"Are they still back there?"
"Think so. I saw something moving down that ridge a few minutes ago. Looks like they might be gaining on us a little."
"Maybe l take the Big Horn cutoff – it's less than a mile up the trail. We'll see what happens after that."
Gina Bellardi did not join in this conversation between her two companions, though she listened closely enough. She could not decide whether Pam and Ellen wanted the boys behind them to catch up with them or not. She knew her own mind well enough: she had come into the national forest for two weeks of backpacking and mountaineering and she would have been perfectly happy if they had seen no boys at all during the entire trip. They had been on the trail for only two days and already both Pam and Ellen were acting suspiciously like a pair of horny spinsters.
"They'll probably turn off and go up to Big Horn," Pam said as they toiled along the rough trail. "That's where most of the hikers go."
"Hey, you remember that waterfall and pool about a half-mile beyond the cutoff?" Ellen asked. "I'm already thinking about that – when we get there I'm going to strip and stay in there for about an hour!"
"Yeah, I remember it," Pam replied. "And I'm up for that too. How about you, Gina? Ready for a dip? It'll be great after heaving and sweating for two days."
"I think that would be beautiful," Gina said, trying to put the boys out of her mind.
"Say, what's wrong with you?" Ellen asked, lagging back a moment to fall into step beside Gina. "You've been quiet as a mouse all day. Still shook up over that Willie?"
"No, I don't think so," Gina replied. "Or maybe it's that, I'm not really sure. I know that I've been having trouble all morning – this is a rough trail. And I'm carrying the tent today, don't forget."
They took turns carrying the tent which sheltered them at night. Although it was the lightest model available that would shelter three, its eight pounds made a considerable difference after a few hours on the trail. Actually, as Gina admitted to herself, she had been thinking about Willie, her ex-boyfriend. A tall, handsome youth of twenty, the very epitome of almost everything she had been taught to look for in a boyfriend, he had gone with her for three months and, at least for the first two of those months, had provided her with more happy moments than she had ever known before. As Ellen stepped out ahead, leaving her to herself, Gina's mind wandered back to her last date with Willie.
"Aw, come on, do it to me," Willie said, trying to press her face down onto his cock. "A little head won't hurt you!"
"I'm scared to do it!" she protested. "Isn't it enough that I let you… well, fuck me? Can't you be satisfied with that? Willie, I love you, really I do, but that… it just seems so awful!"
Even now the memory of those few times – six in all – that he had come over her, fitting that incomparably beautiful body of his between her thighs and guiding that tremendously long, hard prick into the lips of her pussy had the power to make her knees weak and her head dizzy. A tall, lithe brunette with a pair of firmly rising breasts that attracted the eye of nearly every man, Gina had a sultry, sensuous look which would not have been out of place on a Hollywood sex queen. More than one man had been attracted by her looks, only to be turned off by her fear of letting herself go: Gina's behavior, in striking contrast to her looks, would have done credit to a New England spinster of eighty.
It had required every one of Willie's many talents to get her into bed with him, and even then she submitted only after she had become almost delirious with desire. She loved him too much to forbid him the caresses which fired her body with desire and, once she had reached that state, she could not prevent him from possessing her completely. In spite of her ardent response – and once she had gotten his prick inside her body the fervent way in which she had snapped her hips up and down had surprised even Willie – she never lost control of herself to the extent that she would engage in some of the practices he most wanted. In particular, he wanted her to take his prick in her mouth and this she would not do under any circumstances. He wanted her to talk about her desires, using the frankest, bawdiest language – she knew all the words but believed that "a lady" did not use such language – but she would do so only after considerable coaxing and when her body was trembling with desire.
"Come on, give it a suck," Willie said on that last night. "Hell, it isn't so much. Christ, even Sharon gives blowjobs!"
"Sharon?" Gina asked, slowly realizing that Sharon had lived in the city for only a month. "How do you know that about Sharon?"
Willie's evasive answer had aroused her curiosity further and, in the course of a discussion which had finally turned into an argument, he admitted that he had visited the girl in her apartment several times. He attempted to justify this by pointing out that the girl had no compunctions about servicing his desires in whatever way he chose, a justification which Gina saw as more of a condemnation of them both. The evening had ended with her getting out of Willie's bed, tearful and reproachful, and walking home by herself. Each time she relived that terrible evening she asked herself if she could possibly have done anything differently.
How could you possibly have done that to him? she asked herself as she trudged along behind Ellen and Pam. Ugghh! To behave like a common whore? If he wanted you to do that then he surely wasn't the man you thought he was! No, Gina, you did exactly right!
Despite the regularity with which she told herself that she had been right in refusing to go down on Willie, there were several times when she could not help wondering if perhaps she had been wrong. Several of her best friends, she knew, frequently made love in that way and as far as she could tell they were not adversely affected in any other way. Both Ellen and Pam openly vowed that there was little better than "a mouthful of hot cock," as Ellen so crudely put it, and they were as loyal as anyone she knew.
It would be a nice way of showing a guy that you really cared for him, she thought, shifting her pack-straps onto a new part of her shoulders. And maybe the stuff wouldn't taste so bad when he shot off. Remember that time you… mmmm!
Her mind, seemingly determined to find new ways to bedevil her with doubt, wandered back to an evening when she had gone to the bathroom immediately after experiencing a delirious, bone-melting climax with Willie. As she had sat upon the toilet stool, feeling the thick, creamy cum gush from her well-exercised slit, she had suddenly reached between her thighs and placed a finger in that opening. Upon removing it, now thickly coated with the warm, fluid, she had cautiously sniffed of it. The scent had fired her desires quickly, sending a spasm of delight over her body, and she had popped the finger into her mouth. The salty but utterly intoxicating taste had caused her head to reel with delight. Gina had never mentioned this experiment to anyone, lest they think she had become a sluttish, depraved creature and she often berated herself for having succumbed to the temptation.
No, that won't do, she. told herself. Gina, you've got to stop thinking about those things! You can't go on this way!
Again tugging impatiently at her pack straps, she quickened her pace to shorten the distance between herself and her friends. They passed the Big Horn cutoff, a broader trail leading up to one of the highest peaks in the entire national forest. They were aiming for Sheep Pen Meadows, a remote and lovely valley where they intended to spend three days before continuing their hike.
A half-mile beyond the cutoff, a mere twenty minutes' walk, they came into a small clearing. They could hear the rumble of falling water and immediately a new spirit of enthusiasm swept over the three girls. They got out of their packs rapidly and went down to investigate. Just as Ellen had said, they found a large pool at the base of the falls. Almost completely ringed with tall firs, the pool beckoned invitingly.
"Oh, wow, this is too much!" Ellen cried out, her fingers already unbuttoning her shirt. "Man, am I ever going to soak!"
"Let me at that water!" Pam sighed, also stripping rapidly.
Their enthusiasm infected Gina and she too began to strip. They gave no thought to the possibility of being surprised; they were in one of the more remote parts of the forest and, except for the hikers they had earlier noticed, had seen no one since setting out on their trip. Gina unlaced her heavy hiking boots, removed her socks and finished undressing. She was at least as attractive naked as clothed; her long waisted torso tapered neatly in at the waist, flaring out into a pair of nicely curved hips and then again tapering down the length of her slender thighs. The dark V of pubic fur, masking but not entirely hiding the crimson slit bisecting it, emphasized her femininity, just as did the nippled breasts riding high on her ribcage.
"That Willie, he's sure missing out on something," Pam said, running an envious eye over Gina's body. "Wow, what I wouldn't give for a set of boobs like those!"
"And those legs!" Ellen added, looking down at her own shorter, thicker limbs. "Oh well, we can't have everything, I guess!"
"Stop it, you two," Gina said with an embarrassed laugh. "You're only trying to make me feel bad. And you know that no boy would ever run away from you two, either!"
She was right. Despite Pam's undersized breasts and Ellen's less-than-perfect legs, both girls were extremely attractive. Pam, a short blonde with a bouncy, vibrant air of good health, always had boys hanging around her, and Ellen, a tall blonde with superb breasts, had her pick of men in the city. Both of them were well aware of Gina's shyness, especially in matters pertaining to sea, and ribbed her unmercifully about her prudish ways.
They dashed into the pool, shrieking as the ice-cold water splashed against their naked flesh, and dived deep. Their bodies quickly adjusted to the abrupt change in temperature. After thoroughly soaking themselves and sponging off the dust and sweat of travel, they sprawled on the grassy bank beside the pool and let the sun dry their naked bodies. Gina felt drowsy in the brilliant sunlight and allowed herself to drift into a half-conscious state.
"Hey, I wonder if those guys really did turn off at Big Horn?" Pam said suddenly. "You know, if they didn't they're probably off in those bushes somewhere right now, getting their eyes full!"
"Oh!" Gina muttered, sitting up suddenly and clasping both hands to her breasts. "You don't actually think they're watching, do you?"
"So what if they are?" Ellen muttered drowsily. "If they're only interested in sitting off in the bushes and watching, I sure don't want to have anything to do with them!"
"Yeah, if they're out there they're harmless," Pam agreed. "Come on, Gina, I guess that cunt of yours is safe for a while longer!"
Gina blushed daintily at that jibe, but settled back on the grass. She parted her knees lightly, luxuriating in the way the warm sunlight bathed her most intimate flesh with golden warmth, and felt her heart slowing down to a normal beat. Just as she was on the point of losing grip on her consciousness she heard a rustling of tree branches.
"By God! They said this was Big Beaver National Forest," a masculine voice cried out, "but nobody ever told me we'd see real beavers! Or such good-looking ones! Man, get a load of those pelts there!"
"Wow, did they ever name this place right!" another voice chimed in.
Gina sat up quickly and whirled about to confront the strange voices. As she did so she saw that neither Pam nor Ellen had reacted so violently; they remained horizontal, though they twisted their heads around to look. They saw four young men, all laden with pack sacks and clad for high-country hiking.
Each of the four wore a pair of cut-off blue jeans, in addition to the. heavy boots and thick socks, but nothing else. All four were heavily bearded; they looked to be in their early twenties.
"Howdy!" one of them said, unbuckling his pack and dropping it to the ground. "I'm Charlie."
The other three also got out from under their packs and introduced themselves. They sat down to remove their boots and socks, then stood up to doff the cut-off jeans. Gina gasped with shock and averted her eyes when she saw that they were going to strip down entirely.
"I'm Pam and this is Ellen," Pam said. "That's Gina – don't mind her, she's a little shy. We can recommend the water – it's the greatest!"
"Yeah, that's one reason we came this way," Charlie said. "We had it in mind all along but when we saw that you hadn't turned up toward Big Horn we knew we had to check out the pool, Good thing we did, it looks like."
"Help yourselves," Ellen said, cooly running her eyes over their naked bodies. "It's all public property."
The three girls sat on the bank and watched the youths splash and shout in the water. Gina fidgeted nervously; it was plain that she was highly uncomfortable and more than a little worried.
"I'm going to get my clothes on," she said after a moment or two. "If only they'd all look the other way for a minute, so I could run!"
"Go ahead and do it now," Ellen told her. "But what's the rush? I don't suppose they're babes in the woods; I'll bet they've seen tits and ass before!"
"Sure. Stay here and give 'em a thrill," Pam added. "Bet they never saw much that could beat you!"
"You're impossible!" Gina whispered, trying to move behind her friends so as to conceal her nakedness. "How can you say such things?"
"Doesn't take much effort," Pam said with a happy shrug. "Man, look at that Charlie – that cat's hung like nobody's business!"
"I was more taken with that Arnie," Ellen said, running her eyes over a thick-shouldered blond giant. "Oh, wow, to get my legs around that hunk of man! I bet he could go on forever!"
"What are you talking about!" Gina gasped. "Why, you're acting as though you were already in bed with them!"
"It might not be so far away," Ellen warned. "They've got to have been in the park for at least three days; it's that far to any road. And they probably haven't seen any more people than we have, so the chances are good that they'll be extra horny!"
"Trust Ellen to figure all the angles," Pam breathed. "But she's right, Gina; there are four of them and three of us. Maybe we'll get our fill for once!"
"I've already had my fill," Gina snapped, rising to her feet and preparing to run. "And I don't think it's a bit smart of you to talk that way!"
Ellen and Pam looked at each other in surprise after Gina had dashed back to the rock where she had stacked her clothes and pack.
"Hey, she's really uptight about it!" Pam marveled. "Gee, do you think she's for real? I thought she really got into screwing with Willie!"
"The way I heard it she didn't get far enough into it to suit Willie," Ellen replied. "He's a big one for head jobs, you know, and the story I heard was that they broke up because Gina wouldn't go down on him."
"Huh? Come on," Pam insisted, leveling her big blue eyes at her friend. "Everybody goes down on guys! Are you for real?"
"I mean it," Ellen insisted. "I didn't believe it at first but I got it straight from Willie himself! He swore that she wouldn't suck for anything! It really ticked him off too, because the way he told it, she's a real hot-ass. He swore that she'd fuck like a crazy woman, once he'd gotten her turned on, but that she wouldn't do anything else!"
"Well, if he's right then our Gina's going to be in for a long, cold evening," Pam whispered. "Because the way those dudes are looking us over I've got a feeling that they're not going to want to go on a nature hike!"
Charlie and Arnie, the two youths Pans and Ellen had especially marked for closer attention, came over to them and sat down. Like the girls, they casually ignored their nakedness.
"Are you two the winners or the losers?" Pam asked, fixing a bright gaze upon Charlie.
"Huh?" he said, taken aback at her abrupt question.
"I thought that's what you were doing over there," she said, allowing a wisp of a smile to crinkle her lips. "Playing a game to see which two would get to stay in the pool, or maybe be first to try us out!"
"Oh, that," Charlie said, looking down at his bare toes for a minute. "We're the winners!"
"Uh, what happened to your friend?" Arnie asked, twisting about and seeing no sign of Gina. "She playing hard to get or something?"
"It's no act," Ellen told him. "She's a little uptight about letting guys look at her birthday suit, that's all. Don't worry about it."
"Who's worrying?" Arnie asked, gathering Ellen into his arms and pressing her back against the grass. "Why worry when you can spend your time balling?"
"Mmmm!" Ellen whispered, opening her mouth and greeting his inquisitive tongue with her own.
Gina had retreated behind a thick fir tree to don her clothing and did so with haste. Peering through the branches of the tree, she caught a glimpse of Ellen being pressed back. Charlie and Pam were similarly engaged, except that Pam lay on her back with her knees spread wide, allowing the youth ample opportunity to investigate her pussy. He had delegated that task to his left hand, which dived between the girl's thighs and fell to work with a vengeance.
"My God, they're doing it!" Gina murmured to herself. "They're actually going to ball those guys right there in the open! And with that other pair watching them! Oohh, what have I gotten myself into!"
Even though she felt a deep surge of disgust when she saw how readily her friends accepted the youths, Gina could not move from behind the tree. She lifted her eyes off the lasciviously locked couples only to check on the two young men left in the pool; they were lathering themselves with a bar of soap and seemed not to notice the success enjoyed by their partners. In spite of her disdain, Gina could not help noticing that both the hikers in the pool were well endowed with sexual equipment. She had seen Willie's cock only occasionally – on the rare times when they had made love in a lighted room – and on those occasions she had been too dazed with lusty desire to be able to consider it on its own merits.
Charlie and Arnie were also generously endowed in the same area, as she could now see with ease. Ellen and Pam had both changed position and were now kneeling over their partners. Each was kissing and mouthing the cock closest to their lips, a feat which greatly distressed Gina. She had not been entirely certain that girls really did that to boys; the evidence that it was possible – and, to judge from the groans of happiness the girls emitted, supremely delightful – sent a chill of apprehension running over her body.
"Yeah, get it on!" Charlie muttered thickly as Pam's lips enclosed more and more of his distended prick. "Unuhh! Baby, you eat cock like it was candy! I can go on like this forever!"
"Turn around, honey, and feed me some pussy!" Arnie said excitedly. "If you can eat dick like that you deserve to have your cunt eaten out!"
Ellen obediently swiveled her body around to bring her loins directly above his waiting face, though she never relinquished her oral grasp of his cock for a moment. Gina was not close enough to see the details, though she could hear nearly everything the couples said, but it looked to her as though Arnie was as good as his word: he lifted his face and gave every indication of applying his lips to the hair fringed cleft resting at the apes of Ellen's thighs. Her groans of animated delight left little doubt that he was indeed devouring her pussy and probing deep with his tongue.
"Mmm, baby, I'd love to feed you some pussy too but this cunt of mine's hungry for cock!" Pam declared as she lifted herself into position above Charlie's long, thick cock. "I can't afford to pass up this treat!"
"There's lots of time," Charlie told her. "And it'll take awhile for you to wear this thing down. Besides, there's always Lou and Eddie out there in the pool they'll be glad to help out!"
"Man, am I ever glad you didn't decide to go to Big Horn!" Pam moaned as she guided his prick into place and lowered herself onto it. "Mmm, wow! Is that ever what I've been looking for! Man, it's been a drag these last few days, nothing but horny chicks to look at and nothing but a finger to fuck with!"
Gina again gasped with horror. She had been fairly certain that Pam had been up to something in her sleeping bag; the muffled sounds and furtive movements she had occasionally seen and heard had suggested an episode of masturbation, but she had not had the nerve to inquire and make sure. She was surprised, not so much at discovering that Pam had been masturbating, but at the free and open way the girl admitted her desires and her readiness to satisfy them herself. Gina had often had recourse to her own fingers as a way of dampening the fires that sometimes raged in the depths of her belly but she would never have been able to have admitted it to anyone, especially a member of the opposite sea.
This is too much, she thought as she stepped back from the fir and turned away from the exciting scene being worked out beside the pool. Oh, what have I gotten myself into! If I'd ever dreamed they would be like this, I'd never have left with them!
She decided to busy herself with preparations for making camp, since it was abundantly clear that they would not be hiking any further that day. Opening her pack, she brought out the compactly folded tent and, began staking it down. She had hardly gotten the nylon stretched out on the ground, however, when she stopped and knelt upright.
What am I doing this for? she thought. I can't just sit around while they have their little orgy. And those other two guys, what are they going to be doing, sitting around playing cards? Not likely!
Visions of rape and group orgies began flitting through the girl's excited mind. She remembered tales of gangbangs and immediately another, even more frightening vision popped into her mind: she saw herself being tied down and then raped by as succession of sturdily equipped young men. Her hyperactive imagination conjured up all sorts of variations on this theme; she even saw one of them kneeling over her face and forcing his cock, still wet with her cunt juices, into her mouth! The sight was enough to bring a sob of despair to her lips. She sprang to her feet and looked around wildly.
They won't do it to me! she said to herself, running over to her pack and shouldering it. Pam and Ellen might like that, but I'm not going to stay here and let them rape me!
With that, she walked away from the campsite. It was impossible, of course, to make a hasty retreat while carrying a forty-pound pack but she moved as quickly as possible. None of the frolickers by the pool noticed her exit. It was not until two hours later, after Ellen and Pam had each made love with two of the hikers, that they came back to the campsite and discovered that Gina had gone.
"How do you like that!" Ellen marveled. "Looks like she started setting up the tent and then split. Her pack's gone too!"
"That silly little bitch!" Pam snapped. "What did she think was going to happen? I'll bet she had ideas that all four of you guys were going to gangbang her at once! Sometimes she really gets weird ideas in that head of hers!"
"Ah, shit, we wouldn't force it on anybody," Charlie said. "Why make a chick spread when there's a couple of others around that like it so much? Especially a couple that's as good looking as you two?"
"Hey, that's the kind of talk I can dig!" Pam exclaimed. "Spoken like a true cocksman!"
She reached over and gave.Charlie's prick an affectionate squeeze.
"You think maybe we ought to try finding her?" Arnie asked, a note of concern in his voice. "This is pretty wild country, you know. Not many bears or stuff like that, but still it'd be easy to get lost."
"Oh, she's an experienced camper," Ellen said. "She's been walking in the mountains for a long time. If she wants to come back she'll be able to find the way. I don't think we have to worry about her."
"All right," Arnie said, curling an arm around Ellen's naked waist and running his hand over her lusciously curved buttocks. "You know her better than we do. What say we have another little hors d'oeuvre while Lou and Eddie fix the dinner? It's their night to cook anyway!"
"I don't see any reason to let good cock go to waste," Ellen replied, turning to him and rubbing her prominently nippled breasts into his hairy chest. "Gee, I don't think I'll ever get enough fucking and sucking!"