Chapter 1, The Unexpected trip



My phone never rings. Never. Since I moved to this lowly Iowa town, that I picked for the very fact that was minor, remote control, and I did n't know anyone who lived there. I only knew a few people in town by first name, and almost never told anyone my issue. But there was my phone, ringing away.



'' how-do-you-do ? '' I answered it unsurely.



'' Robert Scott, thank God ! '' said a familiar female voice, `` I need your help. ``



It was my older sister, Stephanie. She still lived in Gem State where we grew up, and had a family there with a guy she married ten geezerhood ago. `` What 's wrongly Steph ? ``



'' Taylor and some of her school friends are stuck in capital of Nebraska, NE. They were driving to charlotte, North Carolina for a national track meet and their driver had a sum attack. He 'll live but he 's seventy and confined to a infirmary bed and there 's no one else within like a one thousand miles who I trust to ride them the rest period of the way. Their coach is with them, but she is n't licensed to tug a bus. Taylor says she 's trying to charter someone to drive them the repose of the way, '' Steph did n't even give me any chance to ask any questions, `` but I know you have your truck license, and Abraham Lincoln is n't that far away from Hawkeye State ... ''



'' Abraham Lincoln is like a three hour parkway from my place, '' I said, `` Besides, why do n't they just fly ? ``



'' Some teacher 's union prescript and crap, '' she growled. Obviously that was already a sore point. `` Are you still unemployed ? ``



'' No, I 'm an independent contractor. I 'm self employed. '' I corrected her.



'' Whatever. Can I hire you to take two workweek off ? That is if you 're not too busy… ''



'' No, I 'm not ... '' I grumbled. `` Okay, you got a driver. ``



Steph gave me all the details of where and when and a earpiece number to gain and talk to a Ms. Sarah Jordan, the phys-ed instructor who was their raceway coach. With a straightaway birdsong to her to let her fuck I was coming to read over driving, much to her thanks, I got in my car and drove to the hotel they had booked and got there a small after two hours later. okeh I had exaggerated a bit to Steph, but now it was evening and they even had a way booked for me, granted it was originally for their driver, with the remainder of the stranded team.



I meet them all over dinner party that night, starting with Ms. Jordan, `` That 's my mother. Please promise me Sarah, '' she 'd said in our innovation, and likewise I told her and all the stripling to anticipate me Sir Walter Scott. She was a substantial woman who, while of fair face, had quite a magnanimous couplet of breasts on her otherwise petite physical body, with wide rose hip and obviously secure leg. She had yearn prey black hair that she kept tied up tight in a bun, and explained that she 'd been a track virtuoso in her youth but that ended when she grew her `` excessive weightiness '' in her pectus.



She did have an telling yoke and I could see how they could get in the way while running, or jumping, as she bounced once to make her point and I could n't take my optic off them. She explained how her `` curse '' at pubescence ended her athletic career, and she knew she would get a gym teacher, and now she was. She could n't be senior than thirty, and was probably only twenty-five or so, definitely not less than ten years new than I was.



'' Uncle Winfield Scott ! '' Taylor, my sister 's stepdaughter, who greeted me excitedly with a hug as soon as she saw me, was 15 and a precocious leggy brunette who was always seemed to be getting into difficulty. I never met her nativity female parent who had died in a car accident. That crash had also left her with a big scar on her chest of drawers where the snatch of her car place had gouged her, even if it had saved her life. I 'd seen it long ago when she was a much smaller child when I babysat her for a week as a wedding gift to my sister for her honeymoon.



Anyway she was two at the time and four when my sister became her mother, but you would never cognize Joseph Deems Taylor was n't Steph 's. They looked and acted exactly like twins, always loud and in charge, first in telephone circuit, and demanding to be the centre of attention wherever they went.



There were three former daughter with them, Alexis was a short giggly blonde with articulatio humeri length lock, Kayla a shy redheaded woodpecker whose close-fitting cut mop of hair was quite curly, and finally Natasha a tall and impudent shameful fille with just dreads across her scalp. I 'm sure I 'd get to love them all better on down the route since we would see no one else for the better persona of a week on the drive there and back except for the competition themselves, but after dinner we all went to our four rooms, one each for a distich of teens to share, and one each for Sarah and I.



The next morning we all boarded the modest bus and began our journey. It was your received old yellow, but only had about seven run-in of seats and a handicapped lift in the back. So while modest, there was still plenty of way for the lady friend to spread out if they wanted to. Natasha sat in the very back, Alexis and Kayla together in the middle, and Taylor right behind me, talking constantly. Sarah sat across from Deems Taylor, but just listened.



The first two hours I entertained Joseph Deems Taylor, who had n't seen me for a few old age from when my sister had last brought her menage out to visit me, and it seemed like she just had to detail every minute between then and now. She talked about school, what a drag her female parent was becoming, and how she 'd just broken up with her long-time three week beau because he kept trying to see her boob every time they were alone. I was just sword lily she was glad she was a vivacious Brigham Young girlfriend and tried to listen while I drove. That is what family is for, even if one-half of it was nonmeaningful gossip and melodrama of a fifteen year old girl.



Eventually though she excused herself and went back to sit and talk with Natasha leaving me to some quiet driving. After a while Sarah leaned over and said, `` Taylor really likes you. ``



'' Yea. She really reminds me of my sister at that age. ``



'' I envy her. I was always an ugly duckling at that age and pass my prison term alone and just ran on the cut, '' she sighed, `` Until the next year when my body decided to alter all that. '' She gestured to her sizeable boob.



She really had quite a stand, I could n't believe she was that derangement over it. `` Come on. My wife always used to wish she had magnanimous bosom. I 'm sure the guys hit on you nonstop. ``



'' Oh, they hit on me okay. 'Hey baby I 'm drowning and you look like just the floatation device I need .''' She shook her head word, `` All I am is a pair of knocker to guys. Before that I was invisible. ``



She was getting into a foul mood so I tried to lighten it. `` wellspring, I 'm driving so will just keep my eyes on the route, but seem to still be enjoying your ship's company. ``



I think she smiled and then we settled into some casual small lecture. I still wore my wedding ring, but I told her how my married woman had passed away slowly from ovarian genus Cancer five years ago. I was better, but just could n't exist in our Idaho hometown anymore. Everything reminded me of her, the places we use to go, and everyone always saying how sorry they were or remembering her to me. I still missed her, but I just could n't subsist in that terrible past anymore. I could n't remember her hefty anymore and that hurt more than losing her the first time.



So I moved away. In IA I mostly did odd jobs and motor a delivery motortruck while I lived on an old farm where I could grow my own food, but paid my bills mostly with by working on the internet as my primary winding job writing computer software package. I 'm not a hipster, but just wanted to get away from everybody and take some fourth dimension to myself. It 's tardily to live aliveness alone if you are willing to just work hard. I just sort of fell away from the rest of the world.



I had n't really talked about it in years, but it felt good to just open up to person who did n't know. Sarah was n't from ID originally and had been looking for a teaching job since she graduated college, but had been working at a claim center until old Mr. Finnegan, the guy who was my gym teacher finally retired that she was offered the job. She had only just moved there last year, she explained. Then we spent an 60 minutes chatting about the few old teachers I knew who were still there, and the new 1, and those that had I remembered used to be there.



prison term seemed to fly while we talked and soon it was time for lunch. I pulled off the interstate, fueled up, and pulled into a McDonald 's. The girls and I all ordered nutrient and after hitting the wash room we all piled back on the bus and drove on.



The missy had shuffled where they sat and were now all in the back talking and giggling as teenaged girls seem too often do. Sarah was n't really good with maps, but I had looked and planned ahead so predict to her we should stop in St. Louis tonight. She started calling to get rooms for us, and with that done the next few hours were some quiet driving. Unfortunately the bus was quite old and did n't own a radio, just a CB, but I kept that off.



The lately afternoon had the stripling tittering to themselves the whole time, while Sarah had nodded off from the long drive in the summer heat. Then Natasha came up behind my seat and quietly asked me, `` Sir Walter Scott, are you married ? ``



'' Um ... I was ... '' I answered uncertainly.



'' Taylor told us that, but you still have a ring. Are you with someone right now ? '' she asked with a unusual determination.



'' Well ... No, but ... '' I started to think about what to tell this stranger of a xv twelvemonth old, but she promptly ran back with her answer to the other teenager. They tittered and I looked back at them. Teenage girls and their gossiping. I dismissed it and focused on the cause and new scenery as we were getting closer to St. Louis. I 'd never been here myself, but the live on bus number one wood had a clear route marked out his map that was easy to follow.



A little while later Alexis snuck into the seat behind me and whispered, `` Are you going out with Ms. Jordan ? ``



'' What ? No. I only just fulfill her today, '' I tried to say calmly.



'' Kay, '' and she took off to come back her pack of gossipers.



Oh boy. These miss were going to be more of a handful than I thought. We were almost to our exit when Zachary Taylor came up behind me again, but instead of talking she leaned close and quickly whispered, `` Kayla thinks you 're hot, '' then scampered back. I looked up into the wide mirror back at the passengers and saw the lady friend all observation, including Kayla who looked like she 'd die of embarrassment. She blushed so fiercely that her face almost matched the orange of her red hair as she disappeared behind a seat.



I smiled and shook my head, remembering when I was that age. The first missy that I ever liked sent me a erotic love note, but my older sister had found it first and I was so uneasy as Steph mocked me for having a girl that I ripped it up unread. My sister, who was horrible to me at that age, then went straight over to her family and told her what I did. She stopped hanging out with me after that. That undivided stupid person move set me back at to the lowest degree two days from getting my first date with a girl.



We drove on until I saw the great archway for the firstly time, but had seen the signs so was expecting it. I said loudly, rousing Sarah and getting the girlfriend attention, `` Everybody reckon on your leftfield and you will see one of our nation 's great watershed, the St. Louis archway. ``



Everyone moved to the leftfield and pulled out photographic camera or speech sound to take pictures of the monument. It gleamed bright Orange River in the scene sun, and it was beautiful. After we passed it, I only got a glimpse in my mirror of the giant shameful arch back lit by the reddening sky. The girls all oohed and aahed, over its beauty, and I was sword lily they were talking about it and not me.



half an hour later the sun had just set as we pulled into our hotel, and after checking in we went to the diner next room access. The large Booth we got in the corner was a round mesa with a arc bench. All the teens piled in leaving Sarah on one end and me across from her on the former side. Natasha sat next to me, then Taylor, and Alexis, and finally Kayla, still embarrassingly avoiding eye touch with me sitting following to Sarah.



We ordered food and ate while the girls talked, mostly whispering and giggling to themselves. Towards the end somebody 's naked substructure brushed against my leg. I stiffened and moved my leg slightly away, but the mystery foot kept rubbing me, her agile toes wiggling up my bare knee and down my shin.



I looked at the five females across and around from me and tried to think who 's it was, since none were looking at me. Zachary Taylor and Natasha were too close and at the wrong angle, I figured. Kayla was too shy, I was sure. I could n't distinguish if Sarah was playing with me, or Alexis, so I coughed, stood, and excused myself to use the restroom.



I do n't make out how I had n't noticed it, but when I reached to unzip I was rock hard. hoot. I guess I was more turn over on than I realized. trusted I had n't had sex in more than five geezerhood, and my body was reacting. shit. This was only the first day of a week or Thomas More with these girls. I hope I can get through it without embarrassing hard-ons. After a few moments I 'd calmed down enough that I was able to pee and returned back to my seat with the girls.



The mysterious metrical unit did n't hark back and Sarah paid for our food and we separated to our suite. Our future stop was a province park near Knoxville where the girls could do some outdoor exercises before they got to the meet the day after, so this would be the concluding time I had this a great deal privateness for at least two days.



Instead of going directly to my room I walked over to the gas station across the street. The excerpt was small, but there were a few porno cartridge holder to prefer from. There was the classic soft-core playboy, the harder Penthouse and Hustler, and then there was an 18Eighteen. I do n't hump why I was tempting fate, but I pulled out that 18Eighteen and bought it and went to my elbow room with the cartridge clip in a plain brown newspaper publisher bag under my arm.



I got undressed and got a small towel from the bathroom and laid back on my bed and pulled out the magazine and covered my belly with the towel. The back had a Thomas Young girl, but still noticeably older than the teens I 'd been with all day, with one finger at the corner of her rima oris as if she just got caught doing something untimely. She was naked down to where the absolved plastic wrapping turned black at her breasts for the rest of the bottom third base of it.



I was like a kid with a new present and eagerly unwrapped the plastic, giddily revealing the pert naked breast underneath with a footling ticker tattoo on one knocker. Now I knew what she was caught at and opened up the magazine.



I was already throbbing operose and did n't show any of the tarradiddle, or really conceive much at all. There were a bunch of cute young young woman all raw and wanton. Staring at them I held the magazine with one script and began jerking off with the other. The first couple female child just stripped and put fingerbreadth and dildos in their pussies, and I did n't get more than a dozen pages into the mag when a pair of nubile daughter began kissing and ended licking each other out in a sixty-nine place. My celibate cock could n't take away any to a greater extent and my do-or-die masturbation culminated a twelve knifelike jerky ejaculations that covered the small towel on my belly with my salty mess. I 'd not done that since before I was married, so at least xv years.



funny remark how I use to jerk off all the time as a teen, and desired sex all the time as a Loretta Young adult, but after I fell in love, got wed and had a nifty sex lifespan until we both endured five years of her slowly dying from the inside, and the lastly five in mourning. Somehow when she died I thought I 'd lost all my sexual itch with her. I guess not, but they had definitely been repressed until now. I cleaned up and quickly fell asleep.



The next day 's drive started uneventfully. Everyone was tired of driving every day and the girls all snoozed on and off while I drove for the future ten hr. Every now and then Alexis or Natasha would ask me innocent inquiry now. What 's my favorite semblance, or food for thought, or when 's my birthday. I answered them honestly, but they were just being polite until they thought it was prophylactic to move to the more interesting questions. How old was I when kissed a young woman, saw one naked, had sex the first metre.



I tried to obviate these ones with, `` Older than you, '' or `` That 's a niggling personal, '' but they eventually wore me down with sharing their own history of first-class honours degree kisses with boys behind the gym or on the backbone of the bus, so I reciprocated with my first kiss story, that had Alexis and Natasha eagerly listening behind me. Sarah was back a few behind reading or something, and Taylor was a seat back. Kayla was even further back, but probably still in earshot.



'' Well, my maiden kiss was n't until high school day. I went to a dance with this girlfriend. I only went with her because I needed a date, and I wanted to look cool to this former girl I liked who was already going with soul else. Now, this is no excuse for bad demeanor, but I saw her kissing her boyfriend and was so jealous that I kissed the girl I was with. Then of course she slapped me and left me on the dance floor alone. ``



I laughed at my pudding head story, and the two chatty girls did also, as well as Taylor. It was only then I saw my consultation was now all four teenager miss. `` So, just remember girls, unseasoned guys will say or do anything to get strong-arm. They can be jerk who do n't care anything about you. ``



'' But you 're not a jerk Uncle Robert Falcon Scott, '' Taylor giggled.



'' Well I like to consider that I 've grown up, '' was the only response I could come up with. `` The gunpoint is never let a boy make you do something you do n't want to do. ``



'' Duh. Boys are dumb, '' Natasha pronounced with government agency, `` That 's why I 'm looking for a man ! '' That got hiss from the girlfriend, but I was n't sure as shooting that was a expert sign.



'' So, time for dejeuner and gas, '' I announced, and got the bus into a rest closure that had thankfully just come up.



With food for thought and a lavatory break the girlfriend care had been redirected. By the time we were back on the road they were all in the final two buns in the far back, giggling away with two of them bent over the seat looking back at the other two, making a teenager huddle. Of course of action this left me alone with Sarah up front, but she had been nice society and I enjoyed it.



They 'd been louder before, but they were very hushed now, so I asked Sarah what they were plotting. `` Oh Natasha bought a new Seventeen magazine. Probably some chitchat about one of those teen heartthrobs they are so into. '' Well, that was better than being accosted nonstop with uncomfortable intimate and relationship query. The succeeding various time of day were blessedly quiet.



It was n't until it was getting too dark for the miss to translate that they put their magazine away and came back forward. We were already off the interstate and almost to the camping grounds, but all the girls seemed really excited. And why should n't they be, in another new state up in a new set of mountains on the former side of the continent, and only one more half day from their destination.



The dirt road for the camping grounds was quite bumpy and the girls laughed and made a games of it, but soon we pulled in. We unpacked with the luminance of the bus and I ended up putting up all four tents. Only Kayla had put up tents before, so she helped me put them up while the others unpacked their material and got some food from the commando station a means back down the camp road.



While we were alone the shy ginger opened up. She reminisced of camping with her dad when she was younger. We talked about the open and she seemed to just babble out and talk once I found her Passion for the outdoors. She said she wanted to be a park ranger when she grew up and I told her, `` I 'm surely you would be a great one. ``



After the tents were up we put our material away and waited for the others to come back, sitting at the child's play tabular array we had when her newfound openness startled me. `` I 've never kissed a boy before. ``



'' That 's okay ... `` I started a trivial sandbag from her forward revealing. Then I remembered something dolt I saw I 'm a moving picture once and said, `` Neither have I. ``



We both laughed and heard the others returning. Kayla blushed and ran into her tent for a hour while the food was spread out and before coming back to link the rest of us for dinner, which was mostly inhuman cut sandwiches, micro chip, and some sugared sweets and soda.



After eating I thought we would release in, but Sarah surprised me, `` Okay girls. Tomorrow is the last day before the national qualifications, with the main effect on Lord's Day. That means we have to get the tripper out of our organization. Tomorrow at six you 'll do a five international nautical mile run, but tonight we will extend out and walk the one mile nature lead. '' With that they all got up, various holding flashlights and started walking.



I was going to let them to it but Taylor stopped and looked back at me, `` Come on Uncle Walter Scott. You can walk with me. '' She held out her hand. Well I could n't refuse so I stood and held her hand as we walked the woods trail.



We caught up to Sarah who was a little behind the early three teen, and walked silently together with Zachary Taylor in the heart. Then Joseph Deems Taylor said, `` I 'm gon na leave Uncle Scott to you Coach. make sure he does n't get lost, '' and quite suddenly she placed my deal in Sarah 's and took off to join her friends.



I think we were both so surprise we just kept walking, hand in hand. I heard the girls giggle and scamper off ahead of us. `` Looks like we were set up, '' I said.



'' surely looks that way, '' Sarah agreed, and just squeezed my hand in hers and I smiled. We chuckled as we walked along the peaceful wooded track and talked more about our past times, me remembering camping as a kid, and her going on cross country runs in the woods of upstate New House of York where she grew up. Sarah was very pleasant and advancing woman and I really enjoyed walking and talking with her for the full 15 minutes it took us to get back to camp.



We did n't see the girls again until we got back to summer camp, where there were giggles and tawdry lights in just one of the tents. A little awkwardly, Sarah finally gently released my hand and approached the tent, `` Are all four of you on there ? ``



The collapsible shelter got really muted, `` Yes, '' came a cautious reply from someone inside.



Sarah sighed, `` Okay, but do n't be too tacky and get to bed soon. You all adept be ready to start running at first brightness level. ``



A chorus of `` Yes coach, '' came back and she smiled at me as she made her way to her own tent and disappeared inside. I too went to my own tent and got into some mislay bed clothes to relax as I got ready for bed. The next several days would be tardily on me. Only a short drive tomorrow, then just taxi duty to and from the data track and hotel for the future two Day. Then of class was the four day long return drive back.



I nodded off pretty early, tired from the long hours driving and the sea mile long manner of walking afterwards. The girls were obviously in better contour than I was, and then they were here for their athletic art, while I was here just for my ability to drive a bus. Sometime later I woke and had to take a piss.



The zipper opening on the subdued night sounded like a chainsaw, I thought I heard something, but all the tents were still and dark. I walked into the forest a little, pissed on a tree and made my way back to my collapsible shelter. I thought I heard person whispering, so zipped up my tent without getting in and just waited silently.



About sixty seconds later, just as I was about to get into my tent for real when a dim luminousness came on in one other the girls tents and there were to a greater extent quiet whispers. I 'm sure enough it 's much later than Sarah intended them to stay out, so I walked out to the backrest of their tent to the windowpane and planned on whispering them a monition to go to sleep, but with the light on inside their tent they did n't see me even though I could now clearly see and find out them.



All four teenage girls were sitting in a set around a mag. I thought it was their teen magazine publisher at kickoff, and was about to scold them when I heard Kayla say in her soft voice, `` There is no way I could fit something that big inside me. ``



Alexis spoke quietly, obviously because she had to, but still with confident confidence, `` I used to conceive that too, but you 're insides reaching. My mom has a crew of vibrators and some are almost as thick as my wrist. I started with the smallest one. It was really besotted going in the inaugural time, but when I was done I was so loose I think I might throw gotten one twice as big in me. ``



'' shtup, that 's just a dinky white cock, '' Natasha bragged, `` pitch blackness cocks are twice and long and even thicker. ``



'' Where have you ever seen a disastrous rooster Nat ? You live alone with your mom and are probably the only when Negro mob in Idaho, '' Deems Taylor mocked her friend and called her bluff.



'' Duh, ever heard of the net ? '' and all the female child tittered.



I leaned in and saw they were looking at pictures of a guy and miss having sex in the shower. bullshit ! I think that 's my porno mag ! They must possess snooped through my stuff in my tent before Sarah and I got back or while it was on the bus. I was so humiliated I did n't get it on if I should slink off or yell at them for invading my secrecy. That and the personal subject they were describing were so taboo I could n't avail but remain to eavesdrop on them enthralled.



'' But I 've seen my dad in the cascade, and it never looked like that, '' Kayla questioned.



Joseph Deems Taylor answered that one with self-confidence, `` My dad said it grows when a guy is attracted to a missy. I saw him poking in his swimsuit once and he said it was raw. ``



'' That 's why they call it getting horny, '' Natasha explained, `` It 's small and squishy most of the clip, but grows and gets strong and sticks up like a sarcoid French horn when a guy wants to fuck. ``



Damn, now I was horny and tenting my gasp pretty dependable. I knew I should really leave or break this up, but then Alexis said something that made me freeze. `` Man, I 'm set up to fuck. What do you call up Scott would do if I slipped into his tent naked ? ``



The girl tittered again, and my humanity throbbed. `` Hey, I thought you were a virgin ? '' asked Taylor.



'' Well technically, but I 've poked most of my mom 's vibrators and half the salad bar in my pussy. I 'm cook to try it for real and 'Uncle Scott'would just make it official, '' Alexis bragged. Just the thought of her working a pickle in and out of her lilliputian cooch had me ready to break and I knew exactly what I would do if she snuck into my tent. Unfortunately I knew that could have me sent to gaol if she did and we got caught.



'' I thought it ache ? '' Kayla said.



'' Only the inaugural prison term, '' Natasha answered.



'' It never did for me, '' Alexis threw in.



'' You must have lost your hymen, '' Joseph Deems Taylor pointed out.



'' How can you recount ? '' Kayla asked.



'' Well, the books I read says it 's this little peel that covers you 're vagina just inside, '' Taylor answered clinically.



'' Yea, I was doing gymnastics a few years ago, '' Natasha told the other adolescent, `` And I did a rip and started bleeding. It was n't my point so I did n't have any lodgings and thought I 'd bruise myself, but the nanny who checked me out said I just ripped my Hymen. She had me put in a tampon and it only hurt a little. After that the adept news is I can use tampons now. ``



'' I could too, but mom would freak, so I still use pads, '' Alexis sighed.



'' My gynecologist says mine is still intact, '' Taylor too chimed in her vaginal status.



'' How can you tell if you still ... you know ... still take it ? '' Kayla asked nervously.



There was silence for a moment. Alexis was the first to answer, `` I do n't know. I figure I must throw lost mine years ago. ``



Natasha was future, `` Beats me. I do n't have one anymore and did n't even know I had one when I lost it. ``



'' I suppose you must be able to see it, '' Taylor suggested, `` Like my medico did. ``



'' Oh, '' Kayla said softly, crestfallen.



'' Why do n't you ask your doc ? '' Zachary Taylor asked.



'' I 've never been to one for that, '' she replied.



'' Really ? Why not ? '' asked Alexis sounding shocked. Kayla just shrugged. `` So you 're not on the anovulant ? '' Alexis continued her interrogation. Kayla just shook her head. `` If you want I could claim a look for you. ``



Alexis 's doubt hung in silence for a present moment and we all held our breath. Then Kayla whispered, `` No, I 'd be too embarrassed. ``



'' Come on, '' Alexis pleaded, `` Now I really what to see what one looks like. '' Kayla just blushed furiously. `` OK William Tell you what, I 'll let you see mine firstly. '' Then without waiting for concord she kicked back onto her cover and pulled down her drawers and pantie both. I wish I had a better vantage point, but all the early three girls just crowded around to inspect the lilliputian blonde 's naked bush.



'' Wow, you were n't kidding when you said you were horny, '' Natasha joked.



I heard a wet phone and Alexis answered, `` Yea. All this sex talk has already got me close. ``



'' Close to what, '' Elizabeth Taylor asked, sounding now as shy as Kayla.



'' Cuming of course, '' Alexis giggled.



Kayla did n't reply so President Taylor said, `` Having an orgasm. ``



'' I thought you had to accept sex for that ? '' Taylor questioned back.



'' Hell no ! '' Natasha interjected. `` I heard my mom tell one of her champion she always has to do herself after her young man is done because he never gets her off. ``



'' well, that 's why I masturbate, '' Alexis explained. `` Even without a dildo it feels really beneficial. Here I 'll show you. '' Then the wet sounds go along repetitively and getting louder.



I 'm only a man, and this was way too very much for me. Even though I could n't see the action clearly, I was at my limit. I gently eased my zipper down slowly and pushed my rigid peter out over my underclothes and griped it firmly. I throbbed and pulsed, my eyes rolled back and almost came from that alone.



Then I heard Alexis moan slightly and my hand started moving on its own. I knew I would n't lowest long, but obviously Alexis was in the same condition because she started a little burst of hiccup like squeaks and I started blasting thickset jets of cum hard onto the grass. I heard her intemperate, satisfied groan afterwards, and I almost did the same.



I was dizzy from the lineage and cum thrashing through my system, so sneak away from the tent as quietly as I could and back to my own tent. I ever so gently eased open the zip fastener door and got back inside as quietly as I could. Then I promptly collapsed back to sleep until morning.



The screech of a whistling woke me up with a first. `` Time to run, girl ! Up, up, let 's go ! '' Sarah shouted. There were grumbling phone of the lady friend getting up. I started getting dressed also and heard the girls start their run. A few minutes later I exited my tent to see Sarah by the lead with a stopwatch.



'' expert morning, '' Sarah said back happily, then winced and apologized, `` Sorry for waking you, but I 've found that nothing gets kidskin moving like the whistling. ''



'' forenoon, '' I groggily greeted her nodding, `` Works on adults also. ``



She laughed and I excused myself to use the restroom. When I got back the miss were just finishing their first lap. They were n't pushing it knockout and all jogging in a group, but they were n't even tired from doing the foremost of five mile manner of walking, and I knew I could n't perform like that anymore.



Sarah just chided them, `` Going serious if you 're a bunch of old gentlewoman. Step it up ! '' They sped up a little and disappeared back into the woods. I thought about peeking into the lady friend tent and trying to steal back my porn mag, but with Sarah still here I knew that would n't depend in force, so I just went back to my collapsible shelter and started packing up.



After putting my bag and tent away on the bus the girls passed by for the third time. Sarah shouted to keep back going, and the weariness of running was starting to demonstrate. For whatever rationality Sarah decided to urge on them and said aloud enough for everyone to hear, `` Whoever leads the concluding lap gets a candy kiss from Scott. ``



The girls all did a double take between her and I. I just kind of looked at her as they ran off. `` You do n't beware do you ? I know some of them have a calf love on you. ``



'' Oh, uh, no. That 's fine. Anything to avail, '' I muttered acceptingly. Thinking, I tried to change the discipline, `` If you want to get your stuff ready I 'll tamp it and deplumate down your collapsible shelter. ``



'' Sure, '' she smiled, got on her hands and knees and stuck her top share into the collapsible shelter, leaving her waist down outside while she packed. darn, she had a fine ass. Nice and firm, but still bubbly round with curved well muscled coxa. Her tight patrician spandex shorts looked painted on her. I couldn't stop looking at her camel toe between her cheeks which was clearly pointing right back at me. I froze, adhere watching her incredibly sexy rear end shiver and squirm until she backed out and fend again, bringing me back her pile bag.



I almost forgot what I was doing, but came back to reality and broke down her collapsible shelter. I heard the girls run past again and it sounded like they were really running gruelling and faster than before. A few proceedings later Sarah 's tent and pocketbook were packed into the bus with mine and I was back with Sarah waiting for the female child to finish the last lap and see who won a kiss.



'' Who do you require to win ? '' Sarah asked with a grin.



I shrugged and though before answering, `` I suppose it does n't matter since it 's just to pep up them to do their best right ? ``



Sarah blinked, `` Oh, er, right. ``



It was only a few proceedings later we heard the huffing and snorting of several girls running through the woodwind towards us. Then Alexis and Natasha appeared neck and neck charging towards us. Even though Natasha was much taller, Alexis was really moving for being the unretentive of the four girls. If we had a professional finish billet or a camera for a photo refinement I might have been able to tell who won as they went running by, but it looked like a tie to me.



Sarah however was the judge and yelled out, `` Natasha ! ``



The early two girls appeared out of the woodwind, clearly tired and upset and walked up while the initiatory two were still catching their intimation from the intemperate sprint at the end. I was n't sure how to give my reward, but Sarah handled that too. `` Go clean up and cascade off. The award ceremony will use up place in XX arcminute. ``



The girls, all out of breath, did n't even verbalize as they went to the lavatory pavilion. With everything else done Sarah and I just sat down across from each other at a child's play mesa to waitress for the fille. `` Now I hope you remember how to kiss a young girl, '' she said with a smile.



'' Oh, I think I remember how, '' I said with a matching smile. `` It 's like riding a bike. ``



'' I 'm not so sure, '' she raised an eyebrow. `` How long has it been since you kissed a girl ? ``



Caught aback by her scrutiny I got nervous, `` Oh, uh, well ... Not since my wife died. ``



'' That 's what I thought, '' she got up, and then sat snug next to me and said with all serious-mindedness, `` Kiss me. ``



I froze, `` Are ... Are you serious ? ``



'' Am I unattractive ? '' she asked bluntly.



'' No, not in the slightest. I just ... '' I could n't look her in the eye, but then her face was against mine and our mouth were touching. I melted. We moved our lips softly and pressed into each early. I felt her hand on the back of my head, and I 'd put one of mine on her articulatio humeri. I felt her magnificent bosom pressing up against my chest and arm and kissed her more fiercely.



I 'd been so long since I 'd been that close to a woman that I suddenly never wanted it to hold back and was upset when she finally pulled away. She stood and cleared her pharynx as she crossed to sit back on the other English of the picnic table saying, `` I guess you do still know what you 're doing. Just ... Just hold it chaste for Natasha. And maybe later ... ''



I 'd practically forgot about the other little girl, much less the advantage kiss, after this buxom Young cleaning woman had gotten so insinuate with me, but I nodded and Sarah nodded back as she go out some breakfast cereal for us and the child from a cooler when I heard the young woman returning. Natasha beaming a grinning that made her white teeth glow against her black skin, and the rest nowhere near as happy, but dying nonetheless.



Sarah took billing again, `` Natasha, as the victor, you get two minutes behind the bus with Walter Scott. Everyone else eat up, then pack up. We hit the road in XXX transactions. '' Then she brought the whistle to her lips. The Saame ace I 'd just been kissing. Then she gave a slight reverse to fix a more docile tweet.



Immediately the three snowy girl sat down, while Natasha grabbed my mitt and almost dragged me towards the bus as if she was trying to run away with me. The whistling really did make people actuate with pep. As soon as we were around the bus and out of spate Natasha literally jumped me. I mean literally because she moved me up against the position of the bus and wrapped one of her ramification up and over my hip, almost mounting me, as she processes to adhere her tongue down my throat.



She was improbable and very slenderize and light. She had pert little boobs, but her jazzy loaded armored combat vehicle top kept them in place, squished against my chest. I 'd already been aroused by her coach kissing me just hour before, so my erection was now raging as this leggy teenage fatal young woman did her practiced to dig her virgin womanhood, clad only in tight spandex against the excrescence in my jeans. I found that despite Sarah instructing me to keep it chaste, instead I has grabbed her hips and helped rock her button on my boner as I sucked on her hot pink tongue.



She quivered stopped kissing me to moan out softly when the whistle chirped in the length from the other side of the bus. I did n't want to quit making out with this gumptious and feisty black teen, but I eased her down and she whispered quietly, `` That was amazing, '' before she took off running back to the group.



I started to follow her back, but heard Sarah yell out, `` And for a well fought second place, Alexis gets one minute. '' Then she tweeted the whistle again and the short blonde stripling was instantly on me and dragging me back behind the bus.



I still had a raging hard-on and had been hoping to let it die down, but Alexis being much more forward and nowhere near as improbable as Natasha, grabbed my fork with her hand as she pulled me down to osculate her. She 'd obviously never kissed many clip if ever before, unlike Natasha I figured, because she basically was just opening her rima oris and sucking on my lips. But she was eager and seize my hand and pulled it to her belly and up under her cloths and bra to her breast.



She had decidedly openhanded breasts than the early stripling, but still nowhere near the massive rack of her instructor, or even the modest twosome my married woman had had, but her nipple were surd and longsighted as I flicked them while trying to slow down this slobbering horny daughter 's clapper. She grabbed and squeezed my putz hard through my jeans, causing me to moan and shiver before the whistling ended her reward tryst.



Alexis took off without a Holy Scripture, just a grinning, and I just stayed behind the bus cooling off. The young lady were almost finished feeding when I got back to the group. They were all smiling, even Sarah, as I sat and poured myself a bowl.



Sarah spoke up and got their care again, `` Okay, pack it up and break down the tents. '' She blew the tin whistle again and the teens jumped up, some still finishing the utmost spoon of their breakfast. `` Move, move, relocation. '' Seconds later the table was empty except for her and I and the girls were I 'm their tents.



'' And you Mister, '' she said firmly looking at me. `` I need to have a private Bible, '' and she pointed back at the bus and started walking briskly. 'Oh turd !'I 'd gone too far with those underage girls and now I was going to get an earfull. I followed like a dog who 'd just been scolded and loped after her.



I thought maybe she 'd only pass on me a hushed yell with the girls so close, but instead I was surprised she pulled me against her and kissed me heavy and passionately. Her tongue probed my mouth and her hands gripped my ass while her titty collided against my thorax. Immediately my mother fucker returned to its full mast position.



I just started to return her kiss when she broke away and let go of my ass cheeks. `` We only have a few moment, '' she whispered as her hands loosen my push and zipper of my jeans. `` Do n't make any noise, '' she warned with a smile before dropping to her knees and poking my hard prick out through my underdrawers, between her moist lip, and straight all the way down her throat.



I was past the moon and aimed straight at heaven 's pearly gates as she adroitly started pistoning her head back and forth quickly while sucking on my throbbing humanness hard. I groaned between clenched teeth and unroll my middle to gaze down at my cock-sucking angel. Her farsighted smooth raven black hair was twirled between my finger as I clenched the backbone of her head and saw past times to look down her tank top at the most cleavage I 'd ever seen in my life as I immediately erupted.



'' Oh my god ! '' I groaned as I came. I do n't do it how she did it, since my married woman had always gagged or spue me out when I 'd cum in her rima oris before, but Sarah stayed oceanic abyss on me as I pulsed blastoff after shot my hot salty load down her esophagus. I quivered and shook as she leeched every finally drop from my nut dismissal before she released me. I 'd already recoil to half my size when my dribbling phallus left her mouth and she licked her lips to see any from escaping.



I sagged up against the bus for support and felt totally sucker punched. She wiped some excess spittle from her sassing and stood brushing the tangles I 'd made of her fuzz. `` Mmmm, tasty. Now get cleaned up, the young lady will be here soon and you still need to drive us all. '' Then Sarah headed back to the campsite.



I blanked, and just caught my breath, with my shriveled yet fulfill rooster dangling out and my knickers around my mortise joint, for a present moment before quickly coming back to realness and began cautiously redressing.



I stumbled back to the mesa and ate while the missy packed up and broke down their tents. It 's a lot soft to take them apart than to put them together, and with a slight instruction from Kayla the girls did all the work. I just sat and watched those nimble young things work, bending over, standing up. I could n't help but feel that every time they stuck their ass out or got on their knees, they were showing off and posing for me. They were all dressed in alike skin tight running spandex shorts and tank tops that left little to the vision, but my imagination was running wild and free.



To soon they were packed up and I was the slowpoke. We all boarded the bus and began the last leg of our trip to their destination.


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prevue of Chapter 2 : The running meet, victor and losers, and alone meter with several characters in my hotel room.


Preview of Chapter 3 : The trip home is a LOT more stir, with a lot more bumping along the road.


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