The camping trip

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Jeane lay very still. She knew she was seeing something she wasn't supposed to see. A dim light was on in the other end of the darkened camper. She could see Mr. and Mrs. Harrison lying side by side on the double bed. Nancy and Josh were kissing. They were lying on top of the cover, with their feet towards where Jeane lay in the sofa bed. Next to her was Alex, the Harrison's retarded son. Jeane could see that the two adults were dressed for bed, and they were just lying there together with their arms around each other kissing.

Jeane couldn't believe that she was here. She had been dying to have a real good vacation and two weeks ago, Mrs. Harrison had called her mother and asked if Jeane would like to go on vacation with them to sort of baby-sit Alex. Alex, who was fifteen, was mildly retarded and could be a real handful sometimes. The Harrison's had told her that he had the mental capacity of a six year old. Since Jeane had always like little children Alex was sort of appealing and had never been bothered by him. The Harrison's had opted to keep Alex home rather than institutionalize him and it was real stressful. Her mother had agreed and they had stopped in the middle of the night to pick her up at her house. They were going to drive during the night so that they would be at the camping park before morning.

Alex had been sacked out on sofa in the middle of the travel vehicle when she got on board. He had waked up and they had talked and giggled for a while before going to sleep. She liked Alex even though she knew of no one else who would tolerate his occasional outbursts, except the Harrison's. They had just fallen asleep in their clothes there on the sofa bed together. Jeane was on the right side of the bed, towards the back of the vehicle and Alex was snoring next to her. "Too cozy," you say? Hardy. She had been told by the Harrison's that not only was Alex mentally six, but he was "very immature, both physically and mentally," in other ways, too. She wasn't sure what that meant, but she gathered that letting her "sleep" with Alex wasn't a "risk." Well, at thirteen, she wasn't much of a "risk" either, but lately boys had taken on a whole new dimension to her.

Jeane had half-wakened when she felt the big camper bumping over rough terrain. Shortly after this she had been vaguely aware of the Harrisons moving past where they slept to the back of the trailer, and realized that they must have reached their destination. She had just about dozed back off when she heard Nancy giggle. She had peeked to see what was going on and discovered that they were smooching. Nancy had on a short gown and Josh had on pajamas. Now as she watched, she saw Josh sliding his hands all over Nancy's big tits, and then she saw him pull the strap of her gown down and take hold of her bare tit. As she watched, she saw him lower his head to her breast. With his head in the way, she couldn't be too sure, but she had the impression that he was kissing her tits. Josh slid down on the bed a little, and, as he moved, his crotch came into Jeane's view. She almost gasped aloud at what she saw. His pajama pants were bulging! From the way his pants were sticking out, she knew he had an "erection" as the books on sex called it. Then she saw him slide his hand up between Nancy's legs, pulling her gown up as he did so. When he reached her crotch, she opened her legs and Jeane saw him slide his finger right up inside of her pussy! From the angle she had, she could actually see his finger disappear through the brown hair and go up her slit. She saw Nancy reach down and slide her hand inside the waist of Josh's pajama pants. From the way Nancy's hand was moving back and forth, Jeane knew that Nancy was stroking Josh's penis. She held her breath as she watched.

After several minutes, she saw Josh raise up and slide over on top of her aunt. She saw Nancy pushing his pajamas down, and she almost gasped when his butt came into view. She had never seen a man's butt, and she was very excited at getting to view this one. She realized that she was "sexually aroused" as the books called it. She knew her virgin 13 year old pussy was wet with juice. She had played with her pussy a few times and knew the excited feeling.

She saw Nancy pull her legs up, her knees sticking up on each side of Josh's thighs. She knew that they were about to have sex, or "fuck" as some of her more experienced friends at school called it.

Jeane saw Josh's buttocks tighten as he pushed against his wife, and she realized that he must have just put his penis inside of her vagina. Jeane almost giggled out loud. She was thinking in the terms which she had seen in the books. Her friend, Jill, would have said that he just stuck his dick in her pussy. As she watched, she saw his buttocks tighten and relax as he thrust into his wife and then withdrew. Jeane lay very still and watched his butt, looking at the way the muscles tightened and relaxed as he repeatedly thrust and withdrew, thrust and withdrew. Josh was doing it faster now. His buttocks were clenching and relaxing at a much faster rate. She could hear Nancy sort of moaning and groaning in time with Josh's thrusts. It sounded like she was really enjoying what she was getting. Jeane saw Nancy's hands slide down over Josh's ass. Nancy had hold of his checks, pulling and pushing, encouraging him in his thrusts. Suddenly, she saw Nancy's legs jerk upward and heard her begin to kind of moan and cry. She saw Josh shove forward hard and hold tight up against her. His buttocks were clenched tightly and she could hear him gasping and groaning. She realized that they must be "climaxing" and that his organ must be shooting his stuff up inside of her.

After a few moments, they lay still. Jeane was hoping that he would raise up and that she would see his dick when he pulled it out of her, but he got up and pulled his pajamas up before she could see anything. He then went off to the bathroom leaving Nancy still spread-eagled on the bed. Jeane drifted off to sleep.

Jeane was awakened by a hand shaking her shoulder.

"Jeane, rise and shine," she heard Nancy's voice. Sleepily, Jeane rolled over onto her back. She had been having the most wonderful dream. She had been watching Josh's bare butt, thrusting and pushing. But it had been her he was thrusting and pushing into!

Looking around, she saw that Alex was sitting up beside her, rubbing his eyes. Nancy laughed at them.

"You guys got a lot more sleep than we did last night, and we're having to wake you up," she laughed at them. "Come on, I've got breakfast ready." She motioned toward the front of the vehicle, and Jeane saw that the booth-like table was set with pancakes. Josh was putting forks on the table. The kids didn't need any more encouragement. They scrambled off the bed and headed for the table.

After breakfast, they all went out together to look around the camp ground. They were parked in a wooded section near a river. There was only one other vehicle in that section of the park, a big conversion van, parked three campsites away. There was a small building next to the conversion van which Jeane guessed was some sort of bath house. Their campsite was all the way on the end of the row, and it had a picnic table and a campfire circle.

They walked down the road past the conversion van and when they rounded a curve in the drive, Jeane saw a swimming pool ahead. Beyond the swimming pool, there were more campsites, and what looked like a lodge. They walked on down to the swimming pool, and discovered that there was a concession stand alongside it. The kids went around to inspect the pool while Josh and Nancy walked on down to the lodge.

As they departed, Nancy told her that Alex could swim in his jams, but she had to take Alex into the ladies side while she changed as Alex should not be left alone. "I hope no one else is in there," she laughed as they continued on their way.

Jeane was relieved as she had never seen Alex naked, or any male outside of babies she had babysat and a few wrinkled pictures her friends had shown her once. She had once walked in on her parents as they were watching an "adult" video. She still kicked herself for being so absorbed in the TV that she had not really noticed what they had been doing on the sofa. Were they ever embarrassed. But she was younger then. Only recently had that incident returned to her imagination and with vengeance. Actually, now that she thought of it it might have been fun to "dress" Alex, maybe some other time. The thought of that excited her, until she remembered Nancy's "immature" speech. Well, she would find out herself.

The ladies dressing room was empty, thank goodness. She told Alex to face the other way as she undressed. Jeane had always like to undress sensually, even before she had even heard of the word. Her mother had raised her to admire and respect her own body and she had often told her how nice it was and how much better it was going to be. Even now, some nights when she had trouble sleeping her mother would come to her room and give her a massage to help her sleep. Those nearly full-body massages were wonderful and tingly, especially when she traced her budding breasts and nipples and around her genitals. Her mother would sort of go into a trance when she did that, but Jeane loved it. Once her mother said, "Someday a nice young man is going come along and do this to you and you will see why being a woman is so great." She was beginning to get the idea already.

Anyway, she obviously had taken too long as when she was finally ready to slip on her bathing suit she noticed that Alex had turned around and was facing her. His face was expressionless. He said nothing. But then a great big smile came to his lips. "I like you, Jeane," he said.

Quickly, she finished dressing and told Alex to hold still while she took his shirt and shoes. He stood stock still.

They spent about an hour playing around alone in the pool. Jeane was afraid Alex would be a pain, but he turned out to be really fun. They could play tag and all sorts of games as well as just paddle around. At one time during their game of tag he got a little rough and insisted on hugging her, but she just held his face and looked straight at him and told him to stop. Actually, she wouldn't have minded it except she was getting excited by all of the body contact and was embarrassed that someone would see them.

Nancy and Josh returned then. Josh offered to take Alex back, as Nancy wanted to take a shower. She said Jeane could join her. That sounded rather interesting as she enjoyed being with naked women, at least her mother and her friends. She had taken many showers and baths with her mother, which she encouraged. They could talk woman-talk, she said.

They quickly undressed and went into the shower area. It was one big area, and was not divided into stalls. Jeane turned on the shower and began soaping herself. Nancy was a tall, elegant woman, that men would call well-built. Her breasts were fairly large and firm, jutting out proudly from her chest. Her stomach was slightly rounded, and her hips curved pleasantly down to lovely long slim legs. Jeane was much shorter and slim, tiny compared to Nancy. Her budding breasts were much smaller, being about the size of tennis ball-halves and her nipples were pink and delicate. She had a flat stomach and the hip curves were just beginning to show. She also had lovely long legs.

As Jeane lathered herself, she glanced at Nancy and saw that she was facing directly toward her and was washing her pussy, her legs slightly apart, giving her a look directly between her legs. Then she turned around and dropped her soap on the floor and bent over to pick it up, with her ass pointing straight toward Jeane. When Nancy straightened up, Jeane saw her glance towards her. Well, how about that, Nancy knew she was being watched and she was showing off. For several minutes, the two females continued to wash themselves and cautiously display themselves to each other.

Finally, they turned off the water and moved to the dressing area. Jeane sat on a bench, with her knees straight towards Nancy and spread her legs, drying her pussy in full view. She glanced at Nancy. Surprisingly, Nancy looked at her and nodded approvingly.

"You are going to be a beautiful woman, Jeane," she said. "I pray you find a man who will also appreciate your beauty and womanness. You obviously approve of me, too. I trust you would approve of my sensuality also, as they go hand in hand. Josh and I are out here to try to get something going in our lives, marriage, that is…Oh, hell, our sex lives.

"You understand what I mean don't you?" But before she could say she didn't, Nancy continued, "Jeane, I think that sexual intercourse is just about the greatest thing there is. I could fuck (that term doesn't offend you, does it?) all day long, but Josh doesn't want to. I am lucky to beguile him into doing it once a week. Once when I was desperate I got him to screw me five times in three days, but then I got afraid he would not be able to get it up and then he would really be a problem. He also has a tendency to skip the preliminaries and stick it right in. We go through K-Y like mad. I had an affair once with this great guy (but he was married and it got messy). He knew how to do it. Wow, did her ever," she trailed off.

"I sure hope you find a caring, sensitive guy like that. Believe me it ain't the size of the cock that does it, no siree. I also had a sort of an affair with another lady. That was nearly as good. I can see where the lesbians could be well satisfied. It is all in the caring and sharing. Big macho men with big cocks are a pain and I don't mean physically. Why our vaginas can birth a baby with a huge head, so no cock's ever too big."

"I am sorry, Jeane, I just got carried away. I just sort of see a kind heart in you, someone who would listen to my frustrations without blaming or belittling. I sure hope you don't mind. Do you?"

"Of course, I don't, Mrs. Harrison. Although…" "Cut the 'Mrs. Harrison' crap. My name is Nancy."

"You know, I say you and Josh doing it last night?"

"You did? Well, that's great, well, no it wasn't, I mean, you didn't see a great example of screwing, but I am glad you saw us. It is sort, well, makes us intimates, doesn't it? That wasn't one of his worst times, but I was just as horny after as before. Did you like watching?"

"Actually, I did. What does it feel like, I mean, having someone put something inside of you? It sounds gross to me."

"Well, now, Jeane, if just anyone came along and said, 'Hey, let me put this pretzel up your twat,' well, I would agree with you. But when some gentle, caring guy (or gal, as the case might be) has got you higher than a kite, it feels like you've died and gone to heaven when he sticks his cock (or most anything) in you. Believe me, Jeane, it may seem gross, but God sure knew what She was doing. And I know God is female, because after men screw it's all over, but we, women, just keep right on going, if we don't let the bastards turn us off. Stick with me, Jeane, and I'll show you."

At that she got up, still stark naked, and went over to her. She reached down and gave the young girl a big hug. Since they were both naked there was a lot of skin to skin contact, and was it neat. She lifted her right up (Nancy was no shrinking violet) and held her off of the ground. She set her on the bench and stepped back to look at her at arms length.

"Yes, Jeane, I could easily become a big, big fan of yours," she said as she slowly let her gaze drop down and take in my whole body. Then her soft delicate hands also took the same trip. "My, my," she whispered as her hands gently fondled Jeane's ripening breasts. Jeane's nipples quickly stood erect to greet Nancy's touch. Her warm hands then traced Jeane's youthful contours to her slim hips. Then she carefully took Jeane's hands and placed them on her own ample breasts, encouraging her to play with her nipples as she had done.

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.

Her legs were slightly apart and bent up at the knees. Alex could see the smooth white of her inner thighs. He placed his hand gently on the inside of her thigh and softly squeezed. She didn't pull away or tell him to stop. He felt an electricity flow through his body that he had not felt with his mother. He hesitated.

Jeane felt the electricity too. She wasn't sure what to do because she was so excited.

She felt his vacillation. "Is something wrong, Alex?" "I dunno. I feel sort of funny." "Is it a good feeling or bad?" "I dunno, kinna good." "Well, Alex, I feel great please keep going."