthen
hollow shelter and called back to them "...we're
here!....we're HERE!!!..", what looked like a small platoon
of rescuers with flashlights atop hats and in hands all
running towards us.
"Mom!...Mom, Dad, Mom!!!.." Julie cried as she tried to
limp towards her onrushing parents, she leaning against me
for support as she one-legged-hopped as best we could
towards them.
"At least..." I silently thought to myself "...we had
gotten dressed before they found us...that would have been
some mess otherwise..."
I didn't know what to do next. I hadn't even asked Julie's
last name or where she lived. I definitely wanted to see
her again. But what could I do?
"Thank you..." an older man said speaking to me "...thank
you for saving my little girl..." he being obviously
Julie's dad, what I had done to protect us from the now-
passed storm being evident..."....if there's anything I can
ever do..."
"Well..." I said, thinking as quickly as I could "... if
you wouldn't mind, would you please tell my Scoutmaster
about how I found your little girl, errrrr, Julie, and
saved her from the storm and cold after she broke her
ankle?..."
"....certainly...sure, uuuhhhh...."
"...Billy, Billy Davidson..."
"...sure, Billy, I'd be happy to...here, write down your
name and address and phone number and I'll call you later
this week...here's my business card if you need to contact
me..."
"...thank you..."
"...you just call later and tell me what you want to tell
your Scoutmaster and I'll be happy to make sure you get the
recognition you deserve...you're a brave young man,
Billy..."
"...thank you again, mister,...."
"Jim Holder...and her mom there is Rebeccca...Rebecca and
Jim Holder...we live off of Maynard Road near East Cary
Middle Elementary where Julie goes to school at..."
"...can I come over and see Julie sometime after she gets
back home from the hospital and see how she's doing?..."
"...certainly, Billy, you'll always be welcome in our home
as an honored guest!..." he finished replying, my prayers
now answered.