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Algonquin Memories - 5
by Douglas_fox482 (douglas_dox482@yahoo.com)

***

The crew moves on to Dickson Lake. Jon and Amy try 
giving and receiving oral sex, try it doggie style and 
try 69. (MF-teens, voy, preg)

***

Saturday, August 19th
 
Justin came around before dawn to get everyone up. The 
group was quiet while packing. We ate a cold breakfast, 
loaded our gear in the canoes and shoved off. It only 
took five minutes to reach the portage.

I helped Amy get her pack on. "How does that feel?" I 
asked.

"It's OK. Heavier than the last couple days, but not as 
bad as the beginning of the trip." I gave her a kiss 
and watched for a minute as she followed Barb, Sherry 
and Katie up the hill at the start of the portage.

I turned back and picked up my canoe, hoisted it onto 
my shoulders and started walking. I was following 
Justin. Will and Joe were behind me. In about fifteen 
minutes we caught up to the girls. We passed. Justin 
yelled back that we would meet them at the halfway 
point. We planned to take a break there. We walked for 
about fifty minutes when we crossed the logging road 
that was near the middle of the portage. We walked 
another ten minutes.

"I guess this is about half way." Justin announced. The 
guys put their canoes down on the ground and slumped 
down to rest. About fifteen minutes later, the girls 
arrived. We rested together for another fifteen 
minutes. The guys helped the girls get their packs on 
and then picked up the canoes. We began the second half 
of our walk. Forty minutes later we came to raised 
wooden platforms. The platforms allowed us to walk over 
the swamp without getting stuck in the muck. .We walked 
on the boardwalk for about ten minutes. 

I looked ahead when we left the boardwalk. I thought I 
saw water. Two minutes later we were standing on the 
shore of Bonfield Lake. The girls arrived about ten 
minutes behind us. Bonfield Lake looked to be about 300 
yards across. We loaded the packs and pushed out into 
the lake. I took around three strokes and we were on 
the other side.

We repeated the process for the next portage. Only one 
more portage and we were done. We paddled up Wright 
Lake, around the point and down the other side of the 
lake. We reached the last portage after a half hour of 
paddling. We could feel the wind was picking up as we 
approached the portage to Opeongo Lake. It took us 
around ten minutes to cross the last portage.

When I crested the last hill, I could see Opeongo Lake 
stretch out in front of me. The wind was blowing in my 
face. The waves were crashing onto the beach. We 
brought our canoes and packs down to the beach. The sun 
was shining. The waves were around 18-24 inches. It was 
really smart of Mr. Ritter to hire a water taxi for us 
at the end of the trip. There was no way we could 
paddle into Opeongo Store on our own.

Justin called us together. "Split up and check out the 
campsites along this side of the lake. Come back in 
five minutes. We'll pick out a site then." Amy and I 
walked south along the beach. Most of the sites were in 
the open. The last site sat on a low bluff at the end 
of the beach. This site was nice and flat and had 
privacy. Perfect. 

Amy and I walked hand in hand back to the rest of the 
crew. Everyone compared the sites and agreed to take 
the one down at the southern end of the beach. The 
packs went back in the canoes and we floated our 
equipment down along the edge of the lake. The waves 
crashed over us as we pushed the canoes to the site.

Our well drilled crew has camp set up in half an hour. 
We ate lunch. Joe stood up and called for attention.

"I want everyone to remember. Some of the things you 
did on this trip need to stay private memories for our 
crew only. Barb and I could get in a lot of trouble if 
your parents find out we let you have sex on this trip. 
Keep this to yourselves. Also, remember we are nearly 
back to civilization. We can expect to see more people 
here. Please be circumspect about where you 'show your 
affection.'"

Everyone agreed to be careful. When lunch was done, we 
changed into our swim suits and rushed out into the 
lake. We wrestled and splashed in the waves. The group 
goofed around in the surf for an hour. Slowly, couple 
by couple the group dispersed. Amy and I were the last 
two left in the water. I was sitting on the bottom in 
about two foot of water. Amy sat on my lap and we 
kissed.

"Jon, I'd like to try something different." Amy stated. 
She reached into my swim suit and rubbed my cock. It 
quickly came up.

"Jon, pull your shorts down." she asked.

I slid them down and sat my bare bottom in the sand on 
the bottom of the lake. Amy sat down on my lap. I 
looked into the clear water and watched as she slid her 
bikini bottom to the side to expose her pussy. She rose 
up a little and impaled herself on my cock. We kissed 
for a minute. Then she rose up on her knees and sank 
back down on my cock. We made love slowly. 

The waves crashed against my back and swirled around us 
as Amy rose and fell on my cock. I tried to thrust back 
as Amy dropped onto my cock, but I couldn't move far 
with her on top of me. We kissed. I fondled her breasts 
and then dropped my hand down to where we were 
connected. I rubbed my finger around her clit as she 
rose and fell on my cock. After five minutes of this 
assault on my cock, it began to tingle and throb.

"Amy, just a little more." I gasped. I rubbed her clit 
furiously. 

Amy moaned, "I'm almost there." I kept rubbing while 
she wiggled and writhed on my cock. "Ohhhh... 
Jonnnnn...." She moaned. Her pussy spasmed and clasped 
my cock repeatedly. She was dropping down on my cock 
when I spewed cum into her cunt.

"I'll never forget this time, Amy." I say as I kissed 
my lover. We sat, still joined, in the surf for a few 
minutes. Finally Amy got off my prick and arranged her 
bikini bottoms so she looked decent. I pulled up my 
shorts. We walked hand in hand back to camp.

Will and Katie were making dinner. The rest of the 
group sat around the campfire and talked about our 
experiences this week. After dinner, the group sat 
around the campfire talking.

Justin asks, "What was your most memorable moment this 
week? Jon, why don't you start."

"My most memorable moment had to be losing my virginity 
on the beach at Lake Laveille." I answered.

"No, I meant your most memorable non-sexual moment." 
Justin said.

"Oh, well in that case I would have to say our 
teamwork. Everyone worked together to make things fun 
and comfortable in very primitive conditions." I 
answered.

"Amy, how about you." Justin said as he looked at her.

"I think the thing I will remember most is how I 
overcame the adversity the first two days. In large 
part due to Jon's help. I never thought I could get 
through this after my struggles the second day. Thank 
you Jon and everyone" Amy explained.

"Katie, how about you." Justin asked.

"I think the second biggest thing I will take from the 
trip is the chance to experience all the wildlife in 
the park. Our encounter with the moose was 
unforgettable." Katie explained.

"Wait a minute, what about the biggest thing you 
experienced in Algonquin." I demanded.

"Oh, that's here." Katie smiled and patted Will's lap. 
Will smiled and blushed a little.

"Your turn Will." Justin said.

"First I would like to thank everyone for treating me 
like an adult, not a little kid. I also will remember 
the advice you gave me, Justin and Jon. I feel more 
confident in how to act around a girl than I was two 
weeks ago." Will said.

"Sherry, it's your turn." Justin said as he kissed her.

"I think by now most of you know I am pregnant with 
Justin's baby. Before the trip I wasn't sure what I was 
going to do. After spending the week with Justin, 
sharing his bed, cooking and cleaning up with him, I 
feel like we are a couple, not just two teenage kids 
who screwed up. I don't know what the future will 
bring, but I know Justin will be in it and we will get 
through it together. Thank you for everything Justin." 
Sherry leaned in and kissed Justin.

"Now can we talk about the sex?" Will asked.

"OK" Justin replied.

"I'd like to thank Justin, Sherry, Joe and Barb for 
making so much noise the first few nights. I doubt I 
would have had enough nerve to try anything if I hadn't 
been so horny from listening to the four of you." I 
said.

"Well, you and Amy were so noisy a couple nights ago. 
It got Katie and I so worked up that we finally did 
it." Will said.

"I have been dreaming about Jon for the past year, but 
I never would have had the courage to do anything about 
it weren't for the rest of you guys every night." Amy 
said.

"Us going at it every night, what about you two. How 
many times did you do it?" Sherry asked.

"Eight times, I think, not counting the blow jobs and 
69 session." I answered.

"Eight times! I can't believe your prick didn't fall 
off." Justin said. Everyone laughed.

After that remark the conversation quieted down. 
Couples talked to each other and slowly, two by, two, 
people disappeared from the fire circle and went to 
their tents. Finally Amy and I were alone at the fire.

The sounds of teen sex were coming from the tents. 
Panting, groans rustling and the sound of skin slapping 
together. I looked at Amy and said, "Do you want to do 
it one more time. I don't know when we will be able to 
do this again."

"Sure. Let's go to our tent." Amy answered.

We retired to our tent and stripped down. "How do you 
want to do it tonight?" she asked.

"How about with you on top? I liked that one." I 
answered.

"OK"

I lay down and pointed my prick straight up. Amy 
straddled me and lowered herself onto my prick. I 
watched it disappear into Amy. She rose up and lowered 
herself back down onto my cock. I played with her tits 
and sucked on her nipples while Amy fucked herself on 
me. I reached out for her clit. I circled my finger 
around it and flicked my finger across it. Amy rode my 
cock for all it was worth. Finally the sensations were 
too much for Amy. She moaned and orgasmed on my cock. I 
exploded right after Amy came. My sperm jetted into her 
cunt.

Amy said, "Jon, Thank you for the last few days. I love 
you." 

We spooned together and fell asleep. 

***

Sunday, August 20th

I awoke to the sound of Justin yelling. "Hurry up 
everyone, we overslept! The water taxi will be here in 
twenty minutes."

Everyone flew around dressing, packing and putting 
things in our packs. We saw the water taxi in the 
distance as we finished folding the last tent.

The taxi pilot pulled up about 15 feet from shore. We 
carried our packs to the boat and loaded them. Then we 
brought the canoes out one at a time. They were flipped 
upside down and tied down to the canoe racks on the 
water taxi. Finally everyone piled in. The water taxi 
took off down the lake. We practically flew across the 
East Arm of Opeongo Lake. The water was choppy as we 
left the East arm and crossed the water near Windy 
Point. I was glad we were using a water taxi and not 
trying to paddle back in this wind in these waves.

The taxi pulled up to the dock at Opeongo Store. We 
unloaded our canoes and packs onto the dock. Joe 
brought the van down from the parking lot and parked 
beside the dock. We returned our canoes to the 
outfitter, loaded our packs in the back of the van and 
dug out our travel bags.

Joe announced, "Everyone, they have showers at the 
bathrooms beside the parking lot. Get cleaned up. We'll 
meet outside the store in half an hour."

The group practically ran to the showers. The guys, 
ever gallant, let the girls use the showers first. We 
leaned against the metal railing outside the showers 
and talked.

"It sure is going to feel good to get a shower after 
eight days. Taking a dip in the lake helped, but a bar 
of soap and bottle of shampoo in a warm shower is 
better." Justin declared.

"Don't forget the clean clothes. The two t-shirts and 
two shorts I had in the wilderness are strong enough to 
walk off on their own. I think I'll throw them away 
instead of dragging them home. Mom will never get them 
clean." I said.

"You said it, dude." Justin answered.

Amy came out of her shower room. I gave her a kiss and 
took a big sniff. "You smell wonderful."

"Get your shower, you don't smell so sweet." Amy said 
and laughed.

I walked into the shower room and locked the door. I 
stripped down, started the water and hopped in. The 
first soap and rinse took most of the dirt off. I 
soaped up and soaked in the shower for five minutes. It 
felt great to have hot water running down on my head 
and back. Reluctantly, I turned the shower off. I dried 
off, brushed my teeth, dressed and came out. No one was 
outside. I listened. I heard Justin, Joe and Will in 
their shower rooms.

I wandered down the trail to Opeongo Store. I grabbed 
my wallet out of my travel bag and went in the store. I 
walked in, looked around and stopped, dumbstruck. They 
had whole isle of junk food. I hurried over and joined 
the girls, who were selecting their snacks. I grabbed a 
can of Pringles, a Coke and a couple of candy bars. I 
paid for my snack and went outside and sat on the bench 
to enjoy them.

Amy came out and sat down beside me. I stopped eating 
my chips and gave her a hug. She leaned in and kissed 
me. "Now you smell civilized. Maybe I'll let you hang 
around a little longer Jon." Amy teased. Amy and I 
snuggled and enjoyed our snacks.

After about thirty minutes, everyone had finished 
cleaning up, had snacks and were basking in the mid-
morning sunshine.

"Well gang, we need to get going. We are supposed to 
have lunch at the restaurant near the outfitters." Joe 
announced. Everyone ran for the cars. Amy and I beat 
Will and Katie to the backseat.

Amy and I snuggled against each other for the hour 
drive to the outfitters. Will sat beside us, frowning. 
Katie sat in the seat in front of him with Justin and 
Sherry. We stopped off at the restaurant and had lunch. 
Real meat and vegetables sure beat textured vegetable 
protein, pasta and freeze dried vegetables.

After lunch we went to the outfitters to turn in our 
equipment. We spent most of the afternoon cleaning and 
returning our camping gear. Then we went shopping in 
the store. The owner assigned us two cabins. I knew it 
was coming, but I was still disappointed. The guys had 
one cabin and the girls had the other. Bummer.

We went back to the local restaurant and had dinner. I 
had steak. It never tasted so good. Everyone had ice 
cream when dinner was done. We returned to our cabins 
at the outfitters.

Amy and I walked along the lake shore holding hands and 
talking. 

"This trip as was spectacular. I loved the wilderness, 
the loons, the eagles, the minks we saw on the Crow 
River, the company and the wonderful lover I found out 
here. I will never forget this trip." Amy explained.

"I know, as nice as the scenery and wildlife were, 
finding my love for you is the memory I will keep with 
me forever." I declared. "I don't know what I'm going 
to do when we get home. I want to fall asleep in your 
arms every night." I said.

"I know." Amy says.

"I'm so horny now I want to grab you and fuck the shit 
out of you! We haven't had sex all day. We haven't had 
one moment alone since we got to Opeongo Store. School 
starts in one week. What are we going to do?" I asked.

Amy answered, "We'll take it one day at a time. We only 
live two doors apart. We have time after school. Our 
parents don't get home from work until six each night. 
We will make time for each other." We walked silently 
for a few minutes.

"Jon, what if I'm pregnant?" she asked.

"I don't know. Whatever happens, I will be with you. I 
never felt this way before, but I think I want to be 
together with you forever."

We had a long slow kiss and then parted to return to 
our cabins. Joe, Justin and Will are all asleep. I 
crawled into bed and sighed. I wanted to snuggle with 
someone.

***

Epilogue

The drive home the next day was anti-climactic. We 
stopped off in Niagara Falls. We did the Maid of the 
Mist boat ride. We stayed at the same state park as the 
trip up. We returned home late afternoon on Tuesday. 
Joe dropped us off at our houses. Our Algonquin 
adventure was over.

Two weeks after school started, about three weeks after 
the trip, Amy and I went to the local drug store after 
school. We bought an EPT pregnancy test. Amy took the 
test. It said that she was pregnant. I called Joe and 
Barb, remembering their promise to help us. The next 
day, Barb took Amy and I to the local pregnancy clinic 
after school. A doctor tested her and confirmed that 
Amy was indeed pregnant. We were going to be parents!

The hardest thing I ever did in my life was meet with 
Amy's parents and tell them that Amy was pregnant and 
that I was the father. After our meeting with Amy's 
parents we went to my house and dropped the bomb on my 
parents.

The next night our two families met to discuss what we 
were going to do. After a long discussion and much soul 
searching, it was decided that the Holt family would 
look after the baby on weekdays. I would be available 
whenever they needed a baby sitter in the evening. On 
the weekends, Amy and the baby would stay with my 
family. I was to do most all of the work with the baby 
on the weekends to give Amy a break.

Our son was born on May 18th. I was in the delivery 
room. It was an awesome experience to hold our son for 
the first time. We named him Brian Jason Miller. We are 
staying in school. This is written a year and a half 
after the Algonquin trip. I found my love that week, 
but had to learn to take responsibility for my actions. 
It's a pain in the butt being stuck in the house all 
weekend, every weekend with Brian, but I do it. After 
all, he's my son. I will do whatever it takes to raise 
him. 

Amy and I are still together. Mom and dad finally let 
us share my room on the weekends when we stay together. 
Amy is on the pill now. Mom and Dad have learned to 
live with us making love in my room. I plan to get a 
construction job after high school. Then Amy and I can 
get married. 

I will take night classes at HACC, the local community 
college. I still plan to become a writer, but doing it 
professionally will have to wait a few years. I'll just 
have to practice with stories like this one for awhile.

THE END

I hope you enjoyed this story. You can send comments to 
douglas_fox482@yahoo.com 

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