3 comments/ 79483 views/ 1 favorites My Camping Trip By: RazorTalon1984 Today is Wednesday, June 11, 2003. The time is 3:33 am. And I am sitting in my tent with my laptop looking at the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. Tonight was a wonderful night. I was up late from cleaning my house when my best friend Jon knocked on my front door, then walked in. “Patty are you home? Ready to go camping tonight?” Oops shit I forgot. “Yea I’m home. Just let me get some things together. I totally forgot we were going camping tonight.” I yelled while cleaning up and changing. Five minutes later I was ready to go and the cars were loaded with everything we’d need. And off we went. We got to the campgrounds a little after 6, paid for a week. Then went to lot 88 to pitch the tent and get everything together. After an hour of unloading the two cars and getting everything set up we were tired. But still had to start a fire in the grill. So while Jon set up the grill I went up to the shower house to change clothes and use the bathroom. By the time I had changed and got back to the site Jon had the food cooked and on the picnic table. He was just pouring me a glass of peach Schnapps when I sat down. “Hey hun, this looks really good. Thank you for making it.” I said then waited for him to sit before I started to eat. After we ate and I drank two bottles of Schnapps I was ready to cuddle by the fire and go to sleep. So we sat down and watched the fire crackle for a while before it was time to put it out. By around 10 p.m. The fire was out and we were in our tent playing the radio. We were listening to November Rain and with the music and candle light the setting was beautiful. Even tho’ the setting was some sleeping bags 2 book bags, a thing of lit candles, a radio, and some pillows and blankets it was magnificent. Jon and I got into a play fight because he just was not tired and absolutely refused to lie down and go to sleep, where as I was extremely tired from the Schnapps I had to drink. So sometime during our play fight I went from being cuddled next to Jon to lying on top of Jon looking at him while laughing and realized just how much he’s changed since we met. I just sat there staring at him in total confusion as to how I didn’t realize before how handsome he is. I didn’t realize how hard I was staring until I realized that I was kissing him. I jerked up and stood up quickly while apologizing to him before I realized he was laughing. Then he stood up and grabbed hold of me in a hug. And then apologized for laughing at me. “Hun I’m sorry it’s just funny that you’d be so shocked by a kiss that you had started. By the way what made you kiss me?” Oh shit I can’t believe I did that and here he is asking me why I did it. “I…I…I rea… really d… d… don’t know why. I, I, I, I was just caught up in the moment, what with the music and, and, and the candlelight it, it was all just to perfect. And I uh well I just wanted to see how you’d taste.” I kept stuttering profusely as I tried to explain to Jon and myself also why I kissed him. Damn my nervousness. But I couldn’t help it. Normally it’s just a peck but this time it was a full-blown kiss and oh how I enjoyed it. He tasted like cinnamon and something I just can’t place a name to. As I stood there I realized that he was still staring at me but was confused as to why. “Dear why are you still staring at me?” I asked as I cocked my head to the left side like a bird would. He just laughed a bit and continued to stare. So I Looked down to see if I had got food on my shirt or something. So when I looked down imagine my surprise to see my shirt was completely unbuttoned. I turned red with embarrassment and quickly buttoned my shirt up right before I grabbed my pillow and moved to the other side of the tent. Which is a good-sized tent it can fit up to 8 people in it comfortably. So while Jon stayed on his side of the tent laughing at me I laid with my back to him on my side. So I didn’t feel Jon get up and walk over to lay with me till he had his arms wrapped around my waist, and had started kissing my neck. Now let me tell you THAT sent chills down my spine, because that is the one of the quickest ways to get me in the mood. I tried to move away cause I was still mad at him for staring and laughing at me, but he just held me tighter. I started to roll to look at him but he pulled me closer and started to suck on my neck. Soon I felt his lips travel to the back of my neck and then down my back, as I shivered. I knew what was happening but I didn’t know weather to enjoy it or be scared. So while I was lost in thought I didn’t realize that he now was laying me on my back and kissing my throat and chest. I looked at him started as he removed my shirt and then my bra. I was stunned for a minute, but the feel of his mouth on my nipple had my full attention. By then I was to bothered to care that I didn’t really want our first time to be this way. He started to play with the nipple on my other breast as he nipped at the right one. I yelped and bucked a little from the feel of teeth on my nipple. Before he pushed me back down and started to french kiss me. I couldn’t contain myself anymore and went with the flow. I started to pull his shirt off while he continued to kiss me, breaking the kiss long enough to pull his shirt over his head. When I got it off him I stared amazed at how good he looked. He had a slight tan and even a bit of muscles. I never imagined him shirtless before. Because we’d go swimming at his house a lot. But there was usually alcohol or night involved so I never really noticed how he was built. But damn I’m glad I can see now. I decided to switch the role and see how he tasted but when I tried to roll him over he placed one hand on each side of my head and told me to stay still. He sounded a little angry almost hateful when he said it. And that scared me because he never talks like that to me. So I obeyed and lay perfectly still and quiet aside from a few whimpers and shivers of pleasure. Soon my whimpers became moans as he did things no one has ever done before. Then he went to remove my boxers and underwear but I jerked up into a sitting position and told him no. ”Come on Jon Please. Don’t I, I don’t want to go that far not just yet. Please Jon. No! JON NO!” I shouted as he grabbed my boxers and pull them and my underwear off at the same instant. I crossed my legs so he couldn’t do anything but he grew madder and backhanded me quite hard. He hit me hard enough to make me fall back and hit my head off the radio. I felt blood rolling down my face as I tried to sit up. I could see him pull of his jeans and boxers right before everything grew blurry. I couldn’t quite see but I felt him grab my ankles and drag me back to the sleeping bags and then tie my hands above my head to the tie for the tent window. Then he pulled my legs apart and separated my lips with one finger as he thumbed my clit. These were strange and new sensations to me. So I was both frightened and horny at the same time. Soon I felt him place a candle I’m assuming at the hole to my ass, then take it away, saying he wanted to feel me first to take that away himself not with a candle. I was now extremely frightened I’m still a virgin at 19 even tho’ I’ve gave a hand job or two. And I refused to do oral to my previous boyfriend. So I’m very terrified now. I can’t help but think please God make him stop. But at the same time I wanted him to continue. Soon he was done fingering me and then he pulled my legs further apart and I felt him lay between them. I was nervous now. I’m not on the pill and I’m praying he at least is wearing a condom. My vision isn’t blurred as bad now and I can see that he isn’t wearing one. He looks up at me and smiles before he positions his dick right at the hole of my virginity. Just as he rams it in he frenchkisses me, trying to stop me from screaming. The pain is too much and I can feel the blood on my thighs. Then he starts to pump in and out slowly at first then faster and harder with each stroke. I feel like I’m being split in two all the way up. The pain shots into my belly as I feel the obscene urge to vomit from all the pain. Soon the pain is tolerable enough to start to enjoy what I’m experiencing. And I do enjoy it a bit. I just never thought my first time would be my best friend. But what scares me is he didn’t have any alcohol to drink. And he’s acting differently then he usually does. I feel a strange sensation and realize I’m about to have my first orgasm. Jon pounds in one more time as hard as he can, hitting my cervix and we both cum at the same time. I yell from the feeling of hot cum pouring into my womb and can’t catch my breath. When I can finally breathe Jon is looking at me smiling evilly and starts to kiss me again. I start to cry thinking of the fact we had no protection. When I realize he’s turning me over. He pulls me up onto my knees, and then I feel his hard dick at the entrance to my ass. I shake my head and beg him not to take that virginity to but he just smacks my ass real hard and rams it in as hard as he can. He continues to rape my ass harshly till I feel as tho’ I might pass out. Before he shots a load of cum in my ass. The feel of it making me even more nauseous then I was before. He pulls out and I think he’s finally done, he’s taken all of my virginity, but I forgot I’ve never done oral. He cleans his rod off then flips me over and grabs me by my hair, tugging it harshly. As I scream he shoves his 7 ½ in long dick in my mouth and pushes it as far as he can. Feel him hit the back of my throat and goes a way down it to. He starts to violently rape my mouth as I desperately try to breathe. He cums within minutes and I feel it shooting down my throat. Thankful that I don’t have to taste it I moan a bit. He then pulls out and lays me back he kisses me before shoving his dick in my torn cunt again and then he gabs a long candle and shoves it into my ass. I cry from the pain of something being in both holes and continue to sob silently as he rapes me with a candle and fucks my cunt. When he’s finally done shooting his load yet again he gets up and cleans up then gets dressed and unties me. I grab my clothes throw them on and my clogs and run out the tent to the shower house to shower and try to scrub the feel of how he grabbed me off my skin. When I’m done showering I don’t feel any better. I start to head to my friends campsite but decide to just go back to mine. Why I don’t know but I did. When I got to the tent Jon had it straightened up to where you can’t even tell he just raped me. I just sit down holding my pillow over my face to hide the massive bruises he left and cry for hours. I never heard Jon walk over to me, never felt him hug me or heard him ask what was wrong. But I did fell the anger and pain in his voice when he asked who did this to me. He didn’t even remember hitting or raping me. As I told him that he did it he looked sad and ashamed. I also informed him I’m not on the pill and he didn’t wear a condom. He sat there staring into space then apologized profusely and held me in his lap crying and rocking me until I fell asleep. I awoke some time later to feel his arms around my waist and him kissing my neck again. I rolled over and looked at him with a small smile. He kissed me and then yelped as he saw the two large bruises on my face and gash above my left eye. “Patty what happened to you. How’d this happen?” He asked as he went to touch the gash. My slight wince stopped him. “Hun don’t you remember? You did this to me just a few minutes ago.” I asked. When he gave me a sad look I asked him what. “Patty It’s only 10:15. You’ve been asleep for 10 minutes. And I was at the shower house I couldn’t have done that.” I looked at him then started to cry. I told him all the details yet again. And he said it must have been a dream, he’d NEVER hit me. Soon I started to feel a bit horny again and decided to just go for it. I pushed him down and frenchkissed him then removed his boxers and t-shirt. Boy was I glad to see he only had on those two items. I then removed my clothing and threw it aside with his. Then proceeded to climb onto his hard erection. I didn’t place it in me though. I wanted to tease him for as long as I could. I then decided to do the one thing I think is nasty. I went and grabbed his rod and put the whole 7 ½ inches in my mouth. I started to suck and lick it as hard as I could until he came in my mouth, at first I gaged but then I realized it doesn’t taste as bad as I though it would. I then started my way up his body kissing and licking the most sensitive areas. When I reached his neck I grabbed his shaft and held it in an upright position then I lowered myself down on him. I nearly jumped when I felt the familiar pain of my virginity in place. I was officially shaken by that fact. Upon hearing my yell Jon asked me if I really wanted to do this. And that was it the way he looked made me decide to do it and not look back. I quickly rammed all the rammed onto his shaft taken it all the way to the balls and cried as the pain shook my body. I started to slowly ride him then got faster as I felt an orgasm coming on. I realized he was close to when he took hold of my hips and tensed. We both came together and that’s when I knew that he’d forever be mine and I’d be his always. I nearly passed out from the feeling of him coming in my womb. But I stayed awake to enjoy the feel of Love, warmth and safety I was receiving from him. I leaned over and kissed him. Then grinned as I realized that we had no protection. I fell sleep on top of him, with him still in me and as I slept I felt Jon’s presence and then on a higher level I felt the presence of a child. Our child. We had created a life. And I was proud to be able to say that I was in love with the man lying with me. I am proud to say that I am the mother of his child. Eventually I started to show and was starting to get really big by the 4th month. When I went into labor on Valentines Day a full month early I was frightened. But as I gave birth and heard the healthy screams of my baby I was content. But I soon passed out after he was born. I awoke later to find out I had quadruplets a girl and three boys. Our firstborn boy we named after Jon. Our daughter was second and we named her Aurora Layne, and our second son we named Robert V’allen after my father and our third Richard Allen after his father. We have had the best time since. We were married on Halloween and are once again out here camping. Jon has never abused me. And today is now June 11 2004 a full year after this all started. We are once again camping but this time we have our babies to. And we have never been happier in our entire lives. A little nightmare did wonders for us. It made us realize our true feelings. And gave us four very beautiful babies. I can finally say I’ve accomplished what I was sent to Earth to do. My Camping Trip I go bow hunting every year, not that I kill an animal each time but it's my time to get away from the modern world. Prior to my hunts in September, I make a few "scouting" trips to see what signs I can find of the elk and deer. In Oregon you can hunt both at the same time with bow and arrow. This past year there was one scouting trip that I'll never forget. It was in the latter part of July. I normally scout at least once a month between June and the end of August just to get an idea where the animals are and their routines. They don't always maintain their routines but it gives me an idea where to look for them. I don't go out in the woods unarmed at anytime. At least one cougar that I know of during my hunts has stalked me and it's a sobering feeling knowing you could be someone's lunch. I take a handgun during archery season, mostly for two-legged predators who like to claim the elk you just arrowed are theirs. I pack a rifle during my scouting trips in case I see a one of those sneaky cats. The trip was at the end of a very hot July; I'd come out on a Thursday evening and set up my camp. I have a four-man tent I like to use; it gives me plenty of room to keep all my belongings inside and out of view of "tweakers". They like to steal camping stuff and sell it for drug money and I like to do my part to keep them away from drugs. I don't always camp in formal campgrounds and being inconspicuous while treading lightly is part of my philosophy. When I finally got to the area I wanted to look over; I hadn't noticed anyone one around and began to set up camp. After unpacking and putting my food away securely, I went for an evening hike. I got a few nice pictures of the sunset over the western hills on my digital camera. When I returned to camp, I saw another tent pitched not too far away. I didn't think too much of it but wondered why someone, with hundreds of thousands acres of forest to camp in they would camp near me. Since this was a trailhead, I figured they must be hikers so I let it go at that. I put my rifle and pistol away and started making dinner, looking over at the other camp from time to time just to see if I could catch a glimpse of my neighbor. Finally, around dusk, I heard voices, and from the timber, I saw two "granola crunching" young women emerge. Don't get me wrong, I am pretty open minded, even though I vote as an independent and support the second amendment. I just think some folks go to extremes to promote their causes; these two girls/young women could have been recruiting posters for ELF (Earth Liberation Front). They wore their hair braided in ponytails, cut-off denim jeans and plaid shirts over their tees, hiking boots and walking sticks. From what I could see they were both nice looking and in good shape. I just hoped they weren't here carrying a grudge against hunters. I didn't want to appear to be staring so I went back to making my dinner. I heard them talking, and just minded my own business, knowing my firearms were put away just to avoid a confrontation if they decided to visit. I started my dinner of barbequed steak and baked beans; I got out my maps, GPS and a beer. I tried to figure out where a good place to scout this area in the morning. I'd heard some good stories from other hunters that this was an ideal for elk. I get up before dawn and generally don't come back to camp before dinner because I like to make good use of my time. Moreover, hiking around at six thousand feet helps keep me in shape just as much as hitting the gym. I noticed a few draws and possible watering holes that might have tracks I could follow. Since it had been so hot, I figured the animals would venture down and have a drink between feedings and then going back to a bedding area. I marked those prospects on my map and kept an eye on my steak. I could hear the girls giggling and laughing as they got out their tiny backpack stoves and fixed their own dinner. I assumed they had some freeze-dried stuff and were trying it out before they went on a big trip. I like to do that when I go on these types of trips, just so when I do need the food it's not something I wouldn't enjoy eating. Freeze dried food doesn't have the best flavor, so I normally carry a bottle or two of Tabasco just for that reason. However, this wasn't a serious pre-backpack trip so I brought fresh food and plenty of it. I could barely hear the girls as they sampled their cuisine, laughing and gagging as they each took turns trying their meals. I felt somewhat sorry for them. You really need a good meal at least once a day up here to keep your energy level up. It didn't sound like they were enjoying their menu selections. My steak was finally ready, I placed it on my plate and dumped the warmed up beans next to it. I had brought a salad and a few tiny bottles of salad dressing and tossed that in a bowl. I looked at my table and thought, not too bad for a single guy out in the middle of no-where. I try to keep my camping meals simple yet filling when I'm hunting. I really don't like coming back to camp after hiking all day and trying to cook something lavish when I'm tired and it's dark. I continued looking over my maps as I ate, making notes and planning a route. After finishing my meal and cleaning up, I made and packed my lunch for the next day. Opening another beer, I sat and enjoyed the solitude, until the sunset around ten o'clock. Well, not total solitude the exception being my neighbors giggling and laughing. I normally don't stay up too late and with no one to talk to and an early wake up; I decided my sleeping bag was a good place to be. I brought my inflatable double bed and laid the bag out on it. I luckily had set the entrance of my tent so the girls couldn't see me without actually coming over. Lying there in my bag, I could hear them talking to each other but not able to make out what they were saying. As I lay gazing out the front entry at the stars, I thought of the few times my wife had joined me on these trips. I missed her; she would stay in camp and read as I hiked among trees. I had a feeling that she was probably looking down at me and reading my thoughts. I sighed deeply and began counting the brightest stars and trying to make out the different constellations as I began to fall asleep. As I drifted off, I could have sworn the giggles turned into some other sound, almost like moans. I just smiled to myself and hoped the girls enjoyed their evening. ******************************************** I awoke before dawn the next morning thanks to my trusty wind-up alarm clock, dressed in my camo clothes then grabbed a quick bite for breakfast and put my daypack on. The girls were sound asleep I figured, since I didn't hear anything and it was still dark over there. Grabbing my rifle and holstering my pistol, I headed out to look around the areas I had marked the night before. Bow hunting teaches one patience and stealth if you want to kill anything. I crept out of camp trying not to make a sound and I'm quite sure the girls didn't hear a thing. I flicked on the tiny LED light I had attached to my ball cap and made my way down the trail, silently walking and taking in the clean crisp air. The feeling of being out here alone (almost) with my thoughts made me smile. I hiked a couple miles before turning off my headlamp. The sun had climbed high enough through the fir trees that I didn't need it anymore. I could see the trail clearly and continued my slow pace taking in the various contours of the terrain. Even though I take maps and a GPS, I like to remember landmarks to help in navigation. I hiked most of the morning, checking for deer and elk sign on the trail and among the trees. I'd pause every so often and hide among the smaller trees to see if any animals were around. Generally, they see you before you see them; pausing and hiding under trees and shrubs with camouflaged clothes on helps you remain unseen. I had brought my 35mm film camera with me and was hoping to get some nice shots of the large animals in the area. I hadn't seen any this morning and hoped I could use it later that day. Most of the activity occurs just after dawn or just before sunset. It's those times that the lighting seems to be better too. By noon, I had hiked to the farthest extent of the areas I wanted to see. Not having seen any fresh sigh or heard any animals I sat down on some rim rocks above a nice pool of water and ate lunch. The sun felt so nice beating down on me as I opened my pack and got out my trail mix. I set my camera off to the side and leaned back against my pack letting the sun warm my face as I ate. It felt so nice just sitting there alone, feeling like I was the only one at the top of the world. I took my time eating, savoring each moment and the solitude. From time to time, I'd have a bird swoop close over me or a chipmunk run up to me, discovering I was a living and breathing thing. They are cute but noisy little things that like to sound an alarm when an intruder is near. I finished my lunch and closed my eyes for a quick nap. Scouting is something that doesn't need to be rushed. I dozed off under the noonday sun, perhaps for twenty minutes or so. I returned to consciousness by the faint sound of splashing in the water below me. Looking down from my perch among the rocks I slowly brought my camera to bear on the pond below. Glancing across it, I saw ripples spreading out across the murky water. I was hoping to see a large bull elk wallowing and kicking it up. Scanning further across the surface, past some tall fir trees that at first hindered my view of the source of the ripples, I spied the area of the origin of the waves. Now fully awake, focused my camera's telephoto lens and heard the faint sounds of female laughter. My neighbors had found the pond and had decided to take a dip. They were skinny dipping in the cool and murky waters. Watching them for a bit through the lens I noticed that they were actually nice looking and quite cute. Neither one had a tan line; they both did have lovely long dark hair down to their mid-backs. Perky full breasts and a hint of hair where I would have assumed she should have been bushy. One of them had what looked like a butterfly or fairy tattooed on her lower back. My telephoto is good but not that good. I watched as they would splash and play for a bit, as one would dive under and surface next to her friend the other would take her turn and do the same thing. They each would surface and quickly kiss the other, teasingly. Personally, I wouldn't have dove under the water but they didn't seen to mind. They obviously didn't mind either when as part of the game one friend surfaced and planted a big wet sloppy kiss on the waiting girl's lips. They did that a few times teasing each other then finally one of them surfaced and took the other in her arms kissing her deeply. They stood there for quite some time kissing and fondling each other, completely unaware of my prying eyes. They continued kissing until the girl who has risen up out of the water slipped her hand between the others legs and began massaging her. As she did, the other girl arched her head back delighting in her lover's touch. After a few minutes of exploring they kissed deeply again and slowly waded ashore and laid down on a blanket. I'm not a voyeur but they did look rather erotic curled up together on the blanket. I watched for a bit more, becoming slightly aroused doing so. I decided that sitting there watching them go at it wasn't quite right so I quietly put my things back in my pack and slipped off my perch, hoping I remained out of view. Staying and watching in my present state of concealment was possible but I didn't know what kind of reaction I would get if caught. My wife was probably smiling at me from above as I crept away since I was doing the right thing by leaving them alone. I still didn't need to be talked to by the local county mountie about perving over two naked girls in the woods should they discover me and not like being ogled. I finished off my hike that afternoon, exploring the areas on my map. I did manage to sneak up on a couple of large mule deer bucks that were feeding and got a picture of a nice 6 x 6 bull elk. I noted this sighting and the bucks on my map along with a waypoint on my GPS. I sauntered back to camp in the early part of the evening. Altogether, it had been a good day, photography wise and hunting wise. The girls were had already returned to their camp and were sitting around laughing and sipping drinks. I put my things away; hiding my rifle in the tent, I kept the pistol on my belt and laid my maps and notes on my table. Walking over to my cooler I grabbed a beer and began studying where I had been and noted what I'd seen. The cold beer tasted good as it went down. I couldn't help but picture the girls in my mind again. They weren't models, but they both had very lovely bodies. I hadn't actually been celibate since my wife's death but; two young forest nymphs would make any man yearn to "get back to nature". I finished my beer and wandered off away from camp to relieve myself, making sure I was far enough away to avoid detection. When I returned I plopped down in my lounge chair and opened up a book I'd brought along to read. My daughter had given it to me for Christmas. It wasn't a self-help book, but one of various collected stories on different people and how they coped with the various situations with their families. I found it very interesting and related to a couple of the situations. My daughter thinks she needs to take over some of the duties of my late wife. Mostly keeping me from forgetting her mother and making sure, I eat right. As I was finishing a chapter, I noticed out of the corner of my eye one of the girls approaching. I put down my book and stood up to greet her. "Hi, I'm Sandy", she smiled. I smiled back, "Hello, I'm John nice to meet you." I offered my hand and she gently shook it. I looked her over; even with clothes on, she looked nice. She had been the one standing when her friend popped up out of the water; coaxing her back to the blanket. If I were thirty years younger, I'd be tempted to ask her and her friend out on the town. Since I am in my fifties and with them together, they would probably refuse the offer. "Do you always wear guns when you camp?" as she pointed to my pistol. "Well, Sandy I hunt these woods and have been stalked before by cougars. It's better to be prepared than to become a kitty snack especially when you're alone. Since cell phones are useless out here I figure it's either him or me I'd prefer it to be him or her" "Oh, ok but cougars are so cute" she smiled. "I know, and I'd never shoot one unless I felt my life was in danger, they are very quiet and can surprise you", I replied non-chalantly. With that, she began to look a bit worried, "You're serious aren't you". "Yes, I am. You never know when one is watching and they like to hang out up in the tree limbs so they can pounce on an unsuspecting deer or elk. I've stumbled upon a few kills in my time. They like to cover them up to hide them from coyotes." She shivered a bit when she heard that and looked back at her friend who was pouring another glass of something to drink. "Well, we were just wondering if you were out here hunting or what. Cherise, my friend and I, were figuring you were since you had all your camo clothing on." "I'm just scouting for later on when hunting season comes around. I hunt with a recurve bow and you have to get close. About twenty yards away from an animal to get a good clean shot at it. At least I do, I like to be sure of my shots. I don't like wounding animals it's not fair to them", I was trying to be polite and waited for the anti-hunting tirade to begin. "Plus, I'm trying to get some good pictures of them; I enjoy photographing them as well". She just smiled and asked, "What kinds of camera do have?" "I have two, both Nikons; One film camera an N-80 and the other a digital D-50. I'm new to them so I'm learning as I go. I used to use a Minolta that I got in Hong Kong back in 1976". As we talked, Cherise walked over holding her cup and one for Sandy. She smiled as she sipped from hers. She handed Sandy her cup, then slipped her arm around her waist. I took this to mean that Sandy was hers and for me to keep my paws off. She looked at me and I could tell she was staking her claim. I thought both young women were nice looking from what I had seen so far but Cherise had the most amazing green eyes. They made a cute couple standing there sipping their plastic cups, Cherise's arm around Sandy's tiny waist. "John, this is Cherise, Cherise, John" "Nice to meet you Cherise, we were just discussing wildlife photography." I casually mentioned. "Oh cool, we're here just to get away for the weekend, do some sight seeing and relax." Cherise said. She looked at the pistol in my holster and figuring Sandy wasn't scared of it she wouldn't be either. "This place is perfect for that. I was kind of surprised you two camped so close to me, with the whole forest available." I stated. "Well there is a really nice pond about two miles down the trail and this is the trailhead," Sandy stated. "I figured the trailhead was the reason." I confirmed. I went to my cooler and got a beer. I drink very little and my micro brews are for flavor, not to get a cheap buzz. I offered them one but they declined politely. I noticed Sandy's nipples begin to grow as Cherise's hand began to massage her lower back. If I had to guess, Sandy was new to same sex relationships. She did seem to enjoy Cherise's attention yet, was embarrassed by her the public affection. I didn't dwell on it or stare. "Did you guys have a nice hike today?" I questioned hoping my grin wasn't too obvious. "Yes, we went down to the pond just after lunch and had a nice swim." Cherise smiled as she pulled Sandy a bit closer and looked into her eyes. Sandy blushed and nodded, "It was very refreshing" As we stood there talking a pack of coyotes began their locating calls. The girls looked a bit worried as the coyotes let out different yips and yelps trying to locate each other for the evening hunt. I grinned knowing that those "song dogs" wouldn't come close to us as long as they could scent us. "Don't worry about them, they're looking for each other they won't bother us here in camp" I told the girls trying to ease their fears. They both nodded and took long sips from their cups. Cherise spoke first and took me by surprise when she asked what I was doing for dinner. I told her I had chicken I had marinated and was just going to barbeque it tonight, along with some garlic squash and French bread. Both their eyes lit up as Sandy confessed, "We just brought a bunch of dehydrated stuff and wine coolers." "Well, I always bring more than I can eat; you're welcome to combine your stuff with mine". I offered. They both smiled and chimed in together, "If you're sure." We all laughed at that and I told them I was. They looked so cute giggling together, the thoughts of them wrapped together earlier in the day flashed through my mind. I could almost picture myself between the two of them. I know I would be spent but it would be fun for me, and hopefully them too. However, that was just a thought. I'd never make a move on either of them after seeing how Cherise was so protective. Besides why have a fifty-one year old man when you can have a twenty-year-old sweet thing? They ran to get their food and we prepared dinner together. Cherise was an animal behaviorist and Sandy was an artist. They had met when Cherise had taken her cats over to Sandy's to have portraits made. I have a dog and he's a great dog and I take many of pictures with him in them, but too actually pay someone to paint his portrait is a bit more than I can fathom. My Camping Trip The girls were great at helping with dinner; we combined a few of their freeze-dried things with my "real" food and had enough for the three of us. They continued drinking and since I get up early, I stopped after my second beer. I could tell they were having fun, there seemed to be quite a bit of touching and giggling going on while we cooked. I just grinned and kept my hands to myself. I told them about my world and they seemed not to mind that I hunted with bow and arrow. They were at first reluctant to talk about that but I explained the odds of getting close enough to make a good shot were extremely high they relaxed. Of course letting them know I consume what I kill made it a bit more ethical. After dinner, we cleaned what real dishes we had and started a campfire. They continued telling me of their lives and I mentioned my late wife and the battle with both endured until she finally pasted away. They seemed genuinely sad at my story and hugged me after I told it. If I didn't know any better I'd have sworn, Cherise hugged me just a bit longer than Sandy, which I thought odd due to her attitude when we first met. Maybe the wine coolers affected her in combination with my story. After the sun went down about, nine-thirty we said, our good-byes and the girls went back to their camp. I could hear giggling as they walked back guided by a tiny flashlight they shared. I think Cherise stumbled at one point because of the cry of pain not too far away from my camp. I guess walking in the dark when you've been drinking isn't a great idea. I set out my air mattress and sleeping bag and did my normal pre-bed routine. I could have sworn they were enjoying each other because of the sounds I heard intermittently in the wind. I settled into my sleeping bag and dozed out, eager to explore some new areas in the morning. I think it must have been a few hours before dawn when I heard both the girls scream loudly. I jumping from my bag I grabbed my rifle from under my cot and shouted out to them. I slipped my boots over my feet, scooped up a flashlight, and walked briskly towards their tent. I called out to them and I drew closer. They didn't respond right away and I could hear sobbing as I approached. Sandy finally called out to me. I stood not too far from their tent while she told me the story. Apparently, they had been suddenly awoken by a strange sound just outside their tent. They had joked to each other that it was me trying to sneak a peek. When I didn't answer and they heard a deep growl they panicked and screamed. I told them that they probably scared off whatever it was and I looked around. I discovered a set of paw prints that were quite large. It seems a cougar had decided it smelled something edible and decided to check it out. I reassured the girls that they were safe and the cat was probably in the next county due to their screams. They managed a slight sigh of relief and thanked me for coming to see what was going on. I also discovered a ripped open ice chest. The girls admitted to having some boneless chicken breasts in it, which had probably attracted the cat. Since the cat had cleaned it out, I put things back together as best I could and told the girls goodnight. As I began to walk away, I heard a bit of whispering and the zipper to the tent. I continued to leave when I heard Cherise call to me. I turned back around and shined the light in her general directing not wanting to blind her. Sandy stood by her side; they were both standing there in flip-flops and their panties. They looked extremely delicious in the faint glow of my light. "John" Cherise spoke again, "We just wanted to say thanks again" I swallowed hard not wanting to sound too surprised at their dress, "You're welcome ladies, just be more careful next time with your ice chest". "We will", Sandy, replied. I wasn't exactly sure what they were doing. They could have said their good-byes from inside the tent. Maybe they thought showing me how cute they looked would be my reward for rescuing them. I just told them good night and turned to leave. Sandy asked me if I was going to be around later that day and I said I was. I wasn't planning to leave until Monday. They both told me good night again and that they would see me later on. I walked back to my camp and settled back into my cot until my alarm went off at what seemed like a couple of minutes later. **************************** My day scouting wasn't as scenic as the previous day. I went in a different direction and discovered a coupled of bedding areas for a group of elk that had a huge bull in it. I marked it on my GPS and continued looking through the rest of the day. When I returned to camp Sandy and Cherise were over in theirs. I waved and smiled at them and received the same back. After putting my rifle and pack away, I sat down and relaxed with my micro brew. It had been a good day, finding that bedding area would give me an edge when bow season opened in September. As I sat there thinking about my good fortune, my lovely young neighbors approached with arms full of goodies. Apparently, they hadn't gone out hiking that day and had gone to town instead. Sandy held three bottles of wine and Cherise had what looked to be three filet mignons. My eyes widened at the presents they came bearing. They noticed my ear-to-ear grin and smiled right back at me. What surprised me most thinking back was that I hadn't actually noticed what they were wearing, or not wearing. They had both put on some "Daisy Dukes", snug t-shirts, and flip-flops. I could see bare firm breasts jiggling as they walked towards me with our dinner. I don't remember if my smile was actually for the food or the idea of their breasts under those tops. 'We wanted to thank you properly for being such a good neighbor last night John", Cherise smiled as she showed off the main course." "Yea, you could have just let us freak out but you were a real gentleman." Sandy added. "Ladies, you are too sweet; I just did what anyone else would have done." I must have blushed a bit saying that because I got a big awww in unison from them. They sat the steaks down and Sandy opened the first bottle. I found three plastic glasses and she poured us each a bit. Cherise offered the toast, "To good neighbors who come to your rescue" We raised our cups and smiled as we all drank. I finished mine and got the barbeque fired up for the filets. They had bought a salad and we had fresh corn on the cob to go with them. We talked about wild creatures while getting the food together and cooked. The girls opened the second bottle of wine just as the steaks were cooked. Needless, to say we were in a very good mood by the time dinner was ready. We ate and laughed as we shared stories of our experiences. I think Cherise was a bit tipsier than Sandy. Her hand would disappear under the table every now and Sandy's face would become a bit flush with color. I can only imagine what might have been going on. We finished our meal and the girls insisted on doing what remained of the dishes. We tossed our paper plates on the fire and only had the utensils and pots to clean. I sat back and watched as they cleaned it all up, teasing each other the whole time about who was the better dishwasher and cook. It's funny to listen to people when they have had a just a bit too much to drink and they lose their inhibitions. The girls teased each other constantly, flicking water back and forth, as they washed and rinsed. After setting them to dry, they grabbed the remaining wine and poured themselves the rest of the bottle. We sat and talked more about our lives and I discovered that neither of them had been a true lesbian from birth. They had each kissed girls in high school when they were younger and hadn't found the experience immoral or unpleasant. I smiled and commented that I agreed; kissing girls was one of my favorite things to do in high school too. They got a bit of a laugh from that but I think it was the alcohol talking. We continued talking until the third bottle of wine was gone and I had trouble keeping my eyes open. They bid me a sweet goodnight and kissed me on the cheek; thanking me once more for coming to their rescue. I smiled and reassured them anyone else would have done the same. They just giggled and thanked me more as they walked in a very crooked path back to their tent. I hoped they didn't have hangovers in the morning. I made my bed rather hastily and climbed on top of my air mattress outside the tent. It was a very warm night and a sleeping bag made little sense. Having split part of the three bottles of wine with the girls, I had no trouble falling asleep. The warm night air and the soft sound of the wind in the trees combined with the alcohol to put me quickly into dreamland. I remember dreaming of my two beautiful neighbors and their skimpy outfits when out of this deep sleep I was slowly disturbed sometime before dawn. Luckily, looking back I had left my gun inside the tent otherwise I may have reached for it and ruined what turned out to be the most spectacular night I had ever spent out in the woods. The girls had regained a bit of sobriety and decided that they owed me more than dinner. At first, I thought some insect or some other woodland creature was either crawling on or licking my face. It was strange because both sides of my face had this sensation. I slowly opened my eyes, trying not to frighten whatever it was and discovered two forest nymphs. Still half asleep, I thought they were nymphs until I recognized Sandy and Cherise in the moonlight. They had each stripped down to nothing and were smiling at me as they softly planted angel kisses on my cheeks. I started to question what they were doing as Sandy moved over me her thighs warm and soft against my chest. She slowly leaned in and softly pressed my lips shut with a kiss, her tongue hurriedly began to explore my mouth as Cherise; in the softest, most melodic voice I had heard told me to lay there and enjoy what was about to happen. Cherise then slipped her hand under my tee shirt and down the waistband of my shorts. Her soft touch felt wonderful as Sandy kissed me deeper and grabbed the bottom of my tee shirt through her legs. She raised herself up as she kissed me inching the shirt over my chest until finally it was around my neck. I managed to lift my hands up over my head and she pulled my shirt off and tossed it into my tent. Her lips tasted like sweet cherries freshly picked from a tree. I delighted in the softness of them in addition to her passion, which was just beginning boil. I lowered my arms and placed my hands between her thighs feeling her warm smooth skin under my palms; I grinned and accepted my fate. She broke our kiss and smiled down at me her hair dangling around her head. Her firm breasts stood out like beacons as she leaned back down and began kissing me once again; draping me in her soft locks. Meanwhile, my hands slowly worked their way further up her inner thighs so that my thumbs could feel her mound. At least I assumed it was her mound since all I felt was bare skin. I began massaging and discovered her moist lips. Tenderly I let my thumbs work their way between them and noticed her kisses becoming more passionate as I did. The feel of her warm moist crotch on my chest and my thumbs in her sweet vagina heightened my desire for her. I would have been more than happy with either of them; but to have both wanting me this way was something I may never understand. I'm just eternally grateful that they did. I had almost forgotten about the lovely Cherise when she announced she had found what she was looking for, I almost laughed aloud through Sandy's mouth as Cherise exclaimed her discovery. "Oh my", she exclaimed with a bit of enthusiasm in her voice. "You're already solid as a rock". We all had to giggle with that comment; it had been sometime since my last intimate evening with a woman so my little friend hadn't been getting as much exercise, as he really wanted and it obviously showed as Cherise discovered. She proceeded to describe to Sandy how long and hard I was as she ran her long fingers up and down my little soldier who was definitely at attention. Sandy continued her exploring of my mouth and I continued massaging her increasingly wet pussy. I could see their silhouettes in the moonlight and as my eyes adjusted, I could make out their bodies. I had thought when I saw them at the pond that they were very lovely and earlier I had imagined them through what little they had worn, but actually feeling each of them with my hands and other parts of me, I knew they were divine. Sandy came up for air and commented to Cherise at how eager I was to reciprocate the pleasure they were showing me. She purred like a kitten when my fingers replaced my thumbs between her legs. Sandy began describing to Cherise how nice my fingers felt as I traced her sweet lips up and down. Slowly, I teased her every few strokes by slipping one inside and then back out. She approved by moaning louder and louder with each session. Cherise, after commenting on my swollen dick managed to grab the top of my shorts and slide them down my legs after raising my butt enough to help her get them off me. She then stood up and even though Sandy was trying her best to distract me, I saw up close that slim perfect form that I had only seen from a distance a few days before. She, well they both looked like goddesses to me because I felt I was in heaven. She maneuvered herself between my legs raised my penis to her lips and engulfed me. I nearly came right then which would have really messed things up. However, having some self-control I thought of anything I could unrelated to this particular moment. My darling wife had given up blowjobs within a year of our wedding. I continued to please her orally as often as she'd let me; unfortunately she denied me the same pleasure. I really missed that sensation and sound of sucking and licking. Now I heard it and my pride and joy swelled to new heights. Sandy, not wanting to miss what Cherise had discovered moved down from my face turning so that her sweet pussy was directly over my anxious mouth. She sighed a bit as my fingers reluctantly left her pussy. The girls took turns kissing each other and sucking me as I tried desperately to concentrate on Sandy's delicious labia. I was lost in a sea of female perfection as my tongue rounded Sandy's inner lips looking for her spot. Not being as adept as the girls were at finding the clit, I fumbled around for a few moments until I discovered Sandy's very special spot. My hands grasped her firm sweet ass completely and lovingly brought her down harder onto my face. My tongue slipped inside deeper and my hands spread her cheeks wide. I slowly used one thumb to brush her rose bud as I licked and sucked to my hearts content. Sandy seemed to be getting more pleasure than Cherise and I but I don't think anyone was keeping score. My poor straight white male tongue, which has had few chances to please a woman orally recently finally found its mark. Her reaction was one of joy as she celebrated my discovery by yelling out to her maker and then cupping Cherise's face, pressing her mouth to those sweet lips moments before were wrapped around my dick. Cherise enjoyed Sandy's passionate kiss and then went back down on me. She would then alternately swallow my penis and kiss Sandy as she moaned with shear delight. We continued doing this for sometime until Cherise realized that I was about to cum. She changed her position slipping my aching dick between her delicious thighs and inside her. She kissed Sandy deeply as she lowered herself onto me moaning and almost complaining about how big I was inside her. Personally, I think I'm about average but I wasn't going to argue that with her right then. I just laid back and enjoyed my situation. It was all I could do not to explode immediately feeling her soaking wet vagina on my shaft was almost too much to handle. I thought again of hunting, baseball and numerous other non-sexual things, which is difficult with one lovely young woman sliding up and down on your rod, and another has her delicious pussy in your face, I could only hold out so long. With Sandy's delicious nectar running down my cheeks and Cherise bobbing up and down my swollen dick I had to cum. It wasn't just any normal ejaculation; it was way over due. Cherise reacted as if something did actually blow up inside her. Her cries of fulfillment at what I had done in her made me as ecstatic as she was. I just wished we could have all climaxed at once, but that's a later story. Cherise came moments after I shot my wad with a bit of help from Sandy. Sandy managed to lean into Cherise and suckle her firm round breasts, once Cherise has stopped bobbing up and down on me. Sandy came just after Cherise while I was still semi-rigid and slowly leaving the friendly confines of Cherise's sweet pussy. The girls kissed each other deeply as I lay beneath them; my rock hard dick was slowly becoming a thing of the past. We slowly caught our collective breath as they slowly dismounted me and lay on either side to snuggle. I took turns kissing each of their cheeks and thanking them for such a delightful surprise. We fell asleep there holding each other until the sun rose and the chilly morning air became too much for our naked bodies. It was then they sleepily suggested we move the air mattress inside my tent and "warm up". What can I say; it was a unanimous vote and I know better than to argue when I'm out numbered. My Camping Trip Ch. 02 My Camping Trip Ch. 02: His Story Today is Wednesday, June 11, 2003. The time is 3:33 am. And I am sitting in my tent with my laptop looking at the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. Tonight was a wonderful night. I was just on my way to my best friend’s house. When I arrived I knocked on the front door, then walked in like I usually do. “Patty are you home? Ready to go camping tonight?” I laugh as I hear her complaints of being late before she replies, “Yea I’m home. Just let me get some things together. I totally forgot we were going camping tonight.” She yelled while running up the stairs to do whatever she needed to still do. Five minutes later she was ready to go and the cars were loaded with everything we’d need. And off we went. We got to the campgrounds a little after 6 and paid for a week. Then went to lot 88 to pitch the tent and get everything together. After an hour of unloading the two cars and getting everything set up we were tired. But still had to start a fire in the grill. So while I set up the grill Patty went up to the shower house to change clothes and use the bathroom. By the time she had changed and got back to the site I had the food cooked and on the picnic table. Just as I was pouring her a glass of peach Schnapps she came over and sat down. “Hey Hun, this looks really good. Thank you for making it.” She said then waited for me to sit before starting to eat. After we ate and she drank two bottles of Schnapps we were ready to cuddle by the fire and go to sleep. So we sat down and watched the fire crackle for a while before it was time to put it out. By around 10 p.m. The fire was out and we were in our tent playing the radio. We were listening to November Rain and with the music and candle light the setting was beautiful. Even tho’ the setting was some sleeping bags 2 book bags, a thing of lit candles, a radio, and some pillows and blankets it was magnificent. But she was what really made it all worthwhile. Patty and I got into a play fight because I just was not tired and absolutely refused to lie down and go to sleep, where as she was extremely tired from the Schnapps she drank. So sometime during our play fight I went from cuddling her next to me to lying on below her looking at her laughing and realized just how much she’s changed since we met. I just sat there staring at her in total confusion as to how I didn’t realize before how enchanting she is. I didn’t realize how hard I was staring until I realized that she was kissing me. Suddenly she jerked and stood up quickly while apologizing to me before she realized I was laughing. Then I stood up and grabbed hold of her in a hug. And then apologized for laughing at her. “Hun I’m sorry it’s just funny that you’d be so shocked by a kiss that you had started. By the way what made you kiss me?” Oh shit I can’t believe she did that and here I am asking her why she did it. Even though I must admit I really enjoyed that kiss. I’ve never felt so much emotion held for one person before let alone the fact that it was that one person I love dearly who did the kissing first. “I…I…I rea… really d… d… don’t know why. I, I, I, I was just caught up in the moment, what with the music and, and, and the candlelight it, it was all just to perfect. And I uh well I just wanted to see how you’d taste.” She stuttered profusely as she tried to explain to herself and me also, it seemed, as to why she kissed me. But I couldn’t help it. Normally it’s just a peck but this time it was a full-blown kiss and oh how I enjoyed it. She tasted like vanilla, peach and the slightest hint of something more, something forbidden. As I stood there staring I realized that she was staring at me but I was confused as to why. “Dear why are you still staring at me?” She asked as she cocked her head to the left side like a bird would. I just laughed a bit and continued to stare. Soon she Looked down to see what I had been staring at her for. So when she looked down imagine her surprise to see her shirt was completely unbuttoned. She turned red with embarrassment and quickly buttoned her shirt up right before she grabbed her pillow and moved to the other side of the tent. Which is a good-sized tent it can fit up to 8 people in it comfortably. So while I stayed on my side of the tent laughing at her she laid with her back to me on her side. Shortly after she had fallen asleep, I decided to go to the shower house. I looked at the time to make sure that it was open. Since it was only 10 pm I went and took a shower. But had dozed off for a while and had the strangest dream. I was in the tent again. And I had decided to walk over to Patty and her, while I apologized for laughing and staring at her. She’s just so magnificent that I couldn’t help myself but to stare. So I wasn’t the least bit amazed that she didn’t feel me get up and walk over to lay with her until I had my arms wrapped around her waist, and had started kissing her neck. Now let me tell you THAT sent chills down her spine, because that is the one of the quickest ways to get her in the mood. She tried to move away cause she was obviously still mad at me for staring and laughing at her, but I just held her tighter. She started to roll to look at me but I pulled her closer and started to suck on her neck. Soon she felt my lips travel to the back of her neck and then down her back, as she shivered. I knew what was happening but I didn’t know weather to enjoy it or be scared. So while I was lost in thought I didn’t realize that I now was laying her on her back and kissing her throat and chest. I looked at her as I started to remove her shirt and then her bra. I was stunned for a minute I never imagined her shirtless before. But she was the equivalent of a goddess. She had round full breasts that fit into a size 38 C cup. And a stomach that was firm yet had a little baby fat still so she wasn’t too skinny, but the feel of her nipple in my mouth had her full attention. And had my mind drifting further from reality at the sensations of the feel of my best-friends body. By then I was to bothered to care that I didn’t really want our first time to be this way. I started to play with the nipple on her other breast as I nipped at the right one. She yelped and bucked a little from the feel of my teeth on her nipple. Before I pushed her back down and started to french kiss her. She couldn’t contain herself anymore and went with the flow. She started to pull my shirt off while I continued to kiss her, breaking the kiss long enough to pull my shirt over my head. When she got it off me she stared amazed at how good I look. I have a slight tan and even a bit of muscles, due to the fact that we’d go swimming at my house a lot. But there was usually alcohol or night involved so I never really noticed how she was stacked. But damn I’m glad I can see now. I’d never trade this moment for anything. She tried to switch the role and see how I tasted but when she tried to roll me over I placed one hand on each side of her head and told her to stay still. I sounded a little angry almost hateful when I said it. And that scared me because I’ve never talked like that to her. That was before I realized that I had no control over anything I did or said. All I could do is watch as my mouth and body did or said whatever it chose to. So she obeyed and lay perfectly still and quiet aside from a few whimpers and shivers of pleasure. Soon her whimpers became moans as I did things no one has ever done before. Then I went to remove her boxers and underwear but she jerked up into a sitting position and told me no. ”Come on Jon Please. Don’t I, I don’t want to go that far not just yet. Please Jon. No! JON NO!” she shouted as I grab her boxers and pull them and her underwear off at the same instant. She crossed her legs so I couldn’t do anything but I grew madder and backhanded her quite hard. I hit her hard enough to make her fall back and hit her head off the radio. I saw blood rolling down her face as she tried to sit up. I pulled off her jeans and boxers right before she looked as though she could no longer see me. I grabbed her ankles and dragged her back to the sleeping bags and then tied her hands above her head to the tie for the tent window. Then I pulled her legs apart and separated her lips with one finger as I thumbed her clit. These were strange and new sensations to me. So I was both frightened and horny at the same time. And I could tell she was to. Soon I placed a candle at the hole to her ass, then took it away, saying “I want to feel you first to take that away myself not with a candle.” She was now extremely frightened she’s still a virgin at 19 even. And I know she refused to do oral to her previous boyfriend. Soon I was done fingering her and then I pulled her legs further apart and lay between them. She was nervous now. And she looked absolutely terrified. She’s not on the pill and I’m not wearing a condom. Her vision isn’t blurred as bad now and she can see that I’m not wearing one. I look up at her and smile before I position my dick right at the hole of her virginity. Just as I ram it in I french kiss her, trying to stop her from screaming. The feeling is too much and I can feel the blood on her thighs. But I can’t seem to stop myself I want her so bad. Then I start to pump in and out slowly at first then faster and harder with each stroke. I feel like I’m going to split her in two all the way up. And I enjoy it a bit. I just never thought our first time would be by me raping her. But what scares me is I didn’t have any alcohol to drink. And she’s acting differently then she usually does. I feel a strange sensation and realize I’m about to cum. I pound into her one more time as hard as I can, hitting her cervix and we both cum at the same time. I yell from the feeling of hot cum pouring into her womb and can’t catch my breath. When she can finally breathe, I look at her smiling evilly and start to kiss her again. She starts to cry thinking of the fact we had no protection. When she realize I’m turning her over. I pull her up onto her knees, and then I feel my hard dick at the entrance to her ass. She shakes her head and begs me not to take that virginity to but I just smack her ass real hard and ram it in as hard as I can. I continue to rape my best friends ass harshly till I feel as tho’ I might pass out. Before I shoot a load of cum in her ass. The feel of it making her even more nauseous and me even angrier then I was before. I pull out and she thinks I’m finally done, but I haven’t taken all of her virginity yet. I haven’t forgotten that she’s her never done oral. I clean my rod off then flip her over and grab her by her hair, tug it harshly. As she screams I shove my 7 ½ in long dick in her mouth and pushes it as far as I can. I feel it hit the back of her throat and go a way down it to. I start to violently rape her mouth as she desperately tries to breathe. I cum within minutes and I feel it shooting down her throat. I then pull out and lay her back, then kiss her before shoving my dick in her torn cunt again and then I grab a long candle and shove it into her ass. She cries from the pain of something being in both holes and continues to sob silently as I rape her with a candle and fuck her cunt. When I’m finally done shooting my load yet again I get up and clean up then get dressed and untie her. She grabs her clothes throw them on and her clogs and run out the tent. To the shower house to shower and try to scrub the feel of how I grabbed her off her skin most likely. Then I wake up realizing that it was all just a dream I shower quickly then dress and look at the time only 10 after 10. Yet I don’t feel any better. I start to head to my friends campsite but decide to just go back to mine. Why I don’t know but I did. When I got to the tent Patty had it straightened up to where you can’t even tell I just raped her. I just sit down holding my pillow over my face to hide the massive bruises he left and cry for hours. She never heard me walk over to her, never felt me hug her or heard me ask what was wrong. But I did fell the anger and pain in her voice when I asked who did this to her. I didn’t even remember hitting or raping her. To me all that was just an awful dream. As she told me that I did it she looked sad and ashamed. She also informed me that she’s not on the pill and I didn’t wear a condom. I sat there staring into space then apologized profusely and held her in my lap crying and rocking her until she fell asleep. I awoke some time later to feel my arms around her waist and start kissing her neck again. She rolled over and looked at me with a small smile. I kissed her and then yelped as I saw the two large bruises on her face and gash above her left eye. “Patty what happened to you. How’d this happen?” I asked as I went to touch the gash. Her slight wince stopped me. “Hun don’t you remember? You did this to me just a few minutes ago.” she asked. When she gave me a sad look I asked her what. “Patty It’s only 10:15. You’ve been asleep for 10 minutes. And I was at the shower house I couldn’t have done that.” I looked at her as she started to cry. She told me all the details yet again. And I began to think maybe it wasn’t a dream after all. “It must have been a dream, I’d NEVER hit you. I love you to much to hurt you in any way.” Soon I started to feel a bit horny again and decided to just go for it. I pushed her down and french kissed her then removed my boxers and t-shirt. Boy was I glad I only had on those two items. I then removed her clothing and threw it aside with mine. Then proceeded to let her climb onto my hard erection. She didn’t place it in her though. I wanted to tease her for as long as I could. She then decided to do the one thing she thinks is nasty. She went and grabbed my rod and put the whole 7 ½ inches in her mouth. Then she proceeded to suck and lick it as hard as she could until I came in her mouth, at first she gagged but then she swallowed. She then started her way up my body kissing and licking the most sensitive areas. When she reached my neck she grabbed my shaft and held it in an upright position then lowered her self down on me. I nearly jumped when I felt the familiar pull of her virginity in place. I was officially shaken by that fact. Upon hearing her yelp I asked her if she really wanted to do this. And that was it the way she looked made me decide to do it and not look back. I quickly rammed all the way into her taking it all the way to the balls and cried as the pain shook her body. She started to slowly ride me then got faster as I felt an orgasm coming on. She realized I was close to when I took hold of her hips and tensed. We both came together and that’s when I knew that she’d forever be mine and I’d be hers always. I nearly passed out from the feeling of coming in her. But I stayed awake to enjoy the feel of love, warmth and something a little deeper, that I was receiving from her. She leaned over and kissed me. Then grinned as she realized that we had no protection. She fell sleep on top of me, with me still in her and as I slept I felt Patty’s presence. I am proud to be able to say that I am in love with the woman lying with me. I am proud to say that I am the father of her child. Eventually she started to show and was starting to get really big by the 4th month. When she went into labor on Valentines Day a full month early I was frightened. But as she gave birth and I heard the healthy screams of our baby I was content. But she soon passed out after he was born. She awoke later to find out she had quadruplets a girl and three boys. Our firstborn boy we named after me. Our daughter was second and we named her Aurora Layne, and our second son we named Robert V’allen after her father and our third Richard Allen after my father. We have had the best time since. We were married on Halloween and are once again out here camping. I have never abused her. Nor have I ever had that terrible dream or any other dreams like it since. And today is now June 11 2004 a full year after this all started. We are once again camping but this time we have our babies to. And we have never been happier in our entire lives. A little nightmare did wonders for us. It made us realize our true feelings. And gave us four very beautiful babies. I can say I’ve finally accomplished what I was sent to Earth to do.