Unknown - The camping trip

The tingling sensations were driving Jeane crazy and when Nancy reached around and enveloped Jeane's small, but firm, buttocks and stretched further to trace between her legs, she could stand it no more.

"Nancy, I am going to faint," and she went all wobbly.

Nancy grabbed her and set her down on the bench. "I am so sorry, Jeane. I had thought that maybe this wouldn't have been quite so new for you. I just about came just looking at you. It wasn't fair of me to take advantage of you like this, forgive me."

Having learned about the finer things in life in the last few moments, Jeane protested as adamantly as she could. "Nancy, I have never felt so wonderful, so needed and so wanted as I did just now. I guess it is just too much for me all at one time."

As Nancy helped her dress, she smiled and said, "Jeane, you have not seen the last of me. We are going to continue this,… well, conversation of ours, again. I might let you in on a little secret a little later also."

As she finished dressing herself, she said, "I am trying my damnedest to get screwed all week, so could you please try and keep Alex out of our hair as much as possible. I sure don't mind having you close by anytime (and she emphasized the "anytime"), you might learn something useful, you never know. But I don't know how Alex would react to our fucking, so the writing is on the wall. You, young lady, however, are in for some intensive lessons, I hope, so keep your eyes open."

On that note, they left the shelter and headed back to the camper.

The rest of the afternoon and evening was spend hiking and messing around the camper. After a late supper Nancy winked at Jeane and suggested that they all hit the hay early. Josh objected, saying it was the shank of the evening and besides there was a party at the lodge.

At that Nancy said, "Speaking of shanks, Josh, let's talk about yours." That shut him up, as he quickly looked over to see if either of the kids had caught on.

Josh took Alex in back to change. Jeane quickly slipped into her baby-doll under the admiring glance of Nancy. "I can't wait," she said, just before the men returned.

Alex came back with pajama bottoms with no shirt. Josh suggested Alex sleep in the back and Jeane could take the couch. Nancy suggested that the kids could watch a little TV before going to bed, so the kids piled onto the sofa as Nancy and Josh left for the party.

On her way out, Nancy stopped by Alex and Jeane on the pretext of kissing them each goodnight, but she whispered, "In the glove compartment," to Jeane. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she chided in departing.

The kids sat quietly for several minutes. "Now is my chance to further my education," thought Jeane.

"I wonder what's in the glove compartment." There was only one way to find out, look. She went up front and opened the glove box. Just junk. But she searched through it and, lo and behold, she found a video. She didn't have to look closely to guess what it might be about.

"Want to watch a movie, Alex?" "I suppose so. Is it Disney?" "Sort of," she smiled back.

"Did you really like what you say this afternoon, Alex?" "Yes, it was neat." "Would you like to see me again?" "Ya, that would be great, Jeane."

She got the movie going. It was one of the Grade C-types. No plot, just screwing. It blew her mind. As she sat enraptured by the movie she totally forgot Alex was next to her. She still thought it sort of gross, but just watching brought that tingling sensation back to her loins. But the insensitivity and near violence of the men and indifference of the women, was a near turn-off for her. "It sure looks like the men enjoy that, but I am not sure the women do," she thought.

When it was all over and her breath had come back, she remembered Alex. She looked over and say him stretched out on his side where he had started, only now, he was sound asleep. "Nancy sure was right."

So now what should she do. She put the video back and returned to the sofa. She didn't feel like sleeping. She wished Nancy was here.

She went into the bathroom. She was going to take the ponytails out of her hair. She stood in front of the mirror with her pajama tops pulled up and looked at her tennis-ball-sized developing breasts. They were nice. Not big like her mother's or Nancy, but both women liked hers, so they must be all right. Her hand crept down to her loins. She wanted to get all wobbly again. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander back to the afternoon in the shelter. She felt the tingling between her legs again and a strong need to touch herself there. Before she realized it, she had a finger deep into her vagina, and another over her little bud-clitoris rubbing it in a circular motion.

At that moment she heard, "Wa'cha doin?" Alex rudely asked.

"I should ask you that, Alex," she returned, quickly pulling her hand out of her pajama bottoms and dropping the top back down. "You shouldn't be spying on me."

"I wasn't, I just had to go to the batroom and you were here."

She didn't know what he had seen, but she wasn't sure she cared as the pleasant sensations had not diminished. "Go ahead, you won't bother me."

At that he unbuttoned his pajama fly and pulled out his penis. Now, she certainly was no expert on these things having only a few minutes before even seen much of penises. She knew that they did grow much bigger when erect and all of those she had seen in the video were erect and, of course, huge. Alex's was actually small compared to them, but it had a certain fascination about it, even flaccid. She stared at the soft pink thing, about five inches long and as big around as, maybe, a garden hose. Alex held it complacently in one hand and let out a horse-like stream of piss. He sort of played at making a design of bubbles in the toilet bowl and seemed disappointed when finished. She would have loved to take it in her hand and see what it was like.

As Alex was stuffing it back into his pajamas, she hesitantly inquired, "That is very nice, Alex, may I look at it some more?" "Ya, you don't have one, do you?" "No, but I have something nice, too."

What Alex said next almost caused her to keel over: "I know. Ma lets me see her's and if I'm good she lets me play around it. It is fun to mess around in there, but it gets messy and I have to wash my hands and I hate to wash my hands and Ma sure acts funny. She gets all excited and bounces around and screams, but she won't let me stop. She says someday maybe she will show me some more things to do. Can I play with your's?"

Well, with an introduction like that, what could she do? Trembling with anticipation, she managed to get out, "Sure, let's go back out to the sofa, it's too crowded in here."

They both rushed back out the narrow door, and just like the Keystone Cops, they wedged themselves. This was the second time Jeane could actually recall touching a Jim's bare skin. This time the touch was more electric than in the pool.

After some struggling they freed themselves and raced for the sofa. They tied, and flung themselves down on the narrow mattress.

"Tell me what your mother does now, Alex." "She just takes off her clothes and lays down on the bed. Then she tells me to get a big gob of spit and lick it all around her house until it is real wet, then she tells me to pretend the little man is a soda and then I get to play with the little man and go in the house."

"I don't know what all of that means, but I will take my pajamas off and you show me. It doesn't hurt does it?"

"Well, sometimes she acts like it, but I wouldn't hurt a flea, and she won't let me stop and I don't know."

In no time she had her pajamas off and was stark naked before a person for the second time today. She stretched out on her back on the sofa. Alex seemed to enjoy looking at her body, or at least that is what she thought. Her body was starting to take shape and she wasn't the skinny kid she used to be.