Chapter 4
Mary had left her room immediately after witnessing the sexual act between her brother and this total stranger which had occurred less than twenty-feet in front of her and had joined her father in the garage. She spent a few minutes helping Ed pack up the four-wheel drive, and then to her surprise, Sam suddenly appeared in the garage with Fran beside him!
"Hey Dad," he said, "mind if we take along a guest?"
Ed turned and surveyed the attractive form of Fran.
"Well," he said, "to whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?"
"This here's a friend of mine," Sam said, "her name is Fran... "
"Simpson," Fran said, diplomatically furnishing Sam with her last name.
"So you want to go rafting with us, eh?" Ed said.
For some reason, Ed could not take his eyes from the huge, melonish swells of Fran's voluptuous teenage breasts.
"Yes," Fran said, "sounds like fun, and even a little dangerous.
"I guess not," Fran said. "Variety is the spice of life, eh?"
For some reason, Ed felt as though that last remark was directed at him.
"Well, I've got some extra gear," Ed said. "We'll pack it up. Meanwhile, why don't you go home and get a couple pairs of jeans or something and meet us back here in about an hour?"
"That sounds great!" Fran chirped as she darted out the garage door and gave Sam a coy wink as she hurried towards her car.
Mary was completely flabbergasted at the turn of events...
... this was going to be a very interesting trip indeed!
Fran returned on the dot in an hour, and after a last-minute check of their provisions and equipment, the foursome began their journey to the rugged and unexplored Black Snake River.
Mary and her father sat in the front seat, Fran and Ed in the back seat. Mary was trying to make the most of the situation, although the fact that she had seen her brother in bed with Fran less than three hours ago made things a little uneasy.
Ed drove hard and long, putting many miles between his home and the small country road in Oregon where he now was. It had been Ed's intention and plan to take all the back and alternate roads in order to see more of the country. The foursome had passed through miles of countryside, through myriads of little towns, and by hundreds of isolated and rural farms.
It was now twilight, and Ed was looking for a place to make camp for the night. He had found a small country road which seemed to be deserted.
The sounds of the rural evening prevailed in noisy abundance. The buzz, whir, and whine of a million insects permeated the humid, unmoving air and the tiny, fleeting flickers of hundreds of firefly appeared and disappeared like ghostly will o' the wisps in the fast-approaching darkness.
Ed spotted a clearing and pulled his four-wheel vehicle into it and stopped.
"This looks pretty good," he said as he jumped out and examined the area. "It's level here.
We can sleep, and there's not a lot of shrubbery around, so as long as we don't build a campfire, we won't have a lot of bugs."
"We won't need a campfire," Fran said, pointing to the brilliant, silver arc of a full moon which was fast rising over the smoky, blue hills.
"Yeah," Sam said, "it's gonna be a bright one."
Ed, Sam, Mary, and Fran busied themselves with making camp and getting their sleeping bags ready for the long night ahead. After a brief meal, Mary decided to go for a walk down a small path which led from the campsite into the brush and trees.
"Don't go too far," Ed said.
"Oh, I won't," Mary said. "There's plenty of light, I won't get lost."
Mary was strangely disturbed and restless. She could not erase from her mind events of the day. Maybe it was the combination of her own father seeing her naked and her witnessing her brother with Fran and the exhaustion from the trip, but she felt extremely nervous and unsettled.
She had to relax! Mary had brought with her two joints which she had procured from a friend at school. While she had never smoked dope before, she had heard of its capability to relax, and that was certainly what she needed now.
Mary found a small bed of soft leaves beneath a huge tree and removed a pack of matches and the two joints from the top pocket of her flannel shirt. She placed one of the twisted, white cigarettes besides her and the other between the red, ripe and voluptuous semi-circles of her tender, young lips. She lit the match and fired up the crudely tapered end of the reefer. It ignited immediately, and in seconds, Mary's lungs were filled with clouds of dense, mind-expanding smoke. She smoked the first joint quickly and thoroughly in an attempt to let the sweet-smelling and mysterious smoke take her mind off her problems and worries.
Much to her surprise, Mary found that the drug made her intensely aware of her senses and her own body. She felt the warm night air playing delectably over her face and the brilliant moon cast a stark, bluish glow over the entire countryside. She stretched out completely, being taken completely away by the powerful and mysterious spell of the grass.
She quickly lighted the second cigarette, inhaling the smoke deep into he lungs. Her mind became a whirling maelstrom of images as the latent tensions beneath the surface of her female psyche began to surface and express themselves in graphic mental images which flashed across her mind with laser-like rapidity.
The wings of her imagination took her to a strange room, a room with a huge, round, red bed, a room lined with mirrors. She could hear the hot, insistent whiny pitch of a jazz saxophone as it played in the background, and she felt herself moving through the room in slow motion.
She was completely nude, and her body seemed to be anointed with a rich, thick oil and her voluptuous teenage body glistened with its shiny coat as she saw her own curvaceous and womanly body reflected over and over again by the myriad mirrors lining the walls, floors, and ceilings of the room.
Everywhere she looked, Mary saw her own body; her naked breasts, whose nipples were now strangely hard and erect and glistening with the strange and exotic oil which exuded a sensual, balm-like scent, a scent which seemed to fill her mind with a reckless nonchalance. Her naked, shining belly was tight and firm, its trim young muscles stretching her perfect navel out in alluring contrast against the smooth, flawless lines of her belly which led irresistibly into the fleecy, dark, soft curls of her pubic vee which tapered delectably to the long, slender forms of her tan, splendid legs. Her buttocks curved in a proud, round swell from her tiny lower back and she felt her own hands moving over her own body, savoring its young, firm curves and the exciting, strange feel of her own hands as they moved slowly and arousingly over the most private parts of her tender young body.
The bed seemed to be calling to her, to be beckoning her to stretch out on its soft, smooth, soothing surface.
Mary was unable to resist its call, and she stretched out in her splendid, teenage nakedness and lay face up, staring in fascination as the multiple mirror images of herself in the revealing and flattering mirror above.
Slowly, she spread her legs, revealing the sweet-smelling fissure of her naked vaginal orifice to the solitary and voyeuristic eyes of the mirrors above. She was surprised at her own naked loveliness and could not resist the impulse to touch the ragged pink folds of her twat and she felt her entire body relax as her finger slowly explored the soft, luscious flesh of her naked pussy.
The sound of a shrieking owl suddenly dissolved Mary's fantasy and brought her back to the tree and the small bed of leaves upon which she lay.
Mary was amazed to discover that she had completely removed her clothes and her finger was in the same position as it had been in her fantasy!
Yes, Mary had mingled fantasy with reality! She considered the thing she was about to do, and was overwhelmed with a mass of conflicting desire. She had to have some relief! Yes, she had to admit it to herself...
... she was horny!
After all, wasn't it better to release her strange emotions in fantasy than reality?
Mary found herself in the grip of a force which seemed determined to overwhelmingly compel her to touch the pouting, pink lips of her quivering teenage pussy with the turgid digit of her stiffened middle finger and explore the warm, clinging inner recesses of her naked, vibrant young cunt.
Marijuana has the strange effect of distorting one's sense of time, and Mary had indulged herself in her fantasy much longer than she thought, while Mary had perceived herself to be gone only five minutes, she was in reality already gone over half an hour and the threesome back at camp were a little worried.
"I'm gonna go look for her," Sam said after considerable discussion. "Maybe she got lost or something."
"Good idea," Ed said as his son walked down the same path which Mary had followed half an hour ago.
The sight beneath the tree under which Mary lay was a strange one; the moonlight played over the young girl's dark, naked body, giving her the irresistible appearance of some seductive gypsy enchantress. Her legs were widely splayed, revealing the luxuriant, glistening hairs of her pussy and the alluring, trembling slit of her untouched vaginal walls.
As Mary slowly inched her finger into the liquid nakedness of her cunt, she was still not sure if what she was doing was "wicked" or not.
Her impending moral judgment was soon put aside as the upper end of her finger brushed arousingly against the pearly bud of her naked, shining clitoris as she gave a deep sigh of unmistakable arousal as her buttocks quivered in the warm night air.
She felt the vibrant walls of her delectable cuntal flesh being displaced by the phallic-like intrusion of her finger and she saw her own nude belly tensely undulate under the wickedly pleasurable intrusion of her self-inflicted digital assault.
"Ahh!" she breathed as her finger explored the innermost recesses of her young vagina and the innocent node of her clitoris began to throb with forbidden delight.
When Sam first heard the short series of staccato gasps of breath which escaped from his sister's lungs, he thought she might be in some sort of danger, but when he saw her beneath the tree, her legs nakedly splayed, her thighs rocking in an unmistakable rhythm of arousal, he couldn't believe his eyes!
As a man, the first thing which Sam noticed was his sister's overwhelming sexual attractiveness, and just for an instant, he flashed on the image of his big, meaty cock burrowing into the warm, ragged folds of his sister's naked pussy, and a wild, uncontrollable urge of incestuous desire swirled through Sam's mind as he took a position where he could watch Mary finish the task which she was now wantonly engaged in.
Mary had developed a skewering rhythm with her finger and her entire body was jiggling with the delights of her forbidden lust.
"Ah... Um... Ah... Um... " she breathed as her finger began to glisten and become wet with the balm-like juices deep within her naked pussy.
Sam watched with a perverse fascination as Mary's eyes rolled back in her head and her tits bounced in perfect time to the rhythm of her naked ass as thin and fine beads of sweat began to form on her fine young body.
Sam watched in pure fascination as Mary's entire body twisted, ground and writhed as the voluptuous teenager fell deeper and deeper into the gripping delights of her own wanton pleasure. Her breath was now a series of short, heated gasps as her finger slithered rapidly in and out of her cunt as the friction from her self-inflicted hand job caused her full, ripe loins to glow with a raw, sensuous heat.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" she moaned. "Ahhhhhh-hhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Suddenly her naked buttocks buckled and her belly sizzled as she felt an incredible tickling surge of pleasure and pain crackle over the pearly node of her glistening clitoris and burn through her pussy and belly in a gurgling crescendo of maddening, exquisite pleasure.
"God! God!" she whispered intently as the wave of her long-worked for orgasm raced inexorably upon her.
She felt every inch of flesh on her body juggle lewdly as wave after wave of lust riveted through her naked belly. She felt as though her legs and thighs were melting, were turning into a body heated liquid!
Just for an instant, she flashed back into her imagination and found herself back in the room on the bed with the sparkling mirrors once again surrounding her. Only this time. she was not alone!
Atop her was a powerfully built, blond-haired youth, his naked sweating, hairy body humping her nakedly splayed glistening pussy in a tremendous frenzy of bestial lust! She glanced through the deep valley of her own tits naked cleavage to behold the awesome sight of the youth's blood-filled cock sliding wetly and hotly out of the shamefully violated slit between her naked legs!
Mary felt her mind filled with thoughts, passions and desires she had never thought possible, and for that instant in her pagan fantasy, she felt herself wanting to drive the man's cock sharply into the liquid heat of her quivering pussy, and she found herself raising her legs high in the air and bringing the heels of her tiny feet hard against the young man's firm, hard, hairy buttocks!
Suddenly, the last tremulous rush of her climax subsided, and the graphic image of Mary's fantasy vanished, and she lay quivering and exhausted in the warm, evening air.
She took a good look at herself beneath the tree; her body shamefully unclothed, her clothes carelessly strewn aside, her finger drippingly wet with the pungent love juices from deep within her own cunt and was suddenly filled with a crippling sense of guilt and shame and she wondered what demonic force had caused her to perform in such a wicked and shameful manner and she tried to understand what was happening to her, but she couldn't.
Although Mary didn't know it, strange desires and passions were beginning to stir in her ripe teenage loins, desires which were fighting to overthrow the strict dictates of her conventional morality and find expression in animalistic and wanton desires!
But no! She knew that nice girls didn't behave in such a shameful and wicked manner, and she would never again let her emotions dictate her actions!
As she was getting dressed, Sam began walking back to camp, for he accurately guessed that Mary would soon be going back herself. He waited at the half-way point of the path, and when he saw Mary coming towards him, he began walking towards her as though for the first time.
"Mary! Mary!" he shouted. "Where have you been, I've been looking everywhere for you!"
"You shouldn't have been worried, Sam," she said. "I just took a little walk, everything's okay."
As Sam walked beside his sister back to the camp, he couldn't explain the strange, dull throbbing ache between his legs...
... until he glanced down at his crotch and saw the bulging, thick swell of his own hard on!