The Cabin

	Their parents came out of the bar with their three cases of beer and two large bags of ice to fill the tubs.

	"We are about five minutes from the state line, then we will turn left and cross the Tioga River then left for five miles to the cabin," Victor instructed his wife .
The two car caravan headed back up the highway steadily heading up the mountain.

	"There's the bridge," yelled Joe, causing Victor to slam on the brakes and almost getting rear ended by his wife. The bridge was a one lane sturcture with wooden tracks for the cars to ride on, the  dirt road to the cabin, ran along side the fast moving river and had a lot of ruts and bumps, Diane was sitting on John's hand, his fingers in her wet ,juicy pussy, stimulating her even more over the bounces. 

	"There it is"hollered Joe, pointing to the large L-shaped single story frame house, the sign along the driveway read "Mineville Hunting Club". Joe scrambled from the car and began giving work assignments.

	"John you fetch the firewood and the coal and get the fireplace and cookstove ready, Diane and Vicki start unloading the cars just put the bags inside till we decide who is going where everyone will be. Vic, lets get that tub of beer out of the trunk and put in the shade under those trees by the screened porch.Then we will prime the water pump"

    	Meanwhile the women were inside the cabin deciding what the sleeping arrangements would be and what additional supplies they would need before the little grocery and supply store which was 15 miles away closed.The first room was a large kitchen with a wood and coal burning cookstove and a big double sink which with no running water but just a drain to the outside. The cabinets were filled with all the kitchenware they could need, the fridge was plugged in and clean but empty.

	"Looks like all we need is food," said Ann.

	There were two bedrooms for the adults and the teens would sleep in the back bunkhouse. There was a small room with a shower hooked up to a water closet and a large tub. The outhouse was out side on a septic tank.John was building the fires and Diane and Vicki carried the water. 

	 Everything seemed to be going smoothly, and John and the girls are getting along, thought Victor, not aware of how good John and Diane were getting on.

	"I'll make your bed John," said Diane wanting make sure he would be close to her.

	"All the chores are done, let's go down to the river," taking his hand and running out the back screen door  across the field to the river, The fast moving river made a bend just where they were standing causing ripples which were sparkling from the glow of the setting  sun, looking like a thousands of fireflies.

	"It is so beautiful," sighed Diane.

	"Yes you are,' said John, reaching around from the back and slipping his hands beneath her shirt unclasping her bra., while glancing back to the cabin already dark in the recesses of the mountainside. "It will be dark in a minute , no one will see us."
He unbuttoned his jeans letting them fall to the ground, and took his well used erect tool out of his jockeys, lifting her short skirt he pulled her panties aside and inserted himself between her legs the tight panties holding his penis firmly aginst her quivering vulva.

	John was the best basketball player in the county and a straight A student several major colleges were scouting him, he knew that getting a girl pregnant would be the kiss of death to a college career.He had seen too many of his older friends lose a chance to go to college by knocking up a young girl, and were now working in the coal mines.

	"This is as far as we can go," gasped John gently massaging her lovely breasts

	"We'll see" whispered Diane in a soft sexy voice, rubbing her hands over her wet panties onto his rock hard penis, which exploded  for the third time, Diane slid her hand inside her panties moving him against her labia causing her to have her fourth orgasm.

	Diane was not a virgin when she was fourteen, her mother in the hospital, her father came home drunk and molested her. She never told anyone, and has hated her father since then.

	Returning with the groceries, Anna exclaimed, " It is to late to cook let's go to that roadhouse for hamburgers."

	"We are going to stay here and cook hot dogs in the fireplace,"  answered John , going outside and cutting some branches to skewer the hot dogs.

	After eating Vicki immediately went to sleep, Diane taking a black silk teddi with her, went to wash up and brush her teeth.

	Returning she turned all the lights out , the room lit only by the full moon shining through the windows. Stopping at John's bedside, her protruding pointed breasts causing the teddi to fall straight down from her nipples,  letting her wet white panties shine brightly in the moonlight.

	"Good night John baby, I had a wonderful time today , dream about me." crawling into bed across from John.

	At Daybreak, she looked over at John, in a sound sleep, lying on his back, big smile on his face, and his hard penis sticking straight into the air . 

	Diane thought about the night her father molested her, how repulsive it felt, and how much she hated him aftelward. She thought nice it would be to have sex on her tenns, when her vagina would be ready to accept a man, without thee hurt and pain she suffered with her father's rape. 

	She placed one hand between her legs touching her clitoris; the other hand found her breast Caressing both areas, she became aroused, the mound of hair becoming moist as she spread the lips to her throbbing clitoris. 

	She looked over at John wondering, could she put his penis inside, without waking him, if she couldn't, she could pretend she was walking in her sleep. 

	Gently she touched his hard penis, being careful not to wake him. After a few minutes, satisfied, he was still soundly sleeping, she crawled into the bed straddling him, , she wrapped her fingers around its head, waiting again, her loins pounding and aching in anticipation. Lowering herself to her fingers holding his head, she pressed it against her spread lips and throbbing clit, moving it gently back and forth.

	His pre cum started oozing from the opening, which looked like a small mouth, making it slippery enough to further penetrate her lips and into her clitoris. Taking her wet hand to her breast, she rubbed and squeezed the long nipple with her slippery fingers. slowly rotating her body allowing his penis to penetrate about two more inches. Her vagina began squeezing and releasing his growing cock which had found warmth inside her

	. All the  bad memories of the rape and the hurt were beginning to fade; this is how it should feel! His hands were on her breasts.

	John was moaning and smiling in his deep sleep. He was experiencing a wet dream that was actually happening.

	 She sat up straight, again lowering herself, his now very stiff penis, sliding deep within her wet, slippery vagina. The tip now touching the pulsating spot, creating tremors throughout her body. The walls of her vagina tightened with each shuttering tremor, her clitoris pressing hard against his testicles.

	"How long can this last!!!!!!!!!!!" 

	Reaching down to feel the juicy wet of the tingling membrane next to his drawn up testicles. 

	He began moving up and down, lifting her body with each thrust, she lay down on his chest, her heaving breasts with their swollen nipples, pressed hard against him; his penis was inside her, as far as it could go, pressed tight against that tender spot, she thought she was going to pass out.

	Raising up to prevent the ejaculation inside her, respecting his wishes and her own fears,  the first hot ejaculation was all over her breasts. Once, twice, three times each squirt hitting her legs, face and stomach..It was over............................................ amazingly, he was still sound asleep, quietly
 snoring. She lifted herself off , moved to her bed, falling into a deep sleep.

	John awoke to the sounds of birds chiping and the bright morning sun shining through the window. He slipped on his swim trunks and headed for outhouse. He thought about the dream he had last night, how real it seemed must have been playing with Diane.

	 Everyone was still sleeping; John sat on the side of Diane's bed reaching under the covers gently feeling one of her breasts, at the same time touching the mound of soft black hair between her legs. She stirred, letting out a sigh, he was surprised to find her very wet vagina and vibrating clitois, her lips wide open beckominig his fingers into her, thinking about his dream ,.

	"That's a nice way to wake up," she cooed, rising up to kiss him on the lips

	"You cannot believe the dream I had last night, " he told her in an excited voice. 

	"What was it about?" she asked, squirming around to allow his hand to slide further up her vagina.

	 "Well a girl came into my bed in the middle of the night, sat on top of me, put my "thing" into her, and we had sex." 

	"How did it feel?" asked Diane with a smile on her face.

 	"It was wonderful, I came inside her the same time she was having an orgasm." 

	" You and I have to try it sometime," he laughed. 

	"You know our pact, just play." 

	"I don't know it sure felt good, if it's that great in a dream, I can't imagine how good it is for real," said John

	. "Maybe if we're alone for a long time and don't have to rush, now let me up, I'll cook some breakfast."

To be continued..............