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   Prologue.  This is a single chapter story involving the main character
from the "Early Life" series.  You don't have to have read any of those
stories to enjoy this one, the first few paragraphs may be confusing but
after that it stands on it's own nicely I think.  As with many of my
stories it is based in truth.  The main event really did happen to me but
as usual I have added lots of embellishments and tailored it to fit this
audience.  As most authors know, you should never let facts get in the way
of a good story, and while I hope this is a good story, it is a work of
fiction, I do not condone child abuse or child sexual exploitation, this is
a work of fiction, if pre-teen and teen age sex offends you, do not read
this story.



   It was good to be home again, it was the summer of my twenty second
year, my third year in the service.  Anchorage in July was always a
wonderful place, and being out in the bush was even better.  I had managed
to put together a three week leave and was spending it all here in Alaska.
The timing wasn't perfect as V and the girls were out of town for most of
my leave but we would have some time, a couple of days in the beginning and
then most of a week at the end.  Vern seemed to honestly feel bad about the
way things worked out and had managed to get me a spot at a fish camp for
ten days.  They were going to fly me in and I would spend the time on the
river fishing for Reds and Kings.  Everything was included, meals, lodging,
gear, fish cleaning.  I was going to be pampered for the entire time and
get to do one of my favorite things in the world, fishing and Vern was
paying for it all.

   V was heading south to visit potential colleges, this next year was
going to be her senior year in High school and she had some important
decisions to make.  I always knew she was smart but I didn't realize that
she was way scary smart.  She had a 4.0 GPA and her pre-SAT scores were
through the roof, her focus had been math and science and there wasn't a
person in school who could compete with her.  I knew she loved me but it
did make me a bit insecure how someone as smart as she was could love a
person like me.  I was a doer, all about action.  Sure I knew tactics and
strategy and could out maneuver most on the battlefield.  But her world was
completely alien to me.  I tried not to think about it too much.

   Carla and Sarah were both also occupied, either with Camp or a family
visit.  I was starting to think that maybe Vern was running a little
interference, maybe trying to keep us away from each other.  It was ok, a
little annoying, but ok.  If this was all it took to break us up as a group
then I would really be disappointed, but I flashed back on what a wonderful
person once told me, "Time will be the test" and I knew it was true and was
comforted.  This summer would be something different than what I had
planned and that was alright.

   V and I had managed one wonderful night together before she was whisked
off to the lower forty eight, the next morning I was at the Lake hood
seaplane base catching a six seater shuttle to a south central fish camp
and looking forward to ten days on the river catching fish.  I got there
early and had my gear ready to go.  The camp provided most everything but I
always traveled with at least minimal survival gear.  I had my sidearm and
pack rifle, sleeping bag and survival gear as well as a couple of day's
emergency rations.  All my life I was taught to be ready for anything and I
usually was.  I checked in and met the other passengers, there were two
other fishermen heading to the camp.  They were from Wisconsin and this was
their first time in Alaska.  The Pilot seemed like a nice guy but it was
six in the morning and I could tell he was already drinking or possibly
still drunk from the night before.  Not unusual for my home town but it
didn't make me feel good.  There was also a young girl on board as well.

   Hi, I said you heading to the fish camp?

   Yeah, my Dad works there and I am going out to help in the kitchen for a
couple of weeks.

   That's pretty cool and very brave, have you done this before?

   No, this is my first time.  I didn't really want to go, but things at
home are pretty shit.

   Ahh, I nodded, been there with my parents as well.  I joined the service
to get away from them.

   Really, she said smiling.  Pretty drastic!

   I know, right!  But it's been good for me and I have my own money now
which is really cool.

   God, I wish I had my own money.  They aren't paying me much for this job
but it's better than nothing.

   The pilot came out about then and told us all to load up and head out to
the plane.

   Hey, I am Johnny.

   I'm Karen, she said.  Will you sit next to me on the plan?  These old
guys are kind of creeping me out.

   Sure, I said smiling at her, not a problem.  Karen was young and cute,
brown hair and blue eyes with freckles across her nose.  I was guessing
that she was sixteen or so with an athletic body and pert breasts.  She
would be a wonderful distraction for the flight.

   We got to the plane and Karen got into the back, I climbed in after her
much to the disappointment of the Wisconsin guys.

   They climbed into the middle seats and the pilot took his place in the
front left seat.  He skipped much of his pre-flight checklist and just
started her up and began to taxi out into the water way.  This wasn't
particularly unusual; most of these guys were pretty much seat of the pants
kind of pilots, but it left me with a foreboding feeling.  We headed north
over the inlet and then turned to a generally northwesterly direction. 
This was approximately correct so I really didn't think much about it.

   Karen and I continued talking for another hour or so, she talked about
her life at school and her friends.  She was actually fifteen and had a
boyfriend until recently but they fought and broke up before she took this
job.  She talked about how her parents didn't understand her.  The usual
teenage angst stuff that we all went through, I didn't mind listening but
for the most part she really did have it good.  She had two parents who
loved her and did some pretty amazing things to help her out, like this
trip to the fish camp.  She had a job that earned her money and was
protected to boot.  Not much really to complain about.  But that is pretty
normal for the teen years, never really knowing how good you had it.  I
just listened and agreed with her, she really didn't want to know how well
off she was compared to some others I have known.

   About two hours into the flight the right engine started to sputter and
shake a bit.  I thought it odd that the pilot didn't react.  I checked my
watch and it showed we were way over due for landing.  The whole plane ride
was only suppose to be an hour fifteen so I was a little worried about what
was going on.  I poked one of the Wisconsin guys and asked him to get the
pilot's attention.  He looked at me kind of sour like but did as I asked.
The pilot sat up with a start, like he had been asleep.

   What!  You got a question he said?

   Yeah, we are two hours into an hour flight.  Where are we?  What's the
problem with the right engine and how much fuel do you have?

   Huh?  He looked around and checked his position; Mount Iliamna was way
to far south, Mount Readout as well.  It looks like our course was taking
us farther into central Alaska rather than to the fishing grounds around
Cook Inlet.

   Shit, he said.  Too far north!  He corrected his course as the right
engine began to sputter.

   As the engine began to smoke, he tried the radio; I remembered that he
didn't do a radio check before he took off that morning.  He kept flipping
the switch like it would produce a different result, but to no avail,
silence and static were his only reward.

   The plane began to loose altitude as he worked to bring the failing
engine back online.  He tried sending a mayday message but the radio was
clearly not functioning as it should.  Karen gripped my hand in fear.  I
was equally afraid and squeezed her hand back.

   The right engine failed completely leaving us only with the left.  These
planes, were suppose to be able to fly with only one engine given a
competent pilot but we didn't have one of those, our pilot tried to
compensate for the loss in altitude by pulling the nose of the craft up. 
With only one engine this put us into a stall state.  The stall alarms were
going off loudly.  I don't know if it was alcohol or incompetence but the
pilot was not able to compensate for the planes stall state, and we fell
like a rock from the sky.

   Luckily we hit a slope instead of solid flat ground; it was the only
thing that kept us from all dying on impact.  We skidded almost half a mile
down hill toward a small lake, the wings were stripped from the plane about
two thirds of the way through our ride.  We slammed straight into a stand
of Alder trees sending the pilot through the front wind shield.  Happily
there was no explosion or fire.

   Once I realized I was still alive, I checked on the others.  Karen was
alive but unconscious.  The big Wisconsin guy was dead as was the pilot but
the other Guy was still alive.  He looked to have a busted leg and maybe
some other injuries.  Our first priority was to get the hell out of the
plane.  I popped the door to the plane and pushed the dead guy out of the
way.  Pulling Karen over my shoulder I moved her to a safe distance.  I
headed back to the plane and pulled the other guy out and laid him over by
Karen.  Heading back I got as much gear and supplies out of the plane as
possible.  The plane was smoldering but no fire was present yet.  I pulled
back to a safe distance and tried to make sure the other two were ok.

   Karen looked unharmed except for a large knot on her forehead.  There
was nothing I could do for a brain injury so I checked out the Wisconsin
guy, as I suspected he had a fractured tib-fib and a broken right collar
bone, he looked to be breathing ok, but he had had some chest trauma so I
would need to watch him closely when he woke up, if he woke up.  The pilot
was dead from a tree branch through his chest and the other passenger was
dead as well from what looked like head trauma.  I splinted the fractured
leg and tried to make him as comfortable as possible before he woke up.

   Going back to the plane I tired to salvage the radio equipment.  It
hadn't worked for the pilot but that might have been because the drunk
couldn't turn it on.  As I was working on the radio, the smoldering turned
into flame.  I got the hell out of there as quickly as I could.  It didn't
take long before the plane was fully engulfed in flame.  I was feeling
lucky that I had salvaged as much as I did.

   I took stock of what I had pulled out of the plane.  I had all my gear
and most of the luggage from the others.  As well as the survival pack from
the plan.  I had not been able to recover either the radio or the survival
beacon.  I suspect that the plane didn't have a beacon as I had looked for
it before I tried to take out the radio.  The bottom line was we had some
food, some shelter, guns, ammo, fishing gear and clothing, but no way to
communicate or call for help.  I had managed to pull the pilots maps though
and hoped that with some study I would be able to pinpoint our location.

   Both of the other passengers were out so I thought I should concentrate
on setting us up a camp.  We were about a hundred yards from the burning
wreckage which seemed to me a safe distance.  I started setting up a small
shelter, a fire pit and gather some wood as well as check out the general
area.  We were about fifty yards from a small creek which would be a good
source of water as well as a good source of firewood from the birch trees
that grew around it.  I had noted a number of game trails around the creek
so small game should be available.  At this point I was really hoping that
one or both of the other survivors would wake up.  I didn't really want to
be alone in this particular adventure.

   Karen started stirring after about thirty minutes.  I had placed a cool
cloth on her forehead.  She moaned and said.  God I hurt, what the hell
happened?

   Her blue eyes were open and looking at me, I smiled and said; a plane
crash happened.  How do you feel?

   What, we crashed?  We are still alive?

   Some of us, I said nodding.

   She frowned, not wanting to ask who, she asked, are you Ok?

   Yes, bumps and bruises but I am doing ok, I said.  I think you are good
as well.  I am not so sure about this guy from Wisconsin though.

   Mike, I heard him say.  My name is Mike!

   Well Mike, Welcome back from the dead I said.  How do you feel?

   Like hell, is my leg broke?

   That it is, I said.  On the other hand it looks like maybe your head
injury is pretty minor after all.

   Funny, he said.  Very funny, how is Harold?

   Harold?  Is that your friend?

   Yeah, he's my brother in-law.

   Oh, sorry, I said, He didn't make it.

   Fuck!  My sisters going to be upset, then after a pause he added, but
the guy was an asshole.

   Don't worry about him right now, how are you feeling?  You have a broken
leg but can you tell me about any other injuries?

   I got a headache like crazy he said, but other than that I think I am
ok.

   Good, Karen how about you?

   I have a headache too, but I don't feel like anything is broken!

   That's great I said.  Over the next few days you are going to feel stiff
and sore.  That is normal, don't worry about it.  We are actually in a very
good situation.  We have some food, a good water source and I can set us up
shelter that will take care of us for some time.

   For some time?  Why would we need that, aren't they going to rescue us
right away Mike asked?

   Well Mike, maybe they will and maybe they won't, this isn't the lower
forty eight.  The pilot wasn't very diligent in his paperwork and
pre-check. I am guessing that even if he filed a flight plan it was some
standard bullshit about a route from Anchorage to the fish camp.  He was
more than a half hour over the standard route time so I am not sure exactly
where we are, but I am guessing we are probably a hundred miles north of
where we were supposed to be.

   Mike looked at me, we are fucked, is that what you are telling me?

   Maybe so, I said laughing.  But Alaskans have always been taught that
it's their own responsibility to get themselves out of situations like
this. We will see what happens and make plans to get ourselves out of this.
Until then we are really not so bad off.

   I set camp and collected as much firewood as I could.  I made us a
Spartan dinner and tried to make them comfortable for the night.  I gave my
sleeping bag to Mike, I wanted to make sure he stayed warm and didn't drift
into shock with his leg fracture.

   For Karen, I tried to make a bed with as many coats and sweat shirts as
I could find.  I put her close to the fire to help keep her warm through
the night.

   I had made us a quick soup for dinner as it got later.  This time of the
year, the sun stayed up all night and could really mess up your sleep
patterns.  What both of them needed right now was rest.  I feed them both
soup and told them to cover their eyes and try to get some sleep.  It was
close to midnight on the first day before they drifted off.  I was just
drifting off myself when I heard Karen talking in her sleep.  She was
having a nightmare, reliving the plane crash and the horror of the earlier
events.  I went to her and woke her.

   Karen, your ok, I am here its' alright I said.

   Johnny, it was terrible,

   I know, don't worry.  I have got you, I said.

   Hold me, please for a little while.

   Absolutely!  I am here and will take care of you.  I curled around her
and held her as she drifted off to sleep.

   Hours later I awoke.  Karen was still out, she needed the healing
benefits of sleep so I tried not to disturb here as I got up and checked on
Mike, he was still asleep as well.  I checked the time and it was six in
the morning, this time of the year it was hard to tell the time of day by
the sum.  Six in the morning wasn't bad, I had gotten about six hours of
sleep.

   With both of them still sleeping I thought I would do some work to get
us better situated.  I brought up some water and put it next to the fire to
boil.  I also gathered a fair amount of fire wood.  A camp fire was
essential for many reasons.  It was used for cooking.  In the event of a
search plane you could put on green branches and water soaked wood which
would create lots of smoke, hopefully this would be seen by the search
plane.  And for the most part, the smell of the fire tended to keep off
predatory animals like bears and wolfs.  I had put enough supplies aside
for all of these contingencies.

   I searched out the surrounding areas and found the small game trails.  I
set a number of traps in the hopes of catching some fresh game.  I also
spent some time gathering native plants that were good to eat and for fresh
teas.  There were a number of plants that were quite nutritious in the
Alaskan wild.  I returned about eight in the morning.  Karen was just
starting to stir.

   Hello sleepy head, good morning!

   Hello, she said.  Did you sleep with me all night?

   Well it seemed best, you were having a very fitful night, I said.  I
hope you don't mind.

   She smiled remembering, No!  I don't think I mind at all.

   Head down to the creek and wash up, I'll have some breakfast for you
when you get back.

   I went to check on Mike, he wouldn't wake up for me but he was still
breathing.  Checking his eyes, I could see that his pupils were unequal in
size.  It was clear that he had a significant head injury after all,
probably a slow bleed in his brain.  If help didn't come soon he might not
make it.  I tried to give him some water, but most of it spilled out of his
mouth.

   Karen returned and while she ate her breakfast we discussed what we
should do next.  I had buried both of the bodies earlier to keep the
animals from scavenging on them.  The plane was mostly a burned out hulk.
The wings were up the hill a ways and could be useful for us so I thought
we should start there.

   I think we should pull the airplane wings down hill to our camp site I
said.

   Why, what are they good for?

   They would work real well for a shelter roof, a lean too or a small
cabin.  Besides that they are very shiny and easy to spot from the air. 
Let's go up and drag them down here I said.

   I could tell she wasn't convinced but she gave in and we started up the
hill side.  Dragging the first one down took less that an hour.  The wings
were heavy but as they were made of aluminum, they were lighter than I had
expected.

   After we had pulled them both down to the camp site, I was able to set
up a covered shelter using the face of a rock wall and the wings as a roof.
We had a lot of room in the lean too.  The roof was almost 7 feet from
front to back and each wing was nine foot long.  I built a new fire pit in
front of the shelter and moved our gear into it.

   Going back to check on Mike I noticed he was real pale.  Checking for a
pulse I found none.  It was a shame, if we had been in Anchorage then he
would have probably survived.  I wasn't looking forward to telling Karen
and as expected she had a small melt down.

   Oh god, no, she said.  We are all going to die out here aren't we, I
just know it she said sobbing.

   No sweetheart, he was injured in the crash and we couldn't do anything
to help him.  We are going to be fine.  We have food and water and a safe
place to stay.  I pulled her to me trying to comfort her.  It took about
five minutes before she stopped sobbing; she went into the lean-to and sat
down looking thoughtful.

   I moved Mike over to the other graves and began my work.  It didn't take
long to make a shallow grave and collect enough stones to cover him.  The
stones would keep the animals from scavenging on the body.  Now we were
down to two.

   I really was optimistic about our chances for survival.  I had lots of
survival training and more than a little experience in the Alaskan bush. 
We were well supplied and I believed I had a close approximation of our
position on the maps the pilot had.  We would wait a few days to see if the
search planes made it this far north, but if not we would hike out to the
closest village; it looked to be about sixty miles away.  If we covered
fifteen miles a day, we would be there in four days.  This seemed to me to
be an almost leisurely pace.

   It was getting late so I made a quick dinner and then went down to the
creek to wash up.  I was pretty sweaty and hadn't had a bath in a couple of
days.  The cold water was invigorating.  I headed back to camp to check on
Karen.  She was sitting quietly in the shelter.

   You look like your deep in thought.

   Yeah, she said.  Just thinking, we all could of died in this crash.  I
never really thought about dying before.  I always thought I had lots of
time for everything.

   You do, I said.  Don't go rushing stuff because you almost got killed.
This isn't my first rodeo when it comes to that.

   No!  What happened?

   Well the first time was when I was ice climbing with some of my friends,
we were crossing a sloped ice field when I slipped.  I slide down the face
of the field about a hundred feet or so into the rocks below.  I was lucky
because I was moving at a pretty good clip and could have struck my head or
broken bones.  Luckily I was just beat up and bruised for the better part
of a month.  Man I couldn't tell you how bad I hurt.  But I thought the
same thoughts you are probably thinking.  Ii could all be over in an
instant.  I should live fast and make sure that I don't miss anything.

   She smiled at me, yes exactly she said.

   But listen, I said, that just leads you into making bad decisions.  If I
had followed that line of thought I would have a wife and kids by now, or I
could have thrown everything to the wind and become a wandering vagabond.
What I finally realized was that you have to live each day like it's your
last, but you have to live your life like its forever.  Finding the balance
between the two is what makes it interesting.

   To me that means that when you are ready for the opportunities that life
offers then take them, don't be afraid.  But you also have to plan your
life to be fulfilling and rewarding to you.  Know what it is you want and
plan to pursue it, but don't do something because your worried you might
die today.  That's not living.

   I get it she said.  My boyfriend and I broke up because he was
pressuring me to have sex.  I didn't think I was ready and didn't want to.
Really, if I think about it I just didn't want my first time to be with
him. If I was only focused on living today like it was my last then I would
have let him, but I would have regretted it.

   Exactly I said.  Those important life decisions are exactly that,
Important!  Don't just throw yourself into something because you're afraid
you won't get another opportunity; just be ready when the opportunity that
you want comes along.

   Karen sat there thinking about what we discussed.  It was getting late
and I was feeling pretty tired from all that we had done today.  I was
arraigning the gear and then started to set up bedding for the night.

   How come you're setting up two beds?

   Huh, I said.  Well now that we have the sleeping bag and stuff we really
don't need to sleep together to keep warm.

   So you don't want to sleep with me?

   Uhhh, that can be taken several ways I said with a smirk.  But if you
prefer, I don't mind cuddling with you.

   She got up and walked over to me looking me deep in the eyes.  What if I
want more than cuddling?

   Karen, I thought we just talked about this.  You are not going to die
out here, you will have lot's of opportunity to find the right person.

   I know, she said and that is what I was thinking about.  I wasn't ready
with my boyfriend, he wasn't the one.  But life just gave me this wonderful
opportunity and I know that it's an opportunity that I want to grab.  I
know you aren't forever but I do want you to be my first.

   I pulled her to me and kissed her, it was a long slow kiss.  Initially
very soft and gentle, but then her tongue started to probe my lips looking
for entrance.  She was aggressive and confident.  I parted my lips and let
her slip into me.  Our tongues danced for awhile inside my mouth and then I
chased her away, pushing her back into herself and invading her like a
conquering army.

   She opened to me, giving herself to me with delight.  I heard her giggle
as I explored her mouth with my tongue.  I loosened my hold on her and
started to strip her clothes from her body, she followed my lead and was
doing the same to me.  It didn't seem but moments before we were naked and
in each others arms on the sleeping bag.

   I caressed her breasts and nipples, squeezing softly, then hard.  Did
she like it?  Soft then hard, her breath quickened.  Exploring a new
partner was always like exploring a new playground.  What would they like,
what was too much, what was just right?  I moved my hand from her breast to
her tummy, then to her beautiful soft mound.

   My fingers began exploring the folds of her pussy.  I parted her lips
and felt the wetness that awaited me.  I began circling and teasing her
clit, God the girl had a huge clit.  It aroused and excited me as it became
engorged and grew.

   She was kissing me passionately and then pushed be back so I was laying
flat.

   I want to do this she said.

   She straddled me and grabbed my engorged cock directing it to her
opening.

   Condom!  I said, I have some in my bag.

   Don't worry, I am on the pill she said as she impaled herself on to my
dick.

   I hit a barrier within just an inch or so, she really was a virgin.  She
had a determined look on her face and forced herself down on me,

   Ouch, she said.  Give me a minute.  Time seemed to stop for a second as
she recovered from the rupture of her cherry.  She smiled at me, I am so
horny that even that felt good.

   She began moving up and down on me, I placed my hands on her hips and
started to direct her movements to be more back and forth.  This put her
clit in contact with me and stimulated it directly.

   Her breathing started to quicken and her movements became quicker and
more frantic.  She was building to an orgasm.  I was matching her movements
and began thrusting up into her on each forward stroke as she rode me.  Her
eye's were closed and she looked like she was in nirvana.

   She threw her head back, Ohh god fuck me she said.  I can't believe how
good this is.

   She was fucking me like crazy when I finally felt her whole body
convulse and contract around me, her pussy clamped down on my cock harder
than I have ever felt before.  God she had some muscles.  Her orgasm pushed
me over the edge as well and I began emptying my balls into her.  She could
feel the warm cum filling her young pussy and it drove her crazy.

   Fuck, fuck, fuck she yelled.  That was unbelievable!

   She collapsed down on me, kissing me hungrily.  Is it always like that
she asked?

   Sometimes better, sometimes not so much.  Sex is an ever-changing
experience.  Don't try to compare, just enjoy each time as much as
possible. I think you really enjoyed this time I said smiling.

   Ohh I did, can we do it again.

   Of course, but first you have to tell me why are you on the pill?

   My doctor put me on it because I was having really bad cramps with my
period.  It really made a big difference.

   You have been taking them even after we crashed?

   Yeah, they were in my luggage that you got out of the plane.

   Smiling I said, give me five minutes and we can do that again.

   We made love twice more before we fell asleep exhausted.  She cuddled
with me the whole night and in the morning when we woke we did it again
despite the fact that she was more than a little sore.

   Our day's would have been pretty boring if it wasn't for the sex.  Once
we had caught or gathered enough food for the day and firewood we usually
had ten hours more or less to indulge in Karen's new favorite pass time.  I
decided we should initiate a new morning and evening ritual.  When we woke
up in the morning, I would take her to the stream, we would strip naked and
then take turns washing each other.  The water was almost painfully cold
but it really woke you up and after the first few minutes it wasn't so bad.
I took my time washing her, exploring all my favorite parts of a girl's
body.  She did the same to me, it was like she had a new toy that she
couldn't get enough of.  In the evening we would do the same before going
to bed.

   The first morning of our new ritual, once she was all clean and wrapped
in a towel, I took her over to the blanket I had brought and laid her down.
I kissed her softly on the lips.

   What, right here she said?

   You afraid someone might come along and see us I asked with a smile. 
That might actually be a good thing!

   Laughing at herself, she reached up and kissed me back.

   I worked my way downward, kissing and lightly biting her neck, then down
to her breasts.  I spent some quality time on her breasts and nipples, the
first time I bit them I heard her sigh a bit.

   Lightly or hard I asked.

   Huh, she said.

   Do you want me to bite them lightly or hard?

   You could try a little harder she said.  I haven't had anyone do that
before.

   I continued kissing and biting, increasing the intensity of my bites.  I
began sucking the nipple hard into my mouth then I would hold it between my
tongue and upper teeth crushing it with my tongue.  Her nipples responded
to the torment as she arched her back and cried out.

   That's good, maybe a little harder!

   I went back and forth between her lovely breasts, she was breathing
fast. I want you to fuck me Johnny.  Please I need it now!

   Not yet sweetie, we are only getting started.

   I reached down to her pussy and she was completely soaked.  Moving
farther down I kissed her stomach and bit her belly button.  I pushed her
legs apart with my free hand and moved my head between her legs.  She
tasted wonderful and unique, she had a sweetness to her flavor that made me
want more.

   Oh my, she said.  No ones done that to me before either but I like it.

   I looked up at her, I think your boyfriend neglected you way to much I
said chuckling.

   I think your right, she said.  He wanted me to give him a BJ but he
never offered to do that to me.  I never really thought about asking him
either.

   Did you, I asked?

   What, give him a BJ?  No, I did a hand job for him but I wasn't sure I
wanted to do the other.

   How about now, I asked?

   I positioned my self so I was on my side with my cock close to her head.


   I don't know, maybe.  We are really clean now.

   She reached out and took my stiff cock into her hand.  Leaning in she
licked the head tentatively.  The taste didn't seem to bother her too much
as she then took the whole head into her mouth.  I didn't want her to stop
so I moved back to her pussy and began to slowly lick and tongue her lips.
She responded by taking me deeper into her mouth with a groan.

   As I licked her, I slipped two fingers into her pussy and started to
move them in and out slowly wiggling them as I went.  I worked my tongue up
to her clit and started to lightly tickle the little button.  She was
moving my dick in and out of her mouth, each stroke becoming slightly
deeper.  Karen had moved her hand from my dick to my butt clutching my ass
and pulling me into her mouth.  I could feel the tension in her body as I
continued to pay attention to her engorged clit, it was beautiful and by
far the largest clit I had ever sucked on before.

   I was beginning to feel the start of an orgasm and decided to take it up
a notch.  I gently sucked her clit into my mouth, capturing it gently with
my teeth I began to rub my tongue over the top of it.  Karen was moaning
constantly now, I could feel the vibrations from her vocal sounds all the
way to my balls.

   I slipped another finger into her pussy and then began using my pinky to
tease her pink rose bud, as I increased pressure on her clit.  I was trying
to focus on what I was doing rather than the unbelievable blow job she was
giving me.  I couldn't believe that this was her first time.

   She was soaked and leaking all over her self.  Her asshole was covered
in her juices so I slipped my pinky in, her whole body tightened into a
powerful orgasm.  With unbelievable force she pulled me completely into her
mouth and screamed into my cock.  I couldn't hold myself back any more and
began pumping my seed down her throat.  The orgasm was a long one for both
of us; she kept herself impaled on my cock the whole time.  When her body
started to relax, I pulled out of her mouth so she could breathe again; she
took in a deep breath and coughed a couple of times.  So that is oral sex,
if I had only know I would have started doing that awhile ago.

   I laid back on the ground looking up at the trees, Yeah, it's pretty
awesome, I said.  It's one of my favorite things to do.

   You're really good at, she said sitting up.

   Thanks, all it takes is practice and having a partner who tells you what
they like.  Everyone is different.  Not everyone would have like the biting
that I did.

   Oooh, I really liked that a lot she said smiling.  It was all wonderful.
She spun around and laid down looking at me, so what else can you teach me
she asked?

   You seemed to like when I played with your butt, I said.  There are
several things we could do there.

   I don't know I have heard it hurts.

   We wouldn't start out with sex there, not yet anyway.  But don't worry
about it; if you don't like it we won't do it.  It's just an option.

   We need to clean off again and get started on the day.  Sex always makes
me hungry.

   We spent the next four days exploring different variations.  Karen got
real good at blow jobs and she was particularly proud of how well she could
take my cum, swallowing it all.  She especially liked sixty nine with her
on top, when she came this way she always took me completely into her
swallowing me and sliding her tongue over my shaft, she could hold her
breath a really long time.

   I started to include sliding my fingers into her ass when I ate her.  I
had worked up to two fingers by the end of the second day.  She told me how
much she enjoyed the stimulation in her ass and pussy so I thought maybe we
would be close to trying anal.  The next morning after we had bathed in the
stream, I laid her down and started to kiss and work my way down as I
usually did.  This time I wouldn't let her suck me.  I had a plan.

   By the time I reached her pussy, she was soaked as usual.  I started
with my fingers in her pussy and as her excitement grew, I inserted fingers
into her ass.  First one, then two, then three, she was going crazy.

   That feels so wonderful, fuck my ass.

   I wasn't sure if that was a general "Fuck my ass" or if she was telling
me to really do it.  Figuring I would try and see what happened, I moved up
and slid my cock into her pussy, after a few strokes, making sure my cock
was fully lubricated, I moved down and slowly started to push into her ass.


   Her eyes grew wide and a little fearful.

   Does that hurt?

   No, just really full, but it feels nice, she said.

   I took her hand and told her to rub her clit.

   As she started to stimulate herself, I continued to push slowly into
her. A big smile spread across her face as she relaxed into what she was
feeling.  It didn't take me long to bottom out and then to start slowly
moving in and out.

   Yes, she said, that feels gooooood.  Her eyes were locked on mine and
her hand was a blur as she rubbed herself.  I began to pick up pace.

   Fuck, fuck, fuck, she said.  Fuck me harder Johnny, harder!

   I picked up my pace and slammed harder into her ass, each stroke coming
quicker and with more force.

   Her eyes rolled back in her head and her body tightened into a very
strong orgasm.  Her ass clamped down hard on me, the sensation was awesome
and pushed me over the edge as well.  I came deep in her.

   She was trying to catch her breath as I pulled out of her.  I collapsed
next to her, kissing her while I brushed her hair away from her face.

   Unbelievable, she said.  I can't believe how good that felt.  It was a
whole different kind of orgasm.

   I smiled, glad I could help!

   We had something new to do as we waited for the rescue planes.

   On the fifth day of our adventure, I thought we had better start
gathering supplies and getting organized to start walking.  We spent the
next two days getting prepared, I had studied the maps and thought I had a
good route worked out.

   On the morning of the seventh day, we started out.  We had all the
supplies we needed and the plan was to walk for about 8 hours every day,
set up camp and gather food.  If we couldn't find any we would eat
something from the supplies we were carrying.  Given rest periods we should
be able to cover fifteen to twenty miles a day.  The closest village on the
map looked to be about sixty miles away, four days, five tops.

   The first day was mostly easy walking and we covered a good amount of
ground.  It was early afternoon when we topped a hill and found a small but
beautiful lake on the other side.  We were hot and tired so we thought this
would be a perfect spot for our first camp.  Once we were set up, I turned
looking at the lake and thinking how inviting it looked.

   Let's go swimming!

   Ohh that would be wonderful she said, I am hot and dirty.

   We stripped down and plunged into the water.  It was cold but not
painfully so.  We splashed around and played, chasing each other in the
shallows.  Tired as we were we didn't last long and soon settled down to
just floating on the surface.  Karen started to chill, and headed for the
shore.  I followed suit.  I got the added pleasure of watching her get out
of the lake naked, her young body shiny from the water.

   I had started the fire before we went into the lake, adding wood I
stoked it up to a nice blaze, we stood next to it shivering a bit while the
fire dried us off.  Karen came over to me for a hug.

   We should really get dressed she said.

   But I like you naked.

   Yeah but so do the mosquito's she laughed.

   She was right, they were eating us alive.  We got dressed and then
prepared dinner.

   We were both exhausted so we went to bed early, made love slowly and
tenderly and then drifted off to sleep.

   We got up the next morning not really sure what time it was, when the
sun doesn't really go down time starts loosing most of its meaning.  We
slept when we were tired, not because it was dark and we woke up when we
were refreshed rather than because the sun came up.

   I think I am going to be sad when this is over Karen said.  She looked
at me, this has been terrible and wonderful at the same time.  I am so glad
you were with me.

   I loved being plane wrecked with you too I said chuckling, shall we plan
on the same time next year?

   No!  But I am going to miss you.  I know when we get back that we can't
be together but I will always remember you and love you for this time that
we have had.

   We had breakfast, packed up and headed out.  The route I had chosen took
us to a steep ridge that we had to go up.  There weren't any real bad
places, nothing that would be considered climbing, but it was going to take
awhile to go up it and it wasn't going to be easy.  This looked to me to be
the worst part of the route; once we were over we could follow the valley
down to where the village was.

   It took us most of the morning to go up the ridge, we were walking a
zigzag line rather than straight up.  I tried to pick the best path
possible.  Karen followed a few feet behind.  I crested the top in the late
morning.  I was sweating and breathing a bit hard but glad to have a short
rest.  Crossing over to check out what the downhill side looked like, I
gazed down into the valley and started laughing.

   What?  Karen said.  What's so funny?

   I motioned for her to come over, she looked down and said with a little
sadness.

   Maybe we should just go back to our little lake for a few days.

   Down in the valley was a mid-sized lake, with two cabins and a plane. 
We had been just a bit more than a day's walk from help the whole time.

   I would love to, I said.  But I know your Dad will be worried.  Besides
we can't leave our friends back at the plane there for too long, their
families need to know too.

   I know.  Your right, but I am sure that Dad won't let me see you much
and I wasn't ready for it to be over.

   Smiling, I nodded.  I wasn't either.  We both sighed and started down
the hill to the closest cabin.