CHAPTER ONE
Josh exhaled a breath of exhaustion as he dropped the armful of firewood onto the pile he had gathered. He carefully removed the eyeglasses he had pieced back together with scotch tape earlier today and wiped the sweat from his brow.
After getting a drink of water, Josh walked to the large tent he had erected by himself and double checked the poles and stakes to make sure everything was secured. Satisfied, he looked at his watch and saw it was almost six p.m. Where was that little prick, he wondered?
Josh and Jeremy had been best friends since childhood, when Jeremy and his mom had moved here the summer before second grade. Two nerds were what they were, and they both knew it. Unpopular with the girls and terrible at sports, they'd found friendship and common interests at a young age. More than ten years as best friends and now eighteen-year-old seniors in high school, the two knew they'd soon be parting ways with Jeremy headed to college, and Josh realized that this might be their last spring break camping trip.
Josh walked to his station wagon to get his phone, intending on calling Jeremy to find out where he was. But when he didn't find the phone where he normally kept it, he suddenly remembered setting it down at Jeremy's house earlier today. Great, he thought. He'd forgotten it there.
Daylight was quickly fading and giving way to dusk and Jeremy still hadn't shown up, so Josh considered his options. He was over an hour away from home, all by himself at a remote campsite in the National Forest. Something must have come up to prevent Jeremy from coming. Should I stay, or pack up and go home, Josh wondered? Would Jeremy eventually show up?
Josh lit the Coleman lantern hanging from the pole and thought about it some more. He'd done all this work to get everything set up, so he was thinking about at least staying one night.
His thoughts were disrupted by a pack of coyotes howling in the distance, followed by an owl hooting. He had never camped all alone before, and now the thought of doing so seemed a little scary.
Headlights in the distance up the dirt road broke his thoughts. The little prick had shown up at last after all, he thought. As Josh observed the headlights, he realized the vehicle was moving very slowly. And then it stopped for a while before reversing and stopping again, leading Josh to think the driver was lost. Hope of it being Jeremy started to fade, as he and Jeremy had camped in this spot numerous times.
The vehicle crept forward again, stopping every so often before continuing. It finally reached the narrow road leading to Josh's campsite, and stopped briefly before turning in. The headlights were blinding, and Josh couldn't make out the vehicle. What if it was a serial killer out to target lone campers? Josh felt his side pocket, ensuring his pocket knife was there, the only weapon he had. He stood as the vehicle approached, his hands trembling slightly.
The driver turned off the headlights, and with the little daylight that remained, Josh immediately recognized the vehicle. It was Jeremy's mother's car. What a relief. Jeremy had finally made it. Maybe his car had broken down, or something.
Expecting to see Jeremy, Josh was surprised when the driver's door opened, and Jeremy's mother, Nicole, stepped out. Josh approached her, and as he did, the passenger door opened, and another woman that Josh didn't recognize stepped out. She looked vaguely familiar at first sight, but Josh couldn't place her.
"Hi, Nicole," Josh said. He used to call her Mom, but at some point, although he didn't remember exactly when, he'd started calling her Nicole. Josh had always thought she was the hottest Mom out of all the other Moms he'd known. She used to wear her hair long, but had recently cut it shoulder length. She wasn't petite, but far from overweight. To Josh, she had the perfect body. And those tits were some of the biggest Josh had ever seen. Sometimes her nipples got hard and were clearly visible through her shirt. Josh had once walked in on her getting out of the shower, and he'd seen everything she had to offer, a sight forever plastered in his mind that he often thought about.
Josh asked, "Where's Jeremy?"
"Jeremy's father has had an accident and broke his leg and two ribs. He called Jeremy almost as soon as you left. Jeremy left to go stay with him for the week. He tried calling you, but of course, you'd forgotten your phone at the house. Here it is."
"Thanks, Nicole. I'm sorry I forgot my phone and you had to drive all the way out here."
"Well, Jeremy insisted I come and find you to tell you what happened and give you your phone. Anyways, I was happy to do it. Oh, this is my friend, Samantha. Samantha, Josh."
"Hey there, Joshy," she said with a cheerful smile, "How are you?"
Her voice was familiar, and she'd called him by the nickname that some of his relatives called him, but still, he couldn't make the connection as to where he'd seen her before. "Hi. It's nice to meet you, Samantha."
Samantha wore cut-off jeans and a tank-top. She had a slender build, and her right arm was covered in tattoos. Her hair was cut short and dyed dark, and she had a piercing on her eyebrow and another through the septum on her nose. She was cute by nature, and the tattoos and piercings only added to her exquisiteness.
Samantha looked toward the campsite. "Why don't you have that fire going? It's going to get cold later."
"Well, I was debating on whether to stay or pack up and leave. I think I'll leave. Not much fun camping by yourself."
"Aw, what a shame. All that work." She looked at Josh. "Hey, I have an idea. We could camp with you."
CHAPTER TWO
Josh stared at Samantha for a moment, not knowing what to say. The thought of sleeping in the tent next to this hot babe already making his dick hard. Then he looked at Nicole, thinking surely, she'd object to the idea.
Nicole giggled. "Oh, Samantha, we couldn't do that. We'd probably make Josh uncomfortable, and besides, it's not really my thing."
"But the poor guy has worked so hard. Look at that big tent he put up." She looked at Josh. "And we wouldn't make you uncomfortable, would we, Joshy? Would you want to stay if we camped with you?"
"Um--"
"--Samantha, really, I don't think Josh wants to camp with us. How about if we help him gather everything and then we'll go."
Samantha looked at Josh. "Come, Joshy." She grabbed his hand and pulled him away from Nicole and towards the campsite, and Josh heard Nicole sigh loudly as they stepped away from her.
They stopped near the tent, and Samantha said, "Don't mind Nicole. She probably thinks it'd be weird for the three of us to camp together. I get it. But," she tilted her head to the side and smiled, "I think we could have lots of fun." She raised an eyebrow and touched Josh's cheek, and the realization of what she was insinuating hit him like a brick. His dick got so hard it crawled out of his underwear and started making its way down his pant leg.
"Oh," Josh chuckled nervously, "Um, yeah, that would be fun, but, Nicole's my best friend's mom. And she...um, she would never consider that." He chuckled nervously again.
"Well, I'll admit, I haven't known Nicole all that long. But I do know that she has a wild side to her that you probably don't know about." She smiled, tilted her head to the side again and bit her lower lip.
Her words and gestures excited Josh more than anything ever had. His dick grew even bigger as it continued pushing down his pant leg. The opportunity of a lifetime, he thought. He looked over to where Nicole stood, leaning on the car, one arm across her chest, her face buried in the other hand. He looked back at Samantha, standing there and waiting patiently for an answer. Who was this woman? Had he seen her with Nicole before? Could it be possible that her and Nicole were...lesbian lovers? And what if Nicole did have a wild side to her that Josh didn't know about? No, it was too good to be true. Josh had known Nicole for many years, and she would never consider what Samantha was insinuating.
"Tell you what, Joshy," she poked her finger in the center of Josh's chest, "If you want us to stay tell me. I do think it would be lots of fun. Don't worry about Nicole. I'm sure I can convince her. But if you want us to go," she pouted her lip, "we'll go. It's up to you. What do you say?"
Josh looked to where Nicole stood again. A threesome with his best friend's mom? Holy shit! Was there even the slightest possibility of that happening? What if there was? Many times, Josh had daydreamed about having a threesome, but in reality, he had known that the chances of that ever happening for him were slim to none. And he was such a dork that the thought did cross his mind on several occasions that he might just die a virgin.
Josh's palms were sweating from the idea of having a threesome with these two older women. And he realized his pulse had increased so high that he could hear his heart thumping in his chest.
Josh looked at Samantha. The idea of what she was insinuating had him more excited than the time he discovered how to jack off. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words didn't come out. He did manage to nod several times.
