Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Backpacking Guide (FM, fFM, fM, ff, oral, cons, 1st, teen, anal, slow start) This is my first story. I got inspired and it just sort of poured out of me. This story is based on some camping trips I went on and an actual (but renamed) leadership center that I have visited. I added the sexual interests to fulfill a fantasy of mine, and I reworked it several times to smooth out the story and improve readability. Please share any feedback, as I would like to improve. Thanks for reading. (Cast list at end of story) --------------------------------------------------------------- Intro Sarah surprised me with a phone call last September. We have barely talked since I finished my degree, but we did update each other whenever one moved or had major news. I had just turned 28, and if my memory serves, Sarah was 25. She told me about her new job at a retreat called New Horizons. She was a field coordinator there and she usually helped with the horse trips, but they were low on staff that fall and she got stuck with a group that still needed their wilderness experience before finishing the program. I was confused. It couldn't be a summer camp, it was September, "Shouldn't these kids be in school?" Sarah explained that the retreat was a leadership development center for prep school and home-schooled kids, and they stayed open in the fall and spring for special sessions, hence the reduced staff. Several groups were already heading out for serious expeditions, and she had one beginner group left needing a real backpacking trip to finish the September program. "Come on, Scott, I know you'd love it, and I haven't seen you in two years, will you drive down and take these girls backpacking?" That caught me off guard, "Girls? You've got to be kidding me? Why are you asking a guy?" Sarah backpedaled and starting explaining things. "Most of the group are adults, and I will be going too, but you know I barely get by in the woods. I wanted to do a horse trip, but they weren't ready for it. We have two mountain climbing trips going out next week, so all our guides are taken. Then I thought of you, you'd be perfect. You know the woods, and you like to tell stories, the girls would love you...also, I asked every female backpacker I know, and both of them said no..." I was trying to keep my thoughts pure here, but I had to admit that a group of high school girls in the woods did sound fun. And seeing Sarah again just about cinched the deal. I thought about it and asked a few more questions. It was a small group, 7 girls plus Sarah and me, and they were mostly seniors in high school, only a couple of minors to worry about. It didn't seem like a bad deal. They couldn't pay me, but they would cover all my expenses, and I was trying to lose 20 pounds anyway. I agreed to go, and starting planning and clearing my work schedule. Sarah emailed me their guide requirements while we talked. She told me they would probably have anything I didn't need. "There's a gun on this list? Is this a prison camp?", "No silly, but we are having cougar problems again, and some of the bears have been hand-fed in one of the nearby parks, so the guides all carry guns now. Can you handle a gun or should I find someone else?" "Don't worry, I know which way to point it and everything." She told me to come down Sunday and bring my gear and Hunter Safety Card as well as receipts for anything I needed to buy. She told me I didn't need to buy a gun, the retreat has lightweight .270's for the backpacking guides and she already grabbed two for this trip. She also started hoarding gear before the mountain climbers got to it, so we had stoves, tents, and most everything else we needed. She used her fake sexy voice to end the call, "all we need now is a man!" I dug my equipment out that night and started checking and cleaning it. I couldn't help getting excited. We never dated, but Sarah and I have always had fun together. I wasn't expecting anything romantic or sexual. Backpacking, especially in a group, doesn't lend itself to that kind of fun unless you are reading a Penthouse letter. But what guy wouldn't enjoy a week in the woods with a bunch of girls, and Sarah said they were all in good shape. I really didn't see a downside here, unless I needed to use the gun. I packed everything Saturday night and weighed my pack. 53 pounds plus 8 for the rifle put me at 61 pounds. More than I cared for, but I already pulled out everything that I absolutely didn't need. I was even counting bandages in the first aid kit. Yep, I was going to lose 20 pounds in no time. Sunday I arrived after dark and Sarah and I hugged like old friends. She looked great. She has naturally curly dark hair that she wears long, usually in braids or a bandana or something. It makes her look closer to 18 and I got a kiss on the cheek when I mentioned this. She has great curves everywhere a woman should and her belly has stayed flat even after having a kid. She is close to my height, maybe 5'6 or so and I am not sure about her weight. Maybe around 130, I have never been stupid enough to ask. She has great legs, probably from horseback riding, and seemingly firm, medium size breasts. Of course, she is female, so she doesn't believe she is attractive. She always complains about her birthing hips, butt, etc... I, however, couldn't help noticing how beautiful she looked, and I started wondering why I never asked her out. I asked where her little girl was, and she said they live at the retreat full-time, but Sarah already drove her to her mother's last night. She told me I could either take a bed in one of the bunkhouses or crash on the couch in her cabin. It was up to me, but the bunkhouses don't have bathrooms. Apparently it plays a part in the character building experience to walk through the woods whenever you need to crap or shower. She took me to meet the girls and check out their backpacks. There were seven girls in the group and as they introduced themselves I was overwhelmed with new names. They were really polite and a little shy. Several thanked me for coming. I learned that this trip was almost cancelled, and the powers-that-be at New Horizon were not thrilled to have an outsider, a guy with a penis and everything, taking this group of girls out. But two of the parents called and complained when they heard the news. Every New Horizons program is supposed to end with a wilderness experience, and these girls almost lost out. There were only 2 minors in the group, and Sarah was highly respected at the retreat, so they deferred to her judgment and OK'd the trip. Their gear was well packed. Apparently Sarah or whoever does the training here did their job. I did fix a few things, and I had to toss a teddy bear and some sweatshirts back on the beds. "I don't care how special this bear is to you, I don't intentionally do anything in the woods that involves bears." These kids had no idea how heavy a pack feels after 3 days of hiking. But generally they had good equipment, with mostly fleece and synthetic clothes instead of cotton stuff that holds moisture forever. The other gear was evenly distributed, with tents, tent poles and cooking stuff split amongst the group. We went over the trail map and I asked the girls to explain the trip to me. They appeared to have learned all the right words for describing the elevations and features along the river and ridge that we would follow. We were going to hike into town in the morning and catch a train north to the next town on the river. It was a 6 or 7 night trip from there back to New Horizons with some planned excursions for bouldering, rope bridges and even caving. No cell phones or radios allowed. The only electrical devices permitted were flashlights and cameras. We did have signal flares for emergencies and I was the "medic" on the trip since I was certified in advanced first aid. This was going to be a beautiful fall hike along a picturesque river valley. It would drop to 40 degrees or lower at night, which is comfortable with fleece and a good sleeping bag but guarantees no bugs during the day. I went back to Sarah's cabin and we talked for a while before bed. She was wearing boxer shorts and a tight tank top. I wasn't focusing well on the conversation. Did she know her nipples were clearly visible? Would it be acceptable for me to wear pajama pants where evidence of circumcision was visible like that? This seemed like a double standard to me, but I didn't mention it. We caught up on various friends, and she asked about my love life. "Lately it has been stalled." I asked about her's, has she dated since her husband died? A little, but she hasn't found a guy good enough for her and her daughter. It was getting late, but I did get another hug before bed, and I could swear I could feel her hard nipples pressed against me. I jerked off and went to sleep, figuring this would be my last orgasm for at least a week. Monday, Day 1 We grabbed breakfast in the hall and did a final pack inventory. The girls couldn't stop talking as we set out to catch our train. Several of them had only gone "car camping" and one had never spent the night in the woods. Filled with excitement and nervous tension, they talked about seeing bears and cougars. Sarah was beaming over this group. She told me the night before that she liked to work with the newbies because they really appreciated the woods and they grew the most in the one and two month programs at New Horizons. She trained these girls herself, getting them into shape for this final exam, and she predicted an easy trip. This was supposed to be reassuring, but Sarah claimed she was lost in the woods, and if she trained them, I started wondering why they needed me. Did Sarah have ulterior motives? It was something to think about... The train ride was uneventful and we easily found the trail-head on the south side of town by the river. We started the hike and the conversation quickly died when the girls realized that this was actually work. Sarah was in the front, and I was last; I was hiking behind one of the younger girls. Her name was Amy and she was a very pretty 15 year old. She was a little shorter than me, perhaps 5'3 and skinny with small hips and breasts. She had light brown hair that was long and straight and beautiful huge blue eyes that I caught myself staring at. She was shy, but she smiled a lot and after a while she started asking lots of questions about what to expect that week. (this was the girl who never spent the night in the woods). I really enjoyed her curiosity and her thirst for knowledge. She continued with questions about my other adventures, and I told her about backpacking overseas and other trips I did. Her friend Tara dropped back to listen in as well. Amy explained that they grew up across the street from each other, and were best friends for as long as they could remember. Tara was 14, and except for height, she was the exact opposite of Amy. She was blessed with large breasts and a curvy hourglass figure. She had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, and she didn't have a shy bone in her body. She had camped with her cousins a few times, but never on a trip like this. Both of them peppered me with questions for the rest of the day, especially concerning bears and cougars. I think New Horizons was milking the wild animal angle to enrich the experience, but I decided I wouldn't burst their bubble. After lunch, Sarah hiked with me a while and told me the girls were growing fascinated with me. My travel and adventure tales were spreading through the group. The more they talked, the more I sounded like Indiana Jones. Reality took a beating that day, but I admit I enjoyed the attention. We made camp that night with three tents in a clearing. One for the older girls, one for the younger, and a tent placed farther away for the increasingly horny guide. A couple of girls complained about hurting feet, so I warned them that I would need to make rounds before bed and check feet and make some moleskin patches for their blisters. I didn't expect this to be fun, especially since I hated feet, but the girls in both tents must have felt comfortable enough because many of them were in tank tops and panties and giving me a decent view while I worked on the few blisters already formed. One girl, I think her name was Jessica, had really thin silk underwear that left little to the imagination. I decided right then that an evening blister patrol was a trip necessity. I went to sleep that night remembering how Jessica's tank top curved around her firm breasts and puffy nipples, while the outline of her dark bush and mound were clearly visible through her white panties. Tuesday, Day 2 We broke camp and got started early. We reached our first obstacle after a few hours of hiking. The trail ended at a turn in the river and we stood there facing a steel cable with a basket that crossed two hundred feet over frothing white water rapids. A couple of the girls were on the verge of quitting right there, but we talked them into watching while the first adventurers crossed. It looked worse than it was. I checked all my zippers and put my pack in the basket and climbed in. Two girls took turns pulling on the rope system that took me across. Since I was heavier than any of the girls, they felt better about trusting the cable. We pulled them across one at a time using the rope and pulleys. After lunch, we found the trail marker that would take us up to the ridge above the valley. The hiking got harder and the conversation quieter. After two hours, we took a break at a fallen log left on the side of the trail. We were on a hill, but it didn't look dangerous, so we were all shocked when Jessica lost her balance and fell off the log while putting her pack back on. She took a nasty tumble down the hill with three or four somersaults before sliding to a stop. I dropped my pack and snapped the first aid kit off the top and ran (slid) down to her. She was pretty shaken up but conscious and breathing. We got her pack off and I carefully checked her for injuries. Nothing seemed broken, but she said she hit her hip on a rock or something and her left leg was sore. There was no sign of internal bleeding or concussion. I put some cream and bandages on a scrape on her arm while we rested there. Sarah scouted ahead to find a suitable campsite on the ridge. She came back within an hour and said she found a spot about a mile from us. Jessica was already trying out her leg, and she wanted to give it a go. Sarah asked for my opinion. I wasn't sure, but it looked like Jessica bruised her quadriceps and her gluteus. One of the girls asked for an English translation, and it broke the tension when I explained that Jessica mainly hurt her butt muscle. We took most of the weight out of Jessica's pack including part of a tent and a food bag and distributed it among the group. Only her clothes, toiletries and sleeping bag remained. Half the group went with Sarah to start setting up camp. We hung back and let Jessica set the pace. She favored her right leg and I noticed her cringe when we helped her across a log blocking the trail. She asked me if I would check her out more thoroughly when we made camp that night. I wasn't surprised, she already had me examine blisters and change the moleskin bandages twice. I pegged her early on as "high maintenance", but she was so bubbly and upbeat about it that I couldn't help but do whatever she asked. She was short and petite, with a tight athletic body from cheerleading and running. She already treated me to a good look the night before, so while hoping she was OK, I was looking forward to making a house call (tent call) that night. We limped into camp with most of the work already done. Jessica was still sore, so I gave her a muscle relaxer and Ibuprofen and she shortly crashed for a nap in her tent. After 3 hours, she woke up feeling a lot better and groggily ate her dinner in the tent. I ask one of the older girls, Nikki, to be there while I checked out Jessica. I didn't want to be alone, perhaps not trusting myself, but Nikki was too busy repacking her pack and mostly had her back to us. It turned out that she had phobic feelings towards injuries, and she didn't want to see bruises. I was quite happy to see Jessica, however, especially when she pulled her sleeping bag open, revealing pink cotton panties and another tank top. I couldn't see through them, but I was in paradise. She was a little shy and red-faced this time, but she was good-natured for her exam as I palpated her body checking for further injuries front and back. She still had a wicked bruise on her butt and outside thigh, and it looked worse, but this kind always looked worse after a few hours. When I got to her inside thigh, she winced a little from the pain, and her gracilis muscle was hard as a rock. I mentioned it, and she asked me to explain. "Your gracilis is a strap-like muscle that runs from your pubic bone to your tibia. It helps you pull in your thigh and rotate your leg at the knee. This explains why you were wincing when you tried to climb over that log. I think you pulled it pretty good." The whole time I was explaining this, I was rubbing her leg to show her where the muscle was. As a guy, I was also perfectly aware of exactly how many inches spanned the distance from my fingers to her panties. I really don't know if she shared any of these thoughts, but she shocked me when she asked, "could you massage it a bit more, that really makes it feel better." Who was I to deny potentially life-saving treatment? I pulled her sleeping bag over most of her, and I got on my knees with her leg between mine and slowly started massaging up and down her thigh and inner leg. I was using my left hand to rub circles on her bare inner thigh while my right hand was carefully avoiding the bruises on the hip. Several times I got within half an inch of her pussy mound, and I was getting more turned on each pass. She was resting peacefully, and I think the muscle relaxer was still in her system. I didn't want to take advantage of her, but I finally gave in to the temptation to try something. On my next pass towards the top of her thigh, I let the knuckle of my thumb graze across her panty-covered mound. She gave a little gasp but showed no other sign to stop or continue. A minute later I tried again. This time her poker face revealed nothing. On the third pass, I not only grazed her pussy, but I let the thumb slide down, back up and down again before moving away from her underwear. She gasped again, and I noticed it felt wet that time. I could also smell her very faint aroma in the air. The tension was unbelievable. I grazed her pussy a few more times and told her I was almost done, but I wanted to do one last pass of deep tissue massage if it was OK with her. She never opened her eyes but nodded with approval. I noticed a slight smile on her lips. I was betting her nipples were hard, but I was a moron for covering up her front with the sleeping bag before starting down this path. I massaged her inner thigh more deeply, and she confirmed that it felt good. I really wanted to help the tissue here, and avoid an injury even if the fun had to stop. But as I got to the top, I let the knuckle of my thumb work into her crevice slightly above the wet spot that was forming. I rubbed up and down for maybe three minutes as she started breathing faster and moving her hips a little. It got wetter as I moved faster, and her breathing quickened. She arched her back a little and her flat belly shook as she came. I massaged gently for another minute and covered her up. She squeezed my arm and gave me a beautiful smile when she thanked me. I hoped it was more than the muscle relaxer speaking, but I was hard as a rock and hopefully not noticeable while I cleaned up the campsite and prepared for the night. Wednesday, Day 3 We rose early, made breakfast and started to break camp. Jessica asked for another leg massage to help with her muscles. I hoped I wasn't getting in trouble here. Sarah joked that it was her turn to fall and get a massage. At least Jessica was 18, and not one of the untouchable minors. I am not sure what I would have done if it was Tara or Amy needing a thigh massage. I went into her tent, this time just the two of us, and repeated the same massage with a little more pressure on her clit this time. She came even harder and thanked me with another great smile. I don't know how to hike in this condition, and there was no way to relieve the pressure with the other tents already taken down. We made OK time, but we were running low on water. We came to a rock-climbing obstacle that was part of our plan and started rigging up the climbing harnesses. Jessica and Amy volunteered to make a water run to the river and back since Jessica couldn't climb with her pulled muscle, and Amy had no interest in climbing. Sarah and I talked and agreed since it was an easy hike for them and we needed the water. We got the rest of the group up the wall (cliff might be stretching it, but it was almost 60 feet high). We then lifted our equipment, but still no sign of Jessica and Amy after two hours at the wall. The hike to the river was maybe a mile; they should have been back a while ago. Sarah and I agreed to alter the trip plan. Instead of following the ridge, she would take the group to the next campsite farther up the river and I would find the girls and catch up using the river path instead of the longer ridge path. After all, the obstacle wall was meant to be a victory, and having them climb back down to backtrack didn't seem very victorious. I headed down to the river, and saw evidence of their presence in a few places where leaves were pushed into the mud by smaller girls' hiking boots. Clouds started rolling in from the Southwest, so I started to hurry before rain covered their tracks. At the river I used my filter to refill my empty nalgene bottle and started searching for them. I finally figured out what happened when I noticed there were two paths out of the clearing. I searched a ways down the second path and found the same telltale boot prints in some mud. These girls were lost, and it started to rain. I pulled out my wet stuff and covered my pack. I continued on the path as it turned back towards the river and away from the ridge, I hiked another two miles before I found them. It was pouring and they were hunkered down under some evergreen branches soaked to the bone and freezing. Their lips were already two shades of blue and I got scared. I had hot water from breakfast in my insulated nalgene pouch (OK, warm water, but it seemed hot in the woods) and I mixed in a packet of hot chocolate and give it to them. I quickly got to setting up my tent and rain-fly in the downpour. We climbed in and I pulled the gear inside. I gave them both energy bars to eat in the hopes of putting some fuel in their bodies and I did inventory with a flashlight as the sun finished setting. Amy's pack was soaked through (including the sleeping bag). The other pack did pretty good for a budget backpack, and the sleeping bag was dry. The girls were still blue and scared, wet and shivering. I checked the sleeping bags, mine and Jessica's had the same zipper and could be attached to form a bigger bag, and both bags were pretty spacious since we didn't use the mummy bags that the winter camping crowd uses. So I told them my plan. I told them we were in a dangerous situation and they were both in early hypothermia and needed immediate heat. I told them to strip and change to dry underwear and get into the bags with me for 30 to 60 minutes to raise their body temperatures to normal levels. Both girls were red-faced, but they got to work and started helping each other out of their wet fleece as I zipped the bags together. I stripped to my underwear and found it was wet, so I grabbed my boxers and a dry t-shirt from my pack. I turned off my flashlight and quickly changed. I found them in the bag already and I climbed in between them. It was dark, so I couldn't see their faces, but they immediately snuggled up to my warmer body with their heads on my shoulders and they wrapped their legs over mine. It sounds sexy as I think about it now, but it wasn't sexy at the time. They were freezing (and very cold to the touch) and shivering and scared. Wow, were they cold! Then I noticed that Amy was crying. I asked her what was wrong. She told me she thought they were failures for getting lost and wet. And it was her fault for picking the wrong trail back by the river. She was afraid, and what were they going to do tomorrow, and her stuff was ruined, and camp was rough for her, she had a hard time making friends, while everyone liked Tara and she was jealous. I just held her and rubbed her back and (yes, even in this sorry state, with this vulnerable girl...) I noticed she didn't have a top on. I let my hand drift lower and she didn't have panties on either. I stopped rubbing and she stopped talking, then she admitted that her underwear was soaking wet, and right before she could ask Jessica to borrow some, I started to turn back towards them so she pulled the bag up over her. She didn't know what to say, and she had never been naked around a guy, but she knew she was dangerously cold. And she started crying again. Jessica and I both tried to comfort her. I told her she already had an advantage on Jessica, the crying and sobbing helped with her circulation, and she was already warming up a little. I rubbed her back and Jessica held her hand until they dozed off. It was harder (literally) for me to go to sleep. The girls were warming up a little, and I couldn't help thinking about Amy's cute little boobs pressed against me. I thought I could even feel her mound pushed against my leg, but realized it was a stupid thought, I was wearing boxers and that would be impossible. She was 15 anyway, so I started making vows that I wouldn't try anything, but I did promise to allow myself a peek at her before she got dressed. I finally dozed off while enjoying fantasies about these two girls. I was having the most wonderful dream. I was sleeping with a bunch of girls and they were touching me and kissing me and making me feel wonderful. Then I suddenly found myself in that in-between area where you are not quite awake but able to ask questions and I started wondering about the dream. Then I realized I was awake and someone was lightly touching my balls and squeezing me under my boxers. I laid there trying to figure out what was going on. My first guess was that Jessica was returning the favor for the caressing I had provided for her. Wow, the touching just got wet, was that a tongue? Neither girl had their head on my shoulder and when I looked over on one side, I couldn't figure out what I was seeing. Oh, it was an underwear band running across a really gorgeous athletic butt. Well that confirms it was Jessica that was making me feel so good. I turned to confirm that Amy was sleeping soundly, and I found myself staring at her knees and feet. Then it dawned on me, I could hear Jessica whispering and the flashlight beam was bouncing around the sleeping bag while she was telling Amy what to do. In between the licking and sucking, Amy was asking questions. Then Amy pulled away and I heard Jessica tell her, "like this" and take me all the way into her mouth and suck really hard for a moment. Right before I came, Jessica stopped and let Amy try again, but she couldn't get me all the way in her mouth. I am not that big, so this surprised me and gave me surge of pride. Since Amy was pleasuring me and already had no panties on, I rubbed her leg and she almost bit me as I surprised her. I pulled her closer and started rubbing her pussy while she sucked on me. I could feel sparse long silky hairs between my fingers, but only on the top of her little mound. There were few hairs on the sides and she smelled strong but wonderful. I pulled her on top of me and gently started to lick her mons and outside lips. I used my tongue to push her lips apart and slowly worked my tongue up and down, I started to gently suck on her inner lips while working my tongue to pulse against her clit. I could feel her building towards a climax, and I am sure I would have had one too if she had continued to lick and suck me, but she was totally captivated by the new feelings I was giving her. Her thick outer lips were pushing on my face as her fluids leaked down my neck. I could feel her start to shake. I saw Jessica taking all this in from the corner of my eye with her flashlight shining on my face. I broke away for a moment and she pulled close and kissed me full on the lips and then shocked me by licking Amy's slit before kissing me again. Jessica had a strange look on her face and sat back as I turned my attention back to Amy. I kissed her sparsely covered mound again and then used my tongue to push back her meaty lips and again found her small inner folds. I started sucking again with greater and greater pressure until she shook with an orgasm. Then I slowly and more gently pulled on her inner lips with my mouth while lightly teasing her clit with my tongue until she came again, this time a deep slow orgasm that lasted forever. She put her head on my leg and sighed for a long time before climbing out of the sleeping back with a smile on her face. I asked her if she had ever felt this way before. She told us she touched herself sometimes, but she didn't know about the explosion that came at the end. Tara tried to explain it to her, but she didn't believe it. She had never even kissed a boy, and now this! I asked her if I could be her first kiss, and we leaned in and shared a gentle kiss eventually joining mouths and lightly probing with our tongues. It was an electric moment I will never forget. We both turned to Jessica and I asked if I could make her feel good too. We pulled the sleeping bags open and all of us put some fleece tops on to warm up a little. The tent helped, but we could still see our breath. I had Jessica lay down in the open sleeping bag and I moved between her legs and unzipped her fleece top. I kissed her on the belly and breasts and worked my way up to her mouth. As I got closer I angled so that my shaft was pushing right against her wet pussy lips. I gently entered her until I was all the way in and pushed in and out slowly until she came with a deep orgasm. Then I pulled out and started kissing her breasts and belly working my way down. I kissed her mound and her outer lips. Her inner lips were already engorged and sticking out and I started teasing them with my mouth and lips and teeth. She moaned and squeezed Amy's hand. I then stuck my tongue deep into her vagina and started push against the top wall and she went over the edge. Jessica arched her back and shook with a second orgasm and then a third as my tongue pushed in again and again. I then slowly started sucking on her inner lips using my upper lip and teeth while I pushed at her opening with my tongue. I let the intensity build until she grabbed my head with her hands and pushed me hard against her pussy. She started shaking and gasping as her body was rocked with orgasms one after the other. I gently licked and sucked while she recovered, and asked if I could cum too. Jessica told me she was on the pill for migraines, and I could cum inside her, and she wanted it really bad. I moved towards her, and spread her legs. Amy looked really excited, so I asked her if she wanted a better view and she nodded. I told her to get behind Jessica and let Jessica lean against her so she could watch over Jessica's shoulder. She scrambled over there and had a huge smile on her face. I started to rub up and down Jessica's slit with my head and when she seemed about to cum again, I pushed the head inside her and rubbed her clit with my thumb. I could feel the walls of her pussy squeezing me while she had another orgasm. I leaned forward and kissed her full on the mouth and then kissed Amy deeply too. I slowly pushed in and out until I was sure it wasn't hurting her bruised hip and then I let the pace increase. I told her I wanted her to cum one more time, "so tell me when you cum so I can let go too." I started sliding in and out faster and faster and she started gasping and finally she pushed against me while crying out "now, now!!!". I froze in that position and let her orgasm against me. I could feel her pussy walls tightening, and without any more thrusts, I started shooting my sperm inside her with pulse after pulse of my juice squirting out. We collapsed on top of Amy and lay there panting. Amy pulled herself out of the pile and shocked us with another curious question from this increasingly nubile 15 year old. She asked if she could taste my juice. I looked at Jessica and nodded while rolling off of her. Amy took my shaft in her mouth, but there wasn't much left. I was getting soft, and my seed was oozing out of Amy's pussy. I told her she could try again in the morning if she wanted; I doubted I had any left for that night. Amy asked if she could try tasting my juice on Jessica. Jessica looked a little uncomfortable, but I mentioned it only seemed fair, since Jessica licked Amy's slit earlier. Amy's eyes grew huge upon hearing that. Apparently, she didn't notice Jessica's earlier tasting experiment. Jessica nodded nervously, and Amy bent down and experimentally started licking Amy's mound. She finally got up the nerve and pulled Amy's lips apart with her fingers and dove in with one long lick from bottom to top. It was a huge turn on for me, and I started getting hard as Jessica started gasping and approaching another orgasm. Amy starting sucking on Jessica's lips like I was doing earlier and Jessica started gasping as she was hit with another orgasmic wave. She then collapsed with a huge smile on her face. We wondered about continuing, but it was really late, and we needed to cleanup. We agreed we were all spent, and we carefully washed up and took bathroom breaks while putting the tent back in order. We snuggled back into the sleeping bag in fresh underwear and fleece tops and kissed each other good night. Thursday, Day 4 We got up the next morning, and it seemed awkward at first. Jessica finally broke the ice when she joked that she had an amazing dream last night. I asked what it was about? "Oh, I almost froze to death and then made passionate love to the man who saved my life and my new best friend." It was still pretty early, and I suggested that we start breaking camp and looking for the rest of the group, they were probably worried about us. Amy touched my arm, she asked if I would break her cherry first. She saw how happy Jessica was last night, and wanted to feel what it was like. I asked if she was sure she wanted this, and I warned her that it would hurt. She was adamant that she wanted this. She was only 15, but it seemed a little late to point out age differences. It was too cold to open up the sleeping like we did the night before, so Jessica scrambled out and put on more fleece. Amy and I slid our pants and underwear off and I snuggled up close to her. I put my right arm under her head and slowly caressed her mound with my left hand while gently kissing her. As she spread her legs, I dipped my finger into her slit, pushing the folds aside as I found her wetness. I started moving up and down in her slit until she pushed against me and had a quiet orgasm. Then I pushed one finger inside her and started pumping in and out with that finger while pulling upwards on her opening. She pushed against my hand until she had a second, more powerful orgasm. I asked if I had hurt her at all, and she nodded no. "Do you still want me inside you?" Yes she pleaded; she wanted me to be the one so she could always remember me from this trip. I had hoped that my thrusting finger would help a little as I braced to get on top of her. I started rubbing my head against her wet slit. Jessica then surprised us by asking if she could watch. Amy propped herself up so she could lean against Jessica and we risked pulling the sleeping bag back and freezing so we all could see. I got back into position and started pushing my head inside. I hit her hymen before I got even an inch inside her. Mostly her meaty lips were squeezing me, and it felt unbelievable. I started to push and she yelped a bit so I pulled out. She asked me to try again and so I got back into position and pushed a bit harder. She cried out and I pulled out of her. I think I got through that time, but she was scared now and she wasn't too sure she wanted to try again. I kneeled there and rubbed my shaft and head against her slit while Jessica rubbed her chest and talked her through it. Then Jessica leaned down and kissed her long and deep on the lips. It was so amazing that I came right then, with my shaft between Amy's thick lips and my head on her sparse brown pussy hair, I squirted all over her belly and on her young mound. I thought it would disappoint her, but she said it made her feel good to know she could do that to me. We cleaned up a bit and broke camp after breakfast. We were on the trail by 7am and we made good time. Jessica said her leg felt a lot better, but she still thought she would need one or two more massage treatments if she were to survive the trip. Amy smiled and remarked that her leg was starting to ache, and maybe a leg massage would help too. We found the group about an hour later. They were just breaking down the tents and they ran to meet us the moment they saw us enter the clearing. After lots of hugs, we told the group about the girls getting lost and the storm and even the part about the zippered together sleeping bags. Yes, we admitted, we slept in our underwear, but it wasn't what they thought. It was wet and cold and not sexual at all. We claimed it was mostly embarrassing, but Amy and Jessica decided to have some fun at my expense and they told the group that I had an erection most of the night. That set the tone for the rest of the morning with jokes going around about who's turn it was to get lost next and which panties are best worn when conserving body heat. Jessica and Amy played it really cool. Amy promised to not even tell Tara what happened, but she did want to learn more about orgasms. Jessica and I told her we would try to pull away to share more with her, but we didn't want to look any more suspicious to the group. We also agreed to not even hike together the rest of the day, telling the others we were uncomfortable after the "underwear incident". We got on the trail and I asked Sarah to hike in the back with me for a while. Sarah drilled me some more about last night, asking if anything happened. I admitted the erection part was true, but stuck to my story about survival and cold bodies. I told her I would never dream of trying something in a dangerous and compromising situation like that. Then it was my turn, I told her that we already had one injury and two potential hypothermia cases and we were getting behind schedule. I was wondering about ending the trip early. "Is anyone in danger or hurting right now?", she asked. "No, Jessica is doing great except for a bruise that is luckily below her hip belt. And Amy was shook up last night, even crying, but doing better today." Sarah told me it was my decision to abort if necessary, but that these trials were part of the wilderness experience. I couldn't help but wonder how last night's experience fit into the New Horizon's plan, but I understood where Sarah was going with this. We agreed to hustle to get back on schedule. We cut the ropes course out of the trip and decided to head to the caves early to shave a day or two from our hike. One day late was considered embarrassing. If we didn't show up after two days, they would send out the search teams, and the girls would not get credit for finishing the program. We wanted to return on the scheduled date so the girls would pass with flying colors. We hiked past the ropes course trailhead and carefully crossed the river on a rope bridge. We made camp that night on a hill with a beautiful view of the sunset. Jessica surprised me by coming to my tent for her leg massage while the rest of the group was watching the sun disappear. She was wearing a long t-shirt, socks and her hiking boots. It probably looked bad, but I left the window screens and door pulled up and she laid on my sleeping back with her head by the door while I pretended to work her leg over. It never occurred to me that she would come without underwear, but I lifted her t-shirt to be greeted by the site of her sexy trimmed dark bush. I don't think I helped her gracilis muscle much, but I quickly got to work rubbing her slit with fingers and thumb. She was already wet, and I started to push my index and middle fingers in and out. It was sexy to watch her pussy lips wrapped around my fingers and she allowed herself a few moans since the group was so far away. I increased the intensity of the thrusts and allowed my thumb to hit her clit when my fingers were deepest. It pushed her over the edge and she quickly came once and then twice. The second time she came, she just looked at me with her piercing green eyes while she shuddered in orgasm. I wanted to suck on her or enter her, but we weren't that crazy. I licked her juice from my fingers and she gave me a quick kiss good night. Friday, Day 5 We woke up surprised to see we had a visitor that night. There were tracks into and around our campsite. It was clearly a bear, probably an adult, but not that big. It spent a lot of time by the cooking area and underneath the two trees where we hung our food. I couldn't have asked for a better lesson on campsite cleanliness. The girls were finally convinced that the food bag was a great idea, and a couple of them admitted that they had granola bars and candy in their tents that would go in the food bag that night. The bear steered clear of the tents, since bears are naturally afraid of us, but I didn't point that out. I did make a point of checking the gun before leaving camp. We needed to make a big push on this day if we were going to make it to the caves by tomorrow. It was a 12-mile hike to the next water source, and the group had really found their pace. We decided to push off with an early start and go for it. Later that morning, Jessica finally worked her way to the back of the group. We were both smiling and acting like young lovers while we talked. She suddenly got more serious. "I am lying to myself, we really need to talk." about what I asked? "Sarah knows we have been messing around. She isn't happy." I asked her if Sarah knew anything about the underwear night. "No, well, sort of, she and I talked a lot this morning, and we both learned a lot." Jessica went on to explain that she spilled the beans to Sarah regarding the leg messages, which was no surprise since Sarah apparently saw the look on Jessica's face when she arched her back in orgasm in my tent last night. Sarah asked if anyone else was getting these massages and Jessica said no, but she felt guilty about some of the other stuff we did. She improvised our story a bit, and admitted to sneaking into my tent one night and getting the best orgasms of her life as I sucked on her pussy. She also took credit for the supposed erection I had on the night of the storm. Jessica told her she was playing with me and Amy woke up, and Jessica pretended to be asleep while Amy shone a light on her new found discovery. Apparently Jessica worked out this story and shared it with Amy to throw anyone off the real story. It was embarrassing and juicy enough that they figured it would stick. (For the record, girls are more devious in their sleep than most guys can be while conscious.) The erection story had spread now and become part of the historical record with no one the wiser. I was processing all of this and didn't know what to say. I was a little miffed that she told Sarah all these details, and even made up some stuff, without talking to me first. But it was difficult to stay mad at Jessica. She quickly apologized if she screwed up. She went on to promise she "would do anything I wanted, possibly even including Amy, if I would forgive her." Hmm. This did bring up another question. I was dying to ask her anyway, so I went for it. "What was going on when you licked Amy's slit and kissed her?" Jessica instantly turned red and I let her walk in silence for a few bit. "I am not a lesbian, and I have never done that before. My sister and I did practicing kissing a few years ago, even open mouth stuff, but I stopped it because I liked it way too much and I would have to go touch myself afterwards. I've only had one other experience with a girl..." "It was my freshman year at prep school. My first roommate went down on me one night and gave me my first oral sex. She kissed my breasts and kissed my clit and then licked me gently then hard, and even sucked on my lips like you did. It felt wonderful and I came hard, but I wasn't ready to return the favor no matter how much she begged me. I let her do me two other times, and I even fingered her once and kissed her nipples, but I wouldn't suck on or even kiss her pussy. Eventually she found another roommate and all my other experiences have been with boys. I definitely like boys better, I like how it feels when a penis is inside you, and I loved the feeling of you inside me. I especially liked how you went slow instead of thrusting like a dog in heat..." "Anyway, when I saw you sucking on Amy, and how good she felt, I was just sitting there feeling left out. The whole blowjob thing was my idea anyway. Amy woke up while I was playing with you. That part was true. She turned around and watched me reach inside your boxers. I touched you and watched you get harder. I even tasted the pre-cum that came out while you were still sleeping. She asked if she could taste it too, and I let her. Then she asked me to show her what boys liked. I didn't even think about the underage part, since we were both in high school. I just told her what to do and started fingering myself while she got to work." "Then you woke up, and started touching Amy instead of me. I felt left out. I wanted to kiss you so badly, and when you looked at me, I couldn't stop myself. I could smell Amy while we kissed, and it surprised me how good it smelled. I wanted to taste her, so I did it. Then I sat back and waited for my turn. I was jealous, but I wanted Amy's first time to be special." I was speechless and hard as a rock. I didn't know what to say to that. I did tell her that was one of the most incredible and tender and sexy nights I had ever imagined, and that I was really confused about what we should do next. She told me that Sarah asked Jessica if she loved me. We walked quietly for a while. She said she wasn't sure, but she did think we were going in different directions. Jessica lived in Memphis and went to school there and didn't want to leave her family. I lived up here, and the group already knew how much I loved it here and that I built a business up here. It seemed unlikely that anything long-term could happen, but Jessica was thrilled that she met me and that we had formed this special bond. She hoped we could see each other again some time when she went to college. Jessica then told me she asked Sarah if she had feelings for me. Sarah apparently stumbled on that one. She knew she had no claim on me, but she did care about me and was starting to wonder about us. When she found out about Jessica, she told her she mostly felt jealous. She was the only girl in this group that was technically allowed to have a fling this week, and her only dates have been battery powered for months. She confessed that she has wondered about me and thought of me sexually at different times in our friendship. This really surprised me. Sarah was also very interested in my oral skills, and I learned from Jessica that she has been wondering about this for some time. I found out that several of the girls I dated over the years were good enough friends with Sarah to confide in her about my love for going down on girls. My name even came up during an office Christmas party where Sarah worked, which explained why, 3 years ago, 4 girls from the same office, during a one month period, each took turns seducing me for a single episode of passionate lovemaking, but each refused to see me again. It turns out they were all married, but none of their husbands liked oral sex, and they wanted to see if it was true. I always wondered about those girls, and I couldn't believe I was hearing about this, years later, through this young brunette cutie. All this time, and Sarah was hiding secrets about me. I started wondering what else she knew about... Anyway, Jessica summarized the situation like this, "Sarah has no idea if she wants a long term relationship right now, but if she doesn't get in on some sex with you this week, she said she is going to shoot you with the rifle." "Ok, ok, I would love to be with Sarah, all she has to do is make herself available." Jessica said it wasn't that easy. She said she is too nervous to initiate anything; it has been a long time since she has been with a guy, and she can't figure out how to make this work. Jessica than told me that she and Sarah worked out a plan for that night. "Make sure your tent is far enough away to handle the noise!" The hike took longer than expected, and we descended into a new river valley as the sun got low in the sky. We reached the river and started to hike upstream towards the sound of falling water. This river joins our original river about 20 miles downstream, but it is a much smaller tributary with clearer water here. We took a shortcut get here in a single day's hike. If we had followed the river trail, it would have taken 4 days to get here, but it was still a little farther than I wanted us to hike in one day. As we rounded the bend in the river, our spirits were lifted by the beautiful site of a small waterfall. It wasn't vertical, but it was too steep to be called a rapid, and it was dangerous enough to break a leg if you tried to climb amongst the rocks and small pools. I found the perfect campsite near the falls. Several girls praised me for getting this spot, but only Jessica and Sarah knew I had other motives to be by the roar of the water. Sarah and I exchanged smiles and glances for most of the evening, but she generally avoided me as the group made dinner and talked. I couldn't believe how shy she was acting knowing that something would happen later. I was hard as a rock wondering about their plans for that night. The girls were much more serious about packing the bear bag that night, and we hung it farther downwind than usual. I couldn't help myself, so I told them, "if you hear anything tonight, any noises outside your tent, don't make any sounds and don't poke your head out, you don't want to draw the attention of the bear. Your scent will scare him off as long as you don't ruin it." Probably wrong, and I hope I don't get in trouble, but the looks on their faces told me that I would have privacy tonight. It had been two days since anyone had a real bath and we were running low on wet wipes. The girls took turns heading down to the river (creek really) to wash up. This creek was fed by several hot springs in the area, but it was hardly a spa. It was still a pleasant place to wash up and much nicer than the cold river we all used earlier. The bear talk had them concerned, so they asked me to stay nearby and stand guard. Of course, I wasn't allowed to watch, but then how could I do my job? The moonlight was pretty bright, and I found a perch farther up the falls as two or three girls each took a turn washing in one of the larger pools at the base of the falls. I couldn't see much, barely a glimpse of pussy here and there, but I did get to see the breasts for almost the whole group. Amy and Tara gave me the best show while they floated on their backs in the pool. I could see the moonlight reflecting off their breasts and bellies and Amy's mound looked hairless in this light. Tara's curves and larger breasts were gorgeous, and I could see her mound and darker bush easily. I couldn't help rubbing my shaft through my pants as these girls gave me a show just floating there. Sarah went last and slipped into the water quickly. Although fairly invisible with bushes behind me, I think Sarah knew that I could see most everything. I am convinced that Amy and Tara knew and floated on their back on purpose. Sarah was still shy, but she surprised me when she started touching herself under the water. She held her breast with her left hand and pulled on her nipples while rubbing herself with her right hand. Her dark hair was wet and wild and clung to her breasts and shoulders and her eyes were closed while she gasped in self-pleasure. I knew she was thinking about the plans that night, and I could hardly stop myself from masturbating right there while watching this. Sarah made herself cum at least two more times and finished washing off. She then shocked me by looking in my direction and smiling and waving. She turned away, denying me a view of her pussy, as she stepped out and dried off. The anticipation was killing me. I wanted to touch her and enter her and make love to her. I came down and took my turn washing in the pool. Using all my self-control, I refused to masturbate, saving myself for later. I washed and came back into camp, and we sat around and talked while we wound down waiting for hair to dry. We zipped up for the night, with my tent on the other side of the clearing and the girls' tents closer to the falls. I noticed that Sarah had jockeyed the sleeping arrangements so that she and Jessica were in a tent with Amy and Tara. I couldn't sleep, so I laid in my bag with a hard-on in my boxers. After an hour, I finally heard quiet rustling and the zipper moved. It was Jessica with a gleam in her eye. She turned out her flashlight, and our eyes adjusted to the moonlight while we kissed and snuggled. She pushed me on my back and pulled her panties off. She lowered herself on my face and I pushed her outer lips apart and started sucking on her already wet pussy lips. She immediately came with a small orgasm and continued to rub herself hard against my face. I heard the zipper move and Sarah came in and sat by my head with her legs folded underneath. Jessica lifted off of me and Sarah leaned over and we kissed deeply with tongues probing and touching. Jessica didn't even bother with taking off my shorts. She pulled my rigid shaft out of the boxers, and I could feel her guiding me inside her while Sarah and I kissed. Sarah stood (well stooped really, we were in a 3 person tent), and she pulled her fleece pants off. I could see her white panties clearly against her tan legs. She pulled them down and maneuvered over me. I could barely see her pussy lips pushing through her mound, but they were definitely wet. Her dark bush was short and closely trimmed on the sides, more straight instead of a triangle. She got on one knee and swung her leg over my face and I pulled her down and licked her deep and slow from the base of her slit to her clit. I pushed into her opening with my tongue and heard her gasp as she pulled my face harder against her. I could feel Jessica rocking her hips on top of me as she pushed herself to another orgasm. I loved this position, and Jessica's rocking was perfect since it stimulated her clit without overwhelming me into cumming. I shifted from probing Sarah's hole to taking her lips into my mouth and sucking on her lips while rubbing her opening with the tip of my tongue. Sarah's pussy was getting wetter, and I could feel some of her fluid running down my neck. She tasted and smelled so good, and she started to moan as another orgasm came. Suddenly my mouth filled with fluid as she shuddered through the strongest orgasm I could imagine. I swallowed and sucked on her pussy lips as she continued to shake. Was it urine or something else? I couldn't tell. It didn't taste bad, and I loved the thought of pleasuring her past the point of control. I was building to the point of release, and I pushed up with my legs to get Jessica's attention. She quickly lifted herself off of me, but Sarah took longer to collect herself. As Sarah got up, Jessica quickly bent down and kissed me deeply. She whispered in my ear that she wanted to taste Sarah off my lips, but she didn't want Sarah to know. Sarah laid next to me and gasped while recovering from the last orgasm. I told the girls I almost came, but I wasn't finished until I entered Sarah. She told me she also wanted me inside her, but she wasn't on the pill or anything else, so I would have to pull out. Jessica asked if I could cum in her again since she loved the feeling so much. We all agreed. Sarah laid back on my sleeping bag and I got between her spread legs. I rubbed my shaft along her soaking wet lips and pushed all the way inside her on the first thrust. Her pussy felt wonderful, I can't believe she could be this tight after having a child. She pulled her knees up and apart and I lifted my body using my hands and knees and I pushed into as deep as I could on each slow strong thrust. I increased the pace until my body was smacking into her pelvis and she started to grunt as the orgasm built inside of her. Each time my body hit her pelvis, she grunted harder until she arched into me and her muscles clamped down on my shaft. I could feel my orgasm starting and I desperately concentrated on anything but sex as Sarah shook underneath me. I didn't want to pull out and ruin it for her, but I barely made it through her writhing orgasm. I lifted off of Sarah and turned to Jessica. She looked nervous, but finally got up the courage to ask, "I want you both to do something for me. I want Scott to kneel between my legs and enter me while Sarah kneels over my face. I have never tried it before, but I want to suck on Sarah's pussy just like you did." Sarah looked shocked. I thought she was going to back out, but she surprised me. "Do I have to go down on you too? I'm not into girls." "No, you don't need to do anything", Jessica pleaded, "I have been wondering about it lately, and it looked so sexy to see you and Scott, and if I am ever going to try this, I want it to be with you." Sarah fidgeted a bit and said she would try it, but she warned Jessica that she might freak out and get up if it got to be too much for her. I let them get started first, and Jessica laid down on the sleeping bag with her feet towards me. Sarah put one knee next to her head and swung her other knee over Jessica's head so she would be facing me. Jessica looked like she was having second thoughts, but finally tasted Sarah's lips with her tongue. Hoping to help things along, I started to massage Jessica's pussy with my hand. She wasn't quite as wet, so I got down and started teasing her lips and clit with my mouth. This seemed to turn her on past the awkwardness, and Jessica began to lick Sarah's slit harder and deeper. Looking across Jessica's athletic belly and firm little boobs, I had the perfect vantage point for watching her tongue slide along Sarah's wet lips. I was getting really turned on, and Jessica was too, judging by how wet her pussy became as I tongued her to another orgasm. I got up and pushed her legs farther apart. I slid into her easily and I ran my hands along her belly and firm little breasts. I looked at Sarah, and she was starting to breath harder from the stimulation. We leaned against each other and I touched her breast lightly, letting my fingers brush against her nipple. We kissed deeply, and Sarah relaxed a little and really started to enjoy the attention. I could hear Jessica's sucking as Sarah neared orgasm. I was slowly thrusting through all of this, and Sarah's response was turning me on. Sarah cried "I think I am cumming, please don't stop", which pushed me over the edge and I felt my orgasm start. Sarah started to shudder and I squirted into Jessica. I could feel Jessica cum below me, or maybe it was Sarah that was shaking, I wasn't sure, but it felt amazing as Sarah and I continued to deeply kiss through the waves of pleasure. We stayed in that embrace for a long time until we heard Jessica's voice, "umm, are you done yet, cause I'm having problems breathing down here." We laughed and pulled a part, each of us covered in each other's fluids and smiling. I asked both girls if they were satisfied. Sarah said she has never felt so good, that we made her feel wonderful. She wasn't sure if she ever wanted a girl to go down on her again, but if she ever did do another three-way, she hoped it was with me and Jessica. Jessica said she enjoyed it, and Sarah tasted good and sexy, but Jessica had to think about whether she had any bi tendencies. She was satisfied, but she still liked it best when I was sucking on her pussy lips. We used up all the wet wipes in that tent and hoped no one else could smell the sex on us. Jessica and Sarah told me that they already arranged it for Sarah to sleep in my tent that night. Amy and Tara thought it was awesome that we were "hooking up", and Jessica promised that these girls wouldn't tell a soul. Sarah already had her bag in the corner, she apparently brought her stuff in while I was busy in Jessica's muff. Jessica headed back to her tent, and we zipped the bags and snuggled together until we drifted to sleep. Saturday, Day 6 Sarah is usually the first one up, and today was no exception. She and I were already dressed and making breakfast before the other girls started stirring. We made great time yesterday and we hoped to reach the Red Rock entrance to Hope's Cavern by early afternoon. We're not really setup for caving, but we wanted to let the girls explore a little near the entrance and we planned to sleep inside the first large room. Talking about the cave excited the group and we made excellent time all morning and through lunch. Unfortunately, the last part of the hike up to the cave entrance was grueling. When I finally reached the opening, I found the girls, even Sarah, collapsed in little heaps. Amy, always curious, asked why there was a wooden wall across the entrance. I told her many caves were covered like this now to prevent incidents between people and wildlife. I showed her the small door set into the cave, too small for a grown bear, but large enough for a man, and when I pointed out the bear claw scratches around the door, the whole group perked up. I used my multi-tool to open the bolt on the door and I went in with a flashlight and rifle to confirm that this section of the cave was empty. 20 minutes of searching satisfied me, and we broke out the flashlights and started handing packs through the opening. The tunnel prevented standing, so we dragged our packs in about 50 feet until it opened up into a fairly large room with flashlight beams bouncing off the walls and ceiling. They asked Sarah and me about the heat and humidity, and we explained that this end of the cavern was heated by multiple hot springs and stayed warm year around. In fact, it was almost unbearable in the summer time. We told them we would be exploring for the rest of the day in here and sleeping here tonight, so they quickly stripped and changed into pajama shorts and t-shirts, keeping only their hiking socks and boots for foot protection. A couple girls wore tank-tops, and one girl had no shorts at all and only wore a night shirt. I only had boxers and a t-shirt since I was almost out of briefs. Luckily the cave was pitch-black and you only saw what you shined your flashlight on, so no one seemed to notice my seemingly constant arousal. We found one of the springs less than 100 feet from our home for the night. You had to crawl down one tunnel, cross a small room and climb an 8 foot sloped wall and slide down a bit to reach the cavern with the hot spring. The spring itself bubbled at one end of the room and cascaded across the room in small pools and waterfalls until the ceiling dropped to low to follow it anymore. The girls were thrilled when they found out we could come up here for a soak, but Sarah and I had to lecture them about safety issues. We gave a general talk on the dangers of caving and the ground-rules expected in here. When we got to the springs, I explained, "These springs are fairly stable, but sometimes they boil over for reasons that no one really understands. Sarah and I brought temperature alarms to warn us if conditions get dangerous. We will place the alarms at the first pool in the room. You should only soak in the third or fourth pools. This will give you plenty of warning before boiling water reaches you. If the alarm sounds, jump out immediately and come get one of us. We took the girls a little farther into the cave system, but quickly ran out of options when we reached a room with some kind of smooth shaft in the floor connecting it to the rest of the caverns. We would need specialized equipment to continue, and Sarah immediately started plugging for the spring program at New Horizon's (which, of course, included a caving expedition). I pointed out the good news, however, in that nothing could surprise us unless it could levitate up this shaft or unbolt the front door. No bear or cougar problems in here! We went back to dinner and the girls drew up a schedule for soaking in the pools. I got to go first, supposedly by myself, but Sarah and Nikki did slip away to join me. I don't think there were plans to do anything. It was just going to be nice to soak. The girls had me turn around while they stripped and entered the water. I stripped in the dark and entered as well. It was really nice for a few minutes as we talked about our winter plans. Then our eyes adjusted to the dark and I realized it wasn't totally pitch black in there. There was some kind of green glow in the water, and I was shocked to clearly see Sarah and Nikki's face, hair and breasts. Nikki freaked out a little and I covered my eyes as she scrambled for her clothes. We all got dressed and eventually found it funny. Nikki said it was her idea to get Sarah and join me since she didn't want me to have to soak alone. The glowing water officially stopped the mixed bathing, so I volunteered to head back to the main room while Sarah and Nikki finished their soak. Later, Jessica told me to meet her at the springs at 11:15pm exactly. I started fantasizing about cumming inside her again and began counting down the minutes until our appointment arrived. Was this cheating? Sarah and I weren't officially anything, but I really cared about her. Of course, she already shared me with Jessica, so it didn't seem like a loyalty issue. I hoped Sarah and I would find the time to sort out our changed friendship after this trip. I finally decided that I didn't want to miss another opportunity to be inside Jessica's tight little body. Finally it came, and I took the short crawl and started to climb over the rock wall into the hot spring room. Jessica scared me half to death when I found her laying on her belly on her air mattress across the top of the wall. She motioned for me to be silent and finish my climb. She was wearing a tank top and another pair of tight panties, this time light purple ones. I crawled up next to her and she pointed into the hot springs room. There were two girls in the lower pool, illuminated by camping candles as they explored each other's bodies. It was Amy and Tara and they were completely naked. Tara was laying in the shallow part of the pool where it was probably 8 inches deep. Amy was between her legs and sucking on her pussy lips like a pro. Tara was gasping for breath and looked like she just came and was about to build to another climax. Jessica told me she heard them whispering after dinner. Amy told Tara that she heard something new about the explosion part and that she wanted to ask Tara about it and possibly try it. Tara seemed interested, so they agreed to go to the pool at 11 that night. Jessica didn't want to miss this, and here we were. Tara came again, arching her back and pushing her pussy into Amy's face while she moaned in ecstasy. Then Tara said she was ready to try it. Amy got up and lowered her almost bald pussy onto Tara's face and Tara started to lightly taste Amy's mound. Amy used her fingers to pull her thick outer lips apart and Tara plunged in and licked her deeper and harder. "Yes, like that, please...oh...oh yes, keeping doing it." Amy continued to give tips between moans as she built to an orgasm. I was pretty turned on at this point, and I was already squeezing Jessica's butt under her panties. I got up on my knees and pulled her panties down to her ankles. I straddled her back legs and let the head of my shaft push into her butt crack until I found her vaginal opening already wet from watching these girls. I entered her and leaned forward, kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. It was very slow and gentle as I pushed in and out. My kisses worked up to her ears and back to her neck. I saw Sarah climbing up behind me as Jessica started to shudder in an orgasm. Jessica stretched back and we kissed, and then Sarah reached the top of the wall. The girls were back in the deeper waters of the pool fingering each other and kissing, and Sarah gave me the update that everyone else was asleep back at camp. Sarah whispered to me, "Would you enter me like that and cum inside me? I really want to feel you cum." I asked her about getting pregnant and she looked confused. "Weren't you just inside her?" Yes. "But you can't get a girl pregnant from behind?!?" I explained I was inside her pussy, not her butt. Sarah didn't know that was possible from that angle. I told her I would be happy to demonstrate on her. "Please, I would like that, but don't cum in my pussy. If you want, you can try cumming in my rear. I have never done it, and I want to try it." Sarah pulled down her panties and Jessica moved over so we can use the camping pad instead of the rocky floor. I reached between her thighs and rubbed her pussy until she came from my fingers inside her. Then I straddled her legs and found her opening with my shaft. I entered her slowly, feeling the walls of her pussy squeeze me a little. I started thrusting into her pussy and kissing the back of her neck. She quickly built to an orgasm and came hard arching her back but having nowhere to go as I continued thrusting into her. I pulled out and used her pussy juices and some saliva to slide one then two fingers into her rear. I slowly pushed in and out with my fingers until she relaxed. She told Jessica and me that the pressure felt really nice, but it was definitely different then the other way. She wanted to keep going, so I shifted forwards and tried to find the right spot with the head of my shaft. We struggled in the darkness to get me inside her, but I finally popped in when I pushed against her as she relaxed her muscles. I pushed the rest of the way into her unbelievably tight butthole and slowly started thrusting. It felt magnificent, and I knew I wouldn't last long. Sarah asked me to thrust a little harder and faster. I increased the intensity and immediately felt the beginning of my orgasm. I began to squirt inside her and she squeezed me with her anal muscles, giving me bursts of ecstasy as each wave of sperm shot into her. I leaned forward and kissed her neck again and asked her if she liked it. "Definitely, but it was different. The pressure inside was awesome, but it is harder to come this way, I think. I didn't orgasm that time, but I think I would if we try it again. I really liked feeling you cum, though, so it was still great for me." I told her I would definitely make it up to her when we got back to civilization. Sunday, Day 7 It was weird to wake up and still be in pitch-blackness. But we had no tents to mess with, and we all just slept bag to bag. So camp was easy to break down. We carried everything out to the entrance and climbed outside to pack our bags and have breakfast. It took a long time for our eyes to adjust to sunlight, and we left the Red Rock entrance late that morning after bolting the door shut. We hiked all day, descending back to our original river valley for water and hiking back up to the ridge to spend the night. Our last campsite had a great view, and we thought we could actually see the New Horizon's buildings in the distance. We talked about the great trip we had, and we looked at a few pictures on the digital cameras that some of the girls brought. The caving pictures looked the best, and the girls were proud of their trip. Looking around our fire ring, I almost couldn't remember the shy and reserved group that met me a week ago. These girls were glowing with confidence. We took another group picture and called it an early night about an hour after sunset. I awoke in the middle of the night to the sound of the zipper on my tent. It was Amy, and she asked if she could come in. I let her in and she hugged me. She was wearing boxer shorts and a fleece top, and her milky white legs were a major turn on. "Scott, I still want to give you something. I hope you will let me. I want to give you my cherry. Will you please take it?" I told her we already tried twice, and I didn't want to hurt her. She asked if she could show me something and I nodded. She pulled down her boxers revealing no panties and she told me to shine my flashlight on her down there. I was greeted with the beautiful site of her sparsely covered pussy. Amy began to explain how she had stretched things out with her toothbrush holder and she thought it would go better this time. She took the toothbrush tube from her pocket and spit on the end of it and rubbed it around. Then she spread her thick outer lips with one hand and pushed the tube 3 to 4 inches inside her and thrust it in and out a few times. I was mesmerized by this fifteen year old's display. She told me this was probably her last chance to do this. In the morning, we would return, and then she would be in the girl's bunkroom until returning home to her parents where she was home-schooled. She wouldn't have another chance until next year, and she would probably never have another chance with me, and she wanted me to be the one. "What if I get you pregnant?" She told me her mom put her on the pill because she had really messed up periods with painful cramping. Now she only has 4 periods a year and we were safe to have sex. She really wanted me to cum inside her. She told me she wanted to feel what Jessica felt before. I kissed her and agreed, but only if I could taste her young pussy one more time. She eagerly laid back on my sleeping back and spread her legs. I asked her to unzip her fleece top, and she exposed her small mounds in that chilly air for my pleasure. I could see my breath as I descended and kissed her on the top of her mons. I worked my way down and pulled her thick lips apart with my fingers, finding the sweet inner lips wet with anticipation. I teased her slit with my tongue and pushed against her clit until she shuddered with her first orgasm. Then I licked long and slow again and again from the bottom of her slit to her clitoris until she orgasmed a second time. Then I took her small inner lips in my mouth and sucked on them. Looking across her belly and small breasts, I saw her stuff my sleeping back in her mouth to muffle the moans while I brought her to a third orgasm. Then I pulled her farther down the sleeping back and pushed my head against the base of her slit. She nodded and I started to push against her. Her hymen was still there, but I felt like I was farther inside. "Are you sure?" "Please, just push it in, I want you there." I pushed hard and sunk right inside here. She didn't make a noise, but there was a tear in the corner of her eye. I kissed the tear and asked if she wanted me to stop. "No, please, I'll be OK" I slowly started thrusting. She was certainly wet enough and she started to relax and enjoy it. I took my time and even got up on my knees so I could rub her clit with my thumb while slowly thrusting. This pushed her over the edge and she had her first orgasm with me inside her. I pulled out and told her to lay on her side. I lifted her left leg and straddled the right while I pushed into her this way. It was more comfortable thrusting for me, and it was much deeper for her. I couldn't believable how flexible she was as I pushed deep inside her and her left foot was almost above her head. She started to moan on each thrust as my shaft reached the maximum depth. I would even pull out entirely and thrust all the way back in with one motion. She started to orgasm and I could feel her young pussy squeezing me on each shudder and I pushed all the way in and started to shoot my seed inside her. She shuddered harder as each pulse filled her and she continued to orgasm for a few seconds past mine. I turned on my back pulling her on top of me, and we kissed while I began to soften and slipped out of her. Her juice and my juice were all over my sleeping bag, ironically the first real wet spot this whole trip. I came on Jessica's sleeping pad, but that was easily wiped. Amy thanked me for being her first lover, and she would never forget me. I promised I would never forget her either. We kissed and hugged a little and said goodnight. Day 8 We make it back to camp and the girls rushed to tell the others of our trip. As a group we agreed to leave out the underwear night so Sarah wouldn't possibly lose her job. The pictures of the bear tracks proved popular as well as the caving shots, something no one else got to do that month. Sarah invited me to stay at her cabin one more night before driving home. She thanked me again for helping out, and after dinner we headed back to her cabin to cleanup and catch-up. I showered second and came out to her living room to find her wearing a loosely tied robe and nothing else. Sarah let me know that there is no way she was going to let me leave without another session of my famous pleasuring. She told me if I did a good job, I could cum wherever I wanted... The end. --------------------------------------------------------------- Cast Scott Story author 28 years old, owns my own business. Traveled a lot, likes wilderness experiences. Sarah 25 years old. Curly brunette with great curves. Friend of many years. Some wilderness experience. Works as the Field Coordinator for New Horizons, a camp/retreat that specializes in wilderness experiences for teens and young adults. Jessica 18 years old, athletic, petite and bubbly. Never been in the woods before but loves it. Brunette with medium length permed hair, green eyes. Firm small breasts, fuzzy short-haired dense triangle. Some sexual experience, not a virgin. Amy 15 years old, Barely any curves, daring but shy. 1st ever camping trip. Light brown straight hair. Big blue eyes. Soft small breasts. Sparse soft brown triangle. Little or no sexual experience. Tara 14 years old, short and curvy, very fun 1st "real" camping trip. Dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. Nice medium breasts (b or c cup), thick brown bush. Possibly sexually experienced.