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Two In The Bush Ch. 01

By: onthemouth



Now I like to think I'm not too superficial, but this had to be one of the ugliest crowds of people I had ever seen. Emma and her new husband didn't seem to have any attractive female friends or family. There were a few of your average bar chicks dressed up in backless dresses that made me stiffen a little, but they didn't seem all that interesting, and they all had big jock boyfriends with them.

I was not having a good time. Not only was I at a wedding surrounded by people I didn't know and had seemingly no chance for a good time, but I was pretty upset about this wedding in the first place. I had known Emma for about 5 years now, and had dreamed of making her my lover since the day I met her. Unfortunately she didn't share these feelings. She always said that she really liked me, just not in 'that way'. One time she even said that she kind of thought of me as a brother. Ouch!

Well, I finally thought that my luck for the evening might change a little, when just as supper was about to be served another group of people came in. With them, there was one girl that caught my eye. She was an absolutely gorgeous blonde who looked to be in her early twenties. I'm thirty-two but I do like them a little younger. Now, at least I'd have something to look at. She was with what looked like her parents and a younger brunette girl, probably her sister or something. This other girl was kind of awkward looking, a late bloomer to be polite. She had big glasses, braces and was wearing a big poofy pink dress. I was watching the table closely, and a few minutes later, I saw the awkward girl getting some birthday cards from what looked to be her grandparents and other relatives. 

I hardly took my eyes off of the stunning petite blond all throughout the meal and the speeches. She was absolutely beautiful. She was about 5'5", had medium length blond hair, and a cute face with dazzling green eyes. She was wearing a grey knit ankle-length dress that clung tightly to every sweet curve, showing off her firm young body. The thin straps of the dress and the graceful swaying of her chest showed that she was not wearing a bra. Even without a bra though, her beautiful breasts, small Cs I guessed, did not sag at all, sitting up perkily and proud. On one of her visits to the bar for a drink, she leaned over the icebox to flirt a little with the bartender. When she turned around and started to walk back to her table, I could see her nipples sticking up about half an inch, even under her dress. I just about fell off of my chair. I guess she saw this, because she turned to me and smiled and winked as she walked past.

Sadly, I somehow lost track of her later in the evening and she and the younger girl were gone. A while later, the awkward girl came back spinning a set of car keys on her finger. I assumed she had given her sister or whatever a ride elsewhere. Typical of my luck, the one bright spot of the evening, a beautiful woman to admire, was gone early. That's when I left the hall to get a breath of fresh air. As I came to accept that my beauty was gone and my night would be a complete loss, I started feeling pretty upset again about Emma getting married. I still carried a huge torch for her. I never even got to first base with Emma though, never mind fucking her brains out like I wanted to. And now, I was getting depressed.

I went and sat down on a bench in the park across from the hall and stared up at the clear night sky. There was no moon but the stars shone brightly. I had been there for a few minutes, when I started to hear some rustling in the bushes behind me. I perked up my ears, but didn't hear anything more for a few minutes. Then I heard some more sounds like someone moving in the bushes, and then what sounded like a quiet moan. I got up and walked around the bench. The noise grew a little louder so I parted the bushes where the sound was coming from. There in front of me, was a shocking, but beautiful sight. 

There was the girl that my eyes had been stalking all night, on the grass in a small clearing in the thick bushes. She was laying flat on her back with her legs stretched straight out. Her eyes were closed. Sweat was dripping down her forehead. She had one arm folded behind her head and the other one inside her dress, moving up and down furiously between her legs.

All I could do was stand there and watch in amazement as she writhed with passion there in the bushes. Her right arm was completely inside her dress, her hand pumping up and down between her legs. She threw her head back, and with the left hand and arm, started massaging her breasts through her dress. She rubbed her elbow over her left tit while squeezing, rubbing, and pinching the other one. Every now and then a small gasp would escape her lips when she'd pinch her nipple really hard. My dick was immediately so stiff that I thought it was going to explode.

Just as I started to wake up a bit and move closer, she started to moan quietly and her hips started bucking up and down wildly. For almost a whole minute, her entire body convulsed madly. If she wasn't so obviously masturbating, I would have thought she was having a seizure. Then suddenly she went stiff as a board, her back arched high above the ground with her ass sticking down, and her body supported only by her feet and her shoulders. She let out a few moans and gasps and kept up the pumping and squeezing. After a few moments, she stopped the pumping and crashed down to the ground in a heap, still with her eyes closed and her arm rubbing her breasts.

I took in the amazing sight a little longer and then turned to leave. I figured she was finished and would just rest for a while before coming in. Then, still not having opened an eye, she said quietly, "Was it good for you?" I couldn't believe my ears! Her eyes had been closed the whole time, but somehow she new I was there.

She licked her lips seductively then whispered, "Come join me and I'll give you a hell of a better time". 

Well, she didn't have to twist my arm. The bulge in my pants was killing me and needed some relief. As I stepped through the bushes, she slowly pulled her arm out of her dress. When I got within a few feet of her, she opened one eye and said, "I was hoping it was you, but I'm so horny I'd fuck anyone right now". 

She stood up and came closer. As I reached out to touch her, she said, "No. Just stand still and I'll take care of you". Sure, whatever she wants.

She went around behind me and helped me off with my jacket. Then she came in front of me and put her lips to mine while she started to unbutton my shirt. Her lips were soft and wet, and so hot it felt like they were burning. I felt her push her tongue through our lips and it was like heaven. She started swirling it all over, licking my teeth, sucking my tongue, and just basically tongue fucking my mouth.

Without breaking the bond between our mouths, she took off my shirt and pressed her body against mine. Oh god, she felt wonderful. Her firm breasts dug into my stomach, and I could feel her nipples poking me. She wrapped her arms around me pulling us together tighter. Even through her dress, I could feel the heat radiating from her flesh. I thought my legs were going to give out right there. I reached around her and grabbed a globe of her sweet ass in each hand. She started moaning and grinding her cunt against my thigh and her stomach against my bulge. All the while, her tongue in my mouth was still blowing my mind.

She started giggling a bit and pulled away, looking down at me. "Your pretty excited aren't you big boy". I wasn't wearing a belt, and the head of my cock had managed to partially escape the confines of my pants, sticking out a couple of inches. Without another word she leaned over and started to lick it. It was all I could do to stop myself from cumming right then. She kept licking the end of my cock, applying saliva liberally. Then she started to alternate between licking and gently kissing it. She slowly undid my zipper and without unbuttoning my pants, reached in and started massaging my balls through my underwear. Then she started to play in my piss hole with her tongue. Now she was tongue-fucking my dick.

I was in absolute heaven and I could feel my balls start to churn. "I'm going to cum baby, I can't take much more." I said, "Unnnggh...here it comes!" Just then, as I was about to spurt, she lifted her mouth off, slid the hand in my pants upwards, grabbed the base of my cock and squeezed hard. I felt an intense pleasure, but did not ejaculate. My legs buckled under me. It was the most amount of pleasure that I'd ever felt without actually spurting.

I was now lying on my back. She bent over and took off my shoes, undid my pants button, rubbing against my semi-hard dick a few times, then pulled my pants off, leaving me in just my socks and boxers. 

She then laid herself on top of me. She started to kiss my neck with soft wet kisses and started grinding her hips again. Her right tit was crushed against my chest, her hard nipple digging into mine. I pulled down the left strap of her dress and reached in to grab the free breast. It was fantastic. Her skin was silky smooth and the breast was very firm but still amazingly soft. I started squeezing and massaging it, while pressing and rubbing her stiff nipple. The light pink areola was pretty small, and it kind of dipped in around the nipple as if it couldn't support the weight. The nipple itself was about half an inch long and stood straight out.

She looked up and stared deep into my eyes with hers. God, she had the most beautiful eyes. They were dazzling bright green with specks of brown. They sparkled and shone with pure lust. Without moving her eyes from mine, she started to kiss her way down my chest. She was now kneeling between my legs, kissing the head of my cock, still staring at me. 

She lifted her head up, flashed me a sexy grin, and pulled my underwear down around my hips. Then she reached under me, grabbed my ass with both hands, licked her lips a couple of times and dove in. Instantly her hot wet mouth enveloped my dick. Her tongue started swirling around the head and underside of my cock in a frenzy. She continued to massage my ass while pumping her head up and down on my cock, never releasing the seal of her lips. 

I was in pure heaven, but I couldn't take my eyes off the sight of her beautiful ass sticking up in the air swaying side to side. The thin grey material of her dress clung to her, showing off the crack between two perfectly round cheeks, and it was truly breath taking.

She took one hand out from under my ass and started to massage my balls again. Her other hand then came out and started kneading her exposed breast. I was either still in shock or pure ecstasy at this time, because I couldn't do anything by lay there and experience this. 

She started to pump her mouth around my cock even harder, each time going farther. I could feel my dick slamming against the back of her mouth. Then suddenly she stopped with her lips just around the head of my cock. She slowly moved downward, her tongue working the underside of my dick the whole way. This time it didn't stop at the back of her mouth but kept going. I was in her throat. She kept pushing until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. It felt so tight and warm around my twitching pole, and her tongue was now massaging the base of my cock.

She started moving up and down slowly again, but never let the tip of my dick out of her throat. I felt the cum start to build in my balls and just as I was about to explode, she changed to short fast pumping motions. She kept this up as I spewed load after load of cum directly into her throat in the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. Just as the ejaculation started to subside, she pulled up and sucked hard on my head till the well ran dry. She then pulled off of my dick with a loud pop, holding my hot cum in her half opened mouth while she caught her breath. Then she looked up at me, stuck out her long tongue, licked her sticky lips and swallowed my seed in a gulp.

She crawled up on top of me and started french kissing me again. The taste of her hot mouth and my own juices wasn't great, but the experience was exhilarating. My dick never had the chance to soften up, and she was now grinding and gyrating her hips and stomach all over me. "I want you," she said.

I started pulling her remaining dress strap down, and she said, "No, I'll do it."

She stood up slowly, grabbed my crumpled shirt, and rolled into a ball. She then knelt down, leaned over me, her loose breast over my face, and tucked the shirt under my head. I don't know what she had planned, but I liked this position too. I leaned up and started kissing her tit all over. Then I sucked on her nipple and pulled as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. When I started flicking her long sensitive nipple with my tongue, she forgot all about her plans. I brought my head down on the shirt, taking her chest with me. I was in command now. I kept flicking the end of the nipple, occasionally grazing it or lightly biting it with my teeth. She was holding herself up with one arm, and madly rubbing her cunt with the other. She had her index finger half way in her cunt, taking the dress with it. She started to moan, louder and louder. Then she let out a scream. I clamped my hand over her mouth. Her hips started bucking and I could see the area of her dress around her hand getting wetter and wetter. I grabbed her ass with all of my strength and squeezed it. Then just as it looked like she was about to climax, I bit down hard on her nipple. She began screaming uncontrollably into my hand. Her whole body began to thrash even more violently than before. She bucked and screamed like a wild animal for about 30 seconds that seemed like forever. Then her arm buckled, her knees came out from under her, and she collapsed on top of me in a heap. Man, she sure was orgasmic.

Her head hung over the side of mine, she was breathing very hard in my ear, her chest was across part of my face and her stomach was moving up and down quickly on my chest. I turned my head sideways to look at her face. She opened her eyes and smiled at me and said, "I like you a lot". 

After lying like this for a few more minutes, she got up again. "Thanks for that babe, but now I'm in charge again." She bent over and pulled my underwear the rest of the way off. When she saw the front of her dress, she looked at me and said, "My, my, look what you've done to me and my dress."

"You should get out of those wet things," I told her.

She started to rub her arms and hands up and down her body, swaying and dancing to some sexy music in her head. I was relieved to see that the bushes around us were quite thick and that the chances of being seen here at night were slim. The possibility though, added to the experience.

Still dancing sexily, she started wiggling her hips and pulling the bottom of her dress upward. Every couple of inches she'd reach over with one of her hands and rub the dress into her sopping wet cunt. Once the spot was wet, she'd drag her index finger up along her slit, showing off the shape of her swollen lips, and then continue.

Under her dress, she was wearing shear black stockings or pantyhose. Nothing makes me hotter than dark black silk on beautiful legs. And boy did she have those. Her ankles were small and perfect. Her calves were well toned and beautiful. By the time she reached the top of her knees, my cock was rock hard again and twitching. When her thighs started to show, I couldn't help but grab my member and start pumping. God they were amazing. Thin, but still curvaceous, they were well toned and I couldn't wait to have them clamped around my waist. As the hem of the dress started to reach what I was really waiting for, the tops of her stockings started to show. She was wearing thigh high stockings pulled right up to the tops of her legs. Fuck did that turn me on.

Then the treasure started to show itself. She was still wearing a pair of sheer, completely see-through black silk panties. They were absolutely drenched, and I could easily see her beautiful pussy. There was just enough material to cover her lips and pubic hair. Small strings then reached up and around, though the panties were so plastered to her cunt that the straps were not necessary at all.

The dress kept moving upward, displaying the flesh beneath the wondrous curves. Her creamy white hips were delicious, her pelvis forming gentle corners at either side. Her waist dipped gracefully in above her hips, and her tummy dipped inward a little above her pubic bone. Her stomach was flat and her belly button was a deep inny. Just then a breeze blew by us and her smooth pale skin was covered in goose bumps. In the moonlight, I could see tiny little blond hairs all across her hips and stomach.

By now, the dress was bunched up below her beautiful chest. I could just make out the curve of her bottom ribs. God, she was perfectly formed. She slowly turned around to show off her other assets. Her ass was a perfect couple of shiny round globes. They were tight, yet looked lusciously soft and formed a perfect heart shape. She did not have a hint of tan line because she wasn't tanned at all. She bent over slightly to show me more. The tiny black string of her panties disappeared into the crack of her ass. In the gap between the tops of her legs, covered by the sheer black silk, was that stunning sight. Big puffy lips parted slightly to show her soaking wet red inner labia. She reached back with one hand, pushed the edge of her panties aside a bit, and sunk her middle finder deep inside herself. She wiggled it around a bit then pulled it out, turned her head around, winked at me, and began to suck up and down on her finger.

Then, in one sudden moved, she spun around, pulled the dress all the way over her head and flung it onto me. I slowly pulled it off of my face, and there before me, stood the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. She stood facing me, naked except for a pair of fuck-me stockings, a see-through g-string, and a devilish smile. My chin was on my chest, and I was transfixed on hers. Her bosom was actually a little bigger than I thought. The two beautiful tits stuck right out though, the bottoms slowly curving up and the tops coming almost straight down to the points, capped off with her fabulous little pink areolas and those long, hard nipples. "You're drooling a little honey," she said, and I was. I was out of my mind with desire. 

She walked over to me and stood over my midsection with a foot on either side of me. I couldn't resist putting a hand on each leg and stroking the silk covered beauties. She grabbed the strings of her panties on each hip and pulled them upwards. The silk triangle reached up almost to her belly button, and the bottom string disappeared between her lips. I had a perfect view of her cunt. Her beautiful blond bush was a work of art. She was shaved all around her pussy, but the hair above it was trimmed and shaped into a perfect little heart just over the pubic bone. So besides being drop dead gorgeous, in perfect shape, and one hell of a good cock sucker, she was creative too.

She kept pulling on the panties until the two strings ripped. She then pulled them forward through her wet lips like dental floss. As the last remaining bits of panties came through her lips, they pulled up on her hood and I caught a flash of her clit. It was red and swollen and looked like it was about as long as her nipples. 

Then in a sexy breathy voice she said, "Did you like the show baby?" I nodded weakly, slowly pumping my blood engorged cock with one hand and rubbing the inside of her thighs with the other. "Well that was just a preview. Stand up."

She stepped back, and I managed to close my mouth and slowly, awkwardly stand up. As soon as it looked like I had regained my balance, she took a couple of quick steps and jumped me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and started kissing my entire face. Then she leaned her head back and whispered quietly but forcefully "That's enough of the fucking foreplay bitch, take me like the hot slutty little virgin whore that I am. I want you to fuck me like a beast. Ram the shit out of me until your dick falls off." Then she planted her lips on mine and proceeded to kiss me so hard I thought she'd suck my tonsils out. Still holding on tightly, digging her heals into my ass, she reached behind her with one hand, grabbed the head of my cock and put it at the entrance of her sloppy swollen fuck hole. I grabbed her waist, she loosened her legs and I slammed her down around my dick. I felt some resistance, but with the force that I pushed her with and the lubrication of her flowing vaginal juice, my dick kept going in. Her whole face winced in pain and she let out a slight scream, but then clamped her legs tight again and started pumping up and down rapidly. 


Two in the Bush Ch. 01



Author's Note: I would like to express my deepest appreciation to AsylumSeeker for so generously providing his editing expertise. His input has proved invaluable to this first-time author. Please note that any errors contained herein are solely my responsibility. 





Two in the Bush Ch. 01



Her musings were interrupted by the sound of a broken twig. Julia looked up quickly, and to her shock saw, from out of the woods, a man striding toward her.

He was well over six feet tall and appeared to be in his early to mid-forties. The man had dark brown hair peppered with a few silver strands, loose curls resting on the collar of his shirt. His features were strong and masculine, and dark stubble covered his square jaw. 

His skin was tanned lightly by the outdoors, his body tightly muscular without being bulky. A rifle hung behind his right shoulder and a knapsack was slung along the left.

Julia's breath was stolen by this man's rugged beauty and her body reacted to him at once. It couldn't be the neighbor—could it?

"Hello," he said, smiling at the woman.

Julia blinked, breaking her stare at the glorious man approaching her. Then she remembered he had spoken to her.

"Hello," she answered, returning his smile as he reached her position.

"I'm your neighbor from downstream a ways," the man said. "My name's Ben, Ben Anderson."

Julia sucked in her breath sharply. Oh my God, it is him! Blushing at her obvious reaction, she tried to recover. "Julia," she burst out. Calm down girl, stay cool. "My name's Julia Harkensin. Ray Harkensin's my uncle," she added, holding out her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you." 

Ben smiled broadly at her shy awkwardness, the skin around his hazel eyes crinkling with the beginning of laughing lines. "Julia, the pleasure's all mine," he said, taking her hand. He shook it twice and then lifted it to his lips. Before kissing it, he took a fraction of a second to subtly inhale. 

This was the hand she used to play with her clit just minutes before, he thought; indeed, he could still smell her juices on her fingers. He wished he could suck them clean for her as he felt his loins stirring again.

Julia allowed him to kiss her hand for just a moment before pulling it away. She had just fingered herself with that hand and didn't want him to smell it.

The initial introductions over, Ben and Julia chatted about Uncle Ray, Alaska, and living off the grid.

"So your uncle tells me you'll be staying here for the next year," Ben commented.

"Yes," she confirmed. "I'm a writer. I'm writing a book about living in the wilderness. Uncle Ray tells me you live out here full-time, not just in the summer like he does. Maybe I could pick your brain for insight into what it takes to survive the wild," she added with a wink.

Ben's eyes glinted at her appreciatively. "You are welcome to use me for research purposes. I wouldn't want your book to ring false." 

Julia froze briefly upon hearing his reply. The way he said it had an edge that seemed vaguely sexual. She shook her head. No, you're just imagining things, she thought.

"I was just getting ready to put dinner on the stove, would you like to join me?" Julia asked.

"I should be having you for dinner," Ben replied. "After all, it seems like the neighborly thing to do with you being new around here and all."

"You can make me dinner next time," she promised. "Will you stay tonight? For dinner, I mean," she fumbled.

Ben grinned, his eyes barely containing his desire for this beautiful woman whose cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment. "It would be my pleasure," he answered.

Oh God, Julia thought as she felt a jolt between her legs, it's like half the things he says have a double meaning. She pushed the thought aside again. It's probably just my dirty mind; I need to masturbate more often. I just had an incredible orgasm and still I have sex on the brain.

The two feasted at the tiny kitchen table on a simple but delicious meal of fresh trout with potatoes, onions and carrots. Their knees kept bumping until they worked out a way of staggering their legs.

"How my uncle's family ever fit four people around this table I'll never know!" Julia laughed.

"Well, I think Ben Franklin once said that conversations around the table are much livelier when knees are touching," Ben smiled. Frankly, he was rather enjoying the inadvertent contact with her legs.

Julia began to tell Ben about growing up loving nature. "My family has always been outdoorsy," she explained. "I learned how to fish when I was five years old, though I didn't put the bait on the hook myself for a few more years," she admitted. Ben grinned and nodded, encouraging her to continue.

She shared stories about camping trips with her parents and the summer they traveled throughout the western United States visiting national parks. She spoke of spending the summer with Uncle Ray and his family at this very cabin when she was fourteen and sixteen as well as a few winter trips when they vacationed here over school breaks.

Julia told about going on her first backpacking trip, and of taking a wilderness survival course where she was dropped off in the middle of nowhere with only a map, a compass, and a knife, and having to make her way back to the rally point.

I can't believe I've never met this woman before now, Ben thought as he felt himself growing rock hard under the table. He was grateful for its cover.

"I'm surprised I never saw you before," Ben said, speaking one of his thoughts aloud. "I've been living here on my land going on sixteen years and I'm sure I'd remember seeing you. Have you not been back here since you were a teenager?"

Julia shook her head. "Aunt Shirley and my cousins died in a house fire back home when I was nineteen," she explained, "and after that Uncle Ray only came here alone."

I wonder why that is, Ben asked himself. Ray had never talked about having a family, though Ben knew he had had one once from the old timers in town. Since the old man never brought it up, the younger one left things well enough alone. He knew what it was like to want to keep some things to one's self. 

As if she had read his mind Julia continued. "I think this cabin became his refuge, both to remember and forget. His family spent so much time here, it's a little like pieces of their sprits are still tied to this land. Uncle Ray and Aunt Shirley built this cabin by hand themselves. 

"He never talked about it, but I think he might have been afraid that if anyone else close to him came here, people who were here when his wife and children were still alive, that it would destroy his one oasis, the last place where his family still lived, or at least the illusion of it."

And it took him seventeen years to let go and start living again, she added to herself. Julia fell silent, feeling a little guilty sharing such intimate details about her stoic uncle. She doubted he came up here each summer to bare his soul to the locals, and would most likely be mortified at the thought of her spilling her guts to his closest neighbor.

"And yet here you are now," Ben observed, interrupting her train of thought. "Will Ray be joining you at any point?"

"Yes, he's planning on stopping by every few months to check in on me, but probably only for a few days at a time," Julia answered. 

It was a woman who finally released her uncle from his walking coma. Uncle Ray wasn't quite ready to bring her here this year, but he was willing to compromise and spend the summer on her ranch in Wyoming. His favorite niece, however, was more successful in persuading him to allow her to stay at the wilderness home he loved.

Ben sat quietly thinking about the new found information he had learned about his summer neighbor. He hadn't realized...

"May I ask you a question, Ben?" he heard Julia say suddenly.

"Of course," he replied, his eyes focusing back on her smiling face.

"So how did you end up out here, nearly twenty miles from the nearest road?"

Ben frowned as he considered his response. "Is this a question for your book?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, no," she fumbled, flustered. "I was just curious. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry."

His gentle smile assured her no offense was taken. "It's a fair enough question," he answered slowly, "but it's also a long story for another time."

Julia was intrigued, but didn't press any further. His eyes looked far away, as if he were remembering something, or someone, from long ago. 

"I do admit," she began again with a bit of a shaky laugh, "I am a little concerned about my own ability to keep from going stir crazy come February. Have any tips?"

"Well, it's always good to make sure you go outside on a regular basis, even when it's the last thing you want to do. I don't know if it's the air getting stale inside or just plain cabin fever, but staying inside all winter can make a person lose a few marbles." Ben paused, and then grinned. "'Course, you do have to be at least a little bit crazy to begin with to live out here, and I'm not sure there's a remedy for that."

They laughed heartily together.

"What about loneliness?" Julia continued after a moment, still thinking about her own future isolation. "How do you deal with that?"

Ben's eyes got that faraway look again. Oh God, she thought, I've done it again. She was just opening her mouth to apologize when he began to speak.

"I'm not sure I can offer you much insight there," he said quietly. "Sometimes I wonder if I took it too far myself, if maybe I shouldn't have allowed myself to remain isolated for so long. It can get to you after a while..." His voice trailed off.

Julia was lost in his eyes, filled with so many emotions. Suddenly she became aware that she had reached out her hand and was stroking his arm, and that their legs had become intertwined, touching, rubbing underneath the table. In the split second before she knew she would self-consciously jerk her hand away, she leaned across the table and, quickly, kissed Ben on the lips.

After a brief moment of surprise on his part Julia was relieved to find the man returning her kiss. Hungrily. As one, they untangled their legs and attempted to stand up from the table while still locked in their kiss. The wooden table and chairs squeaked as they jerked across the wooden floor, and one of the chairs fell to the floor with a crash. 

Startled, they broke from their kiss just long enough to see one of the chairs lying on its side, then they laughed and pressed their mouths back together, sharing the smile on the other's lips. Well, at least the dishes managed to stay on the table.

Ben lifted Julia in his powerful arms and carried her into the small bedroom. Setting her back on her feet he desperately stripped off all her clothes until she was standing naked before him. Her breasts were tight, nipples hard and jutting, and she was breathing heavily. Already he could smell the perfume of her arousal. He could not, would not wait any longer to taste her.

Ben threw her back on the bed and without preamble spread her legs wide and kneeled in front of her pussy. Taking a moment to savor her scent he inhaled deeply before dipping his tongue between her swollen lips.

Julia gasped at the shock of his touch, his breath hot between her legs. He drew his tongue slowly from the bottom of her opening all the way up to her growing clitoris, picking up her moisture along the way. Teasing her clit, he nibbled in circles around it as he had seen her do to herself with her fingers only hours before, delighting in her cries of pleasure. 

Ben gently pulled her pussy lips into his mouth, marveling at their incredible delicateness as he explored them with his lips and tongue. Then he slipped his tongue between them until they parted, revealing her wet opening. He tasted her before raking his tongue back to her clitoris, pushing her juices to it.

Pointing his tongue he drew lazy circles around Julia's clitoris. He heard her moans change pitch into cries, crying out his name, begging him.

"Oh yes, oh God, oh please Bennn..." she pleaded, her fists grasping tightly at the bed covers as she ground her hips into his face. She could feel her orgasm building; she was so close.

Ben brought two of his fingers to her opening and teased her entrance lightly for a few seconds. Just as he slipped his fingers deep inside her, he drew her clitoris into his mouth and began to suck. 

Julia screamed as the orgasm ripped through her body like lightning, her hips rising off the bed as she bucked violently. "Oh fuck! Ohhh!" she cried. Every nerve in her body was on fire, radiating out from her cunt. As she rocked and heaved, Ben's mouth followed her body, determined to ride out the wave to its end.

Ben continued to suckle Julia's still pulsing clitoris, then lowered his tongue to lick up some of the slick fluid that was running down her slit and between the cheeks of her ass. He felt the aftershocks of her orgasm emanating from her pussy, occasional thuds that faded to flutters as her body recovered. Then he heard her calling his name, grasping at his hair, his shoulders, trying to pull him up to her.

Julia sighed as Ben, still fully clothed, came to her and settled himself on top of her naked form. Pulling his stubbled face to hers she kissed him deeply, tasting herself. She licked his lips, his chin, removing her juices from his face, reveling in her own taste as felt his scratchy stubble with her tongue. Breathing deeply his masculine scent, she licked under his chin, kissing and nibbling at his neck and collarbone.

Ben shivered under her soft sensuous kisses. They were tickling him, almost tormenting him. She worked her way back up to his head and drew his left earlobe into her mouth, making him groan. He could feel her smile against his cheek as she brought her lips to his ears.

"I want to feel your naked body on mine," she whispered.

Encouraging him up, Julia peeled off his shirt, taking a moment to run her hands and fingers down the length of his arms. She felt the strength of his muscles, well used by the demands of daily living. 

Placing both hands on his chest, her fingers stroked the light scattering of hair. She could feel his heart pounding, and it aroused her to know she was having this effect on him. Looking up into his eyes, dark with desire, Julia saw his need for her. She kissed him and then kneeled on the floor to untie his boots.

After rising up from the floor Julia kissed him again, pulling him up to her. Both hands explored his back before lowering to his tightly muscled ass, enjoying the feel of his firm body against hers. With a sudden urgency she reached for the front of his pants, unfastening them and sliding the rough fabric down his legs, taking the underwear with them.

A gasp escaped her lips when she saw his thick, stiff cock, and she couldn't help grasping it in her hand, feeling the skin slip as she gave it a few strokes. "So beautiful," she murmured, not realizing she had spoken aloud. 

She tore her eyes from his shuddering organ to look up into his face, full of lust. "I am going to suck this beautiful cock until you explode in my mouth," Julia promised. Ben groaned his acknowledgment. Placing her free hand on his chest, she pushed him back onto the bed.

Ben lay there anticipating her touch. As he waited for her to join him his mind strayed to his voyeuristic activities of that afternoon, and he felt a little guilty even as it aroused him immensely. Maybe I'm taking advantage of her, he thought. Maybe I should tell her that I... 

The shock of Julia's hot wet mouth enclosing the head of his cock made him completely lose his train of thought. Ben growled at the exquisite sensation, and his hands reached down instinctively to her head.

He had wanted to fuck her so badly while he watched her touching herself; his balls had ached in agony with his need for her. Now she was bringing him dangerously close to coming, but he had an urge to fuck her, right now, to feel his whole body pressed against her soft skin as he filled her with his cock.

"Ahhh fuck!" Ben groaned as she drew his entire length into her mouth. She was not making this easy.

"Wait!" he practically bellowed, forcing himself to push Julia's head away from his cock. "I want to come inside your pussy. I have to fuck you!" And with that he pulled her up, flipped her over on her back, spread her legs wide and plunged into her, fully inside her in a single stroke.

Julia squeaked at the sudden fullness in her cunt and then she moaned, calling his name. Enflamed, Ben kissed her, crushing his mouth onto hers. He pulled his cock out of her pussy until only the head remained caressed by her lips, before thrusting into her deeply, over and over. 

He reached his hand in between their bodies and found her clitoris with his middle finger. Covering the organ with the pad of his finger he ground it around in circles as he madly fucked her. Julia squealed under him, grasping his buttocks with both hands and pulling him into her more deeply.

Their breathing heaved in concert, the friction of their sweating bodies spurring them on, their scents mingling as their murmurs grew in intensity. Two bodies, pressing, grinding, they felt their shared passion building, climbing together to its peak.

Just as her orgasm crested, Julia reached down and scraped Ben's balls with her fingertips. He erupted inside her with a roar, his long-suppressed passion blazing through him, spewing his hot liquid deep as her convulsing cunt milked every last drop from his thundering cock.

Ben collapsed on top of her, completely spent. Julia loved the feeling of his weight on her, enveloping her. She stroked his sweat-damp hair languidly with her fingers and snuggled against his neck, enjoying his musky odor.

"Stay," she breathed in his ear. Ben sighed, more than happy to comply, and they drifted off to sleep with his cock still inside her.





Two in the Bush Ch. 01



Julia roused from slumber to the feel of sweet torment in her genitals. Still not fully awake, thinking she was lost in a delicious dream, she undulated her hips slightly, offering herself to her tormentor. A tongue circling her clitoris responded to her unconscious request, jolting her awake with a cry of pleasure.

Fingers reaching for her aching nipples, Julia looked down to see Ben between her legs, eating her pussy, bringing her to a thundering orgasm.

"Oh my God Ben, oh yes, ohhh," she cried, pinching her nipples between her fingers as the orgasm washed over her like a wave.

"Good morning baby," Ben said huskily, looking up at her from between her legs, his lips lightly glistening from her juices. "I hope you don't mind if I went ahead and got some breakfast."

"Mmm, not at all," Julia laughed, the echoes of her recent orgasm still twitching randomly throughout her body. "Have you gotten your fill?" she asked naughtily.

"Not yet," he replied as he slid up the length of her body. "I'm definitely still hungry." 

She could feel his hardness against her belly as he cupped both breasts in his large hands, greeting the woman with a deep kiss even as he smiled against her lips. She moaned at the taste of herself in his mouth.

"That's good," Julia answered when they broke the kiss. "I could go for seconds, or even thirds, myself."

"Oh God woman!" Ben growled. "Don't make me explode before I've had a chance to give you what you want!"

"Then give it to me now, wilderness man," she dared, whispering in his ear.

Ben groaned loudly, remembering how she referred to her imaginary lover by that name while she played with herself. She had been talking about him! Roughly, in response, he flipped her over on her stomach and then pulled her up onto her knees, bottom in the air. Without further hesitation he slid his cock between her folds. He stroked in and out of her sopping passage, tracing her clitoris with his fingers, his balls slapping her body.

Julia moaned her encouragement. "Oh yes, fuck me baby, fill me. Stuff me full with your hard cock."

Recognizing more of the words she had used while fingering herself, Ben moaned and leaned forward, covering the back of her body with his front. Wrapping his arms around her chest he covered her breasts with both hands before grasping her nipples and pinching them, causing her to cry out in pain-laced pleasure. 

Placing his lips to an ear he whispered, his voice rough and raw with lust, "You want to be stuffed, baby? You want me to fill you in your tightest hole?"

Julia shuddered at his words and the feel of his cock pounding her cunt. "Oh God, yes baby yes, fuck me in my tightest hole!"

Pulling his cock from her pussy, he reached inside her dripping opening, coating his fingers with her slippery liquid. Pausing at the puckering star between her cheeks, he pressed, slowly but steadily until she opened, granting his finger access. 

He slowly worked his digit in, one knuckle at a time, until her body accepted its full length. Julia sighed in response to his finger deep in her ass, and as he stroked his finger in and out of her tight hole her pussy grew even wetter.

Ben fucked her pussy with the other fingers of his hand as he fucked her ass with his index finger. A few moments later his slid his finger from her asshole, only for it to return with a second finger, and then, later, a third.

Confident she was ready for him now Ben removed his fingers from her body and thrust his cock back into Julia's pussy, coating his shaft with her slick juices. After stroking in and out of her several times he pulled out again, this time coming to rest the head of his cock on the pursed entryway of her ass. 

Taking a deep breath to aid his control, Ben pressed forward, his cock seemingly blocked by the tight ring of muscle. "Breathe out baby, relax into it," he encouraged, and Julia willed her body to relax for him. She had to have him inside her.

Ben could feel her release and in turn he began breaching the entrance of her ass. He watched as his cock stretched her asshole obscenely wide and groaned. God, she was so tight. 

His cock head was past her ring now. The hard part should be over, almost there, baby, he thought silently as sweat formed on his brow from the effort. Ben pressed on, holding Julia's hips for leverage, slowly easing himself deeper into her tight passage until he was fully sheathed, his balls resting on her pussy lips. He waited for the muscles of her asshole to relax as they got used to the invasion. 

Julia gasped, speared by his impossibly thick organ, feeling her distended asshole stretching and then finally relaxing. She pulled herself up onto her hands in anticipation.

Feeling her readiness, Ben began sliding his cock in and out of her hole with slow, steady strokes. Although she had loosened slightly from when he first entered, fucking Julia's asshole was incredibly tight and he wanted to be careful. Her ring squeezed him, massaging his shaft as it sliced in and out of her ass. 

Julia was following his rhythm now, pressing against him on the down stroke, moaning his name, pinching her nipples, playing with her clit, and then grabbing her breasts again.

"Oh yes, you hot assfucker. Fill me, fill my tight ass with your hot come," Julia urged, the words tumbling uncontrolled out of her mouth. 

Shaking at the depth of her abandon and feeling his climax beginning to rumble in his balls, Ben reached around to her cunt, his fingers first sliding in her sloppy juices before reaching higher for her clitoris, hanging heavily from under its hood. His fingers squeezed the sensitive organ and slid slippery round and round its base as his thrusts into her backside grew longer and deeper, harder and faster. 

Groaning her name Ben erupted, his semen spraying inside her. Feeling him pulsing deep in her ass sent Julia over the edge. Their sweating bodies shuddered and convulsed against each other, both overtaken.

The couple dropped to the mattress together spent from the exertion, the front of Ben's body covering the back of Julia's, his cock still twitching inside her ass. Their hair stuck to their skin, damp with sweat. They remained this way for several minutes, pressing their bodies together, as their breathing slowly returned to normal. 

Ben's softened organ slid out of Julia's leaking hole and she murmured a wordless protest at his exit from her body. Ben nuzzled Julia at the curve between her shoulder and neck, rubbing his stubbled lips on her smooth skin and making her moan with satisfaction.

"What do you say to a dip in the river?" he asked, "Then, would you be up to a trip into town?" He paused; Julia could feel his lips forming a smile on her neck. "Can we take your canoe? You can steer."

The woman burst out laughing at the comical sound of his voice and wriggled herself under him until her body and face were facing his own. "Sounds like an adventure," she replied, her eyes shining with delight. She kissed him quickly on the lips. "Let's go."





Two in the Bush Ch. 01



The man on the left facing Julia was Isaiah. He was tall and slim and had high cheekbones on his narrow dark-brown face. His tight curly black hair was cropped close to his head. Next to him was Jim, a shorter, broad-shouldered, beefy man, with bushy red-brown hair and an even thicker beard covering half of his ruddy face. 

Isaiah and Jim, respectively, were a lumberjack and a fisherman by trade, and Julia had to suppress a small smile at the juxtaposition of their professions. Because of their builds she would have thought they'd have the other's job.

Julia once again told her story, relieved that at least this time she could relay it to multiple people at once. She was in the middle of telling them about the book she was writing when a woman with dark brown hair approached the table and interrupted her.

"What'll it be boys?" the woman asked flatly, thumping down a pitcher of beer and sliding the glasses into the middle of the table.

Julia looked up at her smiling, ready to introduce herself.

"Hi, I'm Ju..." she began.

"Julia Harkerton from down river," the woman interrupted dryly. "I heard you already."

Julia's smile faded. Had she done something wrong?

"Harkensin, Mary Jane. Harkensin," Alrek corrected with a laugh. "You must not have been listening that well." The men around the table laughed.

The woman looked at the blond-haired man with a withering glance. She had deep-set, icy blue eyes and her straight hair was pulled tightly into a ponytail. She was pretty, Julia thought, but she pulled her face so taut it gave her a severe look.

They made orders all around, and though Julia wasn't familiar with the food on the menu, she didn't dare ask the woman to see one. She ordered the same thing as Ben.

"Did I do something wrong?" Julia asked quietly after Mary Jane had left the table.

Jim took a drink from his beer. "Only if you consider a beautiful stranger walking in here with Ben Anderson wrong," he replied, wiping the foam from his mustache. Ben's friends erupted in another round of loud laughter. Julia looked up at Ben and saw his face flushing slightly, and she smiled a little in confusion.

"Mary Jane's been trying for years to get Ben to settle down with her," Isaiah explained, "without much success."

"You're overstating, Isaiah," Ben said, taking a swig from his glass. "By a lot."

"That's right," Alrek agreed, lifting a scolding finger at Isaiah, his voice low and serious. "She only goes after him when she's in between boy toys."

The men shouted in laughter again. Julia smiled, but felt badly that they were joking at the woman's expense. She decided to change the subject and asked them how they came to know each other.

Julia's attempt to divert the conversation worked, and pretty soon the men were joking and sharing stories of their many antics over the years, each trying to top the tale before it. When the food arrived they ordered another pitcher of beer, and after that, two pitchers more. Julia could feel her words beginning to stick in her brain and slur as they left her lips.

The men's subtle flirting grew more overt as the night went on, and Julia was giggling and glowing under all the attention. Alrek, especially, turned up the charm, and she felt the heat coming from his thigh as it pressed, ever harder, against hers. 

She felt a hand sliding slowly between her legs, fingertips pointed straight for her heating crotch. Julia squeaked as she tried to suppress a gasp when the fingers found their mark. They were tracing her pussy lips through the material of her lightweight knit pants and she bit her lip to keep from moaning. She looked up into Ben's passive face for acknowledgment, but he continued on with his conversation as if he were talking about the weather with his grandmother and not fingering Julia under the table.

The hand slid up her stomach to the waistband of her pants, and now she knew without a doubt that it was Ben's hand as it slipped under the fabric and back down to the space between her legs. This time she wasn't able to control a small gasp from escaping her lips when his fingers began tracing her opening as before, only this time it was directly skin on skin. His fingers were rough with calluses and the contrast against her most delicate skin made her muscles clench as Julia felt another jolt flash through her body. 

One of his fingers was reaching inside her now, and she couldn't help but lift her left leg up onto Ben's right thigh to give him easier access. He felt her shift up onto him and he couldn't resist pressing his cheek to hers for a moment so she could hear him chuckling softly in her ear.

His finger found her wet, and he dipped it gently inside her, only slightly, up to the first knuckle. He then pulled the fingertip out and resumed his tracing of her lips. Julia made a noise that sounded like a strangled hiccup when his fingertip found her clitoris.

"You okay, Julia?" she heard Jim say.

She coughed emptily and cleared her throat. "Ah, yes, Jim, I'm fine, thank you." 

Julia reached her hands under the table, grabbing Ben's forearm, trying desperately to not appear obvious as she attempted to extract his hand from inside her pants.

"Alrek, will you excuse me? I need to use the ladies room."

Alrek stood up and Julia slid out of the booth, her cheeks pink. His nose twitched a little as she slipped past him and he felt a surge in his groin. God, he thought with a slight shudder, the sex is just dripping off that woman.

When Julia returned from the bathroom Johnny Cash was playing loudly on the jukebox and two men and a woman she hadn't met yet were standing at the end of the booth, talking with the men sitting around the table. Ben gave Julia a nasty grin as she slid back into the booth next to him. 

After a short time Alrek got up again from his seat, and this time he asked Julia to dance. Pretty soon they were dancing and laughing as he twirled her on the dance floor. Then someone would cut in after a time, and then another, until Julia had danced with all of the men she had met that night, ending with Ben.





Two In The Bush Ch. 01



I started fucking back like a man possessed. Her cunt was really tight around my dick, but it was so wet and hot that I moved in and out easily. I was stroking her with the full length of my cock, going from buried to the hilt, to almost popping out. Her juicy twat was like a burning hot vice, squeezing my dick all around. I couldn't believe the sensations it was giving me. We were fucking in perfect animalistic rhythm. Sometimes she'd move her hips side to side or around in circles, and I could feel her tightening and releasing her vaginal muscles, like someone's hand was squeezing and releasing my dick. With almost each jab, I could feel my dick hitting the back of her pussy.

I moved my hands from her hips to her ass. I loved that ass. Even though I could feel that her butt was clenched, it was still soft and supple. I reached down further between her legs. Man was she wet! I lifted up one of my hands to see her juices, and saw that mixed in with it was a little bit of blood. I looked at her. Her eyes were closed, her face scrunched up with lust, tears streaming down her eyes. She opened them and saw the surprise on may face. "I told you I was a virgin whore. Later you can christen my other hole."

I couldn't believe that this girl was a virgin. Talk about raw talent. I started to ravage her neck and shoulders with passionate kisses, practically eating her up. She attacked my neck in return. I nibbled on her earlobe and she started lightly bighting my neck through her wet kisses. I alternated between licking her neck and nibbling on her ear. Then she stuck her tongue right in my ear, and started to tongue-fuck it.

Our pace was heated and I started to feel my cum building up again. Her body stiffened up as she arched her back and threw her head back. Her arms and legs clamped down tighter and her cunt gripped my pumping dick even harder. The tears started streaming from her eyes even more as she was wracked by several orgasms in a row.

I saw a sloping tree, leaned back against it, and started pumping harder and faster than ever. She looked down into my eyes, quietly weeping. Despite being in the middle of her third or fourth orgasm, she managed to gasp "you big slut fucker, you make me... feel so, unhhhhh.... gooood.....aaaahhh... Rip my little slut body in half with your... big... fabulous.... Cock... I think I feel... f-ffaint. OOOhhhh! ... Promise me... uuhhhnnnnnng... that no matter what happens .... aaahhh, oh, yeah, oh.... you won't stop fucking me ... until I ask you to.... Ooh... Promise!"

"I promise baby!" That was all I could take. I pushed down on her hips and jabbed my dick into her as hard and deep as I could. I felt my cock head slam against her cervix and then my dick erupted with so much force, that I swear I saw stars. I think something popped in my brain, it was so intense. I must have shot out a whole cup of sperm into her womb. My orgasm eventually started to subside, but I never stopped pumping, more out of instinct now, than anything else. I couldn't possibly think. She started screaming again, then clamped her mouth down on my neck to muffle the noise. My dick had hardly softened at all and the pain of her biting made it hard again.

The tears were still streaming down her face and she was now shuttering with orgasm after intense orgasm. Any other girl I've ever fucked would have stopped long ago, but she was still pumping. Then suddenly her arms and legs let go, her head slumped onto my shoulder and her body went completely limp. I lifted her head with both hands and when I let go, it fell. She was completely unconscious. I checked to make sure she was breathing and she was just fine. I stopped fucking her for a moment, but then I remembered what she had made me promise. I was still pretty horny and this little slut had made it clear that she would take anything I could give.

I wrapped one arm under her ass and the other around her back and laid her on the ground. I lightly slapped her on the tits and face a couple of times, but she just mumbled something incoherent and turned her head. 

I had promised not to stop, so I turned her on her front, and laid her head sideways. I quickly spread her legs apart, kneeled between them, leaned over with an elbow on each side of her, and supported her shoulders with my hands. My dick-head found the entrance to her dripping cunt and I rammed it back in.

Once I was good and lubed again, I reached over with one hand, pulled my dick out, spread her ass cheeks, and placed my head at her remaining virgin hole. I pushed in slowly. It was really tight and resistant. If she was awake she'd probably be in some pain, but I pushed on slowly and carefully. My dick was almost all the way in when it wouldn't go in any further. I pulled back out, reinserted myself into her pussy to lube up again and then went back in the back door. I repeated this process a few more times until I could pump in and out of her asshole fairly easily.

Once that was done, I started pumping like crazy. She was like a beautiful life-sized rag doll under me. I wasn't putting much weight on her, so she was moving backward and forth and her arms were flailing all over the place.

I rolled over onto my back, pulling her on top of me, never pulling out or stopping the fucking. I grabbed her hips and helped her meet my thrusts. In this new position, my dick could go in all the way and I was taking advantage of it, stabbing as hard and deep as possible. I was basically jerking myself off but using her asshole and body instead of my hand. Her arms and legs were now flailing all over the place, and occasionally I'd lift her right off of my chest and it would make slapping noises when she'd land. I almost knocked the wind out of myself a couple of times.

As I came closer to climaxing, I slowed down my pace, jabbed a finger into her twat and started finger fucking her. I could feel my dick through the thin tissue inside her. For the third time that night, I had a more intense orgasm than ever before it. My cum poured out of her ass all around my cock. The pure immorality of what I was doing helped make this last orgasm even better than the first two. I just about passed out myself.

Finally I had to stop. I couldn't thrust any more. So I adjusted her to be more comfortable on me, grabbed her tits with my left arm and kept finger fucking her with my right hand. I craned my neck up to look at her face, but she was still out.

After a minute or so, I had two fingers fucking her and my thumb rubbing her clit harshly in circles. Her hips started to instinctively pump up and down, fucking my hand and she started to quietly moan. The feeling of her ass moving on my soft dick as it lay on my stomach was awesome. I checked her again, but she was still out.

After another minute, her back arched up and her juice started to flow all over my hand and out onto my balls. Her body twitched a couple of times and went limp.

My dick was starting to get hard again, so I grabbed her hips again and started moving her ass crack back and forth across the length of my cock. Finally she started to stir. Her hips started to thrust without my help again and she let out another moan. 

Then suddenly, she sat up on me in a shot, spun her head around and looked down at me. She had a look of terror on her face. She was completely confused and possibly in shock. She was crushing my stomach though, so I reached around her, pulled my dick out from under her, and then shoved her ass down to my hips where I could support her weight. Then, I grabbed her waist, lifted her up, and impaled her pussy on my cock again. She didn't fight or resist at all. The whole time she just stared at me in fear and confusion.

I started to fuck her again and she fell back onto my chest. For a few moments she just lay there on top of me with her hips bouncing up and down. Eventually she slowly started to fuck back, sighed, and calmly said "My name's Sarah". I guess she remembered where she was. She sat back up, lifted up her legs, and with her arms, spun herself around with out letting my dick escape from her pussy. She then pulled her knees under her on either side of my hips and started riding me like a cowgirl. She grabbed one of my arms, waved her other arm in the air and threw her head back and forth like she was riding a wild bull. Her hair thrashed all over the place and her tits bounced and jiggled. I couldn't resist grabbing one with each hand and giving her the ride of her life.

She had cum again at least twice before my dick even started to tingle. I was getting tired though, so I didn't try and stop this one. "Here comes more cream you fuckin' little whore."

"I'm about to cum too baby!" she said as she leaned over and put her left breast in my mouth.

"God, you're some kind of a sex angel," I said muffled through her tit. I bit down on her nipple and with that, her cunt muscles started to spasm violently and we both came again. She collapsed on top of me, but this time she was still awake and started gently kissing me on the mouth.

My dick slid out, our mixed juices running down onto the grass. Sarah kissed me hard one more time, hugged me, turned her head sideways and went to sleep. I stared up at the beautiful clear sky for a little while, then wrapped my arms around her, closed my eyes and took a nap myself.



Two In The Bush Ch. 02



I woke up some time later to the sound of the bushes lightly rustling in the wind. Sarah was still sleeping soundly on top of me. I looked down and admired her beauty in awe. It was quite dark, but I could just make her out in the starlight. Her head was nuzzled against my chest. Her shoulder length blond mane was a mess, plastered in places to her cheeks and forehead. I brushed it down with my hand and gently stroked her soft golden hair. I felt very close to this girl as her soft warm stomach rose and fell gently on my softened penis. Her hips were cocked slightly to the side for comfort, her still damp pussy pressed against my thigh. Though she was fairly petite, her beautiful silk covered legs looked as though they went on forever, lying on either side of my right leg. Her toes twitched a little in the grass through her stockings, reaching just a little beyond my own toes. Amazingly, the fabulous groin-high stockings she wore were still tightly wrapped around the tops of her thighs. They did have a few runs in them now though. 

I noticed that she was covered in goose bumps. The night air had become cool, and our naked bodies were very exposed. The fact that she was still wet in areas didn't help matters. The grass under my ass and legs was soaked with ourjuices, and the parts of my body exposed to the breeze were cold too. Where I was covered though, I was kept warm by the now seemingly delicate creature slumbering on top of me. Though she was chilled, she still radiated a lot of heat onto me.

I reached over and grabbed my suit jacket. I laid it across her back and covered part of her head down to her upper thighs. Then I reached up beneath the jacket and gently rubbed her ass while tenderly kissing her forehead. I felt very at peace and was happy. Our experience had been so intense, that I had managed to forget all about Emma the whole time. Now though, I started to feel it again. 

I thought about how wonderful this could have been if it had happened with her. Not that it wasn't great with Sarah, but it could have been even more meaningful with the woman I had dreamed about for so long. The image of Emma in her wedding dress came painfully into my mind. Her standing there at the front of the church, kissing that other man, shot pangs through my heart. He was a pretty nice guy, but boy did I want to kick his ass!

Then the image in my mind changed to Emma the way I had seen her the other day. She was wearing a pair of form fitting dark-grey slacks and a black backless shirt that tied up around her neck and waist. The way the blouse displayed her curvaceous waist and her strong back made me exited just being around her. When I would catch he site of her nipples straining against the thin black material or the tight grey pants following her round ass cheeks into her beautiful crack, I became week in the knees.

I started to imagine Emma standing in front off me slowly removing the blouse. My dick was getting pretty uncomfortable against Sarah's ribcage, so I reached down and pulled it out from under her. It was already pretty stiff and when I let it go it sprang back against Sarah's side. I imagined the sound was Emma handling my raging hard-on after pulling it out of my pants. My god did I wish I could have had Emma to myself. My emotions were getting so high that I began to feel guilty about laying here under Sarah.

Just then, I was startled by a loud rustling of the bushes. Dawn was just starting to break, so it was still pretty dark, but I could just make out the shape of somebody walking around the bushes, looking for an entrance. My dick went instantly soft again and I didn't know what to do. Had this person seen us? Were they just trying to fulfill some voyeuristic tendencies, or did they have other reasons for trying to get to us?

Before I had a chance to think any more or react, the person found a suitable spot and stepped into our little clearing. I couldn't see much, but a touch of light glinted off of a pair of glasses. As my eyes adjusted further, I could tell that the person was fairly short and was wearing pink.

"So I see you met my cousin Sarah," said the voice. I just lay there squinting at the young girl. I knew then that it was the girl that Sarah was with at the wedding. I was panicked. I still had no idea what I was going to do or say. The girl came closer and sat down next to us. I just stared with my mouth hanging open, repositioning Sarah slightly and making sure we were covered up as much as possible.

"It's okay," she said, "I won't tell anyone. I promise. She's wanted to have sex with a real man for long time now. Her showerhead and my mom's back massager weren't satisfying her anymore. By the way, my name's Wendy."

"Hi Wendy," I managed to creak out still not knowing what to do. I couldn't believe how this girl was talking and behaving. I relaxed slightly though, as she was completely calm and didn't seem to have any problems with the scene before her. I was really freaked out, but decided to try and make the situation as normal as possible by making some small talk. I didn't know what else to do. "So, I saw you getting some birthday cards tonight, happy birthday," I said, grasping at anything that popped into my mind.

"Thanks. Actually my birthday was a couple of weeks ago. This is just the first time I've seen any family since then"

"Well, happy belated birthday anyway. Did you get any good gifts?" My mind was reeling with the surrealness of this situation.

"Yes, but the best part about turning eightteen, is that I finally started on the pill last week! Now I can go out and get myself properly fucked, just like Sarah."

This started an uneasy feeling in my gut, but I didn't move too much because I didn't want to wake Sarah. That was not the kind of thing I was expecting to hear from this somewhat shy looking young girl. "I think at your age you can take your time and wait Wendy," I said gulping down my surprise.

"Naw, I'm tired of being a virgin. There are a lot of guys out there, and I want to start getting my share," she said confidently.

My dick was starting to get hard again, hearing this girl talk about fucking so frankly and openly. The tip of my pecker was beneath Sarah's chest, and it was now moving slowly forward up between her breasts. Sarah began to stir a little, but she just turned her head to the other side and remained asleep.

"I bet she was pretty good for a virgin, wasn't she?" Wendy whispered. "She's been practicing, humping her big teddy bear, masturbating, and reading a lot of books. Well, we both have. We experimented on each other once, but that didn't work out too well. Either we did something wrong or neither of us are lesbians. I didn't like it." I just about jumped out of my skin, and my surprise was made worse by what she said next. "I can't believe Sarah got some so soon!"

I slammed my head down against the ground and stared at the sky in shock. My mind was reeling. My hands came quickly off of Sarah's ass and out of the jacket. "Oh my god... how old is your cousin anyway?" I said with a very shaky voice.

"It was her 18th birthday today. Well actually, it's way past midnight, so yesterday. She looks pretty mature for her age, doesn't she? You know, I don't think anybody else is going to give her a better present than you did," she giggled.

Every part of my body that wasn't in contact with Sarah was straining to get even further away. This beautiful girl wasn't just a couple of years younger than me. She wasn't even 21. I was a little freaked out. My mind and most of my body were in shock, but strangely, my cock was still getting harder and longer. I was just thinking about moving Sarah off of me when it poked her in the chin. Still seemingly asleep, she moved her head down and wrapped her lips around the tip of my dick. Her forehead was now digging into my abdomen, as she sucked hard on my head. Her tongue started to swirl around it and then she started to tongue-fuck my piss-hole again.

The jacket still mostly covered Sarah's head, so Wendy couldn't see exactly what was happening, but she knew what was going on. I wanted to get up, but Sarah's mouth was making me feel so good, and I was getting really turned on. I whispered Sarah's name, but she didn't respond.

"Oh, she's probably still at least half asleep," said Wendy. "She's a total nymph that girl. I've seen her when she comes over to my house for sleepovers. You know how little kids sleep better with a soother in their mouth? Well Sarah sleeps with a dildo in her mouth some nights ever since she was fifteen. Once, I saw her rub her cunt until she came, without even waking up. She must have the most awesome dreams."

I was still a little freaked out, but I decided to relax a little and enjoy the sensations running through my loins. Things couldn't get much crazier than they already were. "If Sarah is such a nymph and experiments so much, how is it that she was still a virgin?" I asked, holding in a moan.

"Our moms are pretty cool about sex, but they're also very strict in some ways. They said they would explain things, answer all our questions and let us make all of our own decisions when it came to sex, as long as we waited until we were eightteen before actually having sex. Every month, Sarah's mom would check her pussy to make sure it hadn't been fully penetrated to make sure she was keeping her end of the bargain. We'd masturbate with our hands or massagers and play with our clits. We'd even fuck ourselves with small soft objects, but nothing too major. Besides, we both loved the thought of saving our hymens for a real live hot and throbbing cock. From the looks of your reach, she wasn't disappointed."

I was blown away. "Wow," I said, "my parents never even said a single word about sex to me when I was your age."

"Yeah, well our mothers grew up together with their aunt after my grandmother died. Great Aunty Kate had been a call girl in her younger days and so was pretty open about sex."

Meanwhile, Sarah was still sucking harder than ever on the tip my dick. "Here ya go," said Wendy, and she reached over, grabbed Sarah's shoulders, and pushed her downward on me. This drove her mouth deeper around me and my cock hit the back of her mouth. She started to gag a bit and the jerking motion on the tip of my dick felt amazing. I started to blow my load and Sarah's gagging turned into choking as my cum flooded her mouth. 

Wendy reached over, threw the jacket off and pulled Sarah's head up. Sarah rolled off of me, most of the thick sticky cum leaked out, and she stopped choking. Wendy grabbed my still twitching pecker with both hands and pumped out my remaining fluid. 

I was staring at Sarah who was now lying on her back on top of my jacket with her neck over my left arm. The entire front of her body was still slightly damp and shiny with sweat and sex juices. The tiny little hairs on her stomach and hips were standing straight up. Her tits hung slightly to each side, and her big long nipples were hard as stones. She had her head turned to towards me and coughed a few times. Her eyes were still closed and I didn't know if she had ever woken up. If not, she must have had another awesome dream. She licked her lips a few times, rolled onto her side facing me, and threw her left arm across the top of my chest. I still could not believe that this girl was eightteen. She looked so beautifully developped and mature. She could easily have passed for 24.

It wasn't until Sarah had seemed to settle back into a solid slumber again that I fully noticed what Wendy was doing. She had taken off her glasses and was cleaning my cock, balls, and chest off with her tongue. I was completely washed off. When I looked down at her, she flashed me a metallic smile and then went back to work on my balls. She gently sucked my right testicle into her mouth, licking the bottom of it the whole time. She rolled it in her mouth for while then spit it out. Jeeze, good thing the braces are on the outside of her teeth. She sucked the other one into her mouth and did the same thing. She alternated from ball to ball for a while, until I started to get hard again. Then she undid the clasp at the back of her head and let her hair fall down around her. She had very long brown hair and it was very soft. The feeling of it brushing lightly across my stomach and hard-on was very arousing. Once it was clear that I was fully erect, she stuck out her tongue and started licking her way up my shaft. Her tongue was soft, and very hot. It was thin, and longer than any tongue I had ever seen. 

When she reached the end, she swirled her tongue around the head once and then stood up. The sun was starting to rise, and I could see her more clearly now. She was actually quite pretty with her hair down, her glasses off, and her mouth closed. She had soft rounded features, darker skin than her cousin and piercing brown eyes. While Wendy wasn't quite as physically mature as Sarah, she was still quite attractive after all. In her present state, she no longer looked her age either. The only thing that still gave her away was the awful pink dress.

She stood at my feet, looking down at me. "I think you're exactly what we've wanted ever since we were fifteen, a really nice guy with a really nice cock. How would you like to give me a belated birthday present?"

"I don't know Wendy. I didn't know that Sarah was only eightteen. I'm thirty-two for god's sake. I think maybe we should stop now and you two should get ready to go home."

As I finished my excuse, she turned around and zipped the back of her dress down to her waist. Then she grabbed the bottom of it on either side and pulled it up straight over her head. She threw it onto a branch of a tree and started to shake her little ass at me. It was just as perfectly formed and round as Sarah's, only this one was smaller and had tan lines showing around her skimpy little cotton panties. My eyes swept up and took in the whole view. Although her hips weren't very wide, her waist still curved inwards. I think I could have wrapped my hands all the way around that waist. Her back was very toned and defined and her spine stood out slightly. She was not wearing a bra and she clearly did not have any tan lines up there. Her legs were also very toned and somewhat muscular. On them, she whore a pair of sheer white silk stockings that reached up to the middle of her things, topped off in lace. Though she was quite petite and defined, she was not overly skinny, and it was clear that she was athletic.

When she turned around, still dancing, I changed my mind about her being awkward looking. Her tits were well tanned and firm. They were small handful sized, A or B cups, and perfectly shaped. They curved upwards into the air. Her small hard nipples pointed up to the sky and were surrounded by rather large areolas. The deep red circles puffed out slightly from the rest of the breasts and were covered with little bumps.

Below her ribs, she had a beautiful flat stomach, and the slight impression of a six-pack. It was clear that she was pretty horny, because the front of her panties was soaked through. The dark colour of her bush was clearly visible and I could make out the outline of her swollen pussy lips as they seemed to be straining for release. She turned around again, and sat down with her soft cotton covered crack over my cock. She started gyrating her hips and said, "This little bitch is in heat. Are you sure about stopping, or are you going to make me really happy and break me in."

I was so fucking horny at that point that I couldn't think straight. "Oh what the hell," I said, "Happy birthday you little slut." 

With that, she stood up, turned around, and planted a foot on either side of my waist. She bent her knees, hanging her soaked cunt over my dick. She grabbed the crotch of her panties and yanked on them until they ripped and she was able to hike them up out of the way. "Go for it big guy."

I stared at her pussy for a second first. It was covered in short curly jet-black hairs from leg to leg and halfway up to her belly button. She had obviously never shaved. I love a full muff, and it reminded me exactly of how I imagined Emma's. The image of Emma's naked body came into my mind again, and I couldn't stop myself. I forcefully thrust my dick upward, but it missed and slid across her bright red soaking gash rubbing violently against her clit. She let out a loud moan, lifted up a bit and then sat herself down quickly, impaling herself on my pole. I felt the resistance half way in and then a popping feeling around my dickhead. She kept going down though and had completely accepted me in one stroke. She gasped heavily and stopped moving. A few tears ran down her cheek.

"Are you okay honey, usually girls take that first step much slower and it still hurts a lot," I said empathetically. Her cunt was so tight around my dick it actually hurt too.

"I'm so fucking horny," she cried, "that I'd let you keep fucking me if I ripped in two. Now come on you fucking stud, let's get a move on!" With that, she started to lift herself up and down on my cock like she was doing power squats. I reached out and squeezed her ass with my free hand and started meeting her thrusts, lifting my ass several inches off the ground each time. Her cunt was starting to loosen up a bit, but it was still incredibly tight. My last girlfriend's ass was looser than this.

We kept this up for quite some time. Fortunately she was in good shape, and I had just cum a few minutes ago. Wendy then sat back down again, supporting herself with her knees. "Aaaah... Wendy, don't stop," I begged.

"I've got a surprise for you." She bent her head forward, and then hunched her back. Her legs were out to the sides, almost in the splits. I felt the sensation of my balls getting very wet. I was puzzled, as it didn't look or feel like she had orgasmed yet. Then I felt her hands underneath my legs and the feeling of her tongue stroking my balls again. Holy shit! My dick was still inside her and now she was licking my sac!

She lifted her head and said, "I'm a gymnast, but come on, I can't do this all my self."

She was very flexible, but in this position she clearly couldn't do much humping. I started fucking her again and she held on tight. She had my left testicle in her mouth and was sucking so hard it must have been blue. Then she let it fall out, licked my bag forcefully a few times and moved on. I could feel her head moving around and it felt like her nose was pressed between my balls. I heard her let go a few muffled gasps and occasionally felt her tongue hitting my pistoning dick. She was helping herself now. I could only imagine the tongue-lashing she was giving her own clit.

I felt her pussy start to spasm violently and every little jerk squeezed my dick a little harder. She straightened out and started screaming. I couldn't reach her mouth, so I reached up, grabbed her by the right tit and pulled her down on top of me. As I moved my hand over her mouth, she arched her back up off of my chest and started meeting my thrusts again. She was still screaming like a banshee, the sound not completely muffled by my hand. She was on her second or third orgasm and still pumping when I noticed that Sarah was awake.

I'm not sure how long she had been watching us, but she was clearly turned on. Her left leg was raised slightly and she was playing with herself with both hands. One was rubbing her clit hard around in circles, the other had the two middle fingers pumping in and out of her slippery hole. Her hips were gently rocking back and forth and the juices were already dribbling down across her leg. 

When she saw me looking at her, she closed her eyes and bit down hard on her lower lip. Then she looked into my eyes and smiled mysteriously. With one hand still working her pussy, she moved the arm that was on the ground towards me. I was still fucking the little slut on top of me pretty hard, so Sarah was easily able to get her hand under my ass. She rubbed her fingers all over my ass and balls. Wendy's cunt had released so much juice that I was soaked. I felt Sarah shove a finger up my ass hole and that was it.




Two in the Bush Ch. 02



The blade found its mark, splitting the log in two with a crack. It's a good thing I'm looking out for her. I'll help her get this up to nine cords to be on the safe side, and I've already got enough wood at my own place for the next twelve months or so. She won't freeze to death; I won't let that happen, he promised himself. I will not let any harm come to her.

Julia packed her things for several days at Ben's; she wouldn't have to come back to check on the garden for two or three days, even though she felt a little guilty for not giving her plants as much tender loving care as she should. 

Leaving her bag at the entryway of the cabin, Julia, a glass of water in her hand, followed the sound of wood cracking to find Ben at the woodpile. He had managed to add quite a bit to it in a relatively short period of time. She found herself transfixed by his easy strength, his years of experience with this particular task obvious, the muscles of his body working in perfect conjunction with the tool in his hands as if the axe were an extension of his body. 

Ben was probably the most physically fit man she'd ever met, and what made it that much more impressive was that his flawless body was shaped by everyday living. He wasn't going to the gym lifting the perfect amount of weights in the perfect combination of reps. His body was sculpted by the realities of having to provide himself with food, water, shelter and fuel. 

He displayed no hyper self-awareness regarding his appearance at all; despite his clear masculine beauty, he didn't expect women to fall all over him or men to envy his virility. He was just Ben, and Julia found his quiet self-assuredness extremely attractive.

She spoke when he acknowledged her arrival, lowering the axe to catch his breath. "Wow, Ben, you really added to the woodpile. Thank you so much," she said, handing him the glass of water. "I'm embarrassed to admit this, but hearing about how much wood it takes to get through the winter cannot compare to actually seeing it."

Ben wiped his sweating brow and took a drink. Then he replied, "Yes, one huge advantage you have coming into this is that your uncle already had a stockpile of wood waiting for you. There's no way you would've been able to get enough gathered out here on your own starting this late in the year, not with wood being your only form of heat, and there are only a few short times a year when the river runs deeply enough to barge in supplies as heavy as fuel tanks."

Julia nodded. "I'm really lucky. If Uncle Ray didn't have a year's supply waiting for me, he never would have permitted me to stay here for the winter, and I don't think I would have tried. I do have to keep gathering wood though; I'm not going to finish the year leaving him with nothing. I can't imagine he can chop the amount of wood he has here in one summer. This had to have taken him at least a couple years to accumulate."

"Don't worry, I'll help you with that. You won't likely leave with as much wood as when you arrived, but we'll make sure Ray has a good supply for next year. You're right, though, it did take him several years to collect a year's supply of wood," Ben confirmed, finishing the water in his glass. "I swear, it seemed like half the time I stopped by I'd find him at this woodpile, and if he wasn't here, he'd as likely to be out bringing more wood to split as doing anything else," he added with a smile.

The woman smiled at the unexpected insight into her uncle's hidden life, imagining him here, working on his land. "Well," she began, taking his empty glass, "I'm ready to go when you are. We've still got chores to do at your place and you haven't been there for a few days."

"Sounds good. The sooner we get the work out of the way, the sooner we can have dinner and settle down for the evening."





Two in the Bush Ch. 02



"I thought I was doing the right thing, being the man of the house; I had to make sure we had enough money to stay warm and fed through the winter. I had even arranged for a neighbor, an older couple who had raised six children themselves, to stop by regularly to check on Allison and the baby and help out whenever I was gone. 

"I thought I had it all figured out. Soon the season would be over, and I'd be at home with my wife and daughter, and I'd find some other job that would let me have a more regular schedule.

"When I got home from my last run, I found a note; Allison had left me. She said she couldn't bear raising her child this way, and that she had to leave before she was trapped here for the winter. She was taking Danielle and going back to Oregon to live with her parents." Ben paused, flinching at the memory. Julia wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"Well, I was in a panic. I immediately headed outside to go see my neighbors, to see if they knew anything. I was ready to go on after her, if it wasn't too late, to convince her to come back home. 

"It was crazy to be driving twenty-five hundred miles on rough road with a newborn, a week at most before the first snow. But before I had even reached my truck the sheriff was pulling into my driveway."

Ben's throat strangled and his jaw tightened as he tried to suppress the grief that threatened to overflow. Taking a deep breath, he eventually continued.

"Allison's car was hit in a rock slide, killing both she and the baby. The police had tried to contact me but at that point I was on the road, heading back home, and couldn't be located."

He stopped, unable to go on. 

"Ben, I'm so sorry," Julia whispered, turning to embrace him. She held Ben silently while he clutched at her back, until finally she felt his chest shudder and her shoulder grow wet with his tears. 

After about five minutes he spoke again. "I received a rather large settlement from Allison's life insurance policy, enough to last me a long time. But I couldn't bear to live in that house any longer, so I tried to get as far away as I could. Eventually, I ended up here." 

Ben sighed, then lifted his head and looked at Julia's face, his eyes still wet from tears. "It's ironic that Allison's death gave me the life I'd always dreamed about, to live in a cabin in remote Alaska, living off the land, free from a regular job," he said bitterly.

"Have you been here alone since then?" Julia asked, her heart aching for him.

He nodded. "I wasn't interested in being happy with someone else on money paid with my family's blood. I made my wife miserable for years with my selfishness; I don't have the right..." he trailed off.

After a moment, thinking, Julia said softly, "So you've been punishing yourself all these years, like my uncle Ray."

Ben didn't answer. He did find a certain irony that his nearest neighbor for the past sixteen years was a man who had gone through a similar loss, never knowing they'd shared much the same pain. 

"Ben, isn't sixteen years enough to pay for your mistakes? Do you really think that Allison would want you to punish yourself for the rest of your life, to deny yourself happiness?"

"I don't... I don't know," he faltered, looking down. He'd like to think she might have eventually forgiven him, but he had hardly considered it. How could he?

Julia leaned in and kissed his forehead. "She loved you enough to move here, to help you live out your dreams."

"At the cost of her own happiness, her own life," he pointed out.

"That's true," she admitted, then paused, collecting her thoughts. "Sometimes we do things for the people we love without thinking through all the implications. But I don't think that meant her love for you was any less real, and I don't think she'd want you to punish yourself forever."

Ben pulled Julia closely to him and they sat holding each other in silence. He looked up at the vast, wide open sky, barely dimming with twilight, and wondered for the first time if Allison had sent Julia to him, to give him another chance.





Two in the Bush Ch. 02



But it wasn't all hard work. Sometimes they just spent lazy days exploring the river in a canoe, or taking long hikes, enjoying the natural beauty of the landscape in the company of a kindred spirit.

The couple had long decided that Julia would be staying full-time at Ben's cabin. They would prepare her uncle's cabin for the winter and make regular treks to check on the property. In mid-September they hiked to the clearing half a mile from Ray's cabin and waited for the buzzing whirr of the plane bringing in Julia's uncle.

She came running and embraced him with a bear hug. "Oh Uncle Ray, it is so good to see you!" Julia exclaimed, squeezing him tightly. 

Her uncle was an average-sized, unassuming man, much stronger physically than he at first appeared. His short thinning hair was once jet black like his niece's but was now seventy percent silver. He had a neatly trimmed beard the same color as his hair and kind gray-green eyes.

"Well, well, look at you," Ray said, holding his niece at arm's length so he could look at her. "Just as lovely as I remember. How are things going? You going stir crazy yet?"

No, she assured him, she was loving every minute of it. "Ben has been a huge help," she told her uncle, gesturing to the tall man standing a few feet away.

They greeted each other and shook hands. Ray said, "Al here has another flight scheduled for today, so why don't the two of you help me get the plane unloaded so he can be on his way."

Julia's uncle had brought with him a large package full of wheat flour, powdered milk, and other food for his niece, as well as a big box of crisp apples. He also presented her with some warm winter clothing and an old-fashioned flat iron to put under the covers at the foot of her bed to keep her feet warm in the winter.

Julia was surprised and delighted by his generosity, rewarding him with a kiss on the cheek. She thanked him profusely.

Ray looked around the cabin. "Where are all of your things?" he asked. He'd expected it to look more lived in.

"Well," his niece said shyly, reaching back to touch the man behind her, "Ben and I have been together almost the entire summer, and we've decided to pool our resources and winter at his place."

The old man raised an eyebrow in surprise. "I see," he replied, glancing up at Ben. First time I've ever noticed the man show an interest in a woman, he thought, and now that woman is my favorite niece.

Ben held his old neighbor's gaze steadily. "I care about Julia a great deal, Ray," he said finally. "I promise to let no harm come to her."

They stood facing each other while the older man considered the younger one's words. Well, in sixteen years Ben had always shown himself to be a decent, trustworthy fellow. And Ray trusted Julia's judgment. And the truth was he also felt some relief to know that she wasn't going to be spending the winter alone, no matter how prepared she might be. Ray stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"Well," he said at last, squeezing his niece around the shoulders, "I'm happy for you two." Then, "What do you say we go fishing? I've been looking forward to some fresh salmon steaks for nearly a year now."





Two In The Bush Ch. 02



Between the tight pulsing twat wrapped around my dick and now a finger probing my ass, rubbing my prostrate, I couldn't hold on any more. The cum came bursting out of my hard rod with fury. I was pumping uncontrollably like a mad man, while Wendy's cunt and Sarah's finger met each thrust at either end. This must have been as close to a multiple orgasm as any man's ever gotten, because it felt like it went on forever. Wendy started to buck wildly on top of me again and I felt more hot wet liquid pouring out of her, flooding my balls and legs. I couldn't stop. I just kept cuming and cuming. 

Eventually the pleasure subsided, but I just kept pumping. My dick was still rock hard and Wendy was still writhing like mad. She was only gasping now and no longer screaming, so I let her mouth go. 

Sarah then pulled her finger out of my hole and started fucking me with her thumb. My anus was burning now, but my entire body was consumed by pleasure. She moved closer, crushing her breasts into my side. Then she put a hand under Wendy's back and pushed her up. Wendy sat back up and started squatting up and down on me again, and gravity caused even more liquid to rush out down my disappearing and reappearing shaft onto the grass. Sarah leaned over and started kissing my chest. Then she clamped her mouth down on my nipple and started to suck so hard I thought I was going to give milk. 

I could feel my balls get tight again. Then Wendy leaned forward bending my stiff rod downwards and kept fucking. I grabbed her right leg and started stroking it up and down. Not much turns me on more than the feeling of silk on a woman's nice legs. Sarah then returned the favour from earlier that night. She bit down on my nipple hard. The pain and pleasure coming from my nipple, my asshole, and my bent-over dick was too much. My back arched up and I pumped another load into Wendy's already full womb. She started shivering in another orgasm and Sarah moved just in time to avoid Wendy throwing herself back onto my chest.

Wendy kept writhing for a while as my hips slowed the thrusting and stopped. My cock withered completely but the tip was held inside for a few seconds by the tightness of Wendy's honey pot. When it slid out, Wendy stopped moving and we all lay there catching our breath. Then I felt wetness against my leg and noticed that Sarah was still gently grinding her pussy on me. She arched her back and became completely still for a brief moment, and then went limp. She then pulled her thumb out of my ass and rolled up into a ball beside me. It was quite a while until we all recovered.

Sarah was the first to get up. It was now pretty sunny and she suddenly seemed in a hurry. Some of our mixed juices ran down her legs as she ran her hands over her mound, getting the worst out of her beautiful heart-shaped bush. She wiped her self off as best as she could with her hands. Then she walked over to where her dress was, picked it up, threw it over her head and pulled it all the way on. She shivered with cold. So, she pulled the straps off again and turned it around backwards. "This is still awfully wet in the front," she said as she put her arms through the straps again. The back of the dress wasn't quite as high as the front, and her long nipples peaked out to the world like they were meant to be free. She picked up my jacket next, put her arms in the sleeves and wrapped herself in it snugly.

She came over, grabbed Wendy's hand and pulled her up. Once up, Wendy's legs buckled and she fell back to her knees. "Holy shit, that was amazing!" she said, the first words since she started licking her own clit. "I must have had 10 orgasms!"

She managed to get back up and took a few steps towards the bushes. She reached under one of them and pulled out a bag. Quickly she pulled out a pair of jeans and an oversized sweatshirt. She unbunched the panties around her waist and repositioned them as best she could. Then she pulled up her sagging stockings and got dressed. She found her glasses in one of her shoes and put them back on. The glasses gave her that slight geeky look again, but after what we had done to each other, she still looked gorgeous to me.

I just lay there naked in grass staring at the two of them. I couldn't get over how wet it was around me. It was definitely not dew, and a strong musky odor hung in the air. I could already see a wet spot forming at the crotch of Wendy's jeans, but she didn't seem to care. "Thank you so very much for the birthday present honey, I'm never going to forget that." That was all she said as she picked up the rest of her things, put them in the bag, and stepped through the bushes.

"That was the best experience of my entire life," Sarah said. "I am totally in love with you. I wish I didn't have to go another minute without feeling your cock inside of me. By the way, what's your name?"

It suddenly occurred to me that we hadn't even introduced ourselves. The situation seemed a little funny. I had shared more passion with these girls than any of us had ever had before, and they didn't even know my name. "My name is John," I chuckled. 

"Well, you know that my name is Sarah, and you met my cousin Wendy. She'll have to tell me later how she got into our little situation. Were you on the bride or the groom's side?"

The conversation, now back to reality, caught me off guard a bit made me chuckle a little more. "I'm an old friend of Emma's. How about you?"

"My great Aunt Kate is Emma's mom. So that makes us second cousins or something. She's basically like an aunt to us though. We call her aunty Emma."

Oh my god! I had just plucked the flowers, many times I might add, of one of my best friend's two nieces. What the hell was I going to do if Emma found out?

"Well, I've got to go. Post-wedding party to attend! Hey, I'm house-sitting for Emma and Rick while they're on their honeymoon. You must know where that is. I'm busy all day today, but come visit me tomorrow or I'll die of a broken heart."

"Okay," was all that I could spit out.

"Do you promise?!" she said.

"Yes," I mustered.

"Okay. I love you deeply, madly, and completely!" And with that, she grabbed her shoes and ran through the bushes still wearing my jacket.

I got up, and got dressed. I was trying to absorb the events of that night and the fact that these girls were close to Emma. Mixed with that, were the lingering feelings of loss because of the wedding.

I found Sarah's ripped panties hanging from a branch. I took a deep sniff of the damp silk, sighed, and then stuck them in my pocket. I parted the bushes and started walking towards the parking lot in deep, hurried thought.

As I crossed the road, I heard a loud honking and looked up just in time to see a car coming right at me. It swerved and I just managed to jump out of its path before it would have destroyed me. The car kept going on its way, with the horn blaring for a few more seconds.

"Man, what have these girls done to me," I thought, "and what else does Sarah have in store."



Two in the Bush Ch. 03



Author's Note: As indicated by the title, this is a multi-part story; it will be easiest to follow by reading Parts 1 and 2 first.





Two in the Bush Ch. 03



"Julia, I stink," he protested, holding her away from him, "and I've got dirt and blood all over me. I can't imagine that's pleasant for you."

She kissed his chest then nuzzled his underarm. "I like the way you stink."

Ben laughed and picked her up off the ground. "Woman, I have missed you so much," he said, kissing her deeply.

"Not as much as I've missed you."

Julia warmed the wash tub water with boiling water from the stove, and she insisted on washing Ben herself. They stood outside while she splashed warm basins full of water over his tired body. Next she wet his hair and washed it, massaging his scalp with her fingertips. She rinsed his hair before scrubbing his body clean with a soapy washcloth. Finally she rinsed him gently, the basins of cooling water caressing his skin.

"Oh Julia," Ben sighed in contentment, "that's what I call a welcome."

She was drying him with a towel. "That's only a preview," she teased, noticing his cock was sticking straight out despite the cold.

"Come on, help me with this tub," Ben said, "so I can thank you properly."

They lugged the tub away from the cabin and drained it, then quickly rinsed it clean in the river. Shivering, they ran back to the cabin, each holding one end of the tub. Ben was still naked from his bath and although Julia was dressed, her clothing was wet and sticking to her from bathing her lover. Dumping the empty tub on the porch they rushed inside, slamming the door behind them.

They were glowing from the cold and their giddiness of being together again. Immediately Ben started stripping the wet clothing from Julia's skin. He picked her up and carried her to the bed as they kissed along the way. After laying her gently on top of the blankets he kneeled between her legs. He kissed the inside of both thighs, his nerves tingling as his lips caressed her familiar smoothness. God he'd missed her!

Ben breathed deeply of her arousal and groaned. "Julia, you smell so good." He drew her puffy lips gently into his mouth, marveling at their softness, before parting them with his tongue and tasting the slick liquid that squeezed out from between them.

Every cell in her body was aflame, and she jumped at the feel of his touch again. "Oh Ben, I've missed you so much," she cried out, the orgasm blazing through her.

Julia nudged Ben up and over on his back, and she covered his body with tortuous kisses as she inched her way to his groin. He raised his hips in sweet agony as she licked and sucked his shuddering cock, releasing his pent-up semen down her throat. 

The immediate crisis over, their lovemaking grew more languorous, and they stroked their hands and fingers, legs and feet all over each other's body. She loved the muscular hardness of him, and he loved the curving softness of her, and they pressed their bodies into each other, trying to merge. 

Rolling Julia onto her back, Ben parted her legs and entered her slowly, easing his way into her pussy until she moaned. Once he had filled her, he began grinding his hips into hers.

Reaching down to her clitoris, he asked, "You know how we made love the night before we left?"

"Yes," Julia panted, finding it difficult to hold a conversation with his fingers on her clit and his cock filling her cunt. That was some of the best sex they'd had. The added danger of other people sleeping in the same room fueled the thrill for them both.

"Would it bother you to know that we had an audience?" he revealed, rolling her clitoris gently between fingers wet with her juices.

A shudder rocked through Julia's body. Oh, God, they woke up? She wasn't sure whether she was horrified or aroused.

"They told you?" Julia asked incredulously as he thrust into her slowly but deeply.

"We're men," Ben responded matter-of-factly, pausing to run his tongue from her collarbone to her earlobe. "A bunch of guys out hunting usually means there are only so many topics of discussion." She groaned in response. "Well, Alrek said he awoke from a sex dream with a hard-on and could smell the sex in the room."

"Ohhh!" Julia moaned, grasping his buttocks with both hands and pulling him into her. Ben's strokes became harder and faster, and with his free hand he held her face so that he could look in her eyes.

"They saw you on top of me, fucking me dry. And they all jerked off, wishing they were me," he continued, his eyes dark with lust.

"Oh God, Ben, no," she cried out, both in arousal and embarrassment.

"Oh yes," he confirmed, a nasty smile curling on his lips. "And I think I like that idea, you turning on a room full of men, knowing I'm the only one fucking your hot, tight pussy."

Ben was torturing her, bringing her to the brink of coming over and over, pulling back just before she crested. He was enjoying this; he wanted Julia to scream, loudly, when she came.

"Does that turn you on, baby? Do you like that you made four men in one room come at once?"

"Oh GOD yes! That is so fucking hot!" she screamed, pulling his head roughly to her and shoving her tongue in his mouth.

Ben rolled them as they kissed, until Julia was lying on top of him. He broke their kiss and urged, his voice deep with arousal, "Then fuck me, baby. Fuck me. Grind that wet cunt on my cock and show them what you've got!"

"That is so fucking dirty," she cried, "so fucking hot. All those fuckers fucking themselves..." Her cunt was on fire as she rubbed herself furiously against his thick shaft.

"For you, baby," Ben added, squeezing her breasts. "Fucking themselves for you." He felt the eruption rumbling, boiling at the base of his groin.

Julia's pussy began to pulsate with her orgasm, the sensation powerfully radiating out through her body. "Yes! Oh YES!" she screamed, feeling powerful, all woman.

"Fuck!" Ben bellowed as, shuddering, he shot his come deep into her cunt.

Julia remained where she was, grinding herself slowly on his cock until she had another orgasm. Then she bent forward to his face, careful to keep him inside her.

They kissed, their tongues deep in each other's mouth. Ben rolled them over until Julia was on her back again. He stroked her face, moving a strand of hair from her eyes, and gently kissed both eyelids. 

"Julia, I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too, Ben," she replied, staring into his dilated eyes. "I love you so much."





Two in the Bush Ch. 03



Ben felt thrilled just being alive, and with Julia. Everything was new to her, and he reveled in her unabashed enthusiasm for every experience, rejoicing in sharing with her every winter pleasure he knew.

But three weeks ago it grew steadily colder until the temperature never rose higher than thirty below zero. Their trips outside became brief, primarily to bring in firewood or haul ice. Then, Julia suffered from a nasty case of frostbite on her toes. After that Ben insisted she stay indoors while he hauled ice until the worst of the cold weather passed, and so she spent even less time outside than she had before. Julia protested vigorously at first but eventually relented, acquiescing to his greater experience. But as the days passed into weeks, she felt increasingly like a trapped animal.

Julia finally snapped the night before, in the middle of sex. Both of them were turned on by dirty talk, and last night the words falling out of Ben's mouth while he plunged in and out of her were ones that she had never heard him say before.

To her shocked ears he was describing, in vivid, devastating detail, watching her masturbate out in the open in front of her uncle's cabin just before they met for the first time.

At any other time Ben's revelation would have fueled her lust for him. But irritability had been building inside Julia for weeks, and instead of turning her on, his carnal confession pricked her vulnerability. She shoved him off her.

"You watched me?" she demanded, her voice shaking a little.

As her words and the realization of what he had been saying sank in, Ben looked at her guiltily. "Baby, I..." he started, stumbling.

"Were you ever going to tell me?" she snapped. "Or were you just hoping I wouldn't notice as long as you were making me come while you spilled the beans?"

Shit. "Julia, I'm sorry. I should have told you long before now. I don't know what I was thinking," Ben apologized, reaching to stroke her face.

Julia flinched at his touch and he jerked his hand away. "I know what you were thinking," she said icily. "That this was your chance to finally get a little easy pussy."

Ben got up immediately from the bed and walked away. He stood, his bare back facing her, bracing himself on the back of one of the kitchen chairs. After a few silent minutes he turned to face her. Julia's chin jutted up defensively, ready for another attack.

As he grew closer she was a little disarmed to see his eyelashes damp and his forehead wrinkled with worry. He approached her carefully and kneeled before her on the floor so he could look her level in the eyes as she sat propped up on the bed.

"Julia, you are right to be angry. I'm sorry," Ben implored with pleading eyes. "I never should have kept that a secret from you."

She looked down, unable to hold his gaze.

"I kept meaning to tell you, honestly, but it never seemed like the timing was right."

She snorted sarcastically, twisting her head away from him.

"But you need to know I never saw you as an 'easy mark', Julia," he insisted. "I was awed by you—I'm still awed by you. You were like... a goddess appearing out of the wilderness and I couldn't tear my eyes from you."

Julia listened, her defenses beginning to crumble around her.

"I didn't tell you at first because I didn't know how to explain myself without coming off like a pervert, and I didn't want to embarrass you," Ben explained. "Then later, after I realized I had fallen in love with you, I was afraid it would make you feel betrayed and violated. Which it clearly has. I didn't know how to handle it, so I kept putting it off. But you have to know I never intended for you to find out like this. The words just came out, I didn't realize what I was saying until it was too late. I'm sorry."

Julia turned her face slowly toward him. She looked into his eyes, his forehead tense with worry. She raised a tentative finger and began stroking his face, easing the creases from his skin.

"It's alright, Ben, I believe you," she said, low, leaning forward and kissing his forehead. "Apology accepted. I'm sorry I was so harsh. Just, please, no more secrets, okay?"

"I promise."

Julia started a little as she became aware that she had been tapping at the table top with the tip of her pen. She stretched, frustrated at the writer's block that continued to plague her, and then made a decision. She got up and started layering on clothes. 

Ben looked up from his book. "Julia, what are you doing?" he asked, laying the book he had been reading down on the small table next to his chair.

"Going outside to clear my head," she answered shortly, tightly lacing her boots.

"Baby, it's fifty below," Ben reminded her, standing up.

"I know how cold it is."

"Julia, don't be foolish..." he began, regretting the words as soon as he heard them leave his mouth. She looked at him darkly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that," he apologized quickly, reaching for his boots. "At least let me go out with you."

"Ben, I think I can handle a few minutes outside by myself," Julia flashed acidly, slamming the door behind her.

The gust of frigid air from the briefly opened door made the cabin fill with chilling cold. Shivering, Ben continued getting dressed even as he tried to determine whether it was worth it to risk further incurring her wrath by going after her. He waited another minute by the door, uncertain. Fuck it, he decided, zipping up his parka and reaching for the door knob.

He found Julia unconscious, lying face first in the snow in front the steps leading to the cabin, her arms and legs bent slightly. Adrenaline rushed through Ben's body as he raced down the steps into the bitter cold that took his breath away. Picking her up he ran, heart and boots thumping, back up the steps and into the cabin. He laid the shivering woman on the bed as her eyelashes began to flutter.

"Julia. Julia!" Ben cried out, holding her by the arms and shaking her slightly, his voice cracking, betraying his panic. He ripped off his gloves and covered her cold red face with his warm hands.

Julia began to stir, blinking several times before opening her eyes. 

"Ben, what happened?" Julia asked, her teeth chattering. She had just begun to feel how cold she was. So this is what it means to be chilled to the bone.

She saw his hazel eyes, full of concern, relax slightly. "I'm not sure," he said, quickly taking off her gloves and boots to make sure her hands and feet weren't frozen. "Did you fall?"

Julia tried to think. It had all happened so quickly.

"I think..." she chattered, shaking as Ben wrapped her in warm blankets. Thank God she's not frostbitten, he thought gratefully. "I think I fainted."

"Fainted?" Ben was at the stove, rapidly pouring a cup of hot tea. She accepted it graciously.

He kicked off his boots and crawled into bed with Julia, wrapping his arms around her body to warm the quaking woman.

"Yes," she said at last, finally feeling her body begin to warm up. "I thought it was just the cold at first, but when I got to the bottom step I felt my legs give out from under me."

Ben squeezed her protectively.

"Thank you for coming after me, Ben. If you hadn't I don't know what... I'm sorry I stormed off like that. I don't know what's gotten into me lately. It was a stupid thing to do," Julia admitted.

"It's alright," he said reassuringly in her ear. He was glad to feel that she was shivering less now. "You got struck by cabin fever. It happens to the best of us."





Two in the Bush Ch. 03



She was reaching for him, calling his name, and he gently kissed her belly and moved his way up to her waiting mouth.

They were hungry for each other, full of love and lust and relief from the fears that had plagued them both. They ground their bodies together, mouths to chests to thighs, and Julia's legs parted in welcome as she felt Ben's fingers reaching below her pubic hair. She cried out at the touch of his fingertips slowly spreading her lips.

He slid down between her legs and licked her gently all along her opening. Her skin was so achingly soft, but her lower lips had the softest skin of all, and he groaned in pleasure at the feel of it against his face and tongue. The feel of his Julia.

Julia moaned at the vibrations coming from his throat, reverberating on her clitoris, and her body jerked instinctively. She reached for Ben and pulled at him to turn around until at last his beautiful hard cock hung before her mouth. After rubbing his velvety skin along her cheek she encircled the delicious tip with her tongue. Then, at last, she drew his heated, glorious length slowly into her mouth. 

They moaned at the sensations of simultaneously pleasuring and being pleasured, their muffled groans buzzing against each other's body, heightening the stimulation. Julia felt Ben's cock swell then jerk with the power of his orgasm and, swallowing his seed, she slid him from her mouth so she could cry out unobstructed. She writhed under the power of Ben's tongue raking her clitoris and her orgasm exploded in his mouth.

Ben turned around and moved back up her body so that he could wrap his arms around the woman he loved. Julia settled in comfortably in the crook under his arm. "Ben, do you think we can raise a child out in the bush?" she asked, stroking his chest hair with her fingertips.

His chest grew hot. He was so relieved that she wanted to be with him he never even considered she might want to stay at the cabin.

"Well, I know people do. Another seven miles south of us there's a couple with two daughters. But I can't imagine it's easy," he added honestly. "You know yourself how tough it can be off the grid for two adults, never mind with a child."

"So you don't think it'd be a good idea," she concluded.

"I...I didn't say that. But as much as I love my home and my life, I love you more. Your happiness and safety comes first." Ben paused. "Is that...is that what you want?" he asked cautiously. "Where do you want to raise our baby?"

"Well, I'm not completely sure yet, and I don't want make a quick decision, but if we could manage to stay at the cabin..." Julia wasn't sure whether what she was considering was incredibly brave or incredibly stupid.

"We still have time," Ben assured her, kissing her lips softly. "Let's explore our options and take it one day at a time."

They kissed for a long time, the back of his hand stroking her cheek while she ran her fingers through the dark curls framing his face. Then, staring into his luminous eyes, she parted her legs and placed his stiffened cock at the opening between her lips. "Please, Ben, I need you inside me," she said softly.

Julia moaned long and deep from her belly as she felt him slide slowly into her then settle his weight on her body. Ben moved his fingers to her growing clitoris and rolled it lightly between his fingertips, eliciting a gasp as he began to pump.

"Julia, I love you," he whispered, burying his face into her neck.

"I love you too, Ben," she replied, soon overtaken by sweet ecstasy.