Author: Lawrence H. David
Title: Solo Camping
Part: Chapters 1-7
Summary: Brad heads for a solo camp out only to find more adventure than
expected...
Keywords: MF first rom slow
Solo Camping Chapters 1-7 (MF first rom slow)
By Lawrence David Dec. 2003, Jan. 2004
Repost with minor typo corrections, Jan 2005
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Chapter 1
"Man it was good to be finally on the open road and out of the traffic."
I thought to myself. That bastard Bill! He's so pussy whipped! Calls
at the last minute to say Shelly wanted to do something this weekend and
he couldn't go on our trip. Shithead!
We had been planning this trip for weeks and he bails out at the last
minute! At least he let me continue to use his parent's place. There
are probably some other places closer now that I'm on my own but at
least I can count on Bill's place being free of noisy people besides, I
can't think of a better place for easy access camping and great fishing.
Damn him. I suppose I shouldn't blame him. If I had any pussy I'd
probably be pussy whipped too - although I don't know why he hangs out
with that bitch Shelly. Yeah, she looks nice and he raves about her in
bed. I'll bet it's all crap. I can't imagine her being sexy - unless
she wanted something. And God forbid you want to do anything that even
remotely smells of outdoors - I can hear her now "Ewww, that's dirty!
Let's go to a nice hotel and order room service."
"Forget it all Brad!" I told myself. "You've got a nice long weekend
break. Don't let the stupid shit ruin it for you. You'll have a good
time." I knew this would be true. I feel like I've been cooped up in
the lab for months. The only thing that really bothered me is that I
don't like the risk of camping on my own. Call me conservative but it's
too easy to have an accident and, if you're on your own, you have no way
of getting out of trouble. With the fluky weather we have this time of
year it would be very easy to die from a very simple accident - get
stuck and freeze to death. "Ok, don't dwell on it! Just be careful."
I sighed.
I was driving from my home near Burlington, Vermont to a place in the
Adirondack mountains in New York state. I was heading south and had
gotten off the main road, Route 7, as soon as I could, taking back roads
rather than deal with Holiday weekend traffic. I could have stayed on
the main road for a while longer but I would rather drive farther than
drive in traffic. I wonder how I would be if I was out West where there
are hundreds of miles between vehicles.
It was around 10PM and I had just passed through Ticonderoga, NY. I got
a late start because I got out of work later than expected and had also
counted on that asshole Bill on picking up the groceries. Enough of
that! Let's just get to the site and have a nice sleep so I'm ready for
the adventure in the morning.
It was Friday night and I had planned to get to the logging road leading
to Bill's parent's property and then, in the morning, canoe to the end
of the lake and up some tributaries a bit to a nice camp spot just below
some falls. I'll sleep in the Jeep tonight. It was Memorial Day
weekend so I had a nice long weekend to enjoy nothing but the outdoors
and fresh trout!
As I came around a corner I saw a car with its emergency lights
flashing. I slowed to see what was wrong. This section of the road was
pretty isolated and there probably wouldn't be another car along here
for a while or even until morning. I pulled up behind the car and saw
that the left rear tire was flat and the trunk was open. I didn't see
anybody changing the tire. I got out of my car wary that I didn't see
anyone but as I stepped out I saw someone get out of the driver's side.
It was a girl who looked 16 years old. About 5' 3", thin, and her hair
pulled back to a pony tail. Christ! Probably doesn't know how to change
a tire!
I walked up to her and she said "My tire's flat and I don't have a
spare. Can you please give me a ride to somewhere where I could get a
new tire?" She sounded older than 16.
I thought about it and said "I'm not sure where to bring you. I'm not
from around here. Ticonderoga is about 10 miles back but everything is
closed. You may have to wait until morning. Can I bring you to
someplace to stay until morning?"
"Damn!" She said. She seemed very angry which I thought odd since this
seemed to be a situation she could have avoided if she had had a spare.
"I was supposed to meet my friend in Lake George tonight and I can't
call, my cellphone doesn't work from here."
"I could bring you to Lake George. I wasn't going there but I could
take a different route and drop you off. Would that help?"
"Oh Yes! That would be wonderful! Are you sure it isn't too much
trouble for you?" She sounded very relieved and grateful.
"Yeah, no problem. I'm heading west of Lake George and normally would
start heading west at the next turnoff but I can go through Lake George
just as easily."
"That's great! You're a real life saver! I'm Sarah by the way." and
she stuck out her hand to shake mine.
"Hi, I'm Brad." Her handshake was surprisingly firm and her hand, while
not calloused, was rougher than I expected from a 16 year old girl.
"What do you need to bring?"
"Well, how much room do you have? It would help if I could bring the
tire and all my junk for the weekend and then my friend could drop me
off here at the end of the weekend. Do you have room for the tire, my
sleeping bag, and backpack?"
"Yeah, I've got room. Let me get your tire off while you get your other
stuff."
"Thanks Brad." and she turned to get her stuff leaving me thinking "here
I am pussy whipped by someone who is too cheap to own a spare tire AND I
am not even getting any pussy!" Oh well, good samaritan points and a
buck will get me a coffee in some towns.
We got everything loaded and headed toward Lake George. When Sarah got
in my car and I saw her in the interior light I realized she was a bit
older than I first thought. I was about to ask her about herself when
she exclaimed "Ugh! I feel so stupid!"
"Well you really should have a spare." I offered.
"I KNOW THAT!" She sounded angry but immediately softened and was
apologetic. "Sorry, I shouldn't have reacted that way. It probably
looks like I'm too cheap to have a spare. The fact is that I just got
this car about 3 months ago and never even thought to look to see if it
had a spare. The bastard who sold it to me probably stole the spare
before I picked up the car. Man, am I dumb!" I could see she really
felt bad.
"I'm sorry too. You were right. I did assume you were too cheap to buy
a spare. Please forgive me."
Sarah looked at me strangely and said "Sure, it was natural for you to
think that. I really appreciate the ride. With the cold temperatures
we still have at night I was really afraid of freezing out there. I
couldn't decide if I should walk or stay with the car. I guess I was
lost until you came along. Thanks again."
"No problem. Glad I could help. It's easy to get in trouble quickly if
you're on your own." I thought to my own stupidity of going camping
alone.
Sarah looked in the back of the Jeep and saw all my camping gear. "Are
you on a camping trip?"
"Yeah, a friend of mine has a place west of Lake George and I'm going to
camp, canoe, fish, and try to get away from everything for a few days."
"Wow, it sounds great. Does your friend have a cabin or something like
that?"
"No, the place actually belongs to his parents. They bought this
property years ago. It used to be a logging forest but when the logging
companies moved further north and Bill's parents got a good deal on this
place. Right now it's just a piece of property with the old logging
trail leading to a lake. The lake is really pretty and private with
great fishing and there are some nice flat places to set up camp. Maybe
one of these days they'll build the cabin they've been promising. I
almost hope they don't. It is such a pretty place now."
"It sounds wonderful. Gosh I haven't been camping in years."
"Want to come?" I asked jokingly.
Sarah looked at me and realized I was joking before she answered,
laughing she said "Well it sounds tempting but I am going to meet my
roommate in Lake George and she's promised me a great time. I'm not
convinced but I promised her I'd give it try. I would rather be
someplace where there aren't so many people."
"Roommate? Do you go to school around here?"
"Yes, I, we, go to Middlebury College. I just finished my Junior year."
OK, so that makes her around 20 or 21 years old, not 16 you dumb twerp -
no wonder you never get any pussy.
She looked at me "What about you? Where are you from?"
"I live in Shelburn Falls and work in a biomedical lab in Burlington.
Originally I'm from Ohio, in the middle of nowhere. Where is your home
town?"
"My parents live outside of Charlottesville, Virginia, but they're in
Europe this summer so I think I'll stay in Middlebury through this
summer. Maybe I can get some extra credit during the summer and I've
lined up a decent job for the summer. What do you do at your job?"
"Well, mostly I goof off." I said with a laugh. "No, I'm just kidding.
Actually I'm working on some research using gene splicing to improve the
immunity to diseases in cows. It probably sounds boring but I really
enjoy it."
"Wow! You don't look old enough to do that sort of work. How old are
you? No - I'm sorry! That's very nosey of me to ask that. Do you have
a doctorate degree?" she seemed intrigued now.
"Yup, Doctor Brad Martin at your service! Have anything that needs
looking into?" I asked slyly but kidding around. Sarah laughed and I
continued "I'm not a medical doctor. I have a PH.D. from Tufts School of
Veterinary Medicine - I'm afraid to tell you the subject area."
"Why?" she asked uncertainly.
"Because it's a weird degree that most people find confusing. I got my
degree in Comparative Microbial Pathogenesis." I said knowing full well
that this was likely to end the conversation as it always did.
Sarah thought for a minute and said "So you studied the different ways
that the organism can be attacked in the hopes of finding a way to
protect it?"
I looked at Sarah with total shock on my face. The only people who knew
what this program was about were the school's faculty, students, and
families of same - and most of these really didn't know. I had to look
quickly back to the road as I ran on to the shoulder. "Wow! No one ever
gets that! Are you taking medical studies at Middlebury?"
"No, but I have relatives in the medical field." she said with a smile.
"Are you working at the Schoenberg Institute?"
"Right again! Have I already met you and bored you at a party and
simply forgotten about it?"
"No, I'm just familiar with some of the stuff going on in the area." she
said with a smirk.
"Well, I'm 26 by the way and would much rather talk about you. I'm
trying to escape for the weekend and don't want to get into thinking
about work."
"What do you want to know?"
"Well, first, if you live in Charlottesville why are you in Middlebury
and not University of Virginia?"
"Ah, well, I might have mentioned that I don't like crowds. UVA is a
huge school and I had already grown up in the town where practically
everyone is a student or faculty at UVA. I needed a change. Middlebury
is the right size for me. Besides, as large as UVA is, it didn't offer
my major.
"What's your major?"
"Now it's my turn to hesitate - don't laugh but I'm getting a degree in
dance." she said sheepishly.
"Really? I didn't know they had that major but I suppose it makes
sense, they have a strong theater arts program."
"You don't think it's silly?"
"Heck no. Dance must be one of those things you do because you really
love it and that you can find a place to study it formally must be
wonderful!"
"Wow! You keep surprising me Doctor Brad Martin. Most people I talk to
think I must be some kind of retard with rich parents who are willing to
throw their dollars at Middlebury to keep me off the streets. Usually
after I tell someone what I'm studying they look away embarrassed to
discover that I'm such a retard. Also, very few people understand what
dance means to me - you got it. I could get to like you Dr. Martin."
she said with complete candor.
I was blushing but was safely camouflaged by the darkness. "I doubt
there are many 'retards' attending Middlebury. What kind of dance do
you like Sarah?"
"I like almost all forms of dance. I think I like Modern or Modern/Jazz
most of all because it doesn't have a formula you must follow. You
could choreograph a dance in Modern and each time dance it slightly
differently depending on your mood. People watching the dance, if
they're perceptive, can read the mood from the dance. You really can't
do that in any of the formal dance styles. But practically anything
that gets me moving is a good thing." I could see from her that she was
really impassioned about dance. I know that feeling. As strange as it
sounds I'm impassioned about my work as well.
We talked non-stop the rest of the way to Lake George. This was really
unusual for me since I usually can't find anything to talk about,
especially with women, but it was really very easy to talk to Sarah.
We pulled into Lake George and Sarah guided me to the hotel where her
friend was staying. She said I could just drop her off but I enjoyed
being with her so I offered to wait to make sure she found her friend.
We went into the hotel lobby and Sarah asked about her friend at the
front desk. Now that I could see Sarah in the light I really liked what
I saw. I stood a bit behind Sarah and admired her form. She was small
and thin but had strong shoulders that curved gracefully to her waist
and then widened again to the most exquisite ass and then inward again
as her legs tapered to the floor. I'll bet she's a lovely dancer I
thought to myself.
Sarah turned and said she'd call her friend from the house phone. I
stood and watched and this time could enjoy the front of Sarah. The
curves were even more pronounced as she added the extra dimension of
breasts and a flat belly that had to hide the tightest abs on earth and
then moving downward to that lovely place of heavenly delights. Her
breasts were smallish but seemed properly proportioned for her small
body. Her face was probably the most dramatic thing about her however.
Her face was almost perfectly round and she had beautifully large eyes.
She almost looked like the sweet young girls depicted in Japanese
cartoons with the tender innocence that I had thought was only
imaginary, at least, until I met Sarah today.
I was about to day dream about the possibilities when I saw Sarah become
animated and begin talking loudly into the phone. Suddenly she slammed
the phone down and stood there briefly looking as if she was about to
burst into tears.
She walked over to me and said "That bitch! She already met some guy
and is shacked up with him in OUR room! She told me that she really
liked this guy and that I should find my own things to do this weekend!
Christ! I only came here because of her! I should have known better!
See? I told you I was dumb!"
"Wow, it sounds like your roommate is pretty self-centered. I'm really
sorry Sarah. Is there anything I can do?"
"No. I'll just stay here tonight and get my tire fixed in the morning
and get out of this hell hole!" she looked completely exasperated. Then
she said almost as an after thought "Too bad you were joking about me
going camping with you."
HUH? Did I hear her correctly?
"Um, Sarah. I was only joking about that because I had just met you and
I knew you wouldn't want to go. If you think you'd enjoy it I would
really love to have you come along."
Sarah looked at me quizzically and saw her look straight into my eyes.
I felt her gaze in my belly and knew I had to clarify one thing. "Sarah,
what I mean is that I could use another person on the trip. My friend
bailed out on me so I'm stuck by myself as well. It's not safe to camp
alone in case something happens. I know we've just met but I really
enjoyed the time we've spent together and I'm sure it would be fun to
have you along on the trip and, since you seemed to like the idea of
camping, I thought you might enjoy it as well. I have no ulterior
motive. I'll understand if you don't trust me but I do want to assure
you that my intentions are honorable."
She paused a bit longer and then finally said "Wow! Do you always talk
like that? What time/space continuum are you from anyway 'cause it sure
doesn't seem like you belong in this time!"
I was about to apologize when Sarah said "Yeah! What the hell! Why do
I want to hang around this tourist dump for when I can go to the
beautiful outdoors with anachronistic Dr. Martin? Let's do it!" she
said with conviction.
I was stunned! Wow, this is too much but I decided I wasn't going to let
her change her mind and I smiled and took her arm as we headed to the
door saying "To the forest my dear!"
"To the forest my knight!" she replied and we both laughed on the way
out to my Jeep.
When we got in the Jeep, Sarah looked at me and asked "You sure this is
ok with you?"
"Absolutely! Are you sure?"
"Absolutely!" she said with an infectious laugh.
I started the Jeep and was about to pull out when Sarah asked. "It just
occurred to me. Do we need to pick up some more food or something?"
"No, I had originally planned for two anyway and I have plenty. I'm only
bringing basic staples, the rest we need to catch. I hope you like trout
because that's what we're supposed to live on for the next couple of
days."
"Mmmm, I love trout. Maybe we should get some bacon - I love trout
cooked in bacon fat."
"Already got it covered my dear." I said with a smile.
"My hero!" Sarah said with her laugh that was bound to become addictive
by the end of this trip.
With that we headed off to Bill's parents place, as I passed a 24 hour
garage I stopped and asked if they could fix or replace the tire - we'd
pick it up on Monday afternoon. When I got back in the Jeep Sarah
smiled and said "sigh, my hero!" and more laughter. God I could get
used to this!
Chapter 2
We drove to the logging road that lead to Bill's parent's property. We
arrived around midnight. There was a cable across the entrance and Sarah
asked "Will we be able to get in?"
"Sure, they keep it locked to try to keep kids out of here. It mostly
works. I have a key, would you unlock the fence and I'll drive
through?"
"Sure, do you want me to relock it after you're through?"
I considered the risk of losing the key but then, looking at Sarah
realized the possibilities of that situation, I said "Yes, please."
I watched her walk into the headlights to unlock the gate. I liked the
way her butt swiveled but was really interested when she had to bend
over to unlock the lock. "Hmmm, I'm going to have to be careful." I
thought to myself. It might be a struggle to stay a 'gentleman' on this
outing.
She pulled the cable aside and I drove through. She relocked the gate
and came back to the Jeep.
"Brrr, it's getting cold out there! Where will we stop?"
"Just up the road a bit. In my last experience with this road there
were some nasty holes that I want to avoid. The night time creates
shadows that hide hazards making it risky to drive all the way in. I'll
just pull in far enough so that we won't be disturbed by any cars on the
main road."
"Ok. Will we need our sleeping bags?"
"Well, it's up to you. For me I'm just going to put the seat back and
unroll my bag over me. I think you'll get to cold if you don't cover
with your bag. Not first class accommodations but they'll do for this
evening."
"Sounds ok to me." - Boy, what a pleasure to travel with I thought to
myself.
I pulled down the road about 100 yards and stopped the Jeep. I turned
around to get my bag when I realized we had another difficulty to deal
with.
"Sarah?"
"Yes, Brad?" she was reaching for her bag as well.
"Well, it just occurred to me that I only have the one tent. It's a two
man - I mean, two person tent that's big enough for the two of us but
you might want some more privacy. I do have a bivvy sack if you want to
use that."
"Hmmm, oh yeah. I didn't even think of that. What's a bivvy sack?"
"Well it's used for backpacking and provides protection from the
elements but it is just a narrow tube that your bag and pad fit into.
It is sort of a hassle to climb in and out of but I survived a sleet
storm in it. It's made of Gore-Tex so it breathes well and has
fiberglass poles that keep the tube stretched and away from your bag.
You can't curl up in it - you can only sleep stretched out and you need
to remove your clothes before you climb in. It does have a screen over
your head so you can look up at the stars even if it's buggy or you can
pull a flap over if it's raining. Not luxury but it works."
"OK, beggars can't be choosers. I'm sure it will be fine for the
weekend. There will be more room anyway since I'm smaller than you and
I don't have a pad."
"Well, I do have a pad you can use. I was going to loan it to Bill but
*he* won't be needing it this trip." I then told her about Bill's
canceling at the last minute as we got ready to sleep.
"Sounds like we both have a reliability problem with our friends." Sarah
said sympathetically. "But look on the bright side. We wouldn't be
having this adventure together if our friends were reliable!" she said
with that wonderful laugh of hers.
"OH Yeah!" I thought to myself. "Maybe I need to give Bill a kiss when
I see him again." I suggested.
"Well, what you do with your boyfriends is entirely up to you" Sarah
said with a chuckle "but maybe you should wait to see how this weekend
turns out before you make such a positive assessment. I might really
ruin this trip for you."
"Not very likely!" I thought to myself and simply closed with "We'll
see. Goodnight Sarah."
"Goodnight hero."
"God I love her calling me that!" I thought as I drifted off to the most
wonderful dreams.
I woke early in the morning and as I looked over to Sarah, who was still
sleeping, I realized part of my dreams were real. She really looked
beautiful in the morning light. She had that wholesome beauty that
doesn't come from a jar. She had the most peaceful look on her face. I
needed to take my morning pee but I didn't want to wake her - mostly for
selfish reasons as I was enjoying looking at her so much.
I was lost in my thoughts when I heard Sarah say "Good Morning Brad."
I was startled and noticed her looking back at me with those luscious
big eyes of hers. "Good morning Sarah. Ready to begin our adventure?"
"Yeah, as soon as I empty my bladder."
"Ok, boys on the left, girls on the right." and I climbed out of the
car to relieve myself and to quickly hide my embarrassment for having
been caught looking at her.
Before I got back in the Jeep I stretched a bit and then rolled up my
sleeping bag and stowed it in the back. Sarah came back to the Jeep and
sort of shoved her bag into the back. "You might as well roll it up
Sarah. We'll need it stowed when we canoe to the campsite."
"Oh, ok. I just didn't want to hold you up."
"Thanks. Not a problem. It looks like such a beautiful day I see
absolutely no reason to rush. I'll just stretch and enjoy the scenery."
The scenery I enjoyed mostly, however, was watching Sarah. At one point
she looked up and had noticed my attention and she smiled. "Calm down,
Bradley!" I said to myself using the name only my mother uses.
"Ok, I'm all set. Ready to go?" Sarah asked with enthusiasm.
"Yes, but before we go in I just wanted to double check with you to make
sure you really want to do this. You hardly know me and, although I
promise to be a gentleman, I will understand if, in the light of the
day, you may have had second thoughts."
"Brad, you're a dear. I really don't know a guy like you. Yes, it was
so pleasant just sleeping out in the woods in the Jeep I am really
looking forward to camping! Absolutely I want to do this! And I DO
appreciate you being a gentleman!" she said with a wink.
"All right! Let's go!" we climbed in the Jeep and started down the
logging 'road'. "Ok, if we just have a light breakfast? I have some
apples, gorp, and some other junk in that canvas bag. Help yourself.
If you could hand me an apple I'd appreciate it. When we get to camp
we'll set up camp and then see if we can catch some lunch."
"Sounds great. Here's your apple. I haven't fished in years and I
don't have a fishing license."
"You'll do ok, these lakes are stocked with trout by the state so
they're pretty easy to catch. I'm generally a stickler for paying for
what I take so usually insist on my fellow campers having licenses but
in this case I'll have to make an exception. Hmmm, since Bill
begrudgingly got a license but won't be using it I guess the state got
their money's worth. Sounds like a good rationalization to me - what do
you think?"
"Well, as you say, it is a stretch but it works for me as well. I'm not
sure the ranger or policeman or who ever the enforcement officer is will
agree with your logic however." Sarah suggested.
"It would be truly amazing to see a ranger at this spot. I think we
can take that risk. I promise to visit you in jail, however, if you get
caught!" I winked.
"Oh, you!" Sarah slapped my arm jokingly. "I would expect my hero to
break me out of the clink!"
"Never fear, my dear. I promise I'll break you out IF you get thrown
in. Good enough?"
"Good enough for me, hero."
At the beginning of the road the trail was pretty clear but as we
progressed there was more and more debris collected on the road. At one
point we came upon a tree that fell across the road. Sarah was
concerned and asked "Do we need to cut this up or something?"
"No, it's only about 8 inches in diameter. We'll be able to crawl over
it. This will give me a chance to show you how to do it in case you
need to drive us out."
"Me? Why would I need to drive?" Sarah was perplexed.
"Well, if I had an accident and couldn't drive you will need to drive us
out or just yourself to get help."
"Oh yeah. I guess I understand why you wanted me to come along." Sarah
said understanding the serious side of this trip.
"Well, yes, there was that but it wasn't the only reason." I said with a
smile. Sarah smiled back and said "Thanks. So what do I need to know?"
"This Jeep has high clearance and has rugged tires so climbing over
stones or logs will be easy if we put it in low low gear. The Jeep is
always 4 wheel drive but it's easier if we use low gearing so we can do
it slowly and safely. We could just go straight on to the log but that
invites disaster if we slip off the other side. The Jeep would drop and
the transmission could get damaged if it fell on the tree. So we want
to go over at an angle so only one tire climbs the log at a time. This
way we always have three tires on solid ground. Less chance for slip."
"Ok, makes sense so far." Sarah was very attentive.
"If we go over rocks the main thing is to try to keep the rocks under
the tires, not in the center of the vehicle. A tall rock could catch on
the undercarriage and poke a hole in something. Finally, keep your
thumbs on the outside of the steering wheel." I showed her what I meant.
"If the Jeep slips and the wheel turns sharply it could break your
thumbs if you have them inside the steering wheel."
"Wow! I didn't realize how risky this was. I thought you just put it
in low gear and go. Let's just hope we don't need me to drive ok?"
"Well, that's ok with me but I will feel more comfortable if I know that
you can get out of here safely. I'll keep the gate key in the console
tray here so we can't lose it camping. Ready to climb your first log?"
"Sure! Let's do it." and then as an afterthought "Hero." Sarah teased.
Teasing or not I sure liked her calling me that. With a wave of
pleasure running over me I put it in low gear and lined up at an angle
to the log. I slowly crept over it and Sarah had a look of surprise on
her face.
"Boy, I expected something more dramatic than that. We hardly lifted
up! Why?"
"Well, when you go slowly there's no bouncing and the Jeep can do what
it does best. The suspension simply allows the front axle to shift at
an angle and the tire goes deep into the wheelwell rather than the whole
vehicle getting thrown all over. I could make the next one more
thrilling if you'd like?"
"Um, no, that's ok. Let's save the adventure for the camping." Indeed!
I thought to myself.
The rest of the way was pretty inconsequential. About two miles down
the road we saw the lake on the right.
"Is this the lake we're camping on?"
"Yes, I don't know if the lake has a name. It's an ok size but there
are so many around here I don't know if they are all named. We are
going to stop about the midway point in the lake and then canoe to our
camp spot. The stop is just a little bit further."
"It's really pretty. It's such a nice day! Everything is gorgeous!"
Sarah looked like a kid looking all around at the new sights.
We arrived at the end of the trail about a half mile later. I stopped
the Jeep and got out. Sarah got out and said "You are right. This is
such a pretty spot. If they do put in a cabin I hope they keep it as
pristine as this."
We walked to the water's edge and looked over the view. I've been here
before but somehow, today, with Sarah here, it seemed to take on a new
dimension. Maybe I was being foolish or maybe it was the pleasure of
having someone else who truly enjoyed the experience as much as me but
in either case I felt very contented.
Sarah turned and saw me looking at her. She smiled and said "Ok, boss,
what do we do now?"
That shook me out of my reverie - 'boss', that's a good one! I didn't
feel like I was in charge!
"Well, first, let's get the canoe off the top of the Jeep. We'll put it
partly into the water and then fill it with our gear."
We quickly got the canoe down, loaded all our gear, and were ready to
shove off.
"You take the front, Sarah. I'll steer from the rear."
"I should warn you that I've never ridden in one of these things. Is it
safe?"
"You'll be ok. Just don't stand up or lean over. With all the gear in
it it's actually quite stable. When it's just the two of us it will be
a lot tippier but, if you heed my advice, you'll be fine. There is no
wind today so it's ideal canoeing weather. Nice and cool and crystal
clear water. You climb in the front while I hold it steady."
I watched with pleasure as Sarah gingerly worked her way to the front
bending over trying to stay low and 'not stand up'. I enjoyed the view.
I'll have to think how I can tailor my advice to this advantage more
often. Sarah reached the front and sat down and said "Ok, now what?"
"Take the paddle so you'll have it when we get out in the water. When
we're paddling try to just push on one side at a time. You can switch
occasionally but try to keep a relatively constant pace. When you dip
your paddle and pull, do it gently. You don't need a lot of force once
we're moving. Especially with a calm day like today. Finally, try to
keep the paddle low to the water when you finish the pull. Don't lift
the paddle out and over the canoe, you'll get our gear wet. If you
twist the paddle as you lift it out so the paddle blade is parallel to
the water's surface then twist it back as you put the blade back in the
water you'll have the best effect. I'll show you once we're out. All
set?"
"Yes, I think so. Just don't throw me in if I do something wrong."
"Ow! What kind of 'hero' do you think I am? This water is so cold we
wouldn't last 10 minutes if we fell in it so please don't do anything
wrong."
"Yuck, more danger! I'm glad I've got you along."
"I'm glad I've got you along too Sarah." I said in all sincerity.
I saw Sarah look back with a curious look and then a smile.
I climbed in and pushed off. As the canoe rocked a little bit I saw
Sarah stiffen. "Just relax Sarah. Keep your back loose. Flex with the
rocking and we'll be fine. You ok?"
"Yeah, I guess so. I guess that warning about the water temperature got
me a little panicky. I'll be ok once I get the rhythm."
"Ok, watch me paddle a bit. I'm going to change sides to steer so you
don't need to do that but just watch the paddle motion. Ok?"
"Yes. Thanks." she sounded truly grateful.
I showed her the motion and she saw it right away and tried it. After
just a few strokes she was perfect and we were moving quickly out into
open water.
"Wow Sarah. You must be one hell of a dancer! You picked up the rhythm
incredibly fast!" I was amazed. I also enjoyed watching how her hips
swayed with the rocking motion of the canoe and how her jeans were
pulled tightly around her butt with her sitting down in front of me like
that.
"I am a great dancer Brad. You'll have to come see me dance some time."
"I'm looking forward to it!" thinking that this was too easy. It was so
easy to slip into this relationship I was starting to be concerned. Was
I being naive or too easy?
I quickly forgot about this as a problem as we got into open water and I
turned to head south toward the river that fed the lake.
We paddled casually and enjoyed the scenery. We watched some ducks as
they nonchalantly watched us paddle by. I saw the river opening and
headed toward it. I thought the best campsite was about 200 yards up
the river. There was a small water fall just beyond that so we would
have had to portage to go beyond that point. I liked that spot, it has
a pleasant sound from the falls and a nice open camping area and the
fishing was good just below the falls. We headed into the river and
could now feel a bit of resistance as there was a noticeable current.
Not too strong but strong enough to notice. It seemed like the water
volume was greater than I expected so there was probably a lot of snow
melting at the higher elevations. Man this water will be cold! Better
to preserve any fish we catch I thought.
We had gone just a bit farther when Sarah said "I think I hear a water
fall. We're not going to go over the edge are we?"
I laughed and said "Not unless this is an Escher painting! We're
heading upriver. It is a falls you hear but its dumping water to this
level. We'll be all right. We're going to camp just before the falls."
"What a dummy! I should have known that! You must think I'm one of
those dumb theatrical types."
"I don't think that at all Sarah. I am enjoying your company and right
now I am especially enjoying your propulsion!" I said with a laugh.
"Oh you!" and Sarah smacked her paddle down to give me a bit of a
splash.
"Careful. I wouldn't want to fall into this water. It's going to be
almost freezing temperature."
"Thanks for reminding me. Brrr, I guess we won't be taking a bath on
this trip."
"I guess not." I said with my mind TOTALLY boggled with the thought of
taking a bath with Sarah!
We could really hear the falls now as we came around a bend and we saw
the opening on the left.
"Is that where we're going to camp?" Sarah asked excitedly.
"Yup, you like it?"
"I love it! What a great spot. Boy am I glad I came on this trip
instead of staying in stuffy old Lake George! Thanks for bringing me."
"You are most welcome Sarah. Thank you for coming. I am glad you came
as well. I always enjoy this place but I'm glad I could share it with
you."
Sarah stopped her paddling and turned and looked at me for a few
seconds. She then turned and started paddling in earnest.
"What do I need to do as we land?" Sarah asked.
"I'll tell you when to stop paddling and then you just put your paddle
out to catch shore and then sit tight while I swing us around and I'll
get out first and then hold the canoe to let you out."
"Ok. Sounds good."
As we approached the shore I said "Ok, you can stop now." and I guided
us in the rest of the way. Sarah put her paddle out and held on to the
shore while I swung the tail of the canoe into shore. "Ok you can let go
now. I've got the shore." I moved the tail to the shore and pushed the
paddle down to lift the canoe onto shore. I held on to the canoe and
stepped out and then pulled the canoe further on to the shore. "Ok, you
can get out. Just be careful. Hold on to the gunnels as you step out."
"The what? What are the gunnels?"
"Oh sorry. The side rails of the canoe."
Sarah carefully lifted herself off the seat - I love that butt! and
turned and worked her way back keeping very low and inching both hands
on the gunnels. As she got to the rear she worked her hands up my arms
and practically fell into them as she got out. Yeah - I'm going to have
to learn how to take advantage of my instructions to Sarah as I held her
to steady her.
Sarah smiled at me and said "My hero! You got us here safely!" I liked
being her hero.
We both pulled the canoe further on to shore and unloaded.
"What do you want me to do Brad?" Sarah was ready for work.
"Well, since I know how I've got everything organized to set up camp and
the tent is pretty much a one man - I mean 'person' job." I smiled at
Sarah and she shook her head with a smile. "How about if you look
around and gather some firewood. We won't need it yet but it's always
good to gather a supply while we have good light and time. Sound ok?"
"Sure does! How large do you want?"
"Anything you're able to haul would be good. Some small sticks for
kindling but 3 to 4 inches thick would be ideal."
She took off and I set up the tent in the usual spot. The camp already
had a fire ring so we would use that. I had to string up a line for the
food storage and another for the garbage duffle. I was glad I brought
the portable potty this trip. Sometimes I won't bring it but with mixed
company I'm glad we have some degree of comfort. I moved it to the edge
of the camp area next to a bush so there is some privacy. The bush
hadn't really leafed out yet but the spot did offer at least some degree
of seclusion.
I was just setting up the bivvy sack when Sarah came back lugging an arm
load of wood. "Wow! Let me help you with that" as I took the load from
her arms. I accidentally brushed against her chest as I grabbed them but
both of us pretended nothing happened. "I have some more at the edge of
the woods. This is all I could carry at once. I'll go get another
load."
I placed the load I had next to the fire ring and followed Sarah to the
woods. Boy, is this girl a hard worker! She had a large pile of very
good quality wood. Next to the pile was, what appeared to be the top
section of a tree that must have lost its top in an ice storm. The
diameter of the base was six inches in diameter. Sarah saw me looking
at it and said "That thing is heavy. I don't know if it's too green but
it looked like a good hunk of wood so I dragged it down here. Do you
think it will be all right?"
"Gosh Sarah! You've done a lot of work. This is a great pile! Yeah, I
think this section of wood was dead before it got knocked off the tree
so it should be ready to burn. We'll have to cut it up but I think I
have the tools for that. Let's move all this wood to the center of camp
and then we'll take a break."
We moved all the wood and I went to the water to fill up the water bags
so we had some water near the camp. As I got back to the camp I said,
"You can use this water to wash up a bit. It's cold but if you just use
a little water it won't be too bad. I have some antiseptic hand cleaner
so we can at least keep our hands from spreading any germs."
"Is this water safe to drink? I could use a drink after that lugging."
Sarah said.
"Well, it might be but I have a water filter that will take out anything
that might be hazardous. Give me a minute to filter some for you."
I should have done that when we first arrived I chided myself but
quickly got enough filtered water for Sarah to drink.
"Gosh, I guess that is cold! It feels like ice water! But it sure is
good. Thanks!"
"At your service, Miss ..., say! I don't even know you're last name.
That's pretty rude to invite you camping and not even know your name."
"Oh yeah, I guess it is weird isn't it. I am Sarah Baker. I am pleased
to meet you." Sarah did a very graceful curtsey.
"My pleasure Miss Baker, I am honored to make your acquaintance." I said
with a little bow.
Sarah giggled "Now I know you're from another time. Sometime you'll
have to tell me how you got here and if you would take me back with you
when you go."
"Well, I'm not planning to go anywhere but fishing Miss Baker. If you
would like to join me let's finish up these chores."
"Is this the bivvy sack you told me about?" Sarah asked peering into the
tube I had set up on the ground.
"Yes, cozy isn't it? Would you prefer I sleep in it?"
"Gosh no! I'm the freeloader here. The least I can do is take the
modest accommodations. Should I set up my sleeping bag in there?"
"No, I spread out the sleeping pad and it needs to self-inflate before
we put any weight on it. I put your bag in my tent to keep it clean."
"Ok, thanks."
We finished filtering the water and straightened everything out so we
could find things quickly if we needed to. I then gathered the fishing
gear.
"Fortunately I had brought an extra rod and reel for Bill to use so
we're all set to catch some lunch, dinner, and if we're really good -
breakfast."
"You are an optimist. I'll be lucky if I don't hook myself or you."
"You've already got me hooked" I thought to myself.
"Come on, let's go. I'll bring the fishing gear. You bring the water
and the snacks."
We put everything in the canoe and Sarah carefully got in. The way she
bent over as she passed me I wanted to take a bite out of her butt but I
restrained myself. She sat in the bow again and I got in and pushed
off.
"Oh wow! I see what you mean about tippier when it's not loaded. Are
we going to be ok?"
"Sure Sarah. Just remember - keep your hips flexible and don't stand up
or lean."
"Ok, I'll take your word for it."
We paddled out to the center of the river and then toward the falls.
"At least it's a lot easier to move when it's not loaded" Sarah
observed.
"You'll get used to it. Why don't you set up your fishing gear while I
move us to my favorite spot."
As we approached the spot I told Sarah that she could start any time and
I started to fix my gear. I had barely gotten my line in the water when
I felt a motion and Sarah yelled "I got one!".
"Ok, don't try to pull it in too quickly. Let it work and tire and
slowly pull it toward you as it relaxes or swims toward you."
Sarah was a natural! She worked the line perfectly and soon had the
fish near the side. I netted the fish. It was a nice 9 inch brown
trout!
"Boy I'm really going to enjoy this for lunch." I said.
"Hey! Won't you share a little with me since I caught it?" Sarah pouted.
"Well, maybe. You know the rule don't you?"
"What rule?"
"All catch belongs to the ship's captain!" I said with a chuckle.
"Oh so now you're captain? Well, aye aye captain." Sarah saluted. "Let
me have my line back so I can catch MY lunch this time."
"I think I'll catch your lunch." I said with a wink.
"We'll see Dr. Martin, we'll see." And she focused on getting into the
fishing competition.
"Well, in any case, Miss Baker, congratulations on catching the first
catch. You will be aptly rewarded on shore."
"Reward huh? Ok, what kind of reward?" she looked at me with an
inquisitive smile.
"You'll see. You just go back to catching my meals for me..."
"Aye aye captain."
I went back to my line and soon I felt the slightest nudge and readied
to set the hook. The next nudge I reacted and set it home. The fish
took off! Oh this is a nice one. "I got one Sarah"
"Do you want me to do anything?" Sarah asked excitedly.
"No, I think I can land this. Thanks." I slowly worked the fish in.
When I got it close I netted it. Looks like this beats Sarah's fish as
I held it up it was at least 10 inches.
"Boy, I'm really going to enjoy that for lunch!" I heard Sarah say with
a giggle. I looked at her. Christ she was fun to fish with! I smiled
and mouthed "touche".
The air had warmed up a bit and we both took off our jackets while we
fished. It was then that I noticed that Sarah might be small but she
surely wasn't weak. She had very well defined muscles in her arms. As
she paddled to help keep our position in the river I couldn't help but
admire her body. My first opinion was completely off base as it was now
quite clear that Sarah really had the most beautiful petite body and her
dancing must keep her in perfect form. I enjoyed her company with both
the conversation and the simple pleasure of watching her while we
fished.
I caught one more and Sarah caught two. I suggested we head in to
prepare these for lunch and dinner. Sarah asked "What about breakfast?"
"Oh, I was just kidding about that. We really want fresh caught trout
for breakfast."
"Oh, that makes sense. So we'll catch breakfast early tomorrow?"
"No, you're such a good fisherman, er, person, I'll sleep in while you
catch breakfast and wake me up when it's ready."
Sarah roared. She sure had a hearty laugh. "What! Hmmm, methinks you
may not be from another time after all - either that or you're a fast
learner. Which is it?"
"I'm definitely a fast learner." I said with a smile.
We had all the fish in my creel and we packed up the poles and headed
back to camp. As we paddled Sarah said "Brad, I really really want to
thank you for bringing me here. This is already a better weekend than I
can remember having. I really appreciate that you let me join you.
This is so beautiful here. Do you come here often?"
"Not often enough and it is my pleasure - really - that you came.
Frankly, I am glad that Bill bailed out and I found you." I meant that
in more ways than one.
We paddled silently really just letting the current carry us back to
camp. As we approached the shore I figured I didn't need to tell Sarah
the process but I should have told her to be careful when she put the
paddle to shore. As we approached I told Sarah she could stop paddling
and she put her paddle out but leaned out too far. I yelled "Sarah
don't!"
Just as I shouted I felt the canoe tip sideways. Sarah overreacted and
moved quickly back in the other direction and we immediately flipped
over into the water. "OH CHRIST! IS THIS FUCKING COLD!" I thought as I
hit the water. I immediately peed my pants - thinking in passing that
the warmth of the pee felt good. Shit! We've got to get out of here.
I swan toward Sarah and pulled her onto the shore. She was gasping, I
don't think from swallowing water but from the cold.
"Sarah! Let's get up on shore. We've got to get these clothes off!" I
half carried her and she began to shiver violently. God! We've got to
move fast I thought. This shit will kill us in no time! I picked her
up and ran to the entrance of the tent. I put her down and started
stripping. Sarah sat down on the ground and curled up in a ball. She
had a blank look on her face as she shook. I shouted "S S Sarah! T T
Take off y y your c c clothes! It's the only w w way to w w warm up!"
She responded like a little child pouting "N N N NO! T T T TOO C C C
COLD! TOO COLD!".
I knew we couldn't spend time debating this so I continued to strip off
my clothes. Once I was naked I grabbed Sarah. Shit she's stopped
shaking! That's not good. No time to be nice. I grabbed her and
lifted her up to undress her. She put up no resistance - her eyes were
blank. I grabbed her shirt and ripped the buttons open and pulled it
off of her. I unhooked her belt, unsnapped her jeans, and had to roll
them off of her to get them off they were so tight and hard to manage
while wet. I was starting to feel dizzy. "GOD PLEASE LET ME FINISH!"
I screamed silently.
I pulled off her sneakers, socks, and then her panties and bra. I rubbed
the last bit of water off of her and pulled her into the tent. I
plunked Sarah down for a second while I unzipped both bags. I put hers
on the bottom and then grabbed Sarah and lay us both down and pulled the
other bag over us. The last thing I remember was pulling her tightly
against me and saying "Please don't die Sarah! I don't want to lose
you..."
Chapter 3
I was dreaming of love. I was in love and had my lover next to me. I
was holding her and she was purring.
Purring? I opened my eyes and saw Sarah's hair in my face. I was warm!
God, I was so happy to be warm and alive!
As my thoughts began to clear several things started to register. I did
hear purring! Sarah was purring! She was alive! Thank God!
Next I realized that my naked body was tight against Sarah's back and I
had a raging hard-on up against Sarah's butt! That beautiful,
wonderfully moving, mesmerizing butt. God this wasn't helping my
hard-on - or I should say it was helping it in the extreme. Finally I
felt my arm wrapped around her and my hand was covering her breast and
her nipple was fully erect. I began to understand why she was purring.
I couldn't imagine a better way to wake up - especially when my last
thought was that we were both going to die. I stirred a little bit and
I heard Sarah say "Brad, are you awake?"
"Um, yes, Sarah. Do you want me to move?"
"Umm, no, Brad, please don't move. I am so glad to be warm! I don't
remember coming in here. Did you bring me in here?"
"Yes, it was the only way to stop the heat loss and try to recover. The
water was so cold and I guess I had enough body mass more than you to
get us both in here before we both passed out."
"Mmmm, thank you. You are my hero after all." I didn't know what to
say. I was naked in bed with this beautiful young lady who thought I
was a hero. I had her breast in my hand and a raging hard-on against
her ass. What to do?
Sarah solved the problem by speaking first. "Brad, I want you to know
that I will be forever in your debt for what you did. But I also need
to tell you that, umm, I've never made love to a man before and I don't
think I'm ready for that yet. Do you understand?"
I started to move away from her but she grabbed my arm and moved my hand
back to her breast. "No, please don't move. You feel so wonderful. I
just wanted to make sure that you didn't misunderstand. I've never been
in this situation before. Fully naked with a man, being touched like
this, and, umm, feeling you behind me. I like the feeling but I also
know that I'm not ready to go any further. Do you think I'm
ungrateful?"
I responded immediately with "Sarah no! I don't expect anything in
return from you. I was just surprised I, er, had my hand on you. I
want to assure you that nothing like this crossed my mind as I brought
you in here."
"I know that Brad. That's why I'm not in any hurry to move or end this.
I really do think you are wonderful! Please hold me a bit longer.
Mmmmm"
I lay there with incredibly mixed emotions. Sarah felt so marvelous I
just wanted to kiss her all over and make love with her forever. But I
understood her feelings and had to honor them. I guess, in the end, I
was just so happy that she was alive that anything was fine at this
point.
After a while Sarah asked "What about our clothes and things. Is the
canoe all right?"
"Oh Christ! I forgot about the canoe. It's probably drifted to the far
end of the lake by now. I guess we'd better get up and see what the
damage is." I was about to jump up when I realized our situation.
Fortunately my pack with my dry clothes was in the tent so I reached
around and fished out some new clothes. I got dressed and then Sarah
said "Those were the only pants I had with me. They probably are still
wet aren't they?"
"Yes, but I have some fleece liner pants you can use until yours are
dry. Here, you can use these. Where are your other clothes?"
"They're in my pack which is out by the bivvy sack."
"I'll go get it and bring it to you so you can dress."
"Thanks Brad. You really are a dear." Yeah, almost a dead deer!
I got Sarah's pack and put it in the tent without peeking and then went
to survey the damage. Our wet clothes were strewn all around the
entrance to the tent. I didn't care about that at the moment, however,
as I ran down to the shore. I was so relieved to see that the canoe was
still there. It was on its side and must have gotten twisted and pushed
into shore by the current. I saw one fishing pole, and one paddle. The
creel was sitting in the water inside the hull of the canoe. I pulled
the canoe onto shore and let it drain. I put the fishing rod and the
tackle box, which had been floating behind the canoe, on shore. I heard
Sarah come up behind me "How is the canoe?"
"The canoe is ok, fortunately we have one paddle. The other may have
floated downstream. I think I'll take a look for it. It looks like we
still have the fish for lunch and dinner. I have no idea what time it is
but I'm hungry. Do you know how to prepare the fish?"
I looked at her as I asked the question and, despite the seriousness of
our situation, I cracked up when I saw her. My extra large fleece pants
looked like a tent on her! She had improvised a pull string to hold
them up although I could see she was constantly having to pull them up.
The legs had to be folded up to her knees so she wouldn't trip on them.
Sarah looked down and laughed "I'm quite a fashion plate aren't I?"
"Well I certainly enjoy looking at you." I said with all sincerity but
realized I probably gave away too much with that statement. I thought I
had better get on with my salvage project before I made a bigger fool of
myself.
After a pause I heard Sarah say softly. "I know what to do with the
fish. I'll take care of lunch - or dinner by the looks of the shadows.
Why don't you find the rest of your stuff. And Brad, I'm really sorry I
did this. Maybe you would have been better off if I hadn't come."
I turned sharply and said emphatically "No Sarah! I don't blame you and
even with this I would rather have you here!" Now I knew I had said too
much. "Uh, I've got to find the other paddle. I'll be back in a bit."
I climbed in the canoe and shoved off.
It took me a while to catch my breath. I knew I wasn't tired but I was
out of breath. What is this girl doing to me? Maybe we should leave in
the morning before I do something stupid. God I really liked her. God
I really wanted her. I just don't think I'll be able to last all
weekend close to her like this and not touch her. I don't know - on one
hand I didn't want to continue the weekend but on the other I didn't
want it to stop. I'm becoming a fool! I'd better concentrate on
finding the other paddle. I could get us back with one paddle if there
isn't any wind but we'll need both of us paddling if there is a strong
wind when we leave. I suppose Sarah could lie down in the canoe to cut
the wind profile and I might be able to get us back to the Jeep. Man,
Sarah lying down in the canoe - what a thought! - naked, waiting for me
to make love to her. Christ! I better stop this!
I went downstream to the lake but didn't see anything. I looked around
the lake for a while but I had a sinking feeling that this was going to
be pretty hopeless - it could be anywhere on the lake by now! I decided
to try an experiment and paddled back to the shore by the camp. As I
got close to shore I stopped the canoe and let it drift. I drifted
straight downstream a bit but then there must have been an eddy because
the canoe drifted toward the other side. I let it drift some more and
then I saw it! The paddle was bobbing in the water along the opposite
shore. I paddled over and picked it up. I headed back to the camp and
as I approached I saw something stick up out of the water about 6 feet
from shore. I pulled up to it and it was the tip of the fishing pole!
I grabbed it and pulled it into the canoe. Great! Everything
recovered! A little cleaning and everything will be as it was - all
except me, that is. I thought with a certain melancholy. I beached the
canoe and got out carefully.
As I approached camp I was amazed. Sarah had a roaring fire, had the
wet clothes strung up near the fire so they would dry off - I already
saw steam drifting from the darker clothes. She looked at me
expectedly. "How did you make out Brad?" she said with concern on her
face.
"Great! I found everything! The paddle and the fishing pole!"
"Oh, I'm so relieved! I felt so bad."
"Sarah, relax. It was just a silly accident. No harm. It doesn't have
any effect on how I feel about you." Watch it Brad...
Sarah looked at me a bit and finally said "I am very glad to hear that
Brad because I want you to like me." Like her? Christ I think I could
LOVE this girl!
I tried to get out of trouble so I thought a little levity would help.
"Well, I'll have to let you know after I taste your food woman."
Sarah cracked up with that and the tension was gone. "Aye Aye Captain!"
"Sarah!" I said sternly.
A look of concern went across Sarah's face as she tentatively asked "Er,
what Brad?"
"Sarah, we're on shore. On shore you should address me as either Dr.
Martin or simply 'hero'."
With that Sarah ran over and jumped up and gave me a huge hug. "Oh
Brad. How can you be so perfect?" She held me for a long time and I
held her close not knowing what to do next. Finally she relaxed her grip
and I let her down to the ground. Before she let go she grabbed both
sides of my collar and kissed me on my lips. It was only a brief kiss
but it sent charges through me. She pulled away and simply said "Thank
you."
"Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for being." Sarah turned quickly and headed back to the
fire. From behind I saw her wipe something from her face.
"OK, Dr. Martin, my hero, are you ready for a fish fry? The biscuits are
just about ready."
"Biscuits? How did you make biscuits?"
"Well, I couldn't make too many since you didn't have that much flour
but it's a pretty basic recipe: flour, baking soda, salt, a little love,
some incredible cooking skill and voila."
I looked and there, in a pan leaning toward the fire, were some pretty
good looking biscuits that were nicely browned on top. This girl is
amazing. She said apologetically "I'm not sure how they'll be. I
usually use some other ingredients but this is the best I could do with
the supplies I found."
"Are you kidding? This looks great! I'm ready! Cook away my dear!"
While Sarah cooked the fish I checked out the clothes. Everything was
drying nicely. We'd be able to wear these tomorrow. Sarah said
"everything seemed ok but my blouse is missing a few buttons."
"Oh yeah, I'm sorry about that. I guess I was in a hurry." I said
sheepishly.
"Well, I guess I'll have to be more cooperative in the future if you're
going to be such a beast." Sarah said teasingly. God, I wish she hadn't
said that!
Then she said "Ok, dinner's ready."
"Damn!" I said.
"What?"
"I forgot to chill the wine. I guess we'll have to have red this
evening."
"You have WINE with you?" Sarah was incredulous.
"Of course, what is a camping trip without a premium wine or two?" I
said ostentatiously. I went to my duffel and pulled out the red wine
and opened it as I went to the log Sarah was sitting on.
"Now I know why you had these glasses shaped like wine glasses. I
thought it was weird but I thought it would be nice to use them so I
filled them with water." She dumped both of the glasses and held them
up so I could pour the wine.
I said "Great minds think alike." using a cliche that I didn't
particularly like.
Sarah responded "No, Romantic minds think alike. Cheers!"
I couldn't disagree with that one so decided this called for a toast
"Here is to the most beautiful, intelligent, graceful, and hopefully
wonderful cook one could ever wish to camp with." I saw Sarah's eye
fill with water as she hesitated and then drank to my toast. Sarah
wiped her eyes and said "Mmmm, this is quite good. I haven't had wine
very often but my parents buy really good wine and this certainly
compares to their's."
"It's probably just the fresh air and the mid morning dunking that makes
it taste so good." I joked.
We sat next to each other and enjoyed the dinner which was really quite
good. I praised Sarah's cooking and then told her that it was official,
she would be the main cook for the rest of the expedition. And since
she was such a great fisher 'person' she could definitely get up in the
morning, catch my breakfast, and wake me up when it was ready. Sarah
poked me in return and we sorted of played around poking and touching
each other. I put a pot of water on the fire to heat it up for washing
the dishes and got out the lantern since it was now getting dark and
colder. Sarah and I huddled together, my arm around her, being
hypnotized by the fire and finishing the wine.
As we were doing the dishes Sarah said to me. "Considering today's, um,
occurrences, would it be ok with you if I slept in the tent with you?"
Her question boggled one part of my mind but I replied immediately
because I knew how uncomfortable the bivvy sack is. "Of course, Sarah.
Absolutely, and I promise to be a gentleman."
"You don't have to make that promise Brad. I know enough about you now
that I trust you'll be a gentleman."
We finished the dishes and decided to walk around looking at the stars
and the river by moonlight. The sound of the falls at night was so
relaxing. As I said, I had been here many times before but I never
enjoyed it as much as today. I told this to Sarah.
"Brad, you make me feel so wonderful. I don't deserve being here with
you. You truly are special." I wanted to kiss her on the spot and
haul her off to my casbah for all night lovemaking. Instead, I said,
"With all the excitement today I think I'm tired. I guess I need to go
to bed. I'll help you get your pad from the bivvy sack but then I'm
going to hit the hay."
"Good idea." was all she said.
We got her pad and set it up next to mine in the tent. I did one last
check around the camp to make sure everything was put away and that the
garbage and food was safely lifted off the ground so the random bear
didn't feel obliged to hang around. I returned to the tent and was
surprised to see that Sarah was already tucked into her bag. I guess I
expected her to stay up longer. I took my shoes off at the door and
closed the tent. I took off all but my shorts and climbed into my bag.
As I put my head down I thought "God that feels good!"
I was about to say goodnight to Sarah when she spoke. "Brad? Um, I want
to ask you to do something that's very important to me."
"Sure, Sarah, what is it?"
"Will you make love to me?" WHAT!? ARE YOU KIDDING!
"Umm, uh, did I hear you correctly Sarah?" I was floored.
Sarah giggled a nervous giggle "Yes, Brad. I know what I told you
earlier but then I realized that I couldn't ask for a more gentle and
respectful man to be my first. If you are willing I would like you to
make love to me."
"But aren't you afraid?"
"Well yes, I don't know what to expect but I am not afraid of you. I
trust you and I want you to know that this carries no obligation. I
just need your gentleness tonight."
"Aren't you afraid of becoming pregnant? I don't have any protection
with me."
"You mean you didn't anticipate that you would be making love to a young
virgin on this camping trip? What kind of boy scout are you anyway?"
Sarah laughed that laugh I love. "It's ok, I just finished my period two
days ago so I am sure I won't get pregnant. Today was such a wonderful
day, despite almost being a casualty to my own stupidity." she chuckled.
"I simply realized that you have given me an opportunity who's odds of
repeating are pretty slim. I trust you and I want you."
How could I say no when this is what I wanted more than anything.
"Sarah, I care deeply about you. I know that probably sounds trite
because of the situation but I've never had such a wonderful time with
anyone in my life. I don't want to hurt you. Please believe me. Are you
really sure you want to do this?"
"Brad, I do believe you but, just for tonight let's not think beyond
tonight. I need you close to me. I need you to teach me how to love.
I want you."
There was nothing more to say. I leaned over and kissed her gently on
the lips. The charges ran all through my body again.
Chapter 4
I knew my hands would be cold so I didn't want to touch Sarah right away
but the thing I've wanted to do most of all, and had wanted to do all
day, was to kiss her - kiss her deeply and passionately.
With my lips gently on hers I could feel the electricity I felt earlier
when she surprised me with her kiss. I could sense her tension but as I
tenderly kissed her I could feel her tension ease and it seemed as if I
was pulling the tension into me because my excitement level rose as I
felt her lips respond.
I wanted to go slowly but her lips partly slightly as I kissed her and I
sensed that she wanted more. I leaned over her and put both hands on
either side of her head and kissed her forehead, eyelids, and cheeks,
while I held her head and delicately guided her to turn to allow me to
kiss her all over. She sighed as I kissed her face and began to respond
with her own motion to guide me to where she wanted to be kissed. This
freed my hands to touch her neck, ears, and throat. When she moved so
that I would kiss her chin and then her neck, I moved my hands to her
face and carefully touched her eyelids, cheeks, and lips with my
fingers. She responded by kissing my fingers and letting me lightly
touch her without rushing.
Our caressing took on its own life - we didn't feel rushed but passion
steadily rose as Sarah put her arms around me. My hands had picked up
the heat from her neck and my right hand slowly drifted from her throat
to her collar bone. As I moved lower still Sarah's became more animated
and was starting to breathe heavily. I guess I had expected her to have
her bra on but was pleasantly surprised this was not the case. My
fingers brushed her breasts but I continued to follow her sternum. I
could almost hear Sarah whimper as she had expected me to touch her
breast again. Once my hand was on her belly Sarah's whimpering changed
to anticipation as she expected me to move further downward. I moved my
lips back up to her lips and as I did so I moved my hand to my right so
it was under her breast and then slowly slid it up the incline of her
breast and rested my hand fully on her nipple. Sarah gasped with the
sensation and moved her body to push hard against my hand and, since I
was holding my hand steady, she started gyrating her body to get the
sensation of me rubbing her breast.
I let her continue with this for a bit as I could feel her excitement
rise. I then spread my fingers to let the nipple pop between them and
then squeezed her nipple while she continued her gyrations. I was amazed
by the intensity of her motion and was now thinking about the
implications as I thought about my next move.
Sarah was kissing me hard and breathing heavily through her nose. I
moved my lips to her neck and then downward toward her breast and
shifted my hand downward to allow my lips to take over with her nipple.
I licked around her nipple while I had my hand on her belly and Sarah
was now loudly panting and trying to pull me tightly to her breast.
With my hand on her belly, however, I was able to hold her away while I
licked her nipple. It was extremely difficult as I now knew how strong
Sarah really was.
I finally conceded as I sucked her nipple into my mouth and began to
gently but firmly chew on her nipple. Sarah was crying out now "Oh God,
Brad, that feels so good!".
She literally cried out when I began to move my hand again. I felt her
belly button and she tried to shift upwards so my hand would move
downward quicker. As I just began to feel her pubic hair I quickly
moved my hand sideways and felt the smoothness of the top of her leg. I
reached down her leg and was entranced by the luxurious feeling of her
thigh. At once it was soft and silky but it was also hard with the
muscles she developed through dancing. Her body was a paradox. I could
never get enough of this as I slid my hand downward until my arm was
fully extended.
Sarah sounded like she would hyperventilate as kept gasping for air.
With my arm fully extended I could reach her shin and the length of my
arm rested fully against her upper leg. I could feel her swollen mound
against the back of my arm. I wanted to totally consume her and I think
my mouth was driven to this goal as it now had devoured a substantial
portion of Sarah's breast.
Sarah was now out of control and screaming "Oh God, please touch me
Brad. Oh YES! OH GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING! NO, NO, PLEASE DON'T STOP! YES.
OH MY GOD!" She had thrashed wildly and was now gasping for air and was
completely limp. I wasn't sure if I should continue but the feel of her
leg was more than I could stand. I let her catch her breath for a few
seconds but then had to succumb to my most natural inclination and began
to slide my hand upward. This time with my hand running up the inside
of her leg.
Sarah stopped breathing! "Oh Brad, Oh God! This can't be happening. Oh
please, don't stop." she whimpered and spread her legs impossibly wide.
I kept my hand on her leg and had the immense satisfaction of feeling
her silky muscular thigh. God how I wanted to bite her! As I got
midway up her thigh I felt her raging heat from her womanhood. I
couldn't wait any longer. I slid my hand the rest of the way up her
thigh and moved my full hand over her mound.
"OH CHRIST, BRAD. TOUCH ME. BE INSIDE ME NOW!"
I kept my full hand covering her mound but used my middle finger to
slide and find her slit. This was an easy task as she was swollen
completely open and was dripping wet. I found her opening and just
barely touched the opening to wet my finger and then slid it up to her
clit. Sarah was gasping again and pushed her pussy hard against my
hand. "OH MY GOD! NOT AGAIN! OH BRAD! FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME! OH NO!
YES, YES, YEESSSSS!"
In her writhing it was all I could do to keep my hand on her but I did
manage to massage her clit and work my finger into her hot opening. I
knew the time had come. She couldn't get any wetter and she was burning
so much energy I wanted to make sure she had some left. I kept my hand
on her mound but was careful not to touch her clit or vagina. I let her
catch her breath and moved my lips back to hers. I kissed her gently
and said "Do you still want me Sarah?"
Between breaths she yelled "GOD YES! More than ever!"
I rolled off of her to remove my shorts and then as I moved over her I
looked into her eyes, which I could now see, because we had both
adjusted to the moonlight filtering through the tent and her eyes were
so huge. I said "I will try to be gentle but this will hurt some."
Sarah was still catching her breath but now had a new sense of
excitement and said "I think it will be ok Brad. My dancing probably
broke most of it already but, in any case, I really want you. Please be
inside me."
I lowered myself between her legs and slowly shifted upwards as I looked
into her eyes. She looked expectantly at me and then her eyes showed
her excitement as we finally touched. I was about to reach down and
guide myself into her but her wide legs, my raging hard-on, and her
wetness provided all the natural alignment we needed. I felt the tip of
my cockhead enter her tight, wet pussy. Sarah didn't say a word but
continued to look at me in wonder. I felt the tightness and pulled back
out slightly to spread the wetness. Sarah put her arms around my lower
back as to pull me back to her. I pushed in further until I felt a
constriction. Sarah's dancing may have torn her somewhat but she still
was a virgin. "I need to push hard Sarah but then I'll pause and wait
for you, ok?"
Sarah just looked at me, slightly frightened but nodded her head. I
pushed forward and immediately slid past the restriction. Sarah took in
a breath between her teeth but didn't seem to have too much pain. I was
not in all the way but decided to wait for her lead. I bent down and
kissed her lips. Sarah said "Oh Brad, make love to me."
I pulled back out slightly and then pushed back in but deeper this time.
Sarah moaned "Oh lord." I worked in and out for a couple of strokes and
was then fully enwrapped in her womb. She was so tight and the
incongruity of her small size but the immense feeling was overwhelming.
"You fill me up Brad. I've never felt anything like this! Don't move
for a bit. I just want to feel you filling me."
I was overcome with happiness. I felt totally 'one' with Sarah as I
looked into her eyes, felt her body along mine, and felt me deep inside
her. I kissed her, she kissed me back, and then ever so slightly I felt
her muscles squeezing my cock. I couldn't take it any longer. I pulled
back and moaned with the feeling of her sliding off my cock. As I
reached her heavenly entrance I began my descent into her depths. Sarah
was still looking at me but her senses were now focused elsewhere and
she started to murmur with each stroke. I could feel me rub the whole
of her being and moved to draw my shaft along her clit as I withdrew.
"Oh Oh Brad! How can you do this to me?"
"Do this to her?" I thought. Christ, she's driving me crazy! "MMMmmm."
Shit she feels good!
"Yes, oh don't stop."
"Sarah, Christ you feel good!"
"Brad, Fuck me. Fill me up."
"Sarah, Mmmmh, Oh God!"
"Oh Yes, God YES!"
"Sarah, I can't last too much" pant pant "lonnnnnggeerr!"
"OH BRAD, OH YES, OH FUCK! JESUS! OH MY GOD! YES,
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Sarah squeezed me with her legs as she came pulling me
impossibly deep into her.
"SARAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I exploded into her, filling her with my seed.
Spurt after spurt I filled her up as she took me more and more squeezing
me with her throbbing cunt. I never came so much in my life. I was
totally drained in every respect when I finally collapsed on her.
We lay there gasping for air. No longer cold, we were dripping with
sweat. I felt the most unimaginable love for Sarah. I couldn't
believe how wonderful I felt now and how magical it's been from the
moment I met her. I was trying to gather my thoughts and kissed Sarah
and shifted to take my weight off her.
Sarah sighed and said "Brad, I will never be able to thank you enough
for that!"
"It was my pleasure!" I said with a contented sigh of my own.
"I never imagined! I always thought in the movies and what people said
was an exaggeration but it was wonderful! Is it always like that?"
"Sarah, this was the best time I have ever had. You made it wonderful!"
"I seem to recall you were partly responsible yourself Dr. Brad Martin,
my hero!"
I smiled at that.
"Brad?" Sarah asked meekly.
"Yes Sarah?"
"Umm, do you think we could do it again?"
I immediately panicked - does she mean 'right' now?
"Uh, well it may take me a little while to recover Sarah." I said
embarrassedly.
"Oh, I know that silly! I mean like in..." she paused "five minutes?"
Five minutes! Oh Christ! Just then she laughed and rolled over on me
laughing, kissing, hugging, and generally pawing me all over. I looked
at her and felt such warmth and happiness I could help but kiss her
fully on the lips probing my tongue deep into her mouth. I put my arms
around her and pulled her to me. I pulled her breasts hard against me
and them moved my hands to her ass to pull her closer.
Oh Christ! What a magnificent ass! I just loved the feel of her ass
and when she ground her pussy into me we were both amazed as my cock
responded. Sarah rolled her hips to rub her clit against me and as my
cock hardened it naturally slid into her when she thrust backward.
"Oh my! I was just teasing you Brad!"
"Should I stop Sarah?" I asked teasingly.
"Oh God no. Fill me up again. I can't believe this feeling."
Sarah was incredible! I don't know if it was the dance training, her
great physical shape, or simply the love I was feeling for her but the
way she rolled her hips and squeezed my cock with her cunt was awesome!
She discovered that she could sit more upright and get a different
sensation and the look of discovery and love in her eyes as she rocked
on me was incredible. She tried many different moves. Long, fast
strokes; short slow strokes; slow, long, swirling strokes.
With each stroke her muscles squeezed me. I enjoyed pleasure of her
naked body in the dim light and longed for this same thing in daylight.
Sarah's pace became more frantic and her eyes widened and the feeling of
pending explosion once again strengthened. Rather than lose her rhythm,
however, Sarah became more focused on a single steady deeply driving
stroke. I felt the pressure well up in me as the steady feeling of her
hot wet cunt sucking my cock deeper and deeper into her. We both came
at once with a loud crescendo guaranteed to ensure that there would be
no wildlife visiting us this evening.
Chapter 5
I woke in the morning remembering the most wonderful dream. I had my
lover in my arms and she was purring.
Purring? I opened my eyes and realized that we were once again back to
belly and I had my arm around Sarah my hand on her breast. Her nipple
was erect and she was, in fact, purring.
"Good morning Sarah." I said lovingly.
"Mmmmm, good morning Brad. You don't mind if I borrow your hand for a
while do you?"
"I guess I'm not bothering you then?" I asked teasingly.
"Oh YES! You really are bothering me! and I love it!" Sarah said
purringly.
Sarah shifted to push into me more and felt my raging hard-on poke her
in the butt. She shifted some more and finally reached her hand around
and asked "Hmmm, what's this? Good grief! If I knew it was this big
I'm not sure I would have been brave enough to try what we did last
night. Is it bigger now?" she asked in all seriousness.
"Well, it does seem to get big in the morning when its well rested." I
said jokingly.
"Hmmmm, do you think we dare try it?" Sarah said hungrily. God this
women is insatiable! I thought happily.
"First, a kiss." I said as I rolled her over and kissed her gently on
the lips. Sarah responded immediately and opened her lips and let me
know she wanted a passionate kiss. As I drove my tongue into her mouth
she spread her legs wide causing me to lift up over her leg and lying
between hers. I wasn't sure if she was ready but as soon as we touched,
my cock, as if seeking its home, slid smoothly and tightly into her.
"Oh God Sarah you feel marvelous. Please don't tell me this is a
dream."
"Mmmmm, Brad, give me all of that wonderful cock of yours and I will
show you how real this is!"
We made a slow, sweet, exquisite, kind of love. The kind you can do in
the morning when you're well rested but not ready for any exertion.
Just a steady, loving, sharing of bodies. As we reached orgasm we
succumbed to the animal intensity but even this was reserved as we could
see each other's eyes fully now and we savored the depths of our souls.
We fell back asleep after our love making. When I awoke Sarah was
already up and I heard sounds the camp. I got up and threw on
yesterday's clothes to see what's going on. Sarah had the fire going
and looked up as I came out of the tent.
"I was about to call you sleepy head! Breakfast is almost ready."
"Oh? What's for breakfast my dear?"
"Trout and bacon silly! Isn't that what you told me you wanted?"
"You caught some more trout?"
"Sure! You are right! This is a great place!" Sarah held up what was
left of two nice looking brown trout. They were all cleaned and ready
for cooking.
"Wow! I was only joking Sarah. I hope you didn't think I expected you
to do this."
"No, Brad. I knew you were teasing but I wanted to do something special
for you. Here, let me pour some coffee for you. Sit here and relax
while I cook the breakfast."
God! I know I've gone to heaven!
"Sarah, you are out of this world! I could very easily get used to
this." I sat on the log next to Sarah as she handed me my coffee.
Sarah looked at me with an incredibly contented look on her face and she
said "So could I Brad, so could I."
I sat and watched her cook while I enjoyed the coffee and the great
morning. It was such a pleasure to watch her. Her motions were so
graceful and she was so beautiful I really felt like I had died and gone
to heaven.
We ate breakfast and it was delicious! Between the fresh air, fresh
trout, bacon, the divine exhaustion from the night's love making, I felt
absolutely at peace with the world.
Sarah didn't say much during breakfast but mostly smiled and leaned
against me. When we finished I held her for a while until she finally
spoke.
"Brad, I want to ask you a question but please understand that any
answer is ok with me. I won't be upset but I just need to know."
Oh God! Just when I was at peace!
"Ok Sarah, but I don't want to upset you. I am really happy here with
you."
"I am happy here with you too Brad. Last night I said there would be no
obligations. I meant that then and still do. But last night was so much
more than I ever expected, well..., I guess I feel I have to know one
thing."
"Ok Sarah. What do you want to know?" I asked fearing the worst.
"Um, do you have a girlfriend?" she asked timidly.
"I sure do!" I said with enthusiasm.
Sarah looked stunned and I could see a look of disappointment on her
face. "I'm sorry Brad, I guess I should have expected that a guy as
nice as you would. I guess I was hoping - I don't know... I'm sort of
surprised about one thing though."
"What's that Sarah?"
"Well, you seem like such a wonderful guy, I guess I'm surprised you
were unfaithful to your girlfriend even though I sort of pushed myself
on you." I could see Sarah was really struggling with this.
"But Sarah, I wasn't unfaithful."
"But, you and I made love! How can you say you weren't unfaithful?"
Sarah pulled away from me and looked straight into my eyes. I looked
back at her and smiled my most loving smile. I could almost see Sarah's
brain working as she went from appalled, to quizzical, to slowly, as
realization settled in, a look of hopeful excitement.
"BRAD! 'Who' is your girlfriend?"
"You are silly!" I exclaimed opening my arms. Sarah jumped on top of me
and I fell off the back of log and Sarah smothered me with kisses all
the time shouting "Brad! You're terrible! You tore my heart out with
that! I love you so much! Don't ever do that to me again! God I could
kiss you forever!"
We rolled around in the grass for a bit and Sarah finally paused and
said "Are you serious Brad? Do you really want me for your girlfriend?"
"Sarah, yes, I want you for my girlfriend, my lover, my friend, my
confidant, my partner, and so much more." I said sincerely. "When I got
to know you and you said you would join me for this camping trip you
already set yourself apart from every girl I've every known but we had
such a great time yesterday - even with our little 'adventure'. In
fact, when I realized how serious our situation was all I could think of
was that I didn't want to lose you."
"Oh, Brad. You really are from a different time." and Sarah began her
kisses anew.
We hugged each other for a while until I finally said "Say, we had
better clean up these breakfast dishes before the food dries on. We'll
have a devil of a time cleaning them then."
I put a large pot of water on the fire to heat it for washing the
dishes. Sarah laughed when I did that and I asked what was funny.
"Well, I was just thinking how nice a bath would be. I'm feeling pretty
grungy. Too bad we can't heat up more water for a bath. I think the
river might be a tad too cold." she said shivering.
"Well, I do have a sun shower. We can preheat the water and then you
can take a shower after the sun finishes heating the water. Would that
be ok? I could use some cleaning too now that you mention it."
"I don't know what a sun shower is. How does it work?"
"A sun shower is a strong plastic bag that will hold a few gallons of
water. One side is clear to let the sun shine through and the inside of
the opposite side is black to absorb the sunlight and heat the water.
You won't have a steaming shower but the water can get quite warm.
Also, since it's only a couple gallons you have to be careful to only
use a little water at a time. Fortunately, there is an attached hose
with a valve and a fine nozzle so it is relatively easy to conserve
enough water so two or three people can get completely clean with this.
We heat the water by putting the filled bag in the sun and then we hang
the bag from a tree or something with the nozzle hanging down. You use
a little water to get wet, shut off the valve, soap up, and then rinse.
I have some camp soap that's biodegradable and fast rinsing."
"Sounds pretty luxurious! Let's do it." Sally said enthusiastically.
I got the sun shower and filled it about half way with cold river water
and put it in the sun. "I'll fill the rest with the next batch of water
heated on the fire. Meanwhile why don't you take a nice relaxing rest
in the hammock while I do the dishes."
"Wow! Sound's good to me. I didn't know there was a hammock - where is
it?"
"Well, I haven't set it up yet. I didn't want you goofing off while you
were supposed to be catching and making breakfast!"
"Oh you!" Sarah came up to me and hugged me.
"Seriously, I didn't get a chance to put it up yesterday with our
'adventure' and the long 'nap' we took. I'll set it up and then do the
dishes."
I set up the hammock and, after doing the dishes, I put on another pot
of water on the fire. The air was warming up quickly but it probably
wouldn't be until afternoon where it would be comfortable enough to take
an outdoor shower - even then it would be rushed. At least the hot water
would speed the sun's heating effect.
I went over to where Sarah was slowly swinging on the hammock. God I
loved the looks of her. I leaned over to kiss her each time she swung
to my side while I gently pushed her. When I saw the steam rising from
the pot I had Sarah help me pour the heated water in the bag.
We decided a hike up a nearby 'mountain' would be a nice break. It's
actually a pretty good climb as it rises about 1000 feet above the lake
level. I had Sarah lead the way for some of the trail because I really
enjoyed watching her from behind (or should I say I enjoyed watching her
behind from behind?)
Since it was such a great day we could see quite a ways once we reached
the top. We sat together and just watched the world around us as we
hugged and kissed. It was great to be alive!
Chapter 6
When we returned to camp it had warmed considerably and we were pretty
sweaty from the hike so we both looked forward to our showers. I felt
the sun shower bag and it was quite warm. "Looks like you can have your
shower now Sarah. Where would you like me to set up the shower? The
only private places are in the shade so it might be cooler than in the
sun."
"Where do you normally set it up Brad?"
"Well, I usually hang it from the tree over by the hammock but we
usually don't have mixed company in camp."
Sarah laughed. "Well, that spot sounds good to me. I'm not sure how to
operate that thing and I'm afraid I'll use up all the water so why don't
you take your shower first and then I'll take mine and use whatever
water is left over."
"Um, ok. I guess I can go to the river while you're showering."
Sarah really cracked up then. "Brad, after what we've been through
don't tell me you're going to be bashful now? Or are you simply being
chivalrous and allowing me my privacy?"
"Well, to be honest I was hoping you would not be bashful but I did want
to give you the benefit of the doubt." I smiled.
"Brad, I'm so lucky to have you!" She kissed me and then said
"Especially since you get to shower first and show me how to use this
thing and show me other things as well..." she finished wickedly.
"Wow, what a girl!" I thought to myself.
"Ok, get your towel and change of clothes, I'll hang this up, and then
get the soap and my stuff."
I could see Sarah was as excited as I was, if not more. I hung the
shower bag and setup the nozzle and then got my fresh clothes and towel.
When I came back Sarah was sitting in the hammock with a big smile on
her face. "Ok Brad, I'm ready for the show, I mean, the tutorial..."
she said unabashedly.
Ordinarily I would probably be embarrassed by all this but Sarah's
enthusiasm was contagious so I was becoming excited at 'putting on a
show' for Sarah. I moved to the shower area and draped my towel over
the end of the hammock. I put my fresh clothes on a nearby stump so
they wouldn't get wet or knocked off the hammock if Sarah moved. I
moved under the shower and faced Sarah and began to take off my shirt.
As I was halfway unbuttoned Sarah said "We should have some striptease
music." and began to make the classic stripper music sound. I was now
thinking that maybe this wasn't a good idea but continued and slowly got
caught up in the sound of the 'music' especially when Sarah would
emphasize the sounds at certain key points. Like when I had my shirt
all unbuttoned and opened one side - even though I had a tee shirt on
she made it sound just like a woman teasing her male audience. It was
pretty funny and I was soon caught up in the game. So I opened and
closed each side of my shirt in time and when I pulled off my tee shirt
I faced away from her and pulled it up over my head but then held it to
my chest as I turned around. Then, with the music, I teased her by
showing her short glimpses of my chest but then quickly covered up.
Sarah giggled at that.
I kicked off my shoes and socks which was difficult to do as I was now
grinding my hips with the music. I faced directly toward her and undid
my belt and let it flap while I put my hands behind my head and did hip
thrusts to the music. This motion caused my loose belt to flip up and
slap my belly. It was pretty wild and Sarah kept cracking up making it
hard to keep the 'music' going.
I turned and made an exaggerated motion of unzipping my jeans. I was
swiveling my hips and didn't turn. Sarah was applauding yelling "More!
More! Show me more!" in between the 'notes'.
I didn't turn but slowly lowered my jeans. As soon as Sarah could see
the waistband of my shorts I quickly lifted the jeans back up. I did
this a couple of times and Sarah said "Take it off! Take it all off!"
I dropped my jeans and Sarah applauded as I now only had my jockey
shorts on. I was really excited now and was beginning to get a hard-on.
I faced away from her for a bit longer, shaking my butt with the
'music'. I then twisted giving her the impression that I was turning
and Sarah would get quieter as I started to turn but then sigh as I
twisted back. She must have been having trouble breathing because her
music was now in between deep breaths and quieter.
I finally turned and Sarah gasped as she saw the bulge in my shorts.
The 'music' stopped altogether and I stood there for a second and
finally said "I guess the show's over if the music has stopped."
Sarah immediately resumed the music but not until she croaked out "take
it off. Please take it all off."
I turned back around and knew the time has come. I put my fingers in
the waistband and slowly pulled down one side and then the other. I
could barely hear Sarah now. When the shorts were about halfway down my
thigh I finally released them and let them fall to the ground and kicked
them out of the way. The 'music' had stopped and I heard Sarah whisper
"Please turn around Brad."
"Unh uh. I need music for me to continue."
"Oh Brad, you're awful." and then she continued the 'music' but it was
so faint I could hardly pick up the 'beat'.
I swiveled my ass and felt my rock hard cock slap against my belly. I
twisted my upper body around and saw that Sarah was focused on one thing
- she was waiting to see my cock. I swiveled one more time and then
spun to fully face her with my arms out from my side with my hands wide
open as if to say "Here I am. I'm yours."
"Oh God Brad! I can't believe you put all of you inside me! Even
touching you I never imagined this! You are so handsome! God I want
you." and she started to get up from the hammock.
"Nope. you have to wait until we both finish our showers."
"Oh Brad! Ok, please hurry. Show me how the shower works."
"Ok, but you'll have to change where you're looking." I laughed.
Sarah blushed and reluctantly looked away. I showed her the valve and
how it works. "First I'll get wet all over. Mostly my hair and this
wash cloth - it holds the moisture longer." I got wet and rubbed the
water all over me. I then took a bit of soap saying "don't use too much
soap because it'll just increase the amount of rinsing you'll need to
do." I washed my hair and then my chest, abdomen, and my lower body.
Sarah said "would you like me to wash your back?"
"Oh yeah, that would be great!"
Sarah got up and I turned around so she could do my back. She took the
wash cloth and rubbed my back all over. It felt wonderful. Then she
leaned up to my ear and whispered "you missed a spot." and she put her
arm around me and took her soapy hand and rubbed it up and down my cock.
Oh Man! I could have stayed like that forever (well almost ;-) but knew
the soap would dry and I would have a devil of a time rinsing. Besides
I had other things on my mind.
"Hey, you be a good girl! Let me rinse and then it's your turn." I
ended with a devilish snicker.
"Gee, I was only trying to help" she pouted and went back to the hammock
to watch.
I turned on the water and rinsed my hair and then rinsed the wash cloth
and turned off the valve and rinsed the rest of me with the cloth. One
final spray with water and I was done. The evaporating water felt cool
but it was really refreshing to be clean. I was also great to be naked
outdoors and in front of Sarah.
I reached for my towel but it wasn't there! I looked around and saw
Sarah smiling and she had the towel behind her back.
"Hey, you don't want me to catch cold do you? I need the towel to dry
off."
"Oh, that's all right Brad. Let me do it..." she said with a grin.
Hmmm, this could be interesting.
Sarah walked up to me and put the towel on my head to dry my hair but
moved close to kiss me on my lips while she dried my hair. "Mmmmm, you
smell good."
"I'll bet you say that to all the naked men you're drying off."
"You're right. So far I've said it to 'all' the naked men I've dried
off."
When she was done with my hair she went behind me and dried my back and
then my butt and back of my legs. When she had dried the back of my
legs she seemed to move the towel back up the inside of my legs and
lingered working the towel in my groin area from behind. She then stood
up and came to the front of me and dried my chest and abs saying "You
are in very good shape Brad. Especially here..." as she dried off my
cock and balls. It was clear she was really curious and wanted to look
closer but I moved to help her finish my legs and I wrapped the towel
around me.
"No fair." she pouted.
"Entirely fair my dear - it's now your turn" I said with a smile and
began the stripper music.
Sarah grinned and said "Oh yeah!"
Now I may not be the most musical guy in the world and was barely able
to make the same kind of 'music' that Sarah had made earlier so
apparently Sarah didn't need much of a musical accompaniment because
when she started to do her swaying it was to die for!
Sarah looked directly at me, put her hands behind her head, and started
a motion with her hips that was so erotic it was probably outlawed in
twenty states! As she continued her swiveling she pulled off her
ponytail holder and her hair came loose and fell around her shoulders.
I had thought she was beautiful with her hair pulled back but she was
drop-dead gorgeous with her hair down like that. My hard-on was
immediately restored and I knew I was going to have a hard time
finishing the music.
Christ could this woman dance! If I didn't know any better I'd swear
she was a professional stripper! She swung her hips reminiscent of
belly dancers while she ran her fingers through her hair making me want
to 'be' those fingers! She moved her hands down to her blouse and, while
I didn't see the motion, buttons fell open as her hand passed each one.
I swear I was being hypnotized by the swaying of her hips. Her blouse
was completely unbuttoned allowing me the slightest of glimpses as she
swayed but never enough to be satisfying. Always just enough to keep me
tantalized.
Rather than teasing me by flipping her blouse open she turned away from
me and I was immediately captured by her swaying ass! Oh God, I AM in
heaven! I wanted to touch that ass so much I barely even noticed that
she had opened her blouse all the way and was pulling it off. She just
had her bra on her top now and she barely hesitated but reached behind
her and unhooked the catch and let the bra straps loose. She turned
back to face me holding her arm across her bra to keep it from falling.
She moved her arm, ever so slightly toward me and her bra fell downward
but her breasts were still hidden from my view by her arm but as her bra
fell she flicked her foot so the bra was kicked toward me and almost
wrapped around my head, temporarily hiding her. She had to have
practiced that a thousand times! I thought to myself. How I kept the
'music' going - if I did at all - was beyond me. I was totally gone!
Sarah had me completely in her power! I was hooked!
As I cleared her bra from my vision she moved her arm outward so I could
just see her tits but in the same motion turned with her back to me
again. I barely saw her but knew I wanted more. She followed my lead
and did an exaggerated unzipping of her jeans but her jeans were so
tight they were not likely to fall off of her and, as I contemplated the
impossibility of the perfection of her ass I realized she had gotten rid
of her shoes already but I had never seen when. She must have removed
those before she entered the shower area.
Her motions now included not only the hypnotic swaying but included dips
where it seemed her whole ass was presenting itself to me. Somehow, in
one of those dips, she dipped down and when she rose again her jeans
were down to her knees and her magnificent ass was only covered in her
cotton panties. God how I wanted those panties out of my way. She
changed her step, still perfectly in time with the music and magically
her jeans were gone - don't ask me where - I was focused on one thing!
She turned toward me and I could see the outline of her swollen pussy in
the curves of her panties and it was clear they were wet between her
legs. She then began a series of moves that are permanently etched in
my mind but I'll never be able to accurately describe them. Suffice it
to say that Sarah began a series of gyrations that were combinations of
splits, bends, twists, legs kicks, and twirls that were performed for
the sole purpose to drive me wild! Christ could this woman dance!
Christ could this woman give me such a hard-on like I've never had
before! Could this woman be real and really here performing this magic
just for me?
In one overwhelming complex move that had me completely mesmerized I
found that I, once again, was looking at the most magnificent ass in the
world. I saw Sarah's hands move to her waistband and stopped the music
to whisper "Oh God YES! Please Sarah, take them off or kill me!"
Sarah turned her head to look directly into my eyes. At first she had a
mystique of untouchable professionalism but then a smile slowly, ever so
slowly, formed on her lips - it was a gentle smile, a loving smile, a
smile of longing. She turned and her panties were gone! She has to be a
witch! I never saw her take them off! They were gone and her beautiful
naked body stood before me! God I wanted her so much just then. Her
body was perfectly proportioned! Her curves were smooth and flowing.
There wasn't an once of flab on her and the muscle tone was incredible!
Jesus I wanted to pick her up and gobble her whole.
I started to rise from the hammock but Sarah held up her hand and shook
her head no "First I want to wash. Then I want you to take me..." Her
voice was so lusty I almost came on the spot. I sat back down and
enjoyed her shower - especially when she washed her tits and insides of
her legs. She reached out with the wash cloth and asked "Will you do my
back please? But, Brad, just my back - I'm on fire and I won't be able
to take any more stimulus."
I washed her back and honored her request to restrain myself. But after
she rinsed I took her towel to her and dried her off as she did for me.
Slowly - starting with her hair (accompanied by a kiss of course), then
her back, her ass and backs of her legs, then around to the front and as
I dried her breasts she moaned and took the towel and said she had to
finish or she would faint.
As she was finishing her drying I was trying to guess what I should do
next since she didn't want me to touch her but when she was finished she
turned to face me, held her arms straight out and let the towel drop
while faintly saying "Oh Brad, please make love to me. Please consume
me!"
I knew in an instant what I wanted to do. I went to her and gently
kissed her on the lips being careful not to touch any other part of her.
I put my arm around her back, reached down with my other arm and picked
her up and carried her over to the hammock. She was feather light or my
raging adrenaline made her feel that way.
I placed her cross-wise in the hammock spreading the net so it supported
her but her legs hung over the side. She smiled as she thought I would
fuck her like that but I had other things on my mind. I leaned over and
gently kissed her lips, then her face, ears, neck, and then worked my
way down to her breasts. I was careful not to touch any other part of
her. She was moaning as I kissed her breasts and then started sucking
her nipple. She leaned back in the hammock and just passively enjoyed
the sensation. She had thrust her belly and pussy upward and spread her
legs wide hoping I would enter her and I could sense her expectation
rise as I lifted my lips from her breast.
I moved my lips to her sternum and then, ever so slowly, started working
my way downward. I meandered across her belly and she expressed a
combination of delight and concern as she wasn't sure what I was going
to do. When I reached the top of her leg with my lips however Sarah
started saying "Oh God, Brad! NO! Oh I won't be able to... Oh Jesus!"
My lips were now down her thigh a bit and I could smell her strong odor
of desire. I was on fire with desire. Sarah was now pleading "God,
Please don't Brad. Oh no, no, no." but her spreading legs told me
another story. She now had her feet up on the edge of hammock with her
legs incredibly wide. I had to hold on to her legs so she didn't flip
over backwards in the hammock. I worked my lips to the inside of her
thigh and Sarah could only whimper now - I don't think she could talk
but she was quickly gasping for air.
Oh Lord! The sweetness of her pussy drew me to her. I licked the place
between her pussy lips and her thigh and she instinctively closed her
legs momentary and she let out a scream. I slid sideways and ran my
tongue from her vagina to her clit and her legs crashed into my head
with such amazing force as she bucked, screamed, and used both her hands
to pull my face into her. She fucked my face with animal intensity I
had virtually no control at that point and only had to hope her orgasm
would die before I suffocated!
Her thrashing finally subsided and her hand pressure on the back of my
head eased. I was able to lift up and gasp for air but I knew I was not
finished. Sarah thought otherwise as she panted out "OH GOD, I never
imagined. OH thank you Brad."
"Brad? Brad, what are you doing? Brad, Oh God no! I can't take any
more. Oh fuck!" My tongue was just barely touching her vagina and then
I moved to her clit and started flicking my tongue up and down. I now
knew what strength she had in her legs so rearranged my hands to be able
to hold her legs apart while I enjoyed the ecstasy of her engorged
pussy.
Sarah was thrashing again now and first tried to push my head away but
then released me when she knew I was not to be pushed away and I think
she moved her hands to her breasts and was producing a continuous series
shouts, screams, expletives, and grunts. The hills were echoing with
her screams.
I pulled my tongue away and I heard Sarah say "NO! Don't stop!" but when
I used my fingers to spread her lips and gently blew on her pussy and
clit she was back to screaming at the top of her lungs "OH CHRIST WHAT
ARE YOU DOING TO MEEEEEEE? GOD I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE! DON'T STOP!"
Finally, I knew she would faint soon if I let her continue so stiffening
my tongue I drove it deep into her vagina and then licked forcefully to
her clit and she was gone. It took ALL of my strength to keep her from
crushing my head with her legs! She bucked and grabbed my head and
pulled it HARD against her as my tongue drove into her pussy once more.
Suddenly she went limp and I knew she had passed out. I held her from
falling out of the hammock and slowly pulled away from her pussy taking
the lovely view into the greater perspective of the full length of her
body. I took my tongue and then my towel and cleaned up the excess
juices from her pussy and her ass. I then reached up and shifted her
around so she could stretch out along the full length of the hammock. I
wasn't sure how long she would be out so I grabbed her towel and placed
it over her so she didn't get cold. I looked down at her watching her
breath and had such an immense feeling of love - like I had never felt
before. I finally sat next to the hammock and day dreamed about her,
me, us.
I was lost in a dream when I heard Sarah whisper "Brad, I love you."
She still seemed weak but I saw those captivating eyes look at me and a
smile form on her lips.
"Sarah, I love you, I love your body, I love your spirit, I could eat
you up."
"Hmmm, I think you just did!" she said with a chuckle. "God I couldn't
believe it. I had heard about oral sex but always thought it sounded,
you know, disgusting. Little did I know! Jesus is it as good for guys
as it is for girls?"
"You mean do I enjoy doing that? Absolutely! I love the way you went
wild!"
"Well, yes, I was curious about that but I was asking about if guys love
girls, um, giving them oral sex."
"I have to guess yes but, to be honest, I couldn't tell you from
personal experience. As you say, girls think oral sex is disgusting."
"So this is the first time you ever, um, gave a girl oral sex? Wow! If
true, you are one hell of a magician!"
"Well, no, I've done that before."
"You mean you did that glorious thing for a girl and she didn't even
think that you might enjoy it too? Christ, what kind of women did you
go out with anyway? Oh sorry, that was rude, it's none of my business
but really! Jesus, I can't believe the feeling you gave me. I want to
give you the same feeling. Not as a repayment, understand, but just so
you know what you do to me. Besides," she said with a devilish smile "I
want to get a better look at this thing you keep impressing me with.
Can we?"
"God YES!"
Sarah jumped out the hammock, losing the towel that was covering her and
not seeming to care. She said "Sit on the edge of the hammock Brad but
let me take that towel first!" She grabbed the towel and unwrapped it
from me.
"Mmmmm, that's much better." She said lustily as I was now as naked as
she. I sat on the hammock and guessed Sarah changed mind when she
realized I would have to hold my own weight so she said "No, better yet,
lie down on the hammock."
When I was all stretched out on the hammock Sarah leaned over and kissed
me passionately on the lips. "Mmmmm, I love kissing you Brad. Do you
think you like me kissing you as much as I love you kissing me?"
She didn't wait for an answer as she put her finger to my lips and began
kissing my face, neck, and then chest. I guess I've lived a sheltered
life - I've made love with other women but for some reason my other
'lovers' thought that men only liked to be kissed on the lips. I had
never been kissed on my chest before and hadn't realized it would be as
sensual as I expected it was for women to be kissed on the chest. When
Sarah ran her tongue over my nipples they immediately became erect and
it sent a chill through me. The chill must have focused in my groin as
my cock responded.
It was especially wonderful when Sarah leaned over me to kiss my
opposite nipple and her tits brushed against my chest. I put my hand on
her back to pull her closer to me and then followed curve of her back to
the curve of her cheeks and the crack of her ass. I was about to
explore further but Sarah pushed my hand away and made it clear that I
was to lie back and enjoy her attentions.
She slid her hand down my abdomen and took great pleasure in pressing
hard against my belly to feel my muscles. Her fingers brushed the tip of
my cock which immediately jumped at the shock of her touch. She slid
her hand further and grabbed a hold of my cock squeezing hard and
running her hand up and down my shaft. I let out a moan and Sarah
murmured in response.
She moved her lips down my belly, not letting go of my cock, and her
cheek ran into the tip of my cock. She leaned back so she could get a
good view of my groin. She changed hands and with her free hand spread
my legs wide to get a better view. With one hand stroking my cock she
used her other hand to gently explore my balls and the tip of my cock.
I was in ecstasy and was starting to pump my cock in her hand. She held
me still saying "Patience my darling. I want to enjoy you more."
"Oh God! Oh Sarah, this is fantastic! Jesus I want to fuck you."
"In due time, my dear, in due time."
She leaned down and licked my balls. I took a deep breath between my
teeth trying real hard not to come. "Oh you like that do you Brad?"
Sarah teased. She licked again and then kissed the base of my cock and
drew one of my balls into her mouth.
"SARAH! CHRIST! OH GOD!"
"Hmmmm, seems like you may not let me draw this out for very long you
naughty boy."
With that she moved and then I felt her tongue lick the tip of my cock.
Shivers ran through my entire body and I tried to fuck her hand again
but she held me down tight against the hammock. Christ was she strong!
"Hmmm, nice taste you have Dr. Martin..." I wanted to come on the spot
and it was only me trying to recount some sporting event - I wasn't
coherent enough to even focus on a particular event but thinking
'sports' was enough to keep me from exploding. But then I felt her warm
lips surround my cock. I was aghast! The feeling was a total shock and
when I felt her run her tongue around the tip of my cock while I was in
her mouth I knew no amount of 'sporting events' was going to keep me
from coming. "OH GOD NO! I'M GOING TO COME SARAH." I tried to warn her.
But rather than pull back she went wild. Taking more of me into her
mouth and using her mouth to pump me and suck me. I was gone! From
somewhere deep down inside of me a huge surge of semen exploded - first
ballooning my balls to drive the come deep into Sarah's mouth
"SARAHHHHHHHHHH!" I felt spurt after spurt explode into her mouth.
Sarah kept bobbing her head and stroking my cock with her hand squeezing
hard with both until I could no longer shoot any more seed. Sarah
slowed the pace and gently milked me dry and swirled her tongue around
the tip of my cock. Each swirl caused me to involuntarily twitch even
as I softened. I was so totally drained every part of me was limp.
Finally Sarah released me and kissed my belly and licked spots where I
guess semen had leaked out of her mouth. I couldn't speak, I could only
try to catch my breath but wanted to spend no energy on either.
Sarah stood up and looked down on me. I was helpless. I felt bad that
I came in her mouth but when I looked at her I realized that she hadn't
minded. She had the most peaceful smile. She looked at me for a while
and then quietly said "I think you did enjoy that as much as I enjoyed
you."
I could only go "Mmmmmm".
"I'm glad Brad because I'm not sure which I like better. You doing me
or me doing you."
It took a supreme energy for me to motion for her to come close so I
could kiss her. When she leaned over me I put my arm around her neck
and pulled her tightly to my lips. We kissed deeply but lovingly for the
longest time. I had finally gathered enough strength to pull her fully
on to the hammock and she stretched lengthwise on top of me. I felt so
good to have her naked body against me - I just pulled her close and
fell asleep peacefully swinging in the hammock with my naked lover.
Chapter 7
I'm not sure how long I slept. I guess Sarah woke before me, if she
slept at all. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Sarah's
enchanting big eyes looking at my face. She had such a loving
expression on her face. I mouthed "I love you." and she smiled. "Thank
you." she said.
"Why are you thanking me Sarah?" I am the thankful one.
"Thank you for stopping to help me. Thank you for bringing me to Lake
George. Thank you for waiting to make sure I was all right. And
finally, thank you for changing my life. I am so happy I met you Brad.
I want to make you as happy as I am."
"Oh I think you've already done that Sarah." I pulled her to me and we
kissed again.
"Shall I catch you some lunch, my hero?"
"I love it when you call me that. Gosh, I am hungry! I didn't even
think of it until you mentioned it." I laughed.
Sarah laughed too "Well, your stomach told me differently while you were
sleeping. You were rumbling away but I didn't want to wake you by
moving. You looked so peaceful."
"Thanks Sarah, you are sweet - in more ways than one." I winked.
"You devil!" Sarah laughed.
"Ok, I'm too hungry to work for my lunch. I'll just have an apple and
some gorp. We'll work to catch tonight's dinner."
"Sounds good to me."
As we climbed out of the hammock I said "We'll have a treat for dinner.
I'll chill the wine and we'll have Trout Almandine."
"Wow, who ever expected gourmet treatment on a camping trip?"
"Who ever expected such heavenly treatment on a camping trip?" as I
leaned over and squeezed her ass.
I was about to get dressed when Sarah asked "Brad, do you think I would
be awful if I just stayed naked. It feels so great to be open like
this."
I laughed and said "Well, I absolutely guarantee I won't object! Would
you mind if I did the same?"
"Oh, I was hoping you'd say that!" Sarah jumped up on me throwing her
arms and legs around me and kissed me.
We got something to eat and I enjoyed watching Sarah.
"Brad, the water was really cold but do you think if I just jumped in
and came right out again that I would pass out like before? I want to
rinse again but don't want to wait for the sun shower to warm up."
"Wow, you are brave, or hardy, or foolish. I'm not sure which. I think
it would be ok if you quickly dunked in and I wrapped you in your towel
as soon as you got out. You won't lose enough body heat to harm you.
You will be shivering for a while though."
"Ok, let me do that. I just want to be fresher for you." she smiled.
Wow - she'd do that for me?
We went over to the river's edge and I said "It drops off quickly right
here so you can just walk up to your ankles and then jump in. Come
right out again and I wrap you in your towel and hold you until you're
warm. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yeah, let's go."
She waded in and yelped "God I forgot how cold it was!" and then she
jumped in. She came up letting out a huge scream "CHRIST IT'S FUCKING
COLD!" and climbed out with her skin all red as the blood rushed to the
surface. I grabbed her and wrapped her in her towel and held her
rubbing her skin while she shivered.
"Wow!" she finally said when her shivering settled down. "Is that ever
refreshing! I'm all fired up now!" she said with her eyes wide and
excited.
"Gee, maybe I should try it?" I said tentatively.
"Well, it was really shocking but boy, I'm not kidding, I'm really
refreshed now!"
"Ok, I'll try it. Are you ok now? I'll go get my towel."
"Yeah, I'm fine. More than fine. I feel like dancing!"
I got my towel but when I waded into the water I thought what kind of
bonehead idea is this anyway. If Sarah could do it, I could, I thought
as I jumped. When I fell in the water it felt like crashing through
glass. I felt a lump in my throat and felt me pee again. I came back
to the surface and quickly climbed out. Sarah helped pull me out and,
in her naked finery, wrapped me in my towel and hugged me, rubbing me
all over to help me warm back up. After my shivering died down I
realized that Sarah was absolutely right - I did feel refreshed.
"Feel better Brad?"
"Wow! You are right. I am completely refreshed! I would have never
thought of something like that. Thank you for teaching this to me." I
leaned over and kissed her.
"So do you feel like dancing?" she asked mischievously.
"Well, dancing isn't what I had in mind." I said with a wink.
"Hmmm, from what I saw when you got out of the river it doesn't seem
like you'd be able to do anything like what you have in mind."
I was confused until I realized that the cold water must have shrunken
my cock to nothing. "Oh yeah, well you know that's just the cold water
doing that. I'm sure we can solve that problem." I took off my towel
and started to grab her but she was too fast for me and ran away. She
caught me by surprise so she was well clear of me as I realized I would
have to chase her.
She said "You'll have to dance your way to me if you want to catch me
Brad!" and she did some twirls and then turned with her arms and legs
spread looking at me. Jesus I wanted her!
I ran after her but she ran away and said "Nope, you can't have me until
you dance for me."
Was she kidding or serious? "But Sarah I'm not a dancer. I don't know
how to dance without a partner. Maybe if you came over to me then I
could dance." I said with a smirk.
"Nice try buster! I'm not falling for that age old trick of 'sure I'll
dance with you' until you catch me! I'll show you what to do and you
just repeat it. Then maybe..." she let the thought hang.
"But I'll never be able to copy you."
"Oh, let's just see how close you can come." and she did a couple of
simple twirls followed by a beautiful leap kicking her legs wide when
she leaped.
Well I know I'll never be able to duplicate that and sure I'll feel like
a fool trying but if, in trying, I get Sarah to do more moves like that
then I'm MORE than willing to play along. I did some twirls and jumped
into the air. When I landed Sarah was doubled over laughing. I was
embarrassed "Sarah, you hurt my feelings."
"I'm sorry Brad. I won't laugh again. I'm happy you're willing to play
along."
"I think I'll always be happy to 'play' with you Sarah." I said
recovering.
Sarah smiled and then did a couple of running leaps and then, on the
last one, landed on one foot and did this slow turn with her body bent
over and her other leg lifted well into air - I am sure it is some
standard ballet move but even if I knew its name my mind was so boggled
at that point I wouldn't have been able to remember it. Sarah
straightened and seemed glad that I enjoyed the move and looked at me
expectantly.
I tried to do the same thing - a couple of jumps and then bend over with
one leg in the air. I have no idea how she was able to turn but I did a
poor imitation by putting my hands on the ground and sort of pushing my
way around. Sarah must have enjoyed it enough because she was
applauding.
We did a couple of more maneuvers and each time I got a little closer to
Sarah. She didn't seem to mind and I was having such a great time
watching her I no longer wanted to stop it. I think she was enjoying
watching me as well - not the 'grace' of my dancing, of course, but it
seemed that her choice of moves allowed us both the opportunity to enjoy
the various views of our bodies.
I was almost close enough to touch Sarah when she looked at me with a
longing glance and did a slow bow forward with her legs close together
and her feet pointing outward (another standard ballet move performed in
a decidedly non-standard way) and then she turned 180 degrees, slowly
spread her legs, again with her toes outward, and began the same kind of
bowing motion. My mind raced! Oh Jesus! I won't be able to hold back
if she's doing what I think she's doing. Sure enough, she bent
completely over exposing her ass and pussy to me. She bent completely
over and stopped as if it was now my turn. I panicked trying to
remember her first move but never taking my eyes off her sweet ass. Oh
yeah, feet together and bow forward. As I bowed forward I realized that
that minx had choreographed this whole thing perfectly as my mouth
intercepted her beautiful and luscious cheek. I couldn't take anymore!
I kissed her ass and then I placed my hands on either side of her ass.
She didn't move but I did hear her take in her breath. I stood up and
stepped forward hoping she didn't move. I held on to her sides and her
only motion was to grab my now enormously hard cock and guide it into
her dripping pussy. She was amazingly wet but, the way she was bent
over, she was amazingly tight. I slid in and moaned with the exquisite
feeling of her cunt gripping me. I drove until I bottomed out. I still
had more to give but she was completely full. Sarah groaned and gasped
out "Oh yes! Fuck me, Brad! Fuck me hard!"
I needed no further inspiration as I began to pump in and out of her.
The feeling was amazing! I was standing straight up (I had to bend my
legs slightly to enter her) and could look around the open surroundings
while I pumped this marvelous woman's pussy full with my manhood. It
was such a magical moment but looking down at her beautiful ass and her
back I realized how incredibly lucky I was so I bent over her and gave
her back a huge hug while I continued to pump. Sarah was making loud
animal grunting noises with each thrust and it seemed like with each
thrust I was going deeper and deeper. I reached around her and starting
fondling her tits. Sarah was really moaning now between each grunt. I
moved my right hand to her pussy and she gasped when I touched her clit.
"OH YES! FUCK ME HARDER! YES, YES, YESSSS!"
She reached up and grabbed my balls and squeezed them and I felt my
explosion would not be far off and as Sarah's screams peaked I went over
top just as Sarah grabbed my entire groin and pulled it into her. The
echoes resounded with the sound of each of us yelling the other's name
as loud as we possibly could. I was sure my explosions would be so
strong they would push her off of me so I held on to her waist stronger
and pulled her back into me as I thrust deeper yet.
I collapsed on to her back when the spurts subsided but I felt like I
was holding her up to keep her from falling. She seemed like deadweight
but I knew she hadn't fainted because she was gasping for air. I pulled
her up to me and kissed the back of her neck. She turned head slightly
so I could kiss her cheek and she purred while still trying to breathe.
"Oh Brad! Everything is wonderful. You are making me addicted to you.
I'm getting scared."
"What's wrong Sarah? Why are you scared?"
"Oh Brad I love you so much I'm afraid I'll expect too much and you
won't want me."
"Oh God Sarah. I feel the same way! I want you so much and I can't
believe you would want me as much."
Sarah stood up and turned around. She put both hands on my cheeks,
looked into my eyes, and asked "Really Brad? Do you really mean that?
I'll do anything for you. You have complete control of me."
"What I want most of all is for you to be you! I am so lucky to have
you. I don't want to change a thing. Just be for me."
Sarah pulled herself to my chest and started crying gently. "Have I
hurt you Sarah?" I asked apprehensively.
"Oh no Brad. You've made me so happy. Let me be a silly girl who cries
when she's happy, ok?"
I held her and smiled to myself. I think I may have purred...
When Sarah finally relaxed I carried her over to the hammock to rest.
She went "mmmmm" and closed her eyes when I placed her in the hammock.
I took another quick dip and decided to catch some dinner. I really
wanted a nap - I was exhausted but I knew I should make sure we had
something to eat before I slept. I caught a couple of nice trout, kept
them in the creel in the cold water, and checked on Sarah. She had
rolled over and was curled up in the hammock. I put a light fleece
cover over her to keep her from getting a chill and then climbed into
the tent for a nap.
I was dreaming that a lovely maiden was nibbling on my ear when I
realized it wasn't a dream. I rolled over and there was my Sarah with
her big eyes and lovely smile. "Are you hungry my darling?"
"Mmmmm, famished! but mostly for you Sarah."
"Oh my! Well, maybe we can arrange a little 'dessert' after dinner." she
teased.
"I found the trout you caught and everything is ready to make the
dinner. I didn't want to start until I knew you were ready."
"The fish are all cleaned and everything?"
"Yes dear." Sarah said with a domestic tone.
I laughed and said "You know you are amazing! When I invited you on
this trip I thought I would be the 'nice' guy who did everything for
you. I haven't had to do a thing!"
"Oh I think you've done some pretty amazing things!" she said bashfully.
"Well, ahem, uh, yes, well." obviously not knowing what to say next.
"I think I've gathered everything we need for the Trout Almandine but I'm
not quite sure. Shall we make it together."
"Sure! and for dessert we'll 'make it together'!"
"Oh Brad! You're making me blush - and I can't wait for dessert!" Sarah
scampered out of the tent.
It was a lot cooler now and I just noticed that Sarah was dressed. I
got my clothes and dressed and went to survey Sarah's preparations.
Let's see, trout expertly cleaned, almonds, flour, lemon, butter, salt
and pepper, wine was still in the river. I went to the duffel and
pulled out a second bottle of white wine.
"Another bottle of wine! Brad, are you a lush?" Sarah laughed.
"Sarah! You couldn't possibly expect me to use the 'other' wine for
cooking! Are your parents fantastically wealthy?"
"No, I guess it shows how much I know about wine - ok, so one is for
drinking and one is for cooking. Do you have any other special purpose
wines?"
"Well, that's almost everything but you must also include a wine for
seducing beautiful young maidens." I said lasciviously.
"Oh you won't need a wine for that my dear." she said with a naughty
smile.
We made dinner together - that was fun and probably much messier than it
needed to be as we teased each other with me throwing flour at Sarah and
Sarah swigging the cooking wine as she said "A little for the pot, a lot
for the cook." but spitting half of it out as I tickled her.
Our 'dessert' was a slow sensual love making that wasn't wild at all. In
fact we barely moved as we looked into each other's eyes and each orgasm
was more of a gasp than a crescendo. I think we were both very tired
but wanted to be part of each other more than anything else.
We woke in the morning holding each other realizing that we would need
to leave our paradise.
"Sarah?"
"Yes Brad?"
"I want to keep seeing you after today."
"I want that too Brad. I am glad I am staying in the area this summer.
I would be really sad if I had to go back to Virginia."
"Will you be staying in Middlebury over the summer?"
"No, fortunately I'll be staying with my uncle this summer. He lives in
Shelburn."
"Are you kidding? This is too good to be true. We'll be only a few
miles from each other. Maybe I know your uncle. Who is he?"
"Well, I'm not sure I want you to know that yet Brad."
"But why not? I thought you wanted to see me after we left here."
Sarah had a devilish smile on her face but I was confused why she didn't
want me to know who her uncle was.
"Well, it's a little complicated Brad. Can you please just give me a
little leeway on this for the moment. Give me your phone number and
address and I'll give you my cellphone number and we'll talk later this
week. After I get settled in with my uncle then maybe I'll let you know
who he is. Ok? Please?"
Well she was so pleading what could I do? I was confused but had to
give her the benefit of the doubt - she must have her reasons. Maybe...
"Is you uncle some fugitive from the law and you want to protect his
identity?" I was hoping but then concerned for her safety.
Sarah laughed and said no, all would be clear soon enough. Her
passionate kiss was successful at getting me to think of other things.
Sarah broke the kiss and said "Let's take a quick dip and see what we
might think of doing after that!"
She didn't have to suggest it twice as I yelled "Last one in is a rotten
egg!" and quickly crawled out of the tent and jumped into the water.
JESUS! IT WAS COLD!
As I climbed out I realized I hadn't gotten my towel and realized how
stupid THAT had been. I was about to look for it shivering
uncontrollably when Sarah stood there holding up my towel asking
"Looking for something?"
I ran over to her and she wrapped me up while I tried to say "Y Y Y YES,
th th th th ank y y y ou."
"You are such an impetuous young man Brad." Sarah said as she warmed me
"What am I going to do with you?"
I looked at her and said "Love me?"
"Oh yes, I think I can do that. But please be more careful so I can love
you longer. Here, here is my towel. Please warm me up when I come
out."
"With pleasure." I beamed.
Sarah dove in and actually splashed about a bit before she climbed out.
"ARRGH It's cold!" she said as I wrapped her up.
I rubbed her back and then used my towel to dry her hair and then bent
down to dry her legs while she kept the towel wrapped around her. I
finished the one leg and was starting on the second when Sarah stopped
shivering and said "Mmmmm, I think I need drying a little higher."
I moved to her knee and dried that off and said "How's that?"
"Oh, I think a little higher still." She spread her legs wider so I
dried her thigh just above her knee.
"Higher still." she opened her towel and pointed to the inside of her
thigh.
I dried there and she said "no higher! Here!" and grabbed her crotch.
I took the towel and dried her off and then kneeling I leaned forward
and licked her pussy. She drove her pussy into my face and said "YES,
That's the spot!" She started rocking her pelvis with my licking and I
opened her pussy lips with my fingers and inserted one into her cunt.
"God! Yes!"
She was wet so quickly! I was able to get another finger inside her as
my tongue worked her clit. "YES BRAD! SUCK MY PUSSY, FUCK MY CUNT!"
Man I loved those dirty words!
I felt the towel fall as she pulled my face into her cunt and she
lowered herself to drive my fingers deep inside as she came. I could
barely hear the water falls for her screams. She finally pushed my head
away from her pussy as she tried to stand upright. "Oh God my legs are
so tired." She lifted me up to give me a deep passionate kiss. As she
pulled me toward her my rigid cock poked her in the belly. She put her
arms around my neck and pulled herself up and wrapped her legs around me
while she slid back down taking my cock as she did. I can't believe
what shape this girl is in I thought as I felt her impale herself with
my stiff pole. When I was fully inside her she stopped her slide and
held me tight with her arms and legs. I was then able to rotate my hips
to plunge in and out of her. She added her own rocking and squeezing
motions with her muscles and soon I was elevated to this exceptional
feeling of splendor. I looked into her eyes as she hung on me and said
"I love you Sarah."
"Love me and fuck me Brad."
That was I all I could take as I felt this supernatural energy pour into
me and take over. I felt like I could have her on me, thrusting in and
out deep into her cunt forever. As the energy poured into me I saw her
eyes go wide and she whispered "Jesus Brad, I don't believe you..."
Together we were stunned with the energy that flowed into us. This
drove us harder and soon we were two animals wildly rooting suspended on
my legs which seemed almost detached as there was only one focal point
as our bodies came together into one and we held each other tight.
Sarah's body bounced violently up and down as I continued to thrust and
was driven harder and harder by the feeling of my cock deep in her cunt
and her belly and chest rubbing hard against mine. Sarah had a look of
wonder as she began a litany of "oh no, oh no, oh god, this can't BE
HAPPENINNNNNNNNNNG! OHHHHHHHH BRADDDDDDD! GODDDDD FUCK
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she let go with her arms and leaned back driving her
cunt further on to my member and I exploded with a shout to the gods and
the uncanny feeling that I am permanently impaled into and part of
Sarah. I drove surge after surge of semen into until I could stand no
more and I fell over backwards bringing Sarah down on top of me.
Sarah leaned forward and turned my face to look at her and she gasped
"are" pant "you" pant "all" pant "right?"
I barely nodded but she looked relieved and leaned forward to rest on me
and hug me. We stayed like that for a long time until I felt Sarah
shiver and I realized that she would be cold in the morning air. I was
too drained to care about the cold. I sat up as Sarah got up and got
her towel. I was filthy from the dirt on the ground. I knew I would
need another dip just to rinse off and thought I had better do this
before I came to my senses. I got up and dove in the water. Sarah was
waiting by the water's edge with my towel. Sarah pointed to her legs
which were also dirty and said "I'm dirty too but I got too cold laying
there. I don't think I want to go in right now."
"It's ok Sarah. Let me get the fire going again and I'll warm up some
water and clean you off. Sit on the log by the fire while you wait."
Sarah gratefully sat down while I stirred the coals and got the fire
raging again. I filled the pot with water and put it on the fire. All
this time I remained naked. I should have been cold in the morning air
but I was so energized from the feeling I had earlier that I just
didn't feel cold. I really felt invincible. I knew this wasn't a
particularly safe attitude but I knew I wasn't currently in any danger
and I wanted to be Sarah's hero - I felt like Sarah's hero. I was
having this feeling when I looked up at Sarah and saw her looking at me.
She wasn't looking at my body but was looking at my face. "You are
remarkable Brad." she said simply.
"You make me this way Sarah." I replied.
When the water was warm I asked Sarah to give me each of her legs while
she stayed bundled up and I gently washed each leg and foot. I rinsed
the wash cloth and then gently cleaned her pussy and ass where some
semen had leaked out. I didn't do this sensually but did it with great
care and respect. "You are from another time Brad." Sarah said lovingly.
"My pleasure Miss Baker."
We cuddled for a while but then knew it was time to break camp, pack up
and head home. When the canoe was all packed up we looked around the
camp wistfully, kissed and then set off for the Jeep. We took our time
and leisurely paddled our way. We enjoyed the ducks again and Sarah
said to the ducks "Take care of the place for us, we'll see you soon."
I couldn't wait.
We drove to Lake George quietly as neither of us knew what to say. We
picked up Sarah's new tire and then drove to her car. When I saw her
car on the road I felt this immense wave of sadness come over me since
we were still very unspecific about when we would see each other again.
I put the tire back on reminding Sarah to get a spare the first chance
she got and then we were ready to part.
I held Sarah and felt my eyes water. "Sarah, please tell me when we can
see each other again." I pleaded.
Sarah only smiled. "Trust me Brad. I think it will be this week but I
don't know for sure. I'll get in touch with you. You have my cellphone
number so you're not going to lose me, I promise. I just don't know for
sure. Ok? Trust me?"
"With my life Sarah" I said sincerely.
Sarah was stunned and almost said something but then she choked back
whatever it was and said "Let's go my hero."
As she got into her car I said "I'll follow you to Middlebury to make
sure you don't have any problems." Sarah just smiled and closed the
door. I sadly got back in the Jeep and waited for her to turn around.
I followed her and day dreamed about the all the ways this whole
miraculous relationship was going to turn out to be a dream that I only
imagined. When we approached Middlebury I had hoped Sarah would pull
over and say something to me, maybe even invite me to stay with her
longer but she only opened her window and waved as she pulled into
campus.
Dejected, I drove on. I was brokenhearted but had no reason to be. I
should be grateful for the little but incredible time I had had with
her.
The next day, after a really poor night's sleep I went to work. I guess
I was glad for the diversion. I couldn't stop thinking about Sarah and
had hoped that my work would take my mind off her.
It took a while but by afternoon I was totally absorbed in some new
ideas that seemed to just flow into my consciousness that morning. I
was looking in my microscope when I heard the lab door open. I heard
Joseph Schoenberg's voice and I figured he was probably given some tour
to some investor or something. Not worth looking up for.
I heard him say "And this is Dr. Bradley Martin. He's our brightest
scientist. He's working on some incredible new ideas." Yeah - sure -
try to impress the investor with your brilliant young scientists.
"You'll be working under him this summer. Brad, got a minute?" Shit -
why do I always get these distractions?
I looked up and almost fell off my chair when I saw Sarah standing next
to Dr. Schoenberg! I was about to say something but Sarah put her finger
up to her lips to shush me. Dr. Schoenberg continued "Brad, this is
Sarah Baker, my niece. She's going to be helping you this summer."
Sarah reached out her hand and said "I am honored to meet you Dr.
Martin. I am looking forward to working 'under' you." Did I imagine
the emphasis on 'under'. I was totally tongue tied and couldn't say a
word.
Dr. Schoenberg looked a little embarrassed and leaned over to Sarah and
said "Brad must be totally absorbed in something, that's the only time
he gets like this. Don't take it personally."
I finally stammered "Uh um, I, uh, I'm pleased to meet you also Sarah.
Uh, Dr. Schoenberg, um, what kind of work did you have in mind?"
"Well, I should have said something to you before this but I thought
that you've been very busy with your work and your administrative stuff
has fallen behind. Rather that pester you I thought it would be a great
summer job for Sarah. Sarah goes to Middlebury, and even though she's
not studying science, I think she's a great worker and organizer and
she'll be able to help straighten you out."
I choked at that and Sarah had a huge smile on her face. "Uncle Joe
doesn't think much of my major but I think I'll be able to help anyway."
"Nonsense Sarah, of course your major is, um, interesting. I just
didn't think Brad would be interested in that fact that you're studying
'dance'." He said 'dance' as if he was struggling with it.
"On the contrary Dr. Schoenberg." I countered "I think 'dance' is
extremely interesting. In the right circumstances it can be quite
stimulating!" I looked directly at Sarah who was beaming now.
"Ahem, of course, of course. Well I'll leave you two to get to know each
other better. I'll see you for dinner Sarah?"
"Thank you Uncle Joe but I think I may be having dinner with a friend
tonight. I hope you don't mind?"
"Not at all, we'll have plenty of time this summer. Well then, I'll see
you later." and he left.
"Well, now I finally understand why you didn't tell me Sarah" I said as
my heart was slowly returning to only twice its normal rate.
"So you won't mind me working 'under' you?" this time the emphasis was
clear.
"Not at all Sarah, not at all." repeating Dr. Schoenberg's line.
Sarah leaned over and whispered "As long as I get to be on top once in a
while." I really choked then!
Epilog
Sarah and I had a wonderful summer together. In fact, besides the obvious
loving advantage, Sarah was an incredible help around the lab and allowed
me to find that the ideas that I had that morning were going to blossom
into some really important discoveries.
Finally, Bill mentioned that his parents were going to get rid of their
property so they could buy a condo in Hilton Head. Fortunately, I
nonchalantly mentioned that if they couldn't find a buyer I 'might' be
willing to take it off their hands. His parents were in such a rush to get
the condo they jumped at the chance rather than risk waiting for another
buyer. I ended up buying the property for just a little bit more than they
had originally paid for it. Sarah and I now go there every chance we get.
We even went there in the winter which was a first for me. It was fun
chasing Sarah naked in the snow!
Dr. Schoenberg finally figured out that we were an 'item' after everybody
else had known it for months. It was ok with him. I guess he figured I
was a safe bet for his niece and I would save her from her obviously dismal
future in dance. Little did he know just how significant her 'dance' was
to our lives.
LHD