Adirondack Hard

Chapter 10: "The Main Event"

Reba led me away from the shore toward the tent, but then turned me a couple of steps toward the right. She led me forward until I was walking on a soft groundcover of opened sleeping bags.

"You know those two small trees where we suspended the food?" she asked.

"Yeah." They were about six or seven feet apart.

"You're heading right between them. Okay, stop and feel forward."

I did, and my hands encountered a horizontal beam about four feet above ground. It felt like a sapling, but how did it get it horizontal, and what was it doing here?

"What is this?" I asked.

"Jack cut this down," said Reba. Those were the days when we cut trees out of the woods with impunity. I think it might be a federal offense now.

"He tied it between the two trees. Now we're tying you to it."

"Why?" I was curious and a little apprehensive.

"First we tie you, then we tell," said Sue.

"Turn around with your back to the sapling and kneel down," Reba directed.

I obeyed.

"Great, it's the perfect height," said Sue. "Let's do it. Sit."

I sat. Reba and Sue stretched my arms out in opposite directions and up along the bar. They tied me securely. I was now sitting on the ground, blindfolded, naked and stretched out--kind of crucified. My front felt very vulnerable, and I was hoping they were not planning a whipping, since I was still quite raw.

"Okay, what's going on here?" I asked.

Sue began. "Well, you remember how we all told our fantasies last night?"

How could I forget? I was wearing my fantasies as stripes all over my body. In fact, my present situation was directly in line with my fantasies.

"Well, the rest of us had fantasies too, and they were all the same: a boy-girl-girl orgy."

"Yeah, I remember," I said, a little breathlessly. My mind was running through the combinations: girl on girl with a boy chaser, girl on boy with a girl chaser, girl and girl both on boy, girl and boy both on girl…. I did the math, computed the number of combinations and waited to hear what was coming next. Then for a second I felt a little angry, or hurt.

"So you're about to do this and you've tied me up to get me out of the way?"

"No, Teddy," soothed Reba. "You're going to be right in the middle of it. You're gonna hear, you're gonna feel, you're gonna taste, you'll probably smell… you just won't be able to see."

"And won't that be sexy?" asked Sue.

It would be.

"What do you mean 'taste'?" I asked.

"Tonight, Teddy", said Sue, "you're going to be our lubricator. An engine can't run without lubrication, and you're going to be lubricating our parts."

"You mean…" I began. But Reba interrupted. "No more talking."

And those were the last words I heard for probably an hour.

But I heard a lot more. I heard moans and sighs. I heard kisses. I heard zippers going down and clothes being drawn off.

And then I felt hands drawing my head forward, and my face was in a thatch of pubic hair. And I knew my lubrication services were required. I tongued and licked and sucked. I was almost certain it sounded like Sue receiving my efforts, but I couldn't be sure. Whoever it was, she stopped, released me and dived back into the action. A few minutes later a different thatch was pressed into my face, and again I offered my best effort to pleasure the thatch's owner. Again I heard sighs and quickened breath. Again I was released. I was thrilled, knowing that I had eaten my delicious Reba, and my dear, wild Sue--whichever one was which.

Occasionally body parts would pass over my extended legs. Frequently a hand would reach out from what I imagined was a tangle of bodies. The hand would grab my penis and pump me, until my rising excitement was obvious. Then the hand would disappear. This was amazing, and it went on and on as I strained for audible details and performed service with my mouth.

And then my head was taken again. I opened my mouth and in slid a penis--a hard penis!

I had a pretty good idea who was on the other end of this penis and I tried to pull away, disgusted. But my head just banged against the wood sapling to which I was bound. The strong hands held my head tight.

Then Reba spoke: "Come on, little baby, take it in, it's good for you. Let him come in."

Relieved that she was approving of this strange coupling, I did my best to relax. She told me to get him nice and wet, and I did. Then his shaft was gone.

I was a little bit in shock from this invasion, but I got over it fast when I heard a female gasp, and realized my lubrication work directly connected Jack's penis to…to somebody's pussy--I didn't know whose. Was Reba violating her oath not to have intercourse? Was Jack sliding into his wife? I listened but I couldn't quite get the picture to be perfectly clear. Maybe that's why it was so lovely.

Then a hand was pumping my penis again, while a pussy was simultaneously in my mouth. I figured there was a really good chance the pussy belonged to a girl--but who was working my erect penis?

The combinations continued to change and the level of excitement rose, until I heard what I was sure was a woman's orgasm.

And then that penis was in my mouth again and my head was being held in strong hands. And the penis was pumping into my face. And on it I tasted pussy juice. It had definitely been in someone.

And Reba spoke once again. "Suck him now, Teddy. Slow and steady."

A rhyme--at a time like this. Would they be calling me 'Teddy slow and steady' for the rest of my life?

I was a little bit disgusted but I had done it before, and Reba seemed to want me to do it; and I assumed Jack wanted it too. I relaxed into my role as mouth, and sucked. And as I did, I heard Jack begin to moan, and I felt a strange quivering in his penis. I thought 'oh my god, he's gonna come in my mouth'! I tried again to pull away but I was held tight.

And Reba cooed in my ear, "let him do it, Teddy. We all want to see it. Let him do it."

'We'? What about me? I thought. I don't want this! But I continued to suck, deeply, slowly, steadily.

I knew Jack was nearing orgasm and I braced myself, apprehensive.

And then a mouth was on my penis, sucking deeply on me. A mouth and a hand. Something I hadn't felt in months and had rarely felt in my life. A truly magnificent feeling.

And then a finger and thumb were squeezing my nipple, just like I had seen Sue squeezing her own nipple earlier. And then a finger was sliding into my rectum, just as Reba had impaled me earlier. I was sucked, squeezed and entered in two places, above and below. I felt my own orgasm approaching. I sucked on the penis that had been thrust into my mouth. And Jack came. Jets of 98.6 degree, sticky, salty fluid poured into my mouth. I swallowed it, gagged just a little, and swallowed the rest. And the urgent pumping, prodding and squeezing of my various parts quickly pushed me over the top and I ejaculated in powerful, thrilling orgasm--into somebody's mouth. And that somebody swallowed all that spewed from my penis and continued to suck until I groaned "no more."

Of course I knew who owned the cock that filled my mouth that summer night--but I never learned for sure who owned the mouth that did me that same honor and service.

And now it was over, and Reba was sitting in my lap facing me and kissing my face and chest, my eyes and lips. "Oh, you are so good!" she said. And I could smell pussy on her breath, but I couldn't tell about semen.

I heard a splash. Reba removed my blindfold. In the last of twilight I could see Jack out in the water and Sue, naked, her tight little butt gleaming, heading in the same direction. And then I looked into Reba's face and saw what seemed to be the biggest eyes in the world, and they looked adoring.

I didn't know what to say about what just happened--but she did.

"Oh, you are such a man; such an amazing man!"

I wanted to fire off a million questions but for once I kept my peace.

Reba unstrapped me from the crossbar and helped me up. We walked naked into the water, Adam and Eve in paradise.