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Maddy Was Different Pt. 01

By: SierraSprite



Chapter 1 - Watch Out for Those Top Belays

Maddy was different. At least she said she was. We were practice climbing on a club outing. It was hot, an October heatwave that almost always arrived as school started. Pinnacles was now a national park, and the routes were well known. Only beginners, or friction freaks, went there. The rock was volcanic, with dozens of little nubbins that were hard to get a grip on, and hard on your body when you fell. Almost everyone top roped, unless they were trying to prove something and do a free climb.

I told Maddy that free climbing at Pinnacles was pointless. "Can't you see the newspaper? So and so was critically injured falling ten feet in the park while free climbing. If you are crazy enough to free something you are not sure of, do it where the obituary says it was one of the hardest routes in the country. Go out in a blaze of glory."

Maddy was drenched with sweat and had come off the pitch she was on three times. I patiently belayed her and said, "Maybe that stretch is too tall for your shoes. See if you can find something shorter."

She swore, found the right nubbin, and was beside me in thirty seconds. "Asshole."

"Oh?"

"You are supposed to make us find a way ourselves. Builds character. Especially when it is a guy belaying a girl."

We hiked down the back of the rock and she said, "You willing to give a sweaty, smelly girl a ride back?"

I looked at her. She was going into her senior year, and I was a junior. Everything about her was nice, except her reputation for being a sharp tongued ball buster. We had never climbed together, but I said to myself, nothing ventured, nothing gained. "Sure. My passenger never quits early but there is plenty of space in other cars. Are we heading out now?"

She nodded. "I told one of the other climbers to explain to my driver."

I found water and a couple of towels. "Want me to pour some of this on you?"

"Yes, but I want it on my skin, not these clothes. What about moving the car into those trees?"

In a few minutes, I was pouring water down the naked back of Maddy, and she was wiping her front and between her legs with my wet towel. The next towel dried her and a fresh sports bra and boy shorts went on. The back had been tan from top to bottom. How did that happen, I wondered.

She turned and said, "You?"

I nodded, turned around, and dropped my shorts. The water felt great. She said, "Matt, what have you been doing to fix up the bod like that?"

I dried off and got my own clean shorts on. "Believe it or not, a horse guest ranch. Friend of my uncle's. Worked my ass off. Learned to ride a horse without falling off. How did you get tan all over?"

"I was a counselor and lifeguard at a girl's camp. There was a patio with a fence and we all went around bare ass."

As we drove down the road towards Palo Alto, I pointed to the cooler in the back. She pulled out a beer rather than a soda and said, "Sips for you?"

"You are being pretty nice for an Irish girl with a bad reputation about guys."

"It's a bum rap. I'm here to study hard and get into med school, learn how to rock climb, and check out guys - in that order. Don't get down to the third priority very often. But guys see this body I work so hard on and get to thinking they can have me. Doesn't work that way."

"Bottom line, a ball buster." I smiled, and she cracked a small grin.

"Last spring, I did have to kick a guy in the nuts. Came up to me without even a hello and had his hand down the front of my shorts. Didn't expect my heel to catch him hard. He cried a lot. Could hardly walk. The other girls were cheering, but the guys weren't."

We rode in silence for a while, and then she said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure." This time the look was softer, but distant, like she wasn't sure what she was doing.

"I'm not making any progress in my climbing. Pinnacles sucks after a while. I've been working hard in the gym and on the climbing walls. My finger grip is a nine according to that machine."

She paused and I said, "I'm impressed."

"Yeah, but I'm not going to Yosemite on my own. I need a climbing partner."

"You are asking an Irish guy with a prickly reputation that you already called an asshole to be your climbing partner?"

She laughed nervously. "Maybe that wasn't very smart of me."

"Actually, it was exactly the right thing to say. I shouldn't have been giving you cheap advice on a practice climb."

"So you are interested?"

"Madelaine McCarthy. That's a nice Irish name and you fit the name real well. But I had a bad experience last year and I'm sworn off female climbing partners."

"I heard about that. Sally Collins? It's none of my business, but what happened?"

"We were on the Nose and she panicked. I had a hell of a time roping us off. She cried the whole time. Taught me a lesson."

"Like, don't believe women who say they are strong enough to climb with you?"

"Something like that."

I drove silently for ten or fifteen minutes. Finally, she said, "I'm different."

After another couple of minutes, I said, "You're different?"

"I know, you're thinking I've got the same parts Sally Collins has, so what's different?"

I looked at her and grinned. 

"What?"

"Don't tell her, but I like your parts better than hers."

"My roommate would say you are just a sexist hound dog." She was grinning too.

"My pain about Sally hasn't gone away. Climbing partners have to be able to trust one another."

We were almost to her dorm when she said, "If I can come up with a way to show I'm different, would you change your mind?"

She was standing in the open door, looking at me intently. This was one tough minded woman. Pretty too.

"I might."

She took my phone to put its number into hers. 

"Give me your hand." I kissed it gently. "I like your smell."

She wrinkled her nose and said, "Before or after?"

"Both."

She slammed the door and laughed going up the walk.

Chapter 2 - A First Date Gets Wild

A couple of days later, I had my nose in a textbook when my phone chimed.

"When you go on a first date with a girl, what do you usually do?"

I liked the sound of her voice. Musical, edgy when she wanted.

"Well?"

"Sorry, I was thinking. Mostly, I guess I do what she would like to do. It's only a first date."

"Good. We are going to the beach and watch the sun go down, and I'm going to buy you dinner over there."

"Today?"

"Yes. There's no fog, and I aced my first midterm. We are celebrating."

"Dressy?"

"No, but take a jacket in case the breeze comes up. Will you be here soon?"

"Yes, but if I flunk my midterm, I am taking it out on you."

"Hmm. That raises interesting possibilities."

I found my windbreaker and wallet and headed out. She was at the curb, hair fixed, Mexican blouse, capris and sneakers. Impressive package. I was feeling vulnerable to her charms.

We were winding up the road to the Coast. I reached over and squeezed her thigh muscle.

"Are you hitting on me already?"

"Just checking. You are going to make some pitch about climbing and I wanted to see what you have. Musclewise, that is. You are looking very nice tonight."

"I'll be damned. Hitting on me and doing the charm bit at the same time."

"Pinch my bicep with the tips of your fingers as hard as you can."

Yeah, that was a nine all right. She really hurt. 

"Height, weight."

"5-8-1/2, 124 on a good day."

Boyfriend? One night stands?"

"No. Once, a year ago. Those are pretty personal questions."

"I don't need a partner who is climbing because she wants sex, or because she doesn't want sex."

"I see. Climbing is a sexual neutral zone to you. Or should I say neuter zone?"

I smiled at her. "We'll have to talk about that, won't we? In my Psych 1 class last year, the Prof said there is no way to escape your sexual identity."

She punched my arm. "Yes, we definitely have to talk about that."

Her idea about the beach was inspired. She wrapped her fingers in mine and walked along in the sand, swinging us. 

"Is this where I get convinced to take you on?"

"That was my game plan, but it is too nice, and you are too nice, to start into it."

"Romantic out here. Thanks for bringing me. Do I get a kiss?"

It was not a first date kiss. More like a third date kiss. More like a we are in bed together kiss.

She pulled back and said, "I should have known you would be a good kisser."

"You just proved how dumb those front door of the dorm kisses are."

"Have you ever had a girlfriend who didn't climb?"

"There isn't a short answer to that. Can I buy you a drink?" I turned us around just as the sun hit the horizon. 

When we got back to the car, I provided a freshly made margarita, from ingredients in the trunk, to savor with the sunset. She bumped her hip into me and said, "This is nice. If I ask you for a date again, do I get another margarita?"

"I guess that depends on our compatibility check. Where are you taking me after dinner?"

"That's a deep, dark secret. You will be amazed."

I wasn't sure which, but something about the walk, the kiss, and the margarita had relaxed her and confused her. She had my hand in a very tight grip as we walked into the restaurant. The hostess smiled and led us to a corner table at the window. 

The waitress said in a soft voice, "You look so good together, I'm going to bring you a glass of wine with no questions. What would you like?"

In a seafood restaurant, it was two chardonnays and thank you very much. Somehow, we were holding hands again, and she looked even more confused.

"Nice date," I said, leaning in for a kiss, which I got just as the wine arrived. The waitress said, "Are you two, you know, engaged or something?"

I quickly said, "Something." She was leaning over and showing us a perfect set of boobs. I gestured for her to come closer, looking for a ring, which wasn't there. "We love you, we love your wonderful chest."

She straightened up in a hurry and said, "Oh, you flirt," as she turned away.

Maddie said, "If she leaned over one more inch, those would have fallen out."

"If we are something, I guess I'm not allowed to flirt anymore. Besides, I like your tits better than hers."

"You are bluffing. You haven't even had mine in your hands yet." She laughed.

I kissed her fingers, and she said, "This is not going according to plan. Not at all."

"The place we are headed. Do I get more kisses?"

"No, this is strictly for a serious discussion about climbing."

"On rock, or on you?"

The first course was served, and she only got to glare at me.

I said, "Look, we are both Irish and given to shooting our mouths off. Maybe we have to promise each other to reform some."

"So, we are something, and we have to reform. There is sure a lot to talk about after dinner."

"If it gets late, is this a place where a sleepover is possible?"

Her gaze was sharp again, "Matthew McGuire, that is not a question you ask a decent girl on a first date." Her eyes softened and she nibbled on my finger tips.

"Don't damage those, your life may depend on them."

It took a bit for her to realize what I had said.

"You really mean that?"

"Could happen. You never know. We haven't had the talk yet."

"The Talk." She looked at me, searching for information. I gave her none and tended to my salad.

The fresh salmon was marvelous. There was asparagus with hollandaise, no less. 

Things were getting more mellow by the minute. I knew what we were both thinking. If she (he) doesn't want to be a climbing partner, what about just a friend, maybe a friend with benefits.

"Dessert is after," she said. We walked out arm in arm after leaving an extra generous tip, and my giving the drink waitress another suggestive look. She gestured to Maddy to beat me.

We were over on the Bayside in a few minutes and I was given directions to a place with an open gate in the fancy part of town. Up the drive and around to the back. The house was dark, and Maddy said, "My relatives are away, but I have permission to come here when I need a private place to study." 

She pulled her pack from the back seat and led us behind the carriage house to a swinging rope ladder. Above, in a very large oak, was an incredible tree house. I took the pack and she went first. "You are not to pinch me."

I settled for a hand on her elegant, muscled calf. "Not that either."

It had a very small door with a lock on it that her key opened. Inside the roof was high and airy. There was glass here and there in colored and wavy forms. I said, "Snow White and her dwarves live here."

I was pushed down on a two high futon that was nice and soft. She lay on top and said, "Now I finally have you where I want you. You are required to be nice to me at this location." Her laugh was deep and musical. I slipped my hands into the back of her capris and rubbed. 

"That's nice. Do I need to take those off?"

"Show me your fancy underwear before it gets dark."

It was maroon, which did exciting things with her complexion. It was lacy, which made sure I knew I was looking at a woman. It was very skimpy, which made me hard with admiration for her curves. She had on perfume, which was merging with her own smell and enveloping me in a cloud of her.

I collapsed on my back and said, "I surrender."

She sat next to me in the lotus position with legs crossed and said, "Better."

The pack yielded an insulated packet that turned out to have berries and ice cream in it. Also in the pack was a small bottle of wine. She handed that over for opening while she did the dessert into dishes. After I got the cork out, she held two glasses while I poured. 

I kissed her cheek and whispered, "I thought it was the guy who did the big seduction buildup?"

She leaned back on me and extended a spoonful of dessert. "A needy girl has her ways."

I undid her bra and ran my fingers carefully around and across her breasts. Everything was firm. There were muscles too. This was not a sloppy body. This was a jock who wanted something from me.

"Every time you do that, I get wetter. You tried to tell me climbing was asexual, but I don't believe it. At least my body doesn't believe it. For the last hour, all I have been able to think of is wondering when I get you in me. That's very bad. How can I talk while we are fucking?"

It was time for me to get naked. My cock flopped free and pointed directly at her. She laughed, "He knows what he wants." Her hand surrounded him. "I like this, it is big and hard. I have only had sex three times in my life and none of them was any good. You are going to do better, aren't you?"

I pulled her into me and kissed the top of her head. "I know two bodies that want each other. Two bodies that don't care about the Talk. Maybe we should do first things first?"

It was wild. Her strong arms pulling me over and into her. The wet squishy cunt wanting, wanting me and her cry echoing in the treehouse, "Oh god yes, Matt, please more."

I thought about holding back but the wild woman wanted all of me and wanted it now. Her pelvis thrust up violently. Her feet were beating my ass. Her tongue was in and out of my mouth in the same rhythm as my cock. We both exploded.

Minutes later, she said, "Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit." Our legs were fully entangled. Neither of us wanted to release the other. There was a terrible mess on the futon. 

I relaxed, catching my breath and asking myself how we would ever get to talk about climbing after that. Her head was on my shoulder and she quivered and I felt a tear fall on me.

She got on her hands and knees and dug around until she came back with towels. We mopped up and laughed at the mess.

She sat up and said, "That wasn't supposed to happen."

I said, "You take me for a romantic walk on the beach. You give me a torrid kiss. You feed me and bring me to your Shangri-La. We have the best sex of my life. I'm completely in love."

Her knife struck deep. "So you are taking me climbing?"

Capitulation was the only option. I cuddled her into me. "Darling Maddy, will you go climbing with me?"

"You are a big bad fucker, which I didn't know, but yes, I really want to climb with you. We will make a great team. I want you to promise to be very bad in public, so we can have fights and swear at each other, and hit each other, and then go out and do fabulous climbing."

I pulled her down and said, "This is unscripted, but you are happy?"

She buried her head in my neck. "No, I'm desperately unhappy. My pussy is dripping, my cunt is sore, my hair is a mess, I'm up in the air somewhere, I finally have a lover I love, and I'm going climbing soon." She laughed and cried and fell asleep in my arms.

I held her and wondered whether the roommate knew she wasn't coming back tonight.

It was still dark and she was wiggling and saying , "I have to pee something fierce."

I said, "Guess what, I am going to hold you and you are going to pee right over the side."

"No, Matt, I can't!"

"Yes. I will run the hose on it in the morning." 

She clutched me with her rear sticking out into the oak tree and the piss streaming out of her.

"Don't you dare tell anyone about that." I was standing on the edge of the platform having my own relief.

"Never, unless you break up with me."

"Get in here, we are going to talk."

The problem was, we wanted to be really really close to each other, and think lusty loving thoughts. The talk never got off the ground. The bodies slept again.

We were half awake when there was a terrific roar from below. Maddy rose six inches off the futon and stuck her head out. "It's Roy, the gardener, he's nice. He will give me a very hard time about being here with my boyfriend. Let's get dressed and go see him. We have to get to school anyway."

Roy was making circles on the lawn with the big mower when we got to the ground. He shut down the machine and walked toward us. Maddy ran over and gave him a terrific hug and a kiss on his cheek.

I came up and said, "Hi, I'm Matthew McGuire." Roy laughed and said, "She must think a lot of you if she allowed you in her secret hideaway." His look said we were totally undone. I said, "I've never had loving in a treehouse before. I recommend it." We all laughed and Maddy punched me.

"Roy, we have class and have to run, thank you for keeping my secrets!"

We were almost back to her dorm when she said, holding my hand, "That was a lot more than I bargained for. My brain is a mess. My body is a mess. Will you take me to dinner tonight? A quiet dinner?"

The kiss was soft and tender and I said, "I'll be here at six."

Chapter 3 - Climbing with Maddy

I had my own problems, sitting in class in a fog caused by instant love. But there was a difference. I was taking this incredible, loving woman out on smooth, high angle, unforgiving granite. To places where a gear mistake or a bad move could cost you a life. 

The more I thought about it, the more it seemed that Matt and Maddy, the climbing partners, had to be different people than Matt and Maddy, the students in love. 

I picked her up on time and we drove out to the beer garden place in the hills, where we could sit outside in the warm evening. We were both quiet. She took my hand and said, "I want you to know that if climbing doesn't work for us, I won't be unhappy. I hope it does, but you are more important to me than climbing."

I went around the table and sat next to her so she could have a proper kiss. "God, Matt, I have been so teary all day. You have punched all my buttons. I'm a mess, but I'm your mess."

"Will your roommate be upset if you spend another night in the treehouse?"

"Oh, I am so glad you said that! I'll call her right now."

Carla was understanding. I could hear her say, "Have fun, you foolish girl."

Over burgers, I asked her, "What do you like best about climbing, and what do you like least?"


Maddy Was Different Pt. 01



"I love route finding on open faces, jam cracks, and chimneys. I get nervous about too much exposed friction, even though I'm pretty good at it. Rappelling gives me a terrific high, but belaying is a hassle, especially when you are stuck in the bushes or the fire ants." 

"This might work. I hate chimneys, and love friction. My mother was a ballet dancer, and I pretend I am dancing out there, floating."

She pulled my ear, "As long as you don't come off."

We talked climbing for another half hour and I could feel the excitement welling up in Maddy.

"While the weather is still warm, what if we went to Tuolumne Meadows and practiced on some of the lesser domes. Can you free up next weekend?"

The idea was that we were going to use the light in the treehouse to do some studying, but it didn't work out that way. I had just arranged myself with a biology text when my new girlfriend was naked and climbing into my lap.

"I am so hyper about all this, I can't possibly study. Can we get it on?"

"After all the grief I gave you yesterday, you still want me?"

She leaned and whispered in my ear, "Will you please shut up and fuck."

It was better than last night. Slower but just as intense. She moved around, got on top and rode me. Pulled me back over and humped at me. Finally went into one climax after another, saying dirty things and asking for more. I was surprised when a truly major orgasm arrived and my expanded cock really did a job on her. This time there was a large towel under us, and a big neck jug for middle of the night problems. I was almost asleep when she said, "This is going to work out, I am so happy."

No Roy in the morning. She wiggled tighter into me. "We can't have sex, I have to save my strength for the rock."

I took one hand from her boob, raised the upper thigh and slipped inside like he always belonged there.

"Uhmm. A stealth attack. Keep doing that."

We rocked back and forth and she lost the quiet laziness. I was pushed back. Her mouth closed on me with a giant suck. Her breasts were soft and round and glorious in the morning light. I tweaked a nipple and she climbed on me. She was humming "Trouble" and bouncing on me with the beat. I sang the lyrics back at her. I pulled her down for a kiss and she turned us over. "Finish me, finish me, finish me..." Her voice died out as we came.

More mopping. "I thought I told you not to mess in me."

"You did no such thing. Are we supposed to have been using protection?"

"What a guy thing to say! You fuck a girl twice, sending her god knows where, and then you ask! I'm calling my mom about the shotgun."

We rolled around, wrestling and hitting. Wow, was I stuck on this girl.

It was a long drive to the Yosemite High Country and the Friday traffic was always bad. I suggested the treehouse and a 3 am departure on Saturday. Seditious thoughts about living with this woman were in my head. Even both of our room and board contributions wouldn't rent a place in Silicon Valley.

She wanted to drive, full of energy and excitement. Woke us up just before the alarm time and said, "I always do that. Set the alarm and my body does the rest." A stiff thing was against her thigh and she moved away fast. "No goo this morning. Not on a climbing day." Her voice was tough and feisty. The trunk was packed with our gear, and a stop on El Camino provided caffeine and a crisp donut.

"You are the most determined person I have ever met. Where does that come from?"

"My grandparents on my father's side immigrated after the war. Young and in love and alienated from their parents. Couldn't find work over there. Had cousins in Chicago that gave them a start. My dad died in a work accident when I was two. My mom went back to school and my grandparents raised me. Talk about a work ethic. My grandfather used to walk me to school and help with homework. I never had a chance to be anything except determined. Does that bother you?"

I reached over and caressed the side of her face. "The rock can be very demanding. Most of the time, the only thing holding you back is yourself."

"So climbing with you is going to liberate the real me?"

"Maybe liberate the real both of us. Do you like wrestling with me?"

"Yes. God yes. Everything comes tumbling out. Sex and school and men and just wanting to let loose!"

I took her hand off the wheel and kissed it. "You are different. I've never been around a woman like you. I haven't even known you a week, but..."

"Yes. I can feel it. Makes me want to crawl on you, bounce on you, get that hot thing in me."

"Hmm. He likes the hot place you have for him."

"Stop being sappy. Take a nap and you can drive when we get to the park."

She pulled over at the entrance station. It was getting light but we had thirty miles to go. The sun would be on the rock when we got to the Tuolumne domes.

She folded into the car blanket I gave her and I drove along the winding road, planning the climb. It was a dangerous hour, with deer, bears and coyotes out looking for breakfast. I concentrated on driving but was thinking maybe the two of us could role play on the climb. Give ourselves tough names and bad mouth the other for not paying attention. Worth a try. I was working on that thought when another intruded. The strong body was under me, twisting and turning and flexing up. Her hand was holding me, jerking and pulling and hurting him. I reached down and twisted the stiff nipples. She cried out and suddenly I was in her, all the way in her, and the noise shifted to moans and little cries for more...

Shit. That had to stop. If I couldn't put those away, I was going to fall right off the rock on my head. She stirred and looked out the window. We were passing the long high lake where the road runs along the water. The first dome was ahead, with sun on the very top. It was a mystical sight.

She sat up quickly and excitedly said, "Which one are we climbing?"

"The route on the one ahead will be in the shade for awhile. If we go up around the corner, there will be morning sun for us on the next one."

"Yes, sun sounds good." She found the water, took a slug and handed it to me. "Want food?"

"I'll wait and have a bar when we start. Ready to do the first pitch?"

Her look was sharp. "Come on! No teasing."

"I'm serious. It's a nice jam to a ledge with a tree for the belay."

Her face wasn't happy, but when I parked where she could see the route out of the talus, things improved. "Matt, that's awful smooth about halfway."

"You said you wanted jams. Here, take a look through the binoculars."

"That's a hell of a tiny ledge. What's the loop doing above?"

"There is a neat pendulum. You'll like it."

"Damn. Should have known you'd kill me the first time out."

We double checked each other's harness, clipped on our racks, and moved out. The jam started easy and steepened so that she was straining hard as she reached the ledge. I watched, and she didn't grab the tree, just clipped in and called, "Belay off." I was impressed.

As I got to the ledge, my first impulse was to kiss her, but I stifled. The next pitch was a crack system with good hand and footholds, but it ended in nothing, just below a bolt. 

She scanned the rock and said, with a semi-anxious look, "That's a belay bolt?"

"Yes, the friction pitch is to the left, ending in that rounded ledge below the loop."

She was confident on the cracks, moving as well as many of my men partners. When I came up behind her, clipping into the same bolt, she heard me sniffing. "I know, I smell something awful."

It was female adrenalin sweat and all her. I said, "There would be something wrong if you didn't have that adrenalin smell out here in the middle of nowhere. I already told you I like the way you smell."

She smiled, "Asshole."

With that encouragement, I danced out on the friction, full of myself. She gave me loose rope, as I requested. The stance at the loop was solid, which was good, because you needed a good launch for the pendulum. I clipped in extra carefully and turned to face her. 

"Do not worry about coming off. I'm bombproof and you are plenty good enough for it."

She was, and the smile on her face when she got to me was wide. "God damn, you are fun to climb with. Don't get us killed right away, ok?"

I had to stifle another kiss, and asked if she had done pendulums before. "Only a couple of dumb practice ones."

"We are going to belay you through the loop. That way, if you don't make it the first time, the belay will help you back to this ledge. Make sure you have enough rope to make it to me."

I did a couple of practice runs to show her the technique, and then went for it. There was a big flake handhold at the end. And another belay bolt. Some of these routes had been cleaned by the free freaks, which did not make friends and influence people among the climbers. There had been a bolt war in Tuolumne until the park service intervened and told both parties to knock it off. 

She made it on the first try and let out a loud whoop that echoed around.

"What a rush! Whew!"

One more easy pitch and we were walking off and down to the car. I said, "Let's take a break and sit in the meadow."

She lay on my leg and munched an apple. I held her other hand, "I've been meaning..."

"I know."

"You know?"

"I could tell. Intuition or something. Up there, we are two different people. Just climbers, just rock, just concentration."

Silence. I bit into my own apple. She looked up, eyes questioning.

"You are too damn smart for me, Maddy." I squeezed the hand.

"Let's not talk smart. You just gave me the thrill of my life. I could live on that. What else are we going to do?"

"It's not very exciting to walk off these dome routes into the dirt. We could try that peak up there in the sun, it's the name peak for the whole range here. It's almost a walkup, but the altitude gain will expand your lungs and there is a nice chimney on the back side for you to lead."

The meadow grass was warm, and the view of Cathedral Peak was amazing in the cloudless sky.

She bounded to her feet and shouted, "Let's do it!"

Pacing up the long talus slope, breath coming in deep heaves, she was less excited. "You are just getting me all out of breath so you can ravish me on top."

"No sex talk while climbing." I was puffing hard myself.

We came out of the trees near the base of the southeast buttress. Gloriously white and laced with cracks and ledges. "If you are feeling good, we can traverse around without the rope."

"Go for it."

With only a few careful moves, we were on the south face, with some dirty rock above and then a roped pitch. I led to an alcove. As she came over the top, I said, "Keep going, I have you on belay and the chimney starts about fifteen feet above you. It opens at the top and you can belay me from there."

She had a great time in the chimney, laughing and cursing. Following her, I didn't like it at all, and complained in the tight spots. If you were feeling really strong, maybe it went as a giant layback. I wasn't going to find out today. She was wedged in the top, taking in the rope and still pink from the exertion.

"That wrecked all my girl parts. Are your balls in one piece?"

I reached for her boob and she batted me away. A careful scramble and we were on top of a narrow summit block with a fantastic view. My arm was around her, naming the peaks. Off in the distance was the west wall of Conness.

"There's a terrific climb on the west side of Conness. The top had a geological survey hut on it years ago. It's a hike from the south, but the west is a thousand feet sheer."

She licked my ear and said, "We're not doing it this afternoon?

"You are pretty pumped, aren't you?"

"Shit yes, I can hardly stand it. What now?"

"With the high pressure settled in, we could climb the rest of the week without running out of possibilities. If we were bumming, that is, not studying."

She hugged me and sighed. "Yeah, studying."

"All the facilities here are closed for the season and it will freeze tonight. We could go to the Valley, find a real shower and live it up in the Mountain Room for dinner. My treat. Tomorrow, we could get up early and do a couple of short hard climbs and head home before the rush."

"Daddy, I don't want to go down." The voice was tiny and laughing. If we were supposed to be different on the rock, it wasn't working.

Edging over to the talus thirty feet below on the north side, we found our way down to the trail.

She was bouncing along, full of overconfidence, I thought. Had to find something to make her humble again on the rock, tomorrow.

Still full of energy, she drove to the Valley, both of us glorying in the granite and pine tree vistas. I said, "We can go to Camp 4 or we can check Curry Village for a tent cabin."

She looked at me slyly and said, "You're not getting any if we are on the ground."

"There's no sex on a climbing trip."

"Ok, I warned you. Might as well forget the fancy dinner too, We can get pork and beans at the store."

I blinked, "You are one tough customer, Madelaine McCarthy."

"You knew that when you made the mistake of giving me a ride to campus."

"And telling you I liked your smell." 

The cute young woman across the counter at Curry smiled at us. I said, "Um, we were going to camp but my girlfriend said we should ask about a tent cabin."

Maddy was hanging on my shoulder and said, "Hi, I'm Maddy."

Grinning, the clerk said, "I'm Melissa. What you really said was no loving unless there is a mattress involved."

We all laughed. She said, "I'm down to the dregs on inventory but I have one here not too far from the showers. She sniffed and said, "I smell like that too, when my boyfriend and I have been climbing."

Maddy reached across and squeezed the girl's hand. "He's terrible. Keeps saying he likes me that way."

"Did you bring a dress?"

"Yes."

"Wait till he sees you in the dress, all clean with some perfume, and your new sneakers. He'll do anything."

We walked out with Maddy giving me a hip bump. "Anything."

"I thought this trip had something to do with climbing."

"Let's go sit in the meadow and talk."

We took a couple of pillows and a big towel from the car. She fixed her head on my thigh with the floppy hat covering her face. Neither of us said anything for a while, soaking up mountain air and sunshine.

"We can't sleep in the treehouse forever."

"And peeing into the air."

Her arm twisted around and tried to beat on me. I grabbed it and kissed the fingers.

"Be careful. You may need those one of these times. How did I do today?"

I tongued her palm and she shivered. "Stop it. This is a serious discussion about housing."

"I've been thinking about that."

She turned over and looked at me. "Climbing or housing?"

"Both. Come here and give me a kiss."

"Right out in the open?"

I just looked at her and she hitched herself slowly forward until our lips touched.

Her head went on my chest and she said in a very low voice, "You are making me all soft and squishy. I won't be any good for climbing."

I ran my fingers through her hair and said, "I'm not worried. For a first time out on Yosemite rock, that was a fantastic performance this morning. You looked great."

She hitched herself back for another kiss, long and wet. "Were you serious about housing?"

"I've been searching high and low for Irish coed housing with enormous student subsidies available."

"Do we ask for help from the parents?"

"I don't think so. Selfish. Not fair."

"And we don't work either, supposed to be studying."

"So we have to break up and go back to being dorm hermits." 

Maddy was rubbing herself on my thigh. "That's been ruled out too. Melissa would not allow it." She giggled and wormed around on top of me.

"What about one of these live in babysitter things? We could spell each other for classes. Do chores and stuff. Maybe even cook. Do you like to cook?"

"I do. Are we going for a run to get rid of some of your excess energy?"

"I thought I was supposed to save up for later. Now that you've got me a mattress."

"Why is teasing with you so much fun? I never had fun teasing with a girl before."

"I told you I was different."

"Yes, different. A little voice is telling me not to let you get away."

I got another kiss for that. "I'm not very far away."

"Hmmm." More sun and dozing. I worked on her shoulders gently. She asked, "Aren't we supposed to be on the rock?"

I had a sudden idea and pulled us up. "Let's put these away, I have an idea you will like. It's funny. We don't need a rope but bring some water in your daypack, I'll carry it."

I jogged us across the meadow to the trail along the base of the rock and went toward the falls until I saw the faint track angling upwards. After a hundred yards of brush and hassle, she asked, "I'm supposed to be liking this? What about snakes?"

"You lucked out, too high for snakes."

Another alcove. I pointed, "Creep out there around the corner and up. I'll be right behind."

After twenty feet, "You're insane, this is exposed."

"That's what she said, keep going."

Another fifty feet and we were walking out into the sun on a gently sloping mossy bench facing the upper Yosemite falls, which were dry this time of year. I sat down.

She got down next to me and said, "Not bad. What's funny?"

"My freshman spring, the club was here and one of the seniors grabbed me and said to come with him. No explanation. We went over to Curry from Camp 4, and he disappeared and returned with a big girl. I mean 5-10 and 165. Big tits to go with. I was introduced to Sheila but he headed over here immediately. In the spring, everything is wet with spray from the falls, and damn slippery. He put a rope on her with just a waist loop and told me to stay close behind if she slipped. I couldn't hear much, but she was muttering and it sounded like sex threats. The footing was terrible and I was more worried about me than her. Anyway, we get up here, the sun is out, but the spray is chilly, and she takes everything off. I mean everything. She looked at us, but my friend said we were not getting naked even if she was. She has a towel and lies down on it. Hands him a tube of lotion and says it goes everywhere. He puts a bunch on his fingers and hands it to me. Says Sheila likes guys to get her lotioned up all over. He does her legs and her pussy. I do her arms and her chest and belly. Her eyes are closed but she says thanks a lot. We lie there for an hour, and the spray is fantastic. Even washes the lotion off her. The senior says to look carefully across at the falls trail.

"There are people over there with binoculars. Her eyes are still closed and she says, "How is the audience?" He says at least a dozen. After another half hour, the sun is going off and she says time to go. Gets her skimpy clothes back on, completely commando, and we go down. At the top of the talus is a ranger. A young one. Before he can get a word out, she steps right up into his face and says, "I hope you are not about to question my First Amendment rights to free expression, because you look like a decent guy. I am a law student, and if you give me a citation or try to arrest me, you will be truly sorry when you find yourself personally named, along with the Superintendent, and the Director of the National Park Service, as a defendant in a First Amendment lawsuit. Think about it. Regardless of whether I win or lose at the Supreme Court, you will never work again in a national park. Your picture will be in the national news and there are other places that will not hire you either. She looked at his badge and said, 'Am I making myself clear, Roger?' "

"Her face was about six inches from him, and her big chest was even closer. He stared at her for a long time and finally said, 'Shit,' and turned around and left. After he was out of sight, she high fived us and said it was the third time she was successful. Turned out she was a raging feminist determined to fix sex equality about nudity. Said if guys could go around bare ass without getting arrested, so could she. Yosemite was the third park she had tried that routine in, and it worked every time."




Maddy Was Different Pt. 01



Maddy lay on me and said, "Yes, that is funny, sort of. Especially you rubbing lotion into her tits without knowing what was going on. I'm not much of a ball buster compared to her, am I?"

Her knee slowly made its way up to my crotch. I looked over her back at the trail. Sure enough, there was a pair of binoculars looking at us. I said, "Some guy over there with binoculars is getting a great view of your fine ass."

"You are not funning me?" She didn't turn or move. "I'm not. Why don't you jam that knee where you were headed, and I'll pretend my balls are busted. You don't need to make this a live demonstration."

Her voice was sinister. "Don't you have to have some pain in order to put on a good show?" The knee moved upward threateningly.

"Maybe I shouldn't have brought you here and told you that story. Gives a girl bad ideas."

"It certainly does!" The knee came up and pulled the thrust at the last second as her elbow caught the side of my jaw. My roll into a fetal, moaning and writhing ball was very realistic. She stood and kicked me in the ribs, and ran into the bushes at the edge of the bench. I rolled over a couple of times, crawled to my feet and limped after her. She was up against an oak tree, laughing hard. I put a full body press on her and said, "Damn, Maddy, that was pretty realistic!"

She pulled my ears and licked me with a pink tongue that reminded me what a fine woman I had in my arms. I put my head in her shoulder and moaned.

"You big crybaby, am I going to have to lower you off this?"

"I guess if I get you really mad, I should have my metal cup on? Have you taken the self-defense course?"

"You better believe it. You know what they say? If a guy comes after you, give him everything you've got right away. That includes drunk boyfriends."

I was still laughing with her as we clambered down. "What if the binocular guy sees your sexy behind in that dress tonight in the dining room?"

She punched me and said, "If he says anything, I will give you a demonstration of how to slap a guy really hard in public."

Whew, there was no give with this woman. Mind your p's and q's, guys.

We were a mess of dust and oak leaves and ready for the showers, which were single sex. She said, "I'll go first while you watch all this, and then I'll get dressed while you shower."

I got ice and made two margaritas, which were on the table when she got back. She just had on a tee and boy shorts and looked hot. She caught me staring and said, "No, you are not taking me to dinner dressed in this." I took a hefty sip of drink, eyes giving her a hard look, and left.

The early October shadows were long when I returned. The heat from the tall rock walls was keeping the valley floor warm. Our dinner reservation was in half an hour and I needed to get dressed. I knocked and she said ok to come in. She was finishing putting her hair up in front of the tiny mirror. I was shocked by the transformation from climbing partner to the most beautiful date I had ever been with. I came up behind her, eyes wide. She smiled and said, "No kissing, no groping, you are on your best behavior. At least until after dinner."

The midnight blue dress, which ended generously above her knees, had small figured flower designs in it that set off her complexion. It was sleeveless and the broad shoulders looked perfect. 

"What inspired you to bring it? You knew that a climbing bum like me didn't deserve you fixed up like this."

She smiled thinly. "I will have words with you about that. Later. Now change, or we'll be late."

We were out the door in ten minutes. I felt totally inadequate in a wrinkly plaid shirt and pressed khakis.

On the way over, she said, "We have to impress the waitress into giving us some wine, like we did at the place on the beach. You are to hold my hand at the table and look lovestruck. I will do the rest."

She pinched my ear and pulled my wet hair. I was beginning to understand what pussy whipped meant.

As we parked and got out of the car, she tossed the sneakers and put on low heels.

"If you will wait a few minutes, I'll scrounge in the bar for a guy to take you to dinner in style. That's not me."

We were nearing the door of the Mountain Room and she hissed, "Not one more word from you! Not one. Take my arm."

I put my head up and shoulders back and did my best to look like I deserved this woman.

The hostess was very nice and gave us an excellent table. Admiring looks were obvious as we proceeded across the room. Some of the guys were giving me a glance, trying to see what sod was lucky enough to date this vision. After we were seated, Maddy hissed again, "Do your lovestruck thing."

It worked. In nothing flat, two glasses of crisp Sauvignon Blanc were in our hands, toasting each other. She said in a low voice, "Here's to my new climbing partner. Many happy returns." She giggled at the double meaning.

I stared at her. "I knew you were strong and athletic. I knew you were devilishly smart. I didn't know you had a streak of fiendish double dealing in you, designed to take down unwary males."

The eyes narrowed. "When did you start climbing? What is the hardest climb you have done? When are you taking me climbing again after this weekend? When are we getting engaged?"

I almost slipped under the table. Her face was totally nonchalant. The only thing to do was play her straight man. The waitress appeared again and we ordered. She had the lamb chops and I ordered the salmon. Both of us asked for a green salad.

"I went on my first climb in New Jersey with the Boy Scouts when I was thirteen. Two summers ago, I did the Grand Teton with two other guys and it started snowing just as we got to the summit. There is a free rappel from the top. I advise you against rappelling in fresh snow. Damn near got us killed. We will climb together again as soon as some issues between us are settled. I will propose marriage to you as soon as those same issues are settled. We are not discussing this more until later."

I smiled at her and did my own nonchalant expression.

She took a sip of wine and kept the glass at her lips, giving me an intent stare right over the rim.

"What were your SAT scores?"

"1200 and 1400. What were yours?"

"1200 and 1300."

"That's hard to believe. You are known to be smarter than I am."

"You are BSing me. When's the last time you heard a guy say he was dating a girl smarter than he was?"

I broke a smile and kissed her hand. The two Irish personalities were tilting at each other and enjoying it. She looked so damn beautiful, I was having a tough time staying in the game.

The entrees were served and we dug in, hungry from the full day. She chewed on a bite of her meat and asked, "Close your eyes and imagine yourself on your next hard climb. Am I in that picture?"

"Maddy! You are torturing me! Your brain goes too fast."

She said, too loudly, "Fast my ass, you were all over that dome this morning. I couldn't even keep track of your moves you were so fast."

Belatedly, she noticed the couple next to us had heard that and jerked with her epithet. She turned and said, "Sorry, my mother used to soap my mouth when I used gutter talk."

The other woman leaned over and whispered, "You are really in love, aren't you? We couldn't help hearing the conversation."

Maddy said, "He's one of the best climbers in the country. Took me on a dome in Tuolumne this morning. I didn't fall on him and he told me it was the best first performance he ever saw."

"OMG," she said, "you could climb with that brute and look like this for dinner?"

I chimed in, "I don't understand it either. Must be part of her stealth attack."

The guy laughed loudly and others looked at us. The woman said, "I'm Helen and that loudmouth is my fiance, Martin. He asked me to marry him last week and I said yes. He is NOT a rock climber."

Maddy moved to her knees and whispered in Helen's ear. She looked wide eyed at Maddy and said, "No!" Maddy got back to her chair, saying, "Try it, you'll like it. See the people at the climbing shop."

We finished our meal with quiet talk about insignificant things like classes, and how the football team was going to do. She said, "We can get a cone on the way back." I paid and we walked out. She got another round of attention, which put me down all over again. I asked myself, if you are one of the best climbers in the country, why is she getting all the attention?

Outside, she kissed me lightly on the lips and said, "That was nice. Thank you for dinner." Her hip nudged me. 

"We have to talk."

"That's what we said the other night and all we did was fuck."

I said, "Well, I can't make any guarantees..."

Her arm was around my neck and her tongue between my lips. Her husky voice said, "You are my lover, and I think you said before that first things come first. Right?"

My hands were on the fine ass, pressing us together. Maybe ice cream was not needed.

People were going by on the path. A quiet voice said, "Hot."

Maddy let up and thanked the quiet voice. I was hauled along to the car in a daze.

She asked for the keys and I sank down in the passenger seat.

"I think you won about three rounds ago."

We stopped in front of the ice cream shop. "You can have berry sorbet, or rocky road. I am buying."

"Sorbet."

She returned with two sorbets and we sat there trying to keep it from our clothes. I fished around in the back for a towel and wrapped it around her. "No drips on that incredible dress."

Maddy looked at me. "She called you a brute. I suppose that was a compliment?"

"Not usually, but I'm happy to take it that way. What did you whisper to her?" 

"I said rock climbing would do miracles for her sex life."

I almost choked. She smiled. "Well, it certainly has tuned up mine."

"And you sent her to those lechs in the climbing shop. The poor fiance will be an ex."

"He didn't look like much, did he?"

I closed my eyes and kept licking. "When you are done, I have something else for you to lick."

I groaned. She added, "Now that I have my own brute, there are new possibilities."

"What if I told you I see Helen on the rock with us, a party of three."

"Hmm. What is that called on the Internet? Polyamory?"

"Do you like girls too?" 

"Never tried it. Might be interesting. Have you done two women at once?"

"Never tried it. Might be interesting."

"I'm driving back. We are going to get naked and get into that too cold, too hard bed. We can talk while I warm up."

All the talk was a joke. We weren't in the bed a minute, hugging tightly, before we were asleep.

It was still dark when she said, "Pee." We actually went to the communal toilet instead of letting go outside. We just had tee's on, and you could see interesting parts if you wanted. No one was around, so it didn't matter.

Back in bed, she whispered, "No talk and no sex, what's going on?"

I kissed her, wrapped a boob with my hand, and went quickly back to sleep.

This time, there was light around the edges of the tent flaps. I was hard.

I lay there wishing we were out in the meadow, cuddled in a bag, watching the sun first touch the tops of North Dome and El Capitan. Her breathing changed as she awoke.

"What are you thinking about? I can feel your brainwaves... And your hard thing."

I kissed the back of her neck and tweaked the stiff nipple under my fingers. She pushed her butt against me.

"I shouldn't be admitting this, but I was thinking how six years on the rock have done nothing to prepare me for your brand of love."

"Hmmm. What a nice thing to say. My brand is different, is it?"

"There is so much talent and energy bottled up in you that a guy, even a brute, is always in trouble."

"Always in trouble. I like that. I like the troubled you. Actually, I am in love with the troubled you."

I hugged her tighter. She added, "Is the brute going to take me on the rock like he promised?"

She realized what she had said and laughed. "Have you had sex on the rock?"

She was pulling me over her and pointing my cock. I shoved inside and said, "Collins and I had sex, but not on the rock. She's got a nice body and I was confused enough not to notice that she was bluffing about her climbing skills until we were on a tough route."

Maddy was not confused, she was humping up and whispering, "Forget Collins, fuck me."

For the next minutes, the troubled guy and the talented cunt had great sex. I could feel all the tension from last night flowing out as she gave me dirty lines to fuck her with. "What's this troubled shit? That rod of yours is killing me. More!"

At the last moment, I twisted us over and fountained her with a grunt and a "Take that!"

She came and bounced on me and fell down into a hot kiss.

Her voice, soft at my ear, "God, what you do to me. All my nerves are shooting off, my juices are running out, and you are pounding, pounding into me until there is this explosion and I am just lost in a blaze of white light."

"All that?"

"All that. Come on, I am taking you into the women's shower and washing this goo off. Then we can go climb."

We came out of the stall to find a naked woman ready to use it. She looked at us and looked at my cock. "Honey, take that out of here before I jump him!"

Maddy elbowed me outside. "You are not troubled, you are trouble."

It is actually not that easy to find decent rock close to the Valley floor. Most good climbs have a talus hike to the first pitch. I said, "Let's start with the Glacier Point apron behind here. There is time before we have to check out."

She led, bouncing with every step.

I sipped my latte and said, "A blaze of white light, eh?"

"You stop that, or you'll never hear an intimate word from me again."

"I suppose I have to tell you how the pressure builds and builds and then the woman squeezes you and it's all coming in this incredible rush like nothing else you've ever felt, and unless you are completely into her, it is going everywhere?"

"Are we going to write this up? 'Best orgasm stories of the year?' "

The trees opened and there was the apron. Cold white granite. Cracks and slabs and smoothness all over. Thousands of feet of rock above. Small debris piles at the bottom.

We looked at it, my arm around her. "Scary," she said. The nearby waterfalls were diminished to rumbles in low water.

I told her, "Lots of routes, some of them really tough. People don't climb over here much because of rockfall. The helmets are in the other pack, so we either have to get them or come back another time. A guy was killed here a few years ago."

She pressed back against me. "Can we climb someplace in the sun? This is damn chilly."

We checked out and I drove to the Ahwahnee parking lot and sneaked a place in the back. My Nissan looked pretty sad next to the Bimmers and Lexus.

In ten minutes, we were at the base of the first pitch on the Royal Arches. The sun was thirty feet up. She tied in and I said, "You can do this chimney from the inside, or you can stem it." My favorite determined climber gave me a look and went up fast and open. About halfway, she said, "I haven't been this split in ages. Everything hurts."

I said, "Guys would pay money to see you like that."

A curse and she was the rest of the way in seconds. "I'm going to get you for that. Perv."

I stemmed it too, not very elegantly. "There are three more pitches to the pendulum. Years ago, there was a log across that slick place. You shimmied up it with a crummy standing belay in the alcove. One of my friends got to do it before it rotted out and the rangers got rid of it. The climb goes all the way up and around. Too long for today, so you get to decide where you want to turn around. The rappelling is nice."

She loved the sun, she loved the rock, and we went to the traverse before quitting. There was a big knob there where we caught some water and a snack.

She said, "Tell me what is it a girl needs besides the sun, the rock, and a guy like you?"

"If I answer that, you'll call me an asshole again."

That got me a fist in the belly and a wet kiss. "Are you going to take me somewhere important like Torres del Paine, or Chamonix, or the Dolomites?"

"You've been looking at climbing magazines when you were supposed to be memorizing organic chem."

She said she didn't need a rappel belay and went down at a good speed watching her feet. I was thinking I could take her almost anywhere climbing and not worry.

We got sandwiches and sodas and headed back. The oaks and aspens in the Merced canyon were turning and splotches of color were along the road and up gullies. Between mouthfuls, she said, "Nice, huh? Hard to leave."

"Do you admire the guys who get wrapped up in climbing and opt out of the grind?"

"I'm as attracted to it as I have ever been. But if I climbed hard every day, aiming for world class, then it would be work. A different kind of work, but still work. You and I are already working. So it's a question of values and outcomes, isn't it?"

I ran my fingers in her hair and said, "Yeah, values and outcomes. I need to remember that."

She said she would drive after awhile and curled up for a nap.

I sipped the last of my soda and thought about the body next to me. This female and I were newly occupying a common space. A space that had values and outcomes. Complicated ones. No wonder hot headed kids just leaped in and went for it. My thoughts wandered, like the winding road down through the foothills.

cont'd in Part 2 - A Journey to the Redwoods



Maddy Was Different Pt. 02



Maddy Was Different - Part 2 - A Journey to the Redwoods

Chapter 4 - A Date with Chris

Returning from the Yosemite climbing trip, we were across the central valley and on the last lap to school when she stirred and looked out.

"Hmm. You let me sleep too long. I'll drive."

"I'm fine. Relax. Another hour will do it."

She gnawed at the knuckles of my hand. "You know that business about being different persons on the rock?"

"Yes."

"While I was asleep, I got unplugged from climber girl. I'm replugged to pre-med girl and thinking about midterms."

"That's probably good. Pre-med girl went on a date with me once."

Now she had my fingers in her mouth. "Are you ever just an engineer guy?"

"All the time, until I met you."

"It bothers me that engineer guy and pre-med girl are not going to sleep together tonight."

"I had an idea about that while you were asleep. Have I ever told you about my aunt Christina?"

"Don't think so. No."

"Christina lives in her family home in Arcata. Fortyish. Husband was killed in a logging accident years ago. Doesn't have any kids of her own and is very nice to her nieces and nephews. Even now she puts a hundred dollar bill in my birthday card."

"You are taking me to meet Christina so that?"

"If we are lucky, she might provide a housing subsidy."

It was a hard week of booking midterms, but early Saturday morning found us headed north on a five hour drive to redwood country. Maddy was in her hoody and jeans, sipping on a latte and saying, "Aunt Christina is sure nice to put us up on no notice whatever."

"That conversation you had with her put us over the top."

Maddy grinned at me, "She sounded very nice and she sure has you pegged."

"I'm a sucker for tough, beautiful women."

"What about this ascender business?"

"Biologists have been going into the tree canopies to study the microbiota and finding all kinds of interesting things. Maybe Christina wants to try it. Have you ever done a full rope length on those things? It's hard work."

"Climber girls are not supposed to take direct aid." She reached over and pinched my ear.

"Be careful. I've kept my hands off you all week."

"Do you think she'll allow some loving in her house?"

"If there is a problem, I am just taking you out in the woods."

I pulled her hood up and told her to get some catchup sleep. We switched in Willits, and I was gone until she nudged me at Eureka. "Twelve miles to go."

I rang Christina and she answered right away. "You are close?"

"Yes, maybe twenty minutes. Need anything at the store?"

"No, I've got lunch ready. Did you remember to bring your climbing gear? And your sleeping bags?"

"Yes, we are dying to see what you have in mind."

"It will be fun."

I knew the two of them would hit it off, and they did, starting with a big warm hug.

"Matthew, I can tell already you don't deserve this fabulous woman."

Maddy stuck out her tongue, and I hung my head. "You are absolutely right. She tricked me into taking her climbing, and now she is doing the leading."

"I am glad to hear that, because taking instruction from her is a lot better than from you, I'm sure."

The two of them had me sandwiched and applied kisses. I was bold and got an arm around each of them with a good grip on a fine round boob.

"Look at this, we haven't even got the gear out and he is demanding favors. Please call me Chris, that aunt stuff gets old."

After a marvelous lunch of club sandwiches and local craft beer, Chris sent me to transfer the stuff in our car to the Land Rover, saying she and Maddy would deal with the food. Her SUV had all the offroad 4WD features and looked like it would go anywhere.

"Matthew, you drive and I will provide directions." After half an hour of following narrower and narrower roads, she said, "I don't tell many people about this, so you have a secret to keep. My grandfather and I were close, and to my total surprise, he left me the deed to a forty acre parcel of old growth trees that is landlocked back in here by the timber people on one side, and the national park on the other side. Both of them keep trying to find out who owns it, but I have it in a double blind trust that they haven't penetrated so far. When I go to the property like this, I always have a letter of permission from the trustee, who is a lawyer friend of mine and keeps his mouth shut."

All of the land we were passing had been cut, but the second growth was over a hundred feet tall and we were in deep shade. Chris got us through two gates, and then a final one that she said marked her boundary. The track was faint but in a few more minutes we came out of a wet creek bottom to see a mossy cabin nestled in the trees. "This is my hidden home. Inhabited by hobbits and goblins and all kinds of wildlife."

I was put to work making a fire with split dry logs from a shed. Two big coolers from the car were the refrigerator. The cookstove used wood too, and I made a fire there to take the chill off the kitchen. The tea kettle blew its whistle and we sat down to regroup.

"You probably know that the owners try to keep secret the locations of the tallest redwoods to avoid vandalism. There is one here, hemmed in so you can't get a decent sighting on it. I have been fussing over it in my mind for years, and then I read an article about the tree climbing biologists and thought of you, Matthew. I asked Maddy, and she says you are one of the best climbers in the country. When you suggested a visit, I almost fell on the floor. I hope you will agree to teach me how to get up the rope into the tree. I have been stockpiling things here slowly so as not to attract attention."

She led us in the other room and there were several chests full of brand new top of the line climbing ropes, a dozen Jumar ascenders, and other things. "The reason I asked you to bring your gear was because I didn't know what I was doing buying all this."

She was standing next to a sofa, so with a tough glint in my eye, I grabbed her around the waist and sat down with her across my knees. "Auntie, this is quite an idea you have. But you are supposed to involve the expert at the beginning of the project, not halfway through." I was checking out all the muscles in her back and legs. As bad as Maddy. She squeaked, "Matt, older women aren't supposed to be attacked in their own cabins."

"Maddy, come here and feel that. Is this an older woman?"

She reached around to the front and unbuttoned Chris's jeans, then pulled them down to reveal a fine hard ass. "Stop this. We are doing a climbing project, not ravishing your aunt."

Maddy and I took turns kneading and licking and kissing the tanned skin under us. 

"This is part of my standard pre-climb qualification test. Maddy had to go through it too. How did you get this body?"

She tried to turn over, then realized what that would reveal and slumped back down. "I've been taking classes and riding my bike. Lost ten pounds. Maybe it was a bad idea, bringing you here."

We pulled her pants up, sat her in between us, and did some more kissing and licking.

Maddy said, "You know what he did to me? Made me tell him the last time I got laid and whether I had a boyfriend. Said he didn't climb with girls who wanted sex, or didn't want sex."

Chris said, "That's crazy."

"I told him so, and later the same day, I had the best sex of my life with him. So don't believe a thing he says."

I pulled Chris into my lap and gave her a torrid wet kiss. Afterwards, I said, "I have to trust the people I climb with."

She looked at Maddy, "You mean?" Maddy nodded back at her, "Yes."

"But he's your boyfriend!"

"He's promised to marry me."

"And you are going to let him..."

"He is very tough about climbing partners. Told me he had not been serious one time and she almost got them killed."

Chris buried her head in my shoulder and said, "Oh my god. I have to give up my body to climb with this stud. My own nephew, with the incredible muscles and looking like Burt Lancaster."

Maddy crawled up into Chris's arms and said, "I'm hot for you too. Does that work?"

"I haven't had a woman in my arms like this since college. My roommate was a horny slut and came back from dates smelling of sex and attacked me. We used to have screaming orgasms." 

Maddy said, "Actually, we will make him wait. Let's take some gear and go see this tree."

Chris gave us rain jackets. "It's always wet under the trees. They drip rain in the winter and catch fog in the summer."

Chapter 5 - A Very Tall Tree

The forest floor of old growth trees is a wondrous place. Everlasting trunks of fallen giants. Moss and ferns and eternal dampness. Silence so deep you hear your heartbeat. Chris led the roundabout way.

"There, in the middle."

My climber's eye saw that it was eighty feet to the first solid branch. And the top was hardly visible beyond the rest of the branches. Maddy got me in her familiar armlock and said, "Well, climber guy, that's a bit of work."

I wrapped around her from behind. "You are taking the first lead?"

We were doubled over, laughing, when Chris asked, "Is there something wrong? You do know how to climb it?"

This produced more laughing. We wrapped her and said, excitedly, "Chris, this isn't a climb, it's an expedition! That first branch is eighty feet off the ground! The trunk is forty feet around."

I got out my phone and took pictures. Impressive as all hell.

"Guess what, we are going back to the cabin and talk this over. A hot toddy is required."

The stove in the living room was driving out the damp chill fast. There was whiskey and the toddies arrived shortly. I sipped and thought some more. Chris and Maddy looked at me.

"First, a few questions. After we get you up in that tree, what are you going to do? How far up do you want to go?"

Maddy moved us to the sofa and got comfortable on me with a blanket.

"Can we go to the top? What about a tent platform? It would be romantic to spend the night in the moonlight in the top of a tallest redwood."

Chris was a true dreamer. She had no idea of how much work it would be to engineer a platform two hundred feet plus in that tree. On the other hand, Maddy and I could have a great time doing it for her. But what about school?

"Do you have patience? Your climbing advisors are in school, you know."

Maddy had my hand on her boob, so I did the same with Chris. Maddy hummed and Chris picked it up. Maddy got up, went around, and lay on top of Chris. 

"Hmm. This is nicer than being out there in the wet." There was some soft kissing going on. I tangled my fingers in their hair.

Chris said, "I like this. Why don't you move up here and go to College of the Redwoods. I have enough money to support you." Maddy looked at me, eyes wide and laughing. 

"You are my favorite aunt, but we are finishing what we started, where we started it. If we plan carefully and use school break time, and it doesn't rain continuously, we might have you in the top of the tree for New Year's."

Chris was wiggling around. "That's wonderful. I'll do everything you say. Can we zip our bags together tonight? I don't like to sleep cold."

"Absolutely not. There has to be discipline. Three laps to the tree and back, naked."

Chapter 6 - Prusiking Fixed Ropes

They rolled me to the floor and worked me over. It was terrific. After a dozen kisses, I said, "I'm going to set up a practice prussiking rig outside. Relax for half an hour and I'll come get you."

Maddy didn't relax, she wanted to see how this worked. Fortunately, there was a good limb about forty feet off the ground and my rock went over it the first time. I put her to work spreading a tarp and arranging slings and ascenders and other bits and pieces.

"I'm going up to rig a pulley for a belay rope and wrap the branch to protect it."

I hadn't used the prusik harness in a long time. It took a bit of doing to get everything clipped, and the locking carabiner just below my chest. I said to her, "Years ago, the Swiss made a slip knot on the climbing rope and pushed them up as they went. Then someone came up with this cammed gadget and life got easier. One each for the legs, and one at your chest to keep you from falling out of the leg slings."

I felt awkward, jerking around in the slings, but after ten feet the rhythm came back and I worked up to the branch. I tied off the belay pulley with a good sling and noticed Chris watching as the rope was locked in. Maddy gave me a tension belay and I hung off it, working out of the slings. I smiled down at her, "Best not to drop me yet, just a medium descent?"

"You expect me to burn my bottom getting you down?" Maddy was laughing and I was going down.

We offered Chris the first chance to learn the prusik technique but she wanted to see how Maddy did it. Climbing girl gave me a tough look and got into the harness without a mistake. And went up better on her very first try than I had. Damn women climbers.

Christ hugged me and said, "She is terrific."

"She put on her climber girl personality for you. I've never seen anything like it."

She was about to kiss me when Maddy said, "None of that, get me down."

Chris was fine, too. After three or four tries, everyone was looking and feeling good. We left the rope up for more practice tomorrow and went back inside out of the deepening gloom. 

Dinner ingredients were spread out on the counter. Chris said, "Matt, if you serve the girls some wine, dinner will go faster." Her cheeks were pink and her eyes sparkling. Full of mischief too. 

Circling the cooks and sipping my fine red to go with the stir fry, I checked biceps and shoulders.

"You both looked good out there. These are ok for lots of vertical feet?"

That got me a hip from Maddy. "Climber guy is doubting his women?"

Whoo boy, these two were in tiger mood. "I can't even give compliments anymore?"

"We don't know whether you can be trusted. You were giving your loving aunt all that trust BS before."

"Maybe we need a truce on trust? I declare all trust issues are solved."

Chris said, "But you said I had to..."

"Maybe that's optional?"

"Optional? How can you disrespect her like that!" The kick to my shin really hurt.

"You go over there and apologize."

Chris melted into my arms and I whispered, "The two of you are making me hard. Are we going to get through dinner...?"

The kiss was long and wet, but she came up for air and said, "First he disrespects me, and now he's whispering about sex. What are we going to do?"

The two of them were grinning and laughing.

We sat around the old fashioned kitchen table and went through the meal in a hurry, with lots of wine. Climbing fixed ropes works up the appetite. 

"Dessert is on the sofa."

I stoked the fire with fresh wood and found the middle of the sofa. Coffee and chocolate cake appeared. Along with two bodies still giggling.

The chocolate cake was to die for, but I knew they were trouble. Chris took the plates and mugs away while Maddy got the blanket and went back to lounging on my thigh. This time Chris got on top of Maddy and made suggestive moves with her hips.

"Tell us about your expedition plan."

"If you are serious about a platform near the top, we need to erect rope stages, and intermediate stops with something to stand on. There needs to be a powered winch, or everyone will die hauling themselves and stuff up and down. You need to think about how to handle the disturbance at the base of the tree."

Chris put her head down and said, "I guess I bit off a lot with my little idea about going to the top of my tree."

Everyone was fading. I offered to get the bags and fix up a place in front of the fire. 

"There is a queen size blow up mattress in the car that I carry for camping. Use that. We will freshen up."

By the time I finished, they were back, dressed in knee length flannel nighties and looking great. Chris put an old fashioned chamber pot in the corner. She looked at me and said, "We are not going to the outhouse in the night. Go clean up yourself, we left hot water for you."

I came back in only a towel, since flannel nighties were not my bag.

"Look at this. He expects us to let a naked man into our bed." I dropped the towel, doused the kerosene lanterns and crawled into the space they made in the middle. Hands found me and exclaimed, "He's limp! Where is this big attack coming from?"

I applied lots of kisses, fondled both sets of boobs, and cuddled down with my eyes closed.

"He does this, getting you going and then just fades. But it is nice when he gets you in the middle of the night."

"Maddy, I feel like a college girl again. You have to tell me what to do." There was a terrific giggle that I barely heard.

I was jostled awake when both of them decided the nighties were too hot. They rubbed on me but I was asleep again without anything happening.

It was still dark the next time I woke up. The body I had my arm around was awake too. I could tell by her breathing. It was Chris, she was thicker and chunkier than Maddy. My fingers caressed the boob under it and the breathing changed. I guided her hand to me and wrapped her fingers as it began to grow. I kissed the back of her neck and tweaked the hardening nipple. My cock was doing its job and spreading her fingers out. They tested him with a squeeze. He got bigger. I nibbled on her ear and she pulled my free hand to her mouth and licked it. The cock was gently stroking itself in her grasp. My boob hand moved down and wormed between her legs, which opened magically. Maddy was awake now and her teeth were biting my shoulder muscle. I turned Chris to me and kissed her. She had a nice hard clit that was throbbing and twitching under my fingers. She sucked in a breath and gasped, "I'm gushing."

Maddy whispered, "You'll need it when that pile driver goes to work." She bit me harder and used her nails to urge my butt over Chris. I guessed that no delays were needed and went for home plate.

"Ahhh." Didn't feel like anything had been in there in a while. I hit bottom and pulled out for another try. She wiggled on me, letting the hard cock explore around in a little used sheath.

"Oh god, ohhhhh."

Maddy laughed, "I think she likes it. Save some for me."

Chris's body was in constant motion and little noises floated out of her. "Yes, yes, yes."

Sooner than I would have thought, there was a scream and wild shaking. Maddy was beating my ass and saying, "Good, good, good. You needed that, auntie!"

The orgasmic aunt was shoved out of the way and Maddy rolled me over so she could sink down from above. I got one of her hard squeezes. "You are one lucky stud, getting two fine cunts the same night."

Chris looked up. "Does she always talk like that?"

"She told me she likes sex and doesn't mind asking for it, with whatever words are handy."

"Handy," Chris repeated, lying there with a big smile in the beginning of twilight.

Maddy was posting on me. "Watch out, Chris. If you are too nice to him, he'll be wanting to shack up with both of us."

Chris had a look in her eye as she rolled up and straddled me, facing Maddy. They were kissing wildly and she was dripping on my face. I grasped her hips and drew the puffy lips down to my mouth. My tongue funneled the liquid, and pushed well into her. She tried to rise but her hips were held fast. I opened my mouth wide and tried to suck everything inside. She shouted and came again, just like that. Maddy was pestering her tits something fierce.

It was time for me to come and I eased Chris to the side so I could get Maddy on her back and administer the coup de grace. This was lover girl beneath me and she was getting the full treatment, in the dim morning light of a redwood forest cabin. We came together and held tight, kissing and shaking and saying we loved each other. Our arms went out to draw Chris in, everyone full of cum and smelling like it.




Maddy Was Different Pt. 02



After a few minutes, Maddy said in a low voice, "I'll share him, but I'm not letting him go."

"Do you have sex like that every time?"

"Yes, mostly."

I had my knee firmly against Chris's crotch and was working her boobs with my tongue.

I said, "Sex with just a sense of touch is really great. Especially with two of you. Will you be my girlfriend, Aunt Chris?"

"Only if she lets me."

They rolled me over and sat on top, smearing themselves wherever they wanted. "I guess we need to heat more water."

After cleanup, we took breakfast back to the bed nest. Chris had a pad and pencil. We positioned her between my legs and did not allow clothes. "I'm supposed to take notes while you maul my tits?"

"Maddy could take over, but she can be vicious. My hands are a better choice."

She tipped her face back for a kiss. "I've been captured by climbing degenerates. Why am I so happy?"

Maddy crept under my arm and we talked about the project. She suggested, "Chris, why don't you get some sections of boardwalk fabricated for your garden at home. They can find their way here and reduce the damage around the tree."

Chris reached up and pulled Maddy down into her lap. The pad went on top of flattened boobs. They had to have a little kiss to transfer sisterly emotion. I was being completely edged out of the picture.

Chris said, "There is a picture book about climbing one of the other big trees. I have it at home and we can see what that party did about equipment."

I asked, "Once you get this set up, are you going to invite any biologists to go up there?"

"I've been thinking about that since yesterday. What if we divert miss pre-med here into silvaculture biology?"

Maddy jerked. "Silvaculture biology? Who makes a living at that?"

"Sweet young things who live with their boyfriend's auntie and climb big trees."

Maddy straddled Chris and pulled her hair, looking fierce. "Am I being set up?"

I kissed her and said, "Well, you like to climb, you are very smart about organic chemistry, Chris needs a biologist she can trust, and?"

"I have been set up. Maybe I wasn't supposed to be a doctor anyway."

I whispered in Chris's ear, "She is smart enough to do both."

I lifted Maddy from Chris's lap and got her in my arms. She was sniffling and mumbling, "This is so nice and I am so confused..."

She jumped up and ran around the room. "Let's go climbing. At least I know how to do that."

It was chilly and damp outside. I looked up at the practice tree and said, "Ok, how do we get to the next big branch above the one we are on?"

Maddy looked at me, realizing I was turning the challenge over to her. She looked back at the tree. It wasn't obvious.

She leaned on me and asked, "We can't even stand on that slippery branch until there is a top belay. Around the trunk?"

"You could hang in the slings and try to get a line over the next limb up."

"Let me go up there and figure something out." I got a hard elbow for good measure. She went up to the branch like a shot and got herself tied off with a sling and carabiner. The next limb was twenty feet above. She pulled a weight with line attached out of her chalk bag and leaned back as far as she could. One, two, three swings and over it went. "Duck," I shouted, but the weight landed on her helmet with a good thunk. In ten minutes, she was standing on the limb with a top belay, grinning from ear to ear. "Care to come up?"

I sent Chris instead and over the next two hours, we worked through a lot of rope management issues in which I kept emphasizing there was no substitute for concentration. Chris did grab the wrong rope a couple of times, and looked unhappy when she discovered the mistake. 

"Hey, second day out, ever?" I leaned over and gave her a kiss and pinched her boob. 

She swatted at me and said, "You brought me up here without even asking if I was afraid of heights!"

"If you had a wild ass dream about going two hundred feet into a tree, doesn't that answer the question?"

Tummies were grumbling and we descended for a tea break.

I leaned against the rustic table and eyed my beautiful feisty women. A guy could get used to early morning sex and climbing all day. They sat down and wanted to get back to the expedition plan and timetable. I could tell Chris thought calling it an expedition was fine.

I had my arm around Maddy. "Even if this one is the scientific leader and very discreet, you are going to need a backup plan if the media finds us out."

Chris wrote down "backup media plan" and kept going. By lunchtime, there were four pages of detailed notes. Climbing guy was feeling better about having been launched into this with no warning.

"I need more instruction, but what if we pack up and go back to my place. There are showers and a hot tub and a nice big bed for my next lesson."

Maddy and I had her in a tight sandwich, tickling and kissing. "Bad, bad, bad," we said to her.

"Yes, I'm very bad and loving it. You two are getting inside my skin with all that talent. And sex."

Maddy said, "You are hot stuff, Chris. I'm worried. He might decide he likes older women."

I rubbed their tits and kissed the back of their necks and said I loved them both and was saving up.

Chapter 7 - A Surprise in the Spa

Coming out of the woods was the right call. Before we got to Chris's house, a driving rain was beating on the car, and Maddy got soaked just opening the garage. Chris went to start the heater for the spa and I made tea while Maddy skinned out of wet clothes and found some pants and a fleece top. 

They sat on the sofa sipping brandy infused tea while I made a fire. My ineptitude was commented on. The first match fizzled. The crumpled damp newspaper refused to catch. The kindling defied me. Suddenly, I was on my back on the floor with two demons crouching over me, turning a few flickers into roaring flame. 

"Climber guy isn't much with fire." Maddy sat on my chest, undid my fly, and played with me. He obliged by rising up out of my pants. "But he has other virtues." 

Chris leaned in and kissed me. "She is cruel. Let's go to the spa. I need your hands to work out the kinks."

The construction was impressive. A hexagonal alcove, ten feet across, with floor to ceiling glass panels, one of which was a door, and another of which opened to the garden on a nice day. Benches and hooks for clothes in the entrance way. Chris helped me out of my clothes, pinching here and there, and said, "I treat it as a soaking tub, so wash well in the shower over there before you get in."

Climbing girl slid into my arms with a hot kiss. "This is awfully nice. School and books will be hard to go back to." She leaned onto me and rubbed her tits with my hands. I closed my eyes and let the heat sink in. The third body eased up against us and my arm went around her.

"What inspired you to build such a wonderful place?"

"I have a friend, Jeremy, who is magic with wood and carpentry. He and Elena are trying to make it on their own as artists. We were at a barbeque together and he was describing a hot tub he had done for someone in town, and I knew I had to have one. Decided to open up the side of the house so it wasn't such a chilly experience in the winter."

Maddy turned into me so she could face Chris and give her little kisses. "You are spoiling us, Mom."

I blinked, that was a nice endearment, but...

"I think it is time he knows, Maddy. You did say you were going to marry him."

My arms tightened. "What's going on?"

Maddy slipped away and got out of the tub. "Go to her bed. I will bring drinks and we will talk." Her eyes had a hard look.

I wrapped Chris in a big towel and carried her to the bed, which had a beautiful antique quilt on it. "We have to fold the quilt, first."

I sat against the headboard, drying her hair. She was shaking. "This is hard."

Maddy appeared with a tray of glasses and sandwiches, a few stray drops still glistening on her glorious nakedness. My brain was calculating. Holy shit, the ages matched. Could it be true?

After a bit of arranging, we had the food in the center of a circle on the blanket. The drinks were fruit juice and tequila.

Chris said, "He may walk out on us." 

Maddy looked at me, tears running down her face. "I know. I know. Damn it. We thought we were so clever. How could I expect to fall hopelessly in love?"

"He might have to beat us. It's not a good idea to lie to your lover."

"Yes. Tie us up and beat us and make us his slaves forever." They were beginning to smile.

"Pardon me, but what the hell is going on?"

They each had a hand. The tray was cleared off. "Can we lie on you? This may take a while."

Chris started the tale. She pressed my fingers into her breast, which was distracting. 

"My parents were killed in an accident when I was little, and I was raised in this house by my grandparents. They were kind to me, but firm the way grandparents are. I was a teenage rebel, but got into Berkeley and into a lot of trouble. On probation at the end of the first term, and suspended after the second. High all the time. Sleeping around. After I was suspended, the house mother told me I needed to get a dose of the real world and grow up. After six months on the road, took a job in Colorado at a ski place. Long hours, low pay. Learned to ski, got good at it, won races, met exciting jocks. A month after Easter, no period. Roommates said to get an abortion. Cried a lot, bought a ticket back here. Grandma said we would have the baby together. You've got your hand on my baby." 

Maddy was crying again. I switched her around and held her tight. Kissed her as tenderly as I could.

"I'm not going anywhere. You don't have to tell me the rest if you don't want to."

More sobbing on my shoulder. "I feel so dumb."

"I think you should hear the rest. It's kind of funny, actually."

"Mom! How can you say that? We were so stupid."

"Honey, when a guy has great sex with two different females in the same bed, he is not likely to ask a lot of questions. He didn't know his Aunt Christina had a daughter when she was young and foolish. We didn't know he was such a terrific man and lover. Ask him if he still loves you now that he has had sex with your mother."

Now it was my turn to laugh. "A dumb climber finds an incredible partner who not only climbs fearlessly, but fucks him to death. Then she takes him to the redwoods and her mother has great sex with him in the dark. His next assignment is to get them both in the top of a giant redwood and have sex with them on New Year's Eve. What is the problem with this picture?"

Maddy was laughing and crying and beating on me. "He has turned this all around and made it into fun!"

She sat up and glared at me. "You said we were getting engaged when our issues were settled."

I stared back at her in silence. They looked at me with doubt in their eyes.

"There are conditions. Go get two big towels and the massage oil."

I got them arranged with space for me in the middle. I said to myself that a guy doesn't deserve two outstanding bodies to work on at once. I alternated sides, finding muscles that needed attention and concentrating on the massage for five minutes. There was a mumble from Maddy. "Conditions?"

I swatted Maddy and said, "This one is to go to Medical School. We need a doctor in the family."

I swatted Chris and said, "This one is to go back to school and get a B.A. and M.S. in silvaculture. We need a tree expert in the family."

"What about you?"

"I am going to be a civil engineer and P.E., specializing in exotic construction techniques using wood. We need a builder in the family."

My kneading was stronger and they were moaning. "Is that all?"

"No. I've hardly started."

"This is cruel. You are making us feel good while you lay down these terrible conditions. What about babies?"

"Yes, what about babies if all three of us are in school?" I had their legs in the air and worked ankles and toes carefully. I licked the soles and they kicked wildly.

Maddy reached out and clasped her mother's hand. "He could impregnate us both."

"Oh, what a terrible, delicious idea. We could see if Jeremy and Elena want to live in the attic apartment and trade child care for run of the house, and the spa, and the shop that Matt is going to build."

"He can't be legally married to both of us."

"He's yours. Legally. Look how well you turned out without a married mother."

Maddy's arm was around my neck. "You hear that, Matt? When she is calling us stupid young oafs, remember that once she said I turned out well."

I was hovering over Chris, my fully erect cock waving at her. The legs went up, up up and the cock went in, in, in. I leaned down and applied a very wet, very hot kiss. She humped at me and squeezed fiercely. 

"What did I do to deserve this?"

"Your daughter fucks like a rabbit. I'm just trying to see if she got that from you."

Maddy was beating on my ass and cheering. "OMG, do her! It was her idea when she heard I had a hot new boyfriend. She is letting loose all those years of doing without."

I drove Chris right up and over the edge. She swore and cried and called me arrogant. Maddy pushed me on my back and slid down the slippery cock before it got soft. "Yes, he is very arrogant. When you are as good as he is on the rock and in the sack, you can afford to be."

Chris lay there, flexing her hips and letting me run out of her. Maddy noticed and abandoned my cock to suck cum out of her mom.

I lay on my side and played kissyface with Chris. "I thought mother-daughter pairs weren't compatible with one man."

Maddy crawled on top of me and we both kissed Chris. "There are exceptions to every rule. Mom and I have been bonded since I was a tiny baby. With no parents and no husband, I got a lot of attention."

"What about the determined business?"

Chris said, "What determined?"

I had my arms around Maddy, who was wiggling a storm and kicking my shins.

"This one does not take no for an answer once she makes up her mind."

"Yes, she used to do that with me. Her grandfather was meticulous to a fault about keeping promises."

"I hope you are not determined to have my baby right now."

Humming.

"Preggers is a cheap trap a lot of women use. And regret."

They lay half on me, transferring oil, and sliding a lot. "No cheap traps."

I pulled their hair and whispered, "Our babies," I emphasized our, "will be wanted and loved."

"Wanted and loved."

I tickled them and we wrestled about. My fingers entertained their slippery bottoms and they couldn't decide whether we were having sex or more serious talk.

"What about the conditions?"

"I gave up."

They sat on me and said, "Look at that, he isn't so tough after all."

"Kisses, please."

It didn't take long and all three of us were crying. And licking tears away. And saying no more falsehoods.

I said, in a threatening voice, "Just more sex and lots of it." They each had an oily thigh, rubbing harder and harder and coming on me and putting their heads on my chest, letting the shudders run down to little quiet twitches.

"Mom, we don't deserve this."

"I know. Shut up and enjoy it while you can."

I rubbed Chris's back and asked, "How are you my aunt? Are we having incest on top of everything else.?

She had hold of me, squeezing. "Your mother's mother was my grandmother's sister. So we are pretty distant relatives. Besides, I'm not giving this up." She squeezed harder.

I reached for a blanket and spread it over three bodies and we napped.

Chris was chewing on my ear and whispered, "What do you see in an old woman like me, anyway?"

Maddy moved over on top and ground her pubic mound on Chris. "You stop putting yourself down this minute. So you had a flaming youth that ended up here in solitude. We've broken you out of that mold and we are not letting you go back. Hurry up and come with me."

I went to get some refreshments and heard the exclamations when they both orgasmed. When I returned, two incredibly sexy bodies were on their backs, legs wide open, giving me a come hither look.

I passed out the drinks, and decided I needed to execute a cleaning job with my tongue.

I had to hold on tight because they screamed and tried to get away. My grip on their ass was like iron and I sucked every bit of juice out of each one.

"Oh god, I'm wrecked. I suppose that is what we get for having girl sex in front of him."

I sipped my drink and gave them my serious look, "It's going to be hard work to get to the top of that tree."

"Hold that thought. We need to clean up."

I sat at the kitchen table while they put together a casserole and placed it in the oven. A big green salad was next. Another bottle of classy pinot noir was opened. 

Chris said, "What if I rent an apartment in Palo Alto or Mountain View? You study, I use it for the project and for getting my own schooling going. Matthew puts out a training program. Biking, swimming, running. All that triathlon stuff. We collapse into bed every night and don't even think of sex."

Maddy leaned over and pulled my hair and climbed into my lap. The wrap dress didn't have anything under it where my hand was worming. "She is hot for your cock. Don't believe that BS

about no sex at bedtime."

Chris's hands were on both of us. I hoped we weren't back into the teary business. She said, "I feel like one of those lionesses that has sex every ten minutes for a whole day and leaves the male exhausted. She reached for my crotch and asked, "When are you going to take me again?"

"Do you think a lion can squirt every ten minutes for a day? That would have to be the world's most incredible semen factory. You women only have to be on the receiving end. We males have to make it and deliver it!"

"Yes, delivery is important."

We got back on the bed, nicely tangled, and watched the last sunlight fade away. I pulled Chris close and said, "An apartment would be terrific. We couldn't afford it on our own. If we get a king bed, some workout equipment could go in the other bedroom.

"You are really going to have me sleep with you?"

I pulled her hair and said, "Lady, your daughter just told you the old mold was broken. The new mold has you in bed with us."

"What about when you want to...?"

"Mother! You already know he can have either of us whenever he wants."

"Every ten minutes?"

We beat on her. We tickled her. She screamed and promised no more smart talk. We hugged and kissed and squirmed around, edging as close as we could.

I said, "Thanksgiving break is five weeks away. Let's plan to get two platforms up in four days. Maddy and I will go back tomorrow and start looking at apartments. When we find one, you can drive down and rent it if you approve our selection. We will keep working on the equipment lists and finding out where to buy things. Maybe you can turn the boardwalk project over to Jeremy."

Maddy said, with a sigh, "Did you get that all down, Mom?"

"Not a bit of it. He is too warm and snuggly. Will he take me climbing?"

I tickled Maddy and she chewed on my fingers. "Be careful, he is very particular about climbing partners."

"I know. I figured he might have a soft moment just after his mother agreed to rent an apartment."

I pulled her on top and worked my fingers into muscles and other good places. "Kiss me and tell me you understand about how easy it is to get killed climbing. Tell me you will be serious about training and will take advice from your daughter without complaint. Tell me you don't want to do this just because Maddy is so good at it."

The kiss was soft and then hard. "Yes, all of that."

"Maddy, I think this one has the determined streak too."

Over dinner, Maddy and I kept looking at her. "What now? Is the food bad?"

Maddy looked at me and said, "A rope of three?"




Maddy Was Different Pt. 02



"I have an extra harness in the car. Let's check her out after we clean up. Can she wear your climbing shorts?"

"I have a pair from when I was... bigger." She smiled and Chris looked unhappy.

"I should have known the two of you would be trouble about my size."

We stood her in the middle of the living room and collected gear to the side. Maddy handed her the shorts and said, "Change into these."

She gave us a defiant look and dropped what she had on, revealing lots of skin and bush.

"Nothing under?"

"Well, I'm trying to keep up with the two of you. Don't all the young girls go commando?"

Maddy and I looked at each other. "Of course. Get into those and we'll help with the harness."

Maddy looked at Chris in the skin tight shorts and smiled. Both of us worked the leg straps up her legs and adjusted them to her thighs. My fingers seemed to need to follow her crease repeatedly.

"Maddy, is he misbehaving or is there some reason for feeling me up?"

"Mom, he is just making sure it fits properly. Remember, you are going to be on belay in it, and you are going to be giving others a belay. No screwups allowed."

I grabbed the harness at her waist and lifted her straight into the air. "There. Can you take that comfortably? Is your weight balanced?"

She leaned down and kissed me. "Matt, you can whip me around in this harness all you want."

Maddy asked, "Am I going to do the dynamic belay test with her?"

"Yes, but not tonight. You better behave or she'll drop you on your butt."

"What am I going to do with her?"

"We rig up a belay with a tree and Maddy pretends to take a fall. You have to demonstrate that you can take her weight and let her down gently. It requires a little practice. About the tenth time you drop her, she will complain."

Chris had a very broad smile. "You didn't tell me this was going to be fun."

We did knot study with her for almost an hour. Tying in. Setting up a belay carabiner. Setting a belay from your harness. She stopped and hugged us. "I'm getting confused. What about another lesson tomorrow?"

We helped her out of the harness. Maddy had her arm around me and we looked at Chris in the tight pants. She looked like a million dollars. Maddy said, "Chris, come here," giving her an openly sexual look.

"Guys are going to hit on you. Lots of guys." She reached out and tweaked the nipple poking through the tee shirt.

Chris clinched her daughter and whispered, "What about girls?" While their tongues played with each other, I peeled the shorts down slowly, very slowly. They were moist and I could smell her. I was hard as a rock. I stepped backward to the sofa, pulling them with me. I let myself fall softly, Chris coming down across my thighs and her wet lips opening around my cock.

Maddy wanted her and straddled her lap, head scrunched down so she could get at the luscious tits. Chris had fingers in Maddy, working quickly and wetly. They were humping and twitching and making little low noises and telling each other not to stop. I flexed my thighs and my cock, setting up a little rhythm, and rocking them back and forth.

After two days of nonstop loving, their bodies were shooting off nerve impulses in all directions and letting go in massive orgasms. After long moments of wailing and coming, they collapsed in my arms.

It was all we could do to run through the shower and tumble into bed.

cont'd in Part 3 - Reaching for the Top



Maddy Was Different Pt. 03



Chapter 8 - Chris has a Vision

It was still dark when Chris was clutching me and squeezing my morning hardness. "Oh god, I had the most incredible dream!"

I tucked her into me and rubbed her shoulder. "It's ok, Chris. We are here."

"No, no. I have to tell you before I forget. It's just too wild to believe."

Maddy was wide awake now and rubbing on Chris and making soothing noises. 

"Matthew, get that cock in me and just relax for a minute."

I lifted her leg and made an easy entrance from behind. "Ooh, that's nice. Stay right there."

"Maddy, listen to this and tell me if it is right. In my dream, the three of us were in the new apartment. We were celebrating and making out. I wanted Matthew and I wanted you too. I was really wild with wanting you both. I had an orgasm and blacked out. Suddenly, there were visions in my head and I could see the great purple head of Matthew's cock inside me. It was like that medical video where they are filming intercourse and the guy is driving back and forth, faster and faster..."

She changed her voice, "Please come with me. Please." Her pelvis started to gyrate and my cock lost control. She screamed and I came right with her, releasing a flood.

"Yes, yes. Just like that. Finish me." She pulled my hand to her breast, shuddering.

"In my dream, I could see the hole in your cock spewing white fluid straight into my cervix. It was in living color and I shook with the excitement of it, just like I did a minute ago."

"But the strange thing was, the video kept going and zoomed in so I could see millions of tiny swimmers in your semen, all of them trying to get to my egg. And then, one dove right in and there was a flash of light. And slow motion. I saw the egg start to divide, and divide and divide. And one of those announcer voices said, 'Success! It is going to be twins.' "

She was crying and saying, "Oh Matthew, I am so sorry if you are not happy. Something just got into me yesterday. I woke up and I was ovulating, and I went in the bathroom and took my diaphragm out. There hasn't been any protection for twenty-four hours."

Maddy looked at me and said, "Holy shit! You've done her at least three times."

Chris was still crying and holding my hands and saying, "Matthew, can I have your twins?"

Maddy and I were paralyzed with shock. All the fooling around had come home to roost in an instant of a sperm penetrating an egg. Chris was sitting on the edge of the bed, her head in her hands, sobbing.

Maddy and I shared an emotional moment and leaned in to reassure her. I whispered, "Chris, if you want to be a mother again, Maddy and I will be with you all the way."

She looked up. "Really? Even though I didn't ask? I was just a cheap trap like you said last night?"

I picked up her gorgeous bare body and walked us to the kitchen. Maddy came with a robe. Her face and her bottom both got a soapy wash. I put hot black coffee in front of her.

While Maddy and I made breakfast, she sat there saying, "How could I be so stupid?"

Maddy served scrambled eggs with bacon and english muffin and we sat across from her.

Maddy said, "You have a problem, lady."

Chris flinched, waiting for the next verbal blow.

"Your face is pink. Your boobs are larger. Your eyes are sparkling."

Chris asked, "Yes?"

"You are going to be a mother again and Matt and I couldn't be happier."

She broke down completely and I carried her to the sofa, where we cuddled and hugged. In a few minutes she was sound asleep. 

Driving back to Palo Alto that afternoon, Maddy and I were very quiet. After a while, she picked up my hand and squeezed it. "Being a daddy is serious, isn't it?"

I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it. "I am in a state of total confusion. I'm in love with you, but it is your mother that is pregnant. And she is having hallucinations about how she got that way. Do you think she is really pg?"

"She thinks she is. It takes a week or two before the test is reliable."

"I don't think she should be alone. We better hop on the apartment search. Maybe check Craigslist tonight."

She punched me in the arm and said, "I've got my iPad with me, dummy. I'll get to work right now if you will keep driving."

"Give me a kiss."

Another punch. "You are either very lucky in love, or very unlucky. Only time will tell..."

After ten minutes on the net, her head popped up. "Listen to this, two bedrooms, on the border with Los Altos, $3000 a month, and a $2000 deposit. Sounds quiet. They don't want any flakes with that much of a deposit."

"Call and ask if we can see it tonight. Call Chris and ask if we can make a deposit if we like it."

After Chinese fast food, washed down with Chinese beer, we showed up at the Esmerelda Apartments at 7 pm sharp. I told Maddy she should do the talking, and I would play backup.

The woman who showed us the units, there were two to choose from, was the daughter of the owner. She was a nurse and he was partially invalid from severe arthritis. "He needs the income from this property to live on, so he is conservative about who he rents to. If you are interested, I will see if he is willing to see you tonight.

Maddy explained that we were students, that she was pre-med, and that her mother would be living in the unit with us because she was returning to school for specialized training in forestry management.

The nicer one had a garden view and some extra square footage. Maddy glanced at me and I nodded. Chris would not mind the $3500 a month. I looked at the view out the generous picture window and saw my mother sitting here quietly growing twins. OMG.

The woman, Nellie was her name, asked if we wanted to make a deposit, and see if her father would take us. Maddy looked at me. "May we take a minute to call Madelaine's mother?"

Maddy kept up conversation with her about medical school, and I rang Chris.

"Hey, I am standing in the front room of an apartment with a picture window view of the creekside and lots of trees. It's five hundred dollars more than the other unit, but very nice. We could send you a picture if you like."

"Take it. I'll make you whole when I get there. Jeremy says he will check my house twice a day until they can move in. I'm thinking of driving tomorrow. Did they say when we could occupy?"

"I'll ask and call you back. There are lots of good motels in the area."

"Matthew, I have to tell you something. I threw up about a half hour ago."

"So it wasn't just a dream."

"You and Maddy were very nice to me this morning. Am I still ok with you?"

"Very ok. They say pregnant women want sex all the time."

"You concentrate on taking care of my Maddy. She puts up a tough front, but she is vulnerable under all that armor. Don't go back to your dorms. Sleep in the new apartment if they will let you. Otherwise, get a nice motel room and make hot love. I'm paying."

I clicked off and followed the two women to the owner's unit. The old man seemed very alive, but leaned heavily on his cane.

"Nellie is smiling, which is a good sign," he said. "Please sit down and tell me a little about yourselves. Why do you want to live here?"

Maddy gave him a nice story about our engagement, and not wanting to be separated in the dorms anymore. And about Chris moving here to get a forestry degree so she could manage her land better.

"Your family owns trees?"

This generated a quick tale of three generations in the redwoods, and her widowed mother's efforts to preserve what hadn't been cut, and manage the second growth for sustained yield.

Henry Yee, the owner, smiled and invited us to give him a deposit check. I wrote it out and asked if he would hold it for a day while I moved some funds to my checking account. He said that would be fine. Did we want to sign the lease tonight or tomorrow?

"If it is agreeable to you, we will sign now, and would appreciate an opportunity to sleep here tonight. We have been camping this weekend, and can pretend we just found the perfect spot for another night."

Nellie and Henry smiled and said that would be fine. As we went out, Nellie asked Maddy to follow her, handing the keys to me. When I got back from the car with our stuff and bags, Maddy was at the door with a basket of breakfast makings.

I was fixing the air mattresses when she fell on me, biting, scratching, licking. Telling me how much trouble I was in. I finally realized the wild woman was completely naked and tearing my clothes off as well.

I fought back, realizing my lover needed to let it all out. A knocked up mother with hallucinations, a sexy boyfriend who said he would marry her on no notice whatever, a med school admission hanging in the balance.

"Madam, this is outrageous behavior. You are going over my knee."

She hissed in my ear. "You are the outrageous one. Getting my own mother pregnant! How could you? I thought you were saving this big cock for me. We did get engaged, didn't we?"

I was saving my cock for her, and she got it that very minute, splayed out over pillows and sleeping bags. I took her from behind, jamming myself hard into her with a grunt.

"Oh god, you have no manners at all. I'm not some slut who wants it every which way. Give me decent sex, will you."

I flipped her over, driving back in and covering her mouth with a long, hot kiss. The violent fucking only lasted a minute. She screamed and came, and I reciprocated with a flood of my best stuff. She was crying and hanging on to me for dear life. I turned us over again, and she worked all the emotion out, crying and then finally giggling.

Her tongue licked mine and she said, "Matthew, this is so incredibly screwed up I can't believe it. How am I supposed to study and get into med school with a pregnant mom and a horny mate?"

"Put your head down and tell me you love me and go to sleep."

All messed up and tangled together, we slept until it was getting light at five. The shower felt good. It was a real shower, not a tub. Another brownie point for Esmerelda Apartments.

Maddy was across my lap as I brushed out her hair. She called Chris, saying her mom was always up early.

"Where are you, dear, at this ungodly hour?"

"I am in Matthew's arms in the new apartment, and he is brushing out my wet hair. The coffee is brewing and we are so grateful to you for letting us have this delightful place."

"Did you get some loving last night?"

"He was a beast. I punched him and kicked him and he beat me. I've never come so hard in my life."

"Is he going to get you a ring?"

She looked at me, "He says he will, but maybe I would like something else instead."

"Madelaine, you are crazy in the head if you don't want an engagement ring."

"I had to tell him I was different in order to go climbing with him. I kind of like it that way now." She reached down and pinched me.

"So are the two of you paired up or not?"

She turned and kissed me. And again. "Very paired up. We just spent the night together on your floor. When are you coming down? We don't think you should be alone right now."

"Let me see if it is ok with Jeremy and Elena for me to disappear today."

"Speaking of ok, is it alright with you if we buy a king size bedroom set and get it delivered today?"

"You are really going to do it? Fold me into that big bed with the two of you?"

I said, in my most aggressive male voice, "Honey, if you don't get that incredible body here pretty damn quick, I just don't know what might happen!"

Maddy laughed loudly and said, "Mom, what we both are going to do is put our noses into some neglected textbooks. See if you can get on the road in time for dinner here, and don't forget the bridge traffic, although you will be coming the right way."

Some studying got done, but so did moving and buying a bed and paying extra for same day delivery, and finding grocery essentials. I dearly hoped Chris had replenished my checking account by electronic transfer because otherwise I was a big time deadbeat.

We were bouncing on the new mattress and swatting at each other when Chris walked in the open door.

"Hello, anyone home?"

She appeared in our doorway and we smiled at her.

"Just look at the two of you! This might as well be your honeymoon. I've never seen two people so in love. Give me a kiss."

We gave her tender kisses and then wrestled her down for some play.

"God, I drive all day, and have to fight my way into your apartment when I get here. More kisses."

I left the bed to fix drinks. They were in each other's arms when I got back, humming and whispering. Chris was saying, "I am so happy to be here. It's like magic what you do for an old, lonely lady."

I handed the drinks to Maddy and stuffed my hand down the front of her shorts. "I'll show you about old."

She shrieked and beat on me. "Have some manners, hellion!"

"Anytime I hear you say old, my hand is going to warm your bare ass. Do you hear!"

She fell on me, giggling and saying, "Yes, master. No more old."

"Better. Did you actually bring some dinner? We invested in a card table to honor the fancy eats."

The Thai food, with Thai beer, was just right. Chris said, "There's some special flan in the kitchen. Why don't you fix it and bring it to the bedroom, Matt, I have something to show Maddy in the bathroom."

When I wandered in with the bowls of dessert and some wine, they were perched together against the headboard in matching short silk nighties in gold and red narrow stripes. The effect was enchanting.

"Wow! Look at that. Chris, you are just full of great ideas."

"Matt, I thought of buying something for you, but somehow a studly young man looks best in his skin!"

They forced me in the middle, and dared me to keep him quiet. I tried. I really tried. Two determined sexy females were too much. He rose up from a nest of curly brown hair and waved at them. They each sat on one of my thighs skin to skin, as they scooped luscious flan into their mouths. All four nipples enticed me through the thin silk of the nighties. 

"How am I going to survive both of you coming after me?"

"You're not. Give up now."

I surrendered my dish and sank down, eyes closed. "I suppose this is leading up to an awful concession of some kind. Didn't I already give in Arcata?"

Chris lay on me and I thanked her for the flan. Her body felt good. I kissed her neck and made little noises.

"Maddy, he is tightening his web. I have never felt as well loved as this."

"I told him that if you are really pregnant, a lot of TLC is necessary."

"Hmmm. Can I tell you a secret?"

Maddy pushed her on top of me so both of us could work on her back and legs.

"When it is quiet in the morning, before the sun is up, I can tell the tiny things are busy dividing. It feels like a small factory is at work. Just a few tremors in my lower belly. It's kind of like they are saying, "Thanks, mom, for helping us do our grow thing."

"Hmmm. An interactive fetus. Two of them. You and Matthew are forging a new chapter in the digital world?"

"I don't know, but it is a wonderful feeling. Not like when they are making me throw up."

In an emotional moment, I kept my eyes closed and my hands stroking. How did Chris know I needed this bonding? Now there weren't just three of us, there were five.

Maddy got her face up to mine for a serious long kiss. Chris's fingers were working and wrecking her hair. There was a lot of humming going on.

Somehow, they took my clothes off and got the three of us under the covers. In the middle of the night, I had to pee and was sandwiched between warm bodies. Which way to go? I rolled over the body to my right and a hand caught my cock. "You didn't ask permission."

There was a nipple barely visible right below my mouth and I fastened on it. "Hmmm. I guess you can go."

I had hardly started draining when they were nudging me from the side with two warm boobs. "What about privacy and modesty?" They giggled and squeezed me. The stream was wandering dangerously close to the edge of the bowl. "You are going to make a mess." More giggles.

Back in bed, everyone was wide awake. Our first night in the new bed, in the new apartment, with our new family of five. OMG.

Maddy said, "I want him. We have to celebrate the new bed."

Chris said, "No, I want him. Pregnant females are horny."

I manhandled them atop one another and plunged into the highest pussy. An appreciative grunt and squeeze. Little moans in the dark. After a minute, a shift downward. The other wet cunt was ready. Louder moans and humping, making our little mountain heave about.

I had a nice rhythm going when a voice said, "You better take me climbing before I get big."

The other voice said, "Yes, we must go climbing soon."

I said, "Nobody's going climbing until after midterms." I drove harder, feeling the maleness in me surging. I appreciate them, so let them appreciate me. Harder, faster. Now they are responding, clutching at him, crying out with small orgasms. I don't stop. I am energized. My babies are growing. Ahh, a great eruption of hot, white juice. Some in one, and quickly, some in the other. 

Complaints. "Big cocked bastard." "Just dumps himself anywhere." "Expects us to go back to sleep in his mess."

They piled into the shower after me, giggling and pounding. "God, he is such a stud! We have to keep him around."

Two weeks saw Maddy and me safely past midterms. Thanksgiving and a return to the giant redwood was looming on the calendar. Chris was a whirlwind of finding forestry courses in odd places. Matching up transferable credits. The throwing up was ending, as it had with her first pregnancy. We ran every morning and it made a difference in her shape. We had sex every evening, and many times in between. They set each other off. Maddy and I would bike back from class and find her in the kitchen, working on dinner in nothing but an apron, shaking her bare ass, and pointing to the orange juice for her and margaritas for us on the counter.

The best part of sex with them was fighting on the bed, which ended up with one and then the other firmly impaled on my big, hard cock. After too many messes, there was a permanent big beach towel in place. We would talk over the day while they came down off violent orgasms, which they claimed were all my fault. I beat on them and they beat on me. Chris got her hair cut to match the college girls and looked years younger. I spread her out between my legs and Maddy trimmed the pussy thatch to an enticing short length.

At dinner one Thursday, I declared we were going to Pinnacles on Saturday, leaving early. Maddy took her mom to the climbing store to get proper clothes and gear. Her own harness. Simple hardware for belaying and rapelling.

The early morning shadows in the volcanic grottos of the park were full of dark mystery. We started with an easy wall, Maddy providing the top belay, and me giving some technique advice about balance, three point moves, keeping body out. It was chilly enough to shiver, but she loved it, scampering to her belayer with a kiss.

We went to the famous pitch where Maddy came off and our relationship started. This time, she insisted on going first, and I provided a belay. Chris watched, and heard awful curses as Maddy discovered the rock was as unforgiving as before. I kept my mouth shut this time. She concentrated hard, climbing right in front of her mother, and came up smoothly to me, swatting at my head with an oath. "Take that, smartass. I saw you smirking."

To our astonishment, Chris did the same pitch without falling off. "God damn, mom, you are ready for Yosemite!" They hugged at the top and I saw the wide grin on the new climber's face.

We put Chris in every climbing situation. Belaying, rappeling, taking a short fall, practicing jamming. She was a natural. Maddy was right, her mom was ready for Yosemite. But not this fall. The tree would be her Yosemite experience.




Maddy Was Different Pt. 03



Chapter 9 - Platforms in the Tree

The big Arcata house was warm and cozy, courtesy of Jeremy and Elena and little Jeff, who were well settled in. The top floor suited them fine. Jeremy had built a beautiful wooden fence to keep Jeff from tumbling down the steep stairs.

Chris's big car was stuffed with ropes and gear for the first and second platforms in the tall tree. Jeremy helped bring it in, and was fascinated by all the technology. Chris swore him to silence and recruited him to the climbing support team. Later in the day, there was a scream from the kitchen and we all rushed in. Elena was hugging Chris and laughing up a storm. Chris was pink as could be.

Elena said, excitedly, "She is going to have a baby and is very happy!"

I stood there, feeling stupid, with Maddy's arm around me. Chris said, "She brushed against my boobs and gave me a look and I knew my secret was out."

Chris came over and gave me a big kiss. "Matt, we are not going to be secretive about this. I am terribly happy to have you as the father of my twins and so is Maddy. She will have hers when school is not such an issue." The three of us smiled at Jeremy and Elena, who smiled back and hugged each other.

We drove to the cabin in the deep woods the next day with a carefully packed first load of climbing equipment. It was drizzling and I said to myself that we needed to get used to building and climbing in the wet. Jeremy had a pickup with a trailer loaded with sections of boardwalk. It took most of the day to get it settled in the damp grass and duff. Chris and Jeremy decided another hundred feet was needed and would be constructed after we went back to school. Elena and Jeff came out and we had a cabin slumber party that night. Jeff saw me in zipped bags with my women and talked his way into bed with his parents. With three women in charge, there was a giant lumberjack breakfast the next morning and everyone went out to witness the use of my secret weapon.

I had a replica of a medieval crossbow, complete with a crank. The finned bolt had tough nylon fish line attached to it and I carefully draped it on the ground in a snag free circle. At least, I hoped it would be snag free.

Making everyone stand behind me, I cranked the bow to full stretch and aimed at the big branch eighty feet up. The bolt shot straight for the target and into the middle of the branch with a giant twang.

Maddy pounded my shoulder. "Matt, you hit the center of the target! The flaming bolt set the castle on fire and we are winning the battle!"

Then she said, "Oops, wrong story," and everyone laughed hard.

The second bolt sailed right over the branch and the men went to work sending a climbing rope up and over the limb. Maddy pleaded with me to be allowed to use the ascenders first, and went up like a squirrel, squeaking and giggling. Jeff said, "Look at Maddy!"

By lunch time, we were ready to build the first platform around two branches at about the same elevation. It had cleared up, so we sat on the boardwalk with our sandwiches and looked at the tree and the platform pieces laid out on the ground. 

Chris said, "Looks confusing to me."

I responded, "We'll send you up and belay you to the tree, like the figurehead on a clipper ship, and you can supervise."

Maddy reached over and pulled my hair. "If you don't behave, there is a tender part of you that will get severe supervision by me."

Elena and Jeremy looked at each other and laughed. 

"Actually," I said, "we need three or four people to corral all the parts so they can be assembled. I will rig a strong belay line on the tree, and others should have a safety line on their harness they can clip in with. No falls on this project!"

Jeremy became the ground person, with Elena as backup. Chris and Maddy and I jumared to the platform site and established a beachhead with a six foot by two foot length of reinforced plywood. An hour later, we had a four foot by eight foot platform with safety lines that would be our main staging area for the smaller platforms above. It was hard to tell how tall the tree really was, but if the top had not been blown out of it in the past, the full height was likely to be over three hundred feet. We were only one third of the way up. Fortunately, the higher we went the closer together the branches got.

By four o'clock, in the gathering dusk, we had fixed lines to two hundred feet. Tomorrow, the next platform would go there. The three of us rappeled off, thoroughly beat.

Elena, bless her, had heated a huge quantity of water, and the women sluiced down in the kitchen while Jeremy and I relaxed with cold beers in the other room and stoked the fire. Jeff ran back and forth, reporting on progress. He couldn't understand why his mom was standing naked in a big galvanized tub while Chris poured water over her.

Jeremy gathered his son and said, "In the old days, there was no running water, so someone had to heat it up and pour it over you to get clean."

Jeff's eyes were wide, "No running water. So that's why there is no toilet?"

"That's right. Did you know half the population of the earth still doesn't have flush toilets?"

"Oh, that's really sad. Why don't we do something?"

"People are working on it, but it takes time, and a lot of money, to build water systems."

The women came out in their towels and the tub was turned over to Jeremy and me, who got the lukewarm end of the water, and did not spend much time washing.

Over dinner, Chris was exuberant at the rapid progress. "I am so excited! Elena, I got up there on that tiny piece of plywood and I almost wet my pants I was so high!"

Maddy and I exchanged looks. We had been a bit nervous ourselves. A tree platform gives you a straight down look at the ground. No room for error. I took her hand and squeezed.

I looked at Elena and Jeremy and asked, "Any interest in going up?"

Jeremy nodded while Elena was vehemently saying, "No thank you! That's almost as bad as those poor people who get helicoptered out of the woods in those wire baskets."

Jeremy said, "Honey, I'll go out tomorrow for a basket and we will have you up there in no time..."

She yanked his hair, "You devil, you probably would do that."

I said to Elena, "Here is the special deal we have for you. When we come back at Christmas to do platforms three and four, the first thing will be installing a power winch. Jeremy will be stationed on platform one to make sure everything gets higher up without problems. At the end of the day, we will winch you to him with dinner and sleeping bags. You will have all night under the stars to enjoy romance. Maddy will look after Jeff."

Jeremy smiled, Elena rolled her eyes, and Chris laughed loudly. Maddy yawned and pinched my ear. "You have too many ideas. Let's have dessert on the sofa."

Miraculously, hard ice cream emerged from under dry ice in the cooler. And chocolate sauce warmed on the stove. Jeff hopped up and down. "Mom, can I have a little extra sauce?"

In front of the fire, it was a contest to see who was going to finish their ice cream before falling asleep.

We had warm bags and Maddy spread them away from the fireplace. 

She pushed her back against my front. "Nice work today, partner."

"Nice work yourself. We might actually get to the top at Christmas."

"Hmm."

The light was very dim in the morning when we heard, "Mom, I have to go."

"Just run twenty feet outside the door and tinkle in the grass."

"Aw, I wish we had a bathroom."

"So do a lot of other people, like your dad said."

With another lumberjack breakfast, we went out to organize the parts of the second platform. The mist was heavy and I warned the others about slippery everything. We could have used the winch today, but the generator to power it still had to be purchased.

An hour's work had the parts raised to the first platform and three of us clustered around it, tied in. Chris was flushed and energetic. I was amazed at her calm that high in the tree. She really did have a thing for heights. She had a supply of slings and would be sending pieces up to Maddy and me.

At two hundred feet in a tangle of branches, my climbing buddy and I looked at each other, smiling thinly. "Remind me how your mom talked me into this project?"

"Idiot! She got you out of your mind with lust. Three orgasms later you were putty."

We were both tied in well, so I swatted at her. "One of these days, your pussy power is going to fail..."

"That will be a cold day..."

Our muscles got a real workout, but soon there was another platform beneath our feet, securely fastened to sturdy branches. "Before we go down, let's get Jeremy and Chris to send up tarps to cover this to keep it from getting soaked and slimy while we are gone." For the same reason, I pulled up and coiled under the tarp all but one rappel rope. Taking no chances, I gave Maddy a kiss and doublechecked her locking rappel carabiner. Down she went.

When I got to the first platform, they were embracing. Chris was almost dancing. "Matt! You are my hero. The other platforms took months of preparation and you've got us halfway up in two days!"

I smiled to myself and secured the platform with its own tarp while they went the rest of the way down. With my arms around them, we stood on the boardwalk and gazed happily at our work. 

The women decided a real shower and a real kitchen were required and started gathering things while Jeremy and I talked about the winch and the generator. Rigging it was going to be complicated. He said, "We might be able to find a used generator, but maybe, with the time pressure, we should just get a new one with battery start."

I added, "A little bit of hassle goes a long way with those things. Maybe we can buy a soundproof cover for it too. Chris would like that, I think."

The winch, which came from lumber company surplus, had five hundred feet of half inch cable and was seriously heavy. At least six hundred pounds. We would need to rent or borrow a bobcat and trailer it as close as possible, along with the winch and generator. With those images in our minds, we helped load the vehicles and drove back to the big house.

I needed a run, but the morning's exercise turned the run into a nap in front of the fireplace instead. Maddy leaned on me, my arm around her. Chris lay on Maddy and said, "The tadpoles are really happy. I can feel them wiggling."

I drowsily wondered about her powers of invention, and decided it was fine. Anything to keep mom happy was good.

Jeremy drove us to the airport in the morning. The SUV stayed north, it was just in the way in Mountain View.

After all the excitement in Arcata, we felt a little lost in the apartment. Books beckoned, but the enthusiasm for studying was missing. We stretched out on the bed and talked about the project. Chris lay across us, idly kissing one and then the other of her climbing team. My hand was on her behind, feeling the muscles flex under it. 

"You are getting into fantastic shape, Chris. Supermom, we are going to call you."

She licked us. "I have to keep my team morale up. What about some loving?"

"I'll take a massage. Maybe that will lead to some loving. He is pretty limp."

They got the big towels and worked on me. I worked on them. The atmosphere was warm, tired and mellow. He stayed limp. I thought to myself that living with pussy was different than chasing pussy. Both were fun, most of the time. Especially with two women like Maddy and Chris, who liked sex and weren't afraid to ask for it.

The next thing I knew, it was getting light and I could smell the coffee. I kissed them and sat at the kitchen table. 

"You weren't much of a lover last night." 

"You beat my ass up and down that tree of yours enough times and there's nothing left. How are the tadpoles this morning?"

"I was lying in the dark waiting for sunrise and they were busy. Happy busy." She came over and hugged me. "I am so excited I pulled that stupid trick on you. I was feeling guilty for a week, even though you said it was ok and even though I had that incredible dream. But now, my body is doing all these different things and I really feel like a baby factory."

She climbed into my lap and asked, "Is that just too, too silly?"

Maddy pushed into our circle and said, "You keep thinking that way. Every positive thought is good. We can ask the twins later if they were happy in the womb." She laughed and kissed her mom.

The weeks flew by. Quarter final exams were right in our face and we scrambled for good test results. Chris was everywhere, making sure food was served, runs were taken, her own course program nailed down. A couple of times, Maddy and I tumbled into bed to discover she was completely naked, with perfume on, and ready for sex. Lying there exhausted, Maddy and I held hands and our resident vixen got all the juices running and beat the orgasms out of us. She didn't have to beat too hard. The body got new curves and tougher muscles, and turned both of us on. I surprised Maddy one night, when she was lying on top of Chris, by shoving the smallest vibrator into her ass at the same time my cock went in her pussy. Chris saw what was happening and kissed her hard as she tried to scream and had a giant come.

She flipped herself over and shouted, "Oh, I am so going to get you for that!"

Chris tweaked Maddy's nipples and said, "She sure came for you, Matt. Maybe we need to clean her out back there and use the real thing."

The two of them rolled around, Maddy cursing and promising a special cleanout for Chris if there was any more talk about butt fucking.

Two weeks before Christmas and just before finals, we held a project meeting. After breakfast, in the bed, and without clothes, so we could concentrate. I tried to hold on to my latte, but the girls were full of piss and vinegar. Or pretended.

Chris had talked to Jeremy about the generator and transportation. Both were under control, especially after Chris gave him a blank check. 

I asked, "Tell us again, your vision for the installation at the top. What would you like and how long does it stay up?"

She lay her naked torso across us for a back rub. Maddy and I obliged, thinking moms needed coddling.

"We have so many other commitments, including a couple of little things in me, that I think we celebrate victory for a day or two and come on down. Anything that can mold or rot should come down too. But I was wondering, what about leaving some cable in place so it can be recreated on short notice?"

I swatted the pretty bottom. "Maddy, she wants her cake and eat it too!"

Maddy's swat was soft and she said, kissing me, "A girl has to keep her options open."

I sighed and closed my eyes. The hand belonging to the body across my lap grabbed my cock and squeezed. "Hey, don't we get some reward for all the free pussy?"

"Free! My aching muscles!" Everyone laughed and wiggled and applied kisses here and there.

I whispered, "We can get stainless cable from one of the boat shops. That's a great idea. You might want to have a fundraiser for some good cause now and then. Although that would blow your cover. Shouldn't we be thinking about videos of the final effort?"

Chris whispered, "The twins are going to want to see pictures of me at the top when they were inside me."

Maddy said "Aww." and put her head down. I rubbed her back too.

I said, in as brisk a voice as I could manage, "If you two keep having tender moments with me, we won't get to the top anytime soon!"

"Spoiler." "Slave driver." 

I said, "What if we make Elena the official photographer and media rep? We can buy her some decent equipment. She will have to come up the hoist to take pictures and video."

"Jeff will be really excited to see his mom riding to the top of the tree. Maybe we can tie him in tightly for a ride too?"

I said, "Better to tie him to Maddy. There is going to be some tricky footwork to keep people and things clear of the tree as they go up."

Later, on the way over to the library for some finals prep, I asked Maddy, "How long in advance of wanting to get pregnant do you stop taking the pill?"

That got me a hard stare. "It varies from woman to woman. Some will ovulate right away, and others take a while to start again. Why do you ask?"

"I was thinking, just thinking, that if you conceived in the top of that tree on New Year's eve, you could deliver before med school starts in the fall."

"OMG. And the twins would have a sibling, sort of, and three are as easy as two to take care of, and..."

"You get the idea."

She pulled my hair. "That is subversive. Almost as nasty as Chris taking her diaphragm out."

She leaned back and half smiled. "You dog, you. Wanting a pregnant wife while you are still in college. Are you mad?"

"No, this is just a plain economy move. Better to have both of my women pregnant at once..."

"If we do this, I promise a lot of chores for the father. A lot."

"Hmmm. Back rubs, front rubs, hot sex."

The punch on my arm was hard. "I suppose I am to think about this and keep it a deep dark secret from my loving mother?"

"Just a thought."

We walked up to the library entrance with my arm still getting pounded. "Damn you, my studying is ruined. How is a girl to concentrate when her fiance is talking about wild sex in the top of a three hundred foot tree?"

I was thinking of other exciting places to conceive our child, like a rock face somewhere, but kept my mouth shut. I had created enough trouble for one day.

That night, we were brushing our teeth side by side in the bathroom, and she said, "Ok, it's a deal," and giggled, "No more pills."

The clinch and kiss were red hot. She whispered, "Hey, save that for the real moment," and giggled some more. When we climbed into bed, Chris said, "What are you two so happy about, I thought you were paralyzed over your finals?"

"Maddy was telling me it is a good thing you are not showing if Elena is going to be making a video up there. Can you see the headline, "Mom celebrates pregnancy in top of tallest redwood?"

"Behave. I'm going to talk to the twins about your bad behavior."

Chapter 10 - The Final Push

It was astonishing what a difference Chris made to our morale and our test taking. My usual panic disappeared. In the evening before a test, she would bring decaf and a cookie, and rub a big boob in my face and promise wild sex as soon as exams were over. 

Instead of wild sex, the three of us hopped in the sad old Nissan and headed north as soon as the last test was over. Nellie, the landlord's daughter, said she would be happy to water the plants while we were gone. The weather was socked in by the time we got halfway up the road to Arcata, and the last sixty miles were in a downpour. Chris pulled our hair and said she would look for a Starbucks on her phone. That turned out to be in Eureka and we decided coffee at the big house was a better deal. 

We pulled in to a warm welcome from Jeremy and family. The house was toasty, and we fell in a heap on the sofa. Elena served hot chocolate and grilled cheese and ham sandwiches. Jeff sat on the floor with his lunch and asked nonstop questions about the tree project. I wandered into the kitchen and told Jeremy and Elena that Jeff deserved a ride to the top, but it should be a Christmas present from Chris. I also mentioned that we had an idea about Elena helping with a critical support job and we could talk later in the day about it. By the time I went back to the living room, the bodies were sleeping. I gathered up the plates and did kitchen cleanup, shooing Elena away and into the arms of her man. They sat at the counter and we talked quietly about the next stage of the project.

"We have to be careful about conditions at the top. There could be rot, wind damage, who knows what. Chris has been climbing with us in Palo Alto and can handle herself up there. I think she and Maddy should be the 'summit party.' The rest of us can concentrate on getting the right gear in place and rigged safely."




Maddy Was Different Pt. 03



I took a piece of paper and wrote on it, "Elena Gonzales, Chief, Public Affairs and Media Relations, Redwood Ventures, LLC."

"Matthew, what does this mean?" 

I smiled at her and said, "Ask Chris when she wakes up. Then come talk to me about equipment you will need."

She showed it to Jeremy, who grinned at me. "She is very good at public affairs."

He got a hard swat and a "Jeremy, you are awful, take that back."

"When we were dating, we had a fight and broke up. The next thing I know, some guy from Eureka with money is romancing the heck out of her. I had to get on my knees and ask her to marry me to get her back. We call it her affair."

She sniffed. "Not much of an affair. He never even got in me." The smile was brilliant and they had a hot kiss. I said, "How about a little siesta? I'll look after Jeff."

She disappeared up the stairs, dangling over Jeremy's shoulder and giving me a sultry look.

I was sitting at the dining table with a drawing of the tree and the four stages when a tongue licked the back of my neck and arms wrapped around.

"Hmm. We are going to do it, aren't we?"

Her warmth flowed through me. I thought of the different personalities of Madelaine McCarthy. Brilliant, hard working pre-med student. Fearless rock climber. Sexual aggressor with a temper. Friend, lover, confidant...

She leaned over my head and filled my face with her hair. "I was wondering if you wanted..."

"Jeremy and Elena are up there. They might hear us."

"We might hear them. Does listening to couples having sex turn you on?"

She kissed and bit my ear as I carried her up the stairs. There were noises coming from the third floor but we were too busy shedding clothes and falling into bed to pay attention. I was just fully inside a giggling Maddy when Chris trailed in. "You could wait for me."

"I thought you said we could have private sex if we wanted?"

"You can. I'll leave." She sounded sad. Maddy reached out a hand and said, "Don't you dare leave, come here and help."

Chris smothered Maddy with her pregnant tits and I plunged forcefully into her cunt. "Hmm. Better. Very better. Harder."

I flipped us over so I could kiss Chris and said, "I told Jeremy I would watch Jeff so they could have a siesta."

Maddy clenched and said, "I'm almost there. Finish me and I will go find him."

Chris waited for Maddy's climax and kissed her to cut off the wail. The body under me twisted and shook and sank back with eyes closed.

Rising, she whispered to Chris, "He still knows how to please his women."

Chris lay on me, coupled up and squeezing. I asked, "Happy to be home?"

"Yes. Especially with you and Maddy and Jeremy and Elena here. The house feels better with people to fill all these rooms. My grandfather would be pleased." I had the sheet up, working my fingers in her back muscles. Gentle squeezes were keeping me hard. 

"Matthew, I can feel energy pulsing out of you. Your body seems to like me, and like this place."

"It does. This was all a lark until I discovered I had impregnated one of my lovers, and the other one was whispering in my ear about maybe she needed a baby too. Now, I have to get everyone safely up and down the tree, including twins currently enjoying special packaging. Did you see my sketch on the table?

A long kiss and several squeezes were required before she said, "I did. Tell me what remains to be done."

"I am to talk while you work on me?"

"If you don't mind. The twins and I enjoy you being in there."

"Ok. The biggest job is for Jeremy and me to get the hoist and its generator installed and tested, including all the emergency stop mechanisms. After that, we can get some experience using it by raising the third and fourth platform materials to the big second platform we built the last time."

The excitement of my talk was getting to her, and just as Jeremy and Elena were creeping by, she let out a loud wail and shouted, "Yes!"

She was shaking on me and telling them, "Get in here."

They didn't look as though there had been much napping on the third floor. Chris laughed and gestured at me. "He had to do double duty, making me come and answering questions about the climb."

Elena smiled and hugged Chris. "We do need these menfolk, don't we?"

I told them, "We will clean up and be down for a conference. Perhaps some tea would be good?"

Darkness was coming early on this late fall day, with heavy clouds ready to open on us. Jeremy and I agreed the generator had to have a shed cover over it, and several heavy duty tarps to keep supplies and equipment out of the wet. Even so, we weren't going to be able to move up in the tree in serious rain.

While Jeremy built up the fire, I added some brandy to the tea, except for Chris, who was being good about no alcohol for her babies. She began making a large salad while Maddy browned stew meat and put the casserole in the oven. Elena got chilled dough from the refrigerator and made small rolls to go in the oven at the last moment. 

I said to Jeremy, "With support like this, we are going to have to earn our keep tomorrow with the carpenter tools."

Jeff said, "Daddy, can I help tomorrow? I'm good with tools."

Jeremy smiled at his son and said, "Yes, you are getting to be a very good helper. If it is not raining in the morning, you may help Matthew and me."

The weather report was not encouraging in the morning, but it was dry for the moment. We picked the locations for the winch and the generator, and set to work constructing solid foundations for them. The top sleepers were extra long, so that they could support the uprights that would have a roof attached. Jeremy had forks on the loader, and we carefully moved the heavy equipment into place.

I had backed the pickup near the house, and Jeff was installed in the bed, where he could watch and be safe from our working with large, heavy objects. In late morning, the sun broke through, and we took a break for coffee and tea on the porch. Chris and Maddy leaned on me from each side, making teasing comments about woodsmen and their ways. Elena was kissing Jeremy's face and Jeff was complaining, "Mom, stop that kissy stuff."

Jeremy cleared a place under one of the trees for his table saw and other equipment, and asked the women if they would put a tarp above to provide rain protection. By the time the sun disappeared and another black cloud approached, both the winch and the generator had plywood roofs overhead, and we went in for lunch.

Chris delivered grilled ham and cheese sandwiches, along with a question. "Is there anything we can be doing if it rains this afternoon?"

"We need to sort and package gear for the top platforms. Clear as big a space as you can in the living room and bring the boxes in."

The next day, we got an early start with sunshine and blue sky. I didn't want to test the hoist with a live body, so Chris, with a sharp look at her daughter, was up the fixed line using the jumars in no time. We sent up three loads on the hoist, each one heavier than the last. 

I grabbed Maddie in a bearhug and said, "Go up there and keep going to the second platform. Then move the hoist pulley and line to the limb above that platform, so we can raise some of the load higher and send more to the first."

She hit me hard before she clipped into the hoist line and took the first ride, pumping her arm and shouting.

By sundown, all the packaged gear was on platforms one and two and we were ready to carefully make our way to platform three and think about the last one near the top. The women were visibly beat and I asked if they wanted to go out for a real shower and a soak in the hot tub.

They hugged each other and shook their heads no. "We have to use this good weather. Let's get everything set for the final ascent and then go out."

With dinner in the oven, we were sitting on the sofa with hot toddies. Jeremy and Elena were in front of the fire, playing with Jeff. I said, "I've been thinking about the top. Don't you think there is something sacred about the very top of a tallest redwood? An achievement of mother nature not duplicated elsewhere?"

Maddy looked at her mom and said, "Doesn't he have the nicest ideas?" She scrunched down and put her head on my thigh.

Chris said, "I think I know where you are going. We should leave the top untouched?"

"It's on your property and you get to decide." 

She put an arm around my neck and kissed. "Yes, we should stop short of the top. Maybe there can be pictures and a video with the top waving a couple of feet higher."

Elena was looking at us and mouthing, "Wonderful." She had been out today learning how to use the new video camera. Her eyes had a look which suggested even that close to the top was going to be a big test for her fortitude in high places.

I said to Jeremy, "Tell her she is going to be tied in tighter than a drum and you are going to be close."

He did, and added a long, wet kiss that made Jeff say, "Eew."

After dinner, we spent almost two hours making checklists of packages to be hoisted to platforms three and four. I asked if the mother-daughter team was still planning on spending New Year's eve on platform four, which was going to be as minimal as we could make it.

I said, "You could pretend you are protesters and I could lash you to the trunk. It would be best if you were topless." I glanced over at Elena, who had just finished putting Jeff to bed. "She could capture the impressive chests on video. What cause are you promoting?"

Jeremy and I were chuckling at the thought, but the women were not amused. "You look out. Guys can get lashed to trees too."

We all went to bed laughing. My equipment got abused. "Bare tits indeed. Just wait."

It was still dark and they were squirming. I volunteered to start the fire and the coffee if I could come back. They pushed me out anyway and said, "No sex today."

Maddy sipped her coffee and leaned in to me. "You've worked hard, shouldn't you be part of the summit team?"

I whispered back, "This is the McCarthy women claiming their well earned peak. Or something close to that."

"Promise me you will come up to three and give us advice if we run into trouble."

"What if I am support for Elena in addition to Jeremy?"

Her lips were close to my head, looking for trouble. "You watch where you put your support hands. She is hot and she is taken!"

By the time sunlight was in the tops of our redwoods, the team was out and raising materials for platform three. Chris and Maddie and I made short work of arranging the panels, which needed to be only a few square feet. The tree was bending in the wind, giving us nervous moments, even though the trunk was still over two feet thick. I hugged them and asked, "Still ok?"

The answers came back timidly, "Yes, let's get this finished."

The branches were smaller and thicker, and some of them had to be cleared to allow upward progress. It was difficult to see how much more tree there was, and I was curious how high we were. By ten o'clock, we were less than twenty feet from the top, and the bending in the wind was several inches at a time. I fixed a pulley with a sling around the trunk, and we descended for a tea break. My measurements on the way down added up to three hundred and ten feet.

Jeremy and Elena wanted news, and even Jeff asked, "What is it like?"

Chris and Maddie hugged each other. "It is wild and beautiful and scary. There are old scars where the wind broke branches years ago. We think we saw the ocean."

Elena wanted to know, "Does it sway?"

They spoke together, "Yes! You have to hang on tight!"

Very hot tea worked the shakes out of my women. I asked, carefully, "Still want the sleeping platform at the top?" I had acquired one of the canvas rigs used on the big Yosemite walls and was ready to tie it off if they were brave enough to spend a night in the dark swaying back and forth. I could tell Elena wasn't going anywhere near the top, and I would have to be the official photographer for the summit effort. I had climbed mountains with pointy tops before, but this was a different experience. At least on rock, when you were tied in, things didn't move around.

I said to them, "You are a little psyched, but New Year's is three days off. Let's go out and relax. If it is not raining cats and dogs, we can come back and rig your place in the sky on New Year's Eve."

Back in the big redwood house, we soaked in the hot tub, listening to cats and dogs fall out of the sky. They were on either side, clutching me a little too tightly. 

I whispered in Chris's ear, "Yes, this is scary and more than you bargained on. But the McCarthy women are tough. Your twins are tough. They want to go to the top. The almost top which preserves the wildness of the forest."

Maddy's fingers were tangled with mine, flexing back and forth. Her tongue worked on me. She said, "He has gotten us up the darn thing, we have to go back. We have to spend a night up there." Her voice was husky, full of climber girl and anxiety at the same time.

Chris climbed over me and into Maddy's arms. "Daughter, this is hard." They rocked in the steaming water. I got out and left them while I made hot wine. 

Jeff and I were starting Monopoly when they appeared, dressed and bright. We exchanged glances. It was going to be ok.

The climb didn't need any more conversation, and we avoided it for the next two days. The rain let up and the forecast for New Year's was dry. In a moment when Jeremy and family were out shopping, Maddy dropped on me and asked, "Are we still going to do what we said on New Year's? The pills are worn off, I think."

"Did you tell Chris?"

"Yes. She is excited."

"I'm supposed to get almost to the top of a three hundred foot redwood, swaying in the breeze, and perform?"

She rolled us around on the floor, giggling furiously and biting me. "Yes, and in front of an audience too!"

I hugged her breathlessly tight and said, "You know, if this was sex for hire, it would cost a lot of money to get the job done."

She hissed in my ear, "Yes, I talked to Chris about it. You want to hear what she said?"

"Probably not, but tell me anyway."

She led me to the sofa and climbed on top with the blanket. Her voice was incredibly soft and loving. "Matthew, she said that you were my strong tough lover and husband to be. That if I wanted your sperm planted at the top of that tree, nothing could keep you from it."

She cried and I had a few tears myself. This was what bonding was about, not a piece of paper.

After a while, Chris was shaking our shoulders. "Is it ok if we go over the details for tomorrow?"

If they went ahead with staying the night, I had already decided I was going to sleep on platform two. Just to be around if something happened. When we got to the end of several sheets of paper, I said, "Would you mind if I sacked out on platform two while you are in the top? Just in case?"

I could see the wheels turning as they stared at me. Did the support staff, the one with all the testosterone, need to be that close?

"Hmmm. Can we think about that?"

"Sure, right up to the last moment."

We didn't go to the cabin until after lunch on New Year's Eve. It was a bright chilly day with a strong breeze from the north that was supposed to diminish. The three women had fussed about food, finally deciding there would be an early hot dinner two hours before sunset, with sandwiches and plenty of hot cocoa in the summit pack. Jeremy and I, along with Jeff, went for a stroll to give them a chance to pull themselves together before going to the tree. We tried starting the generator for the winch, and it roared to life.

Early dinner was very quiet. The two McCarthy women looked very determined, although the smiles were forced. It was their event and the rest of us were as subdued as they were.

Just before four, we set out. Elena was walking on several sides of the group, video camera running. Jeremy had the winch going before we got there, ready to hoist people and gear. I asked Elena if she wanted to go as far as platform two. She shook her head and handed me the camera with a hug and a kiss.

Chris and Maddy argued about who went first and Maddy won. There was a shaft of sunlight on her mother as the wire rope hoisted her up into the tree. Then Maddy and then me. The three of us stood on platform two and waved to Jeremy and his family. Their faces tried to smile but mostly looked anxious.

There wasn't any hurry and our climb to the third platform was slow and meticulous. My stuff stayed on platform two and I carried their provisions and water sack, along with the canvas and aluminum summit platform. They tied off and took the provisions. I worked my way up to a natural opening, and constructed a firm anchorage for the canvas, which obligingly unfolded into place without a fuss.

I sat on the edge, testing it, and feeling very exposed. The feathery top of the tree was a few feet higher. The trunk at the anchorage was about a foot. Even my stomach was nervous. The view was incredible. 

I went down to three and hugged them. The bodies were trembling. "It's ok. Go on up. Remember to clip in as soon as you get there. I'll bring the rest after you are settled."

Chris nipped at my ear and asked, "Aren't you forgetting something?"

Maddy stared at her mom and mouthed, "Really?"

Chris smiled and said, "The twins want a sister."

With a devilish look, Chris reached under my harness and undid my jeans. Unbelievably, her fingers brought him to hardness in seconds. Maddy looked down and sucked in her breath. "Oh god. Why did I agree to this?"

Chris said, "Kiss her," while her hands got Maddy's trousers and briefs out of the way. 

The kiss was hot. Very hot. My woman was shaking and her mother's hands were on our bare behinds, forcing them into position. Something snapped in Maddy and she jerked forward. "Yes. Yes. Now."

Our chests were banging on each other with climbing gear in the way. Chris was doing her midwife thing, making sure the parts were coupled properly. I wasn't fully in place, but far enough to feel Maddy's wet cunt pulsing on me. Her lips found mine. Between kisses, she said, "Yes, this is it. Make me a mommy."

To my surprise, everything in me drove hard into Maddy, with a great spurt of come and a strangled, "Maddy, I love you."

Chris laughed and swatted at us. "That's good. More. Give her all you have, Matthew."

Maddy smiled and said, "Shit, I'm not forgetting this for a long time." She was breathing hard and giving me little kisses. Chris went to work getting the lovers decent again. Finally, they turned and made their way up. The sun was about to set and I wanted a summit video with sun on them.

Snuggled together on the canvas, heads together facing the ocean, the mother-daughter pictures were terrific. I went back down and waited for words from above. The wind was thankfully dying.

"Matthew?"

I looked up to see two heads peering over the edge of the platform, "Yes?"

"How long does it take you to get up here from the ground?"

"If I start the generator, about ten minutes."

They whispered to each other, determined smiles on their faces. "Ok, you should go all the way and sleep on the boardwalk. We will holler if we need you."

I made my way down in the gathering darkness, marveling at the toughness of two Irish women. I wasn't sure I would spend the night up there myself.

There wasn't much sleep. The tree shed little twigs constantly and each woke me. It still dark when I decided on a stealth ascent without the hoist. The exercise worked the nervousness out of me. I was breathing hard when I reached the third platform to find four eyes looking down. 

"Do you have permission to be here?"

"I'm going to tie you both to the trunk and have my way with you."




Maddy Was Different Pt. 03



The smiles were wide, "Threats. Threats."

"We have to pee. Is there an empty water bottle there?"

"I'm not sure. Maddy knows about peeing from a tree."

I relented, "You need to wait for sunup pictures. I'll bring the bottle."

I eased carefully up and handed the bottle over. There was some discussion and Maddy looked down. "This isn't working. Not enough room. We will get pee all over. Besides, Mom wants to take a picture of you and me sitting up here."

Chris came down to three with me and decided that if she could help me impregnate Maddy, I could help her pee in the bottle. It was very funny, and she giggled as her yellow stream more or less flowed into the opening. 

The first thing I did when I was on the platform next to Maddy was undo her pants and get a strong grip on her harness as she maneuvered her bottom over the edge and piss flew everywhere on the wind. "Just in time. You were about to have a wet girlfriend." We got her pants up with breaks for kisses. Chris was continuously taking pictures and laughing.

"What was it like, up here in the dark?"

"We were so scared at first, hanging on to each other for dear life. It got darker and darker. But the stars came out and the wind went down, and the tree didn't break. Pretty soon, it was like another world. Nothing but stars, and leafy tops and salt air. And night birds going by every so often. We actually slept a lot. Chris said the twins talked to her in the night about how nice it was."

"What about your egg and my sperm? Did they find each other? Did you have a vision like Chris?"

She laughed and said, "I'll tell you later. Let's get this thing unrigged."

The three of us slowly made our way down, level by level, leaving a few permanent lashings in place, including platforms one and two. Jeremy handled things on the ground and it went rapidly. Chris and Elena embraced and shouted "Happy New Year," to each other. Maddy elbowed me on platform one and said, "Happy New Year, Daddy."

I hugged her, "Really?"

"Chris says she is sure of it. Said the twins know about these things and they are joyful."

I laughed and said, "We are not going to argue with the experts, are we?"

New Year's breakfast was out in the sun. Everyone ate ravenously and drank mimosas except Chris and Maddy, who got sips. The great adventure was over, here among the old growth giants. Our success bubbled up in excited conversation. Elena gave the other women a raised eyebrow and nod in my direction. Conscious of Jeff, who was running circles around the cabin, they smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes!" I must have blushed, because even Jeremy was laughing.

The sun went behind a cloud and sent us packing and storing. Chris said we would leave the generator and winch until she had released pictures and a narrative to her forest friends.

Back at the big redwood house, Maddy and Chris dropped next to me after an extra long shower. They looked over and said, "Well?"

"Well, this is where being a year behind your girlfriend in school sucks." 

I took a long drag on my victory beer and wondered how to get re-energized for school, marriage, a baby, and a medical school wife. Not to mention being a father to twins who would arrive all too soon.

It wasn't possible to be gloomy with the two loves of my life. I pushed their heads down on my thighs and played with damp tangled hair. They each grabbed a hand and sucked on my fingers.

"What outrageous adventure is grandmother going to cook up next? We will need something to rescue us from the chores of school and domesticity."

I was pushed to the floor and sat on. "It wasn't that long ago you were telling us your grand plan. School, jobs, babies, the whole works. What gives?"

I poked and nudged and tickled. "Chris, you are going to be famous soon."

She said, "But, Matthew, you got us up there. All your skill and planning..."

"Yeah, climber guy, you got us up there and made me pregnant."

"How long before there is scientific evidence you are pg?"

Chris pushed at me, "You don't believe the twins?"

Maddy laughed, "A week or ten days. Sometimes you can tell early because you are throwing up or your boobs are tender."

I sighed and closed my eyes. "Where was it written that a simple rock hound was going to have two beautiful, pregnant climber girls in his arms at the same time?"

Their giggles receded into the distance as they left me to my nap.

-*- THE END -*-