Please Note: No bears were inappropriately touched during this chapter. Bears are wild animals: not the kind of wild you want for your sex...
The characters in this story are all 21 years old, or older. This story deals with taboo situations among family members. This is part of a five part story.
Matt's legs started to fall asleep, so he nudged Angie.
"How about we head back to the camp?" he said.
"Ok," murmured Angie softly.
They walked back to the camp, arms around each other, letting the water run off them as they air dried. Walking past the tree line, they both stopped, startled by the scene in front of them. Parts of their camp were tossed around. In the distance, they saw a large black bear sitting on the ground with one of their bear containers held in his paws. He was trying to force the top off the container with his jaws.
"Son of bitch..." said Matt.
Angie started to pull on her clothes. Matt followed suit. They looked around the camp site and found a pot on the ground. They both knew the drill. Angie started wailing on the pot and they yelled at the bear to scare it off. They got as loud and obnoxious as they could, but the bear didn't react.
In frustration Matt picked up a small stone and threw it at the bear. That was ill-advised, and the bear took notice. It dropped the container and turned to face them on all fours. Then it reared up on it's hind legs. The bear made a low growling sound as it sniffed the air.
"Oh, shit," said Matt.
"Nice one, brother," said Angie, slowly backing away.
When the bear didn't charge, they returned to banging the pot and yelling.
After another minute, the bear turned away from them, picked up the bear canister in its jaws and lumbered off.
"Fucker!" yelled Angie, throwing her pot in the general direction of the departing bear.
They took stock of their situation. Angie checked the tent and found it to be solid, with no tears. Their gear inside was untouched. The rope and other climbing gear was still by the side of the tent where they left it before heading to the stream.
Matt wandered over to where the bear had been. The bear had carried off the canister with the food, leaving the other canister with the garbage. All they had between them now was water.
They sat together on the log. Angie was still angry. Matt could hear her swearing under her breath.
"I guess this cuts the trip short," said Matt, stating the obvious.
Angie just grunted.
We could leave now, or in the morning. There are still a few hours of light before it gets dark.
"I'd rather leave now. I don't want to have to deal with that damn bear. He's had one free meal on us and may come back for more."
Matt agreed. They packed up their remaining equipment, broke down the tent, then swept the area for trash and missed items. Satisfied they had everything, Angie led them back down the trail to the trailhead.
"At least we're walking downhill," grumbled Matt. Neither paid much attention to the surrounding beauty as they made their way back to the car.
Matt and Angie made it home by nine o'clock, exhausted and hungry. They left all their gear in the car and walked into the house. It was quiet, so their parents were still in the pool house.
They both stood in the kitchen eating sandwich meat and drinking fizzy water.
"I'll pull the gear out and put it away tomorrow. I'm too tired to deal with that tonight," said Matt.
"Ok," said Angie. "I'm going to take a quick shower to clean off the trail dust and then go to bed."
"Yeah, me too," replied Matt. He looked out the kitchen window.
"Should we check on Mom and Dad?" he asked? "I don't see any lights on out there."
"You can," said Angie. "I don't want to get drawn into telling them about why we came home early. I just want to get some sleep."
Matt stared out the window a little longer than turned away.
"No, you're right. It can wait until the morning."
Angie left to head upstairs. Matt followed a minute later after putting everything away. He walked into his room, and noticed the bathroom door open. Angie was in there taking her shower. Matt walked in. He could see Angie behind the fogged shower panels, washing her hair.
Matt stepped out of his dusty clothes and opened the shower door and stepped in, Angie made room for him. She was rinsing shampoo out of her hair when she turned to face him. She gave him a tired smile. Matt waited while she finished, then they shifted positions so Matt could get under the water.
He rubbed his hands through his hair, working out some of the dust before adding shampoo and scrubbing. While he was scrubbing his scalp, he felt Angie's soapy hands on his penis. She stroked it, "cleaning" it, succeeding in making him harder. Matt enjoyed the sensation. As he rinsed his hair, some of the water fell across his soapy erection, removing the soap.
Angie stepped in close and kissed Matt, letting their tongues briefly intertwine.
Then she picked up the body wash. She poured an ample amount into her hand and gave the bottle to Matt. She started rubbing the soap into his chest and arms, squeezing and kneading as she went.
Matt followed suit, pouring a large quantity of soap into his hand and starting to spread it across her chest and shoulders. He massaged her shoulders and arms before soaping up her breasts, He squeezed them and pulled on Angie's nipples. Angie moaned and kissed his nipples as Matt played with hers.
Angie turned Matt around and soaped his back. Starting at the top she cleaned down to his buttocks. Here she lingered a little, playing with his ass, rubbing it with a finger tip. She pressed her soapy body up against his as she slowly inserted a finger into him. She felt him relax, accepting her probing finger. He moaned as she rubbed and poked around his sensitive areas.
After a few minutes of pleasure, she let Matt reciprocate. He applied more soap to his hands. Reaching down, he lathered up her pussy and clitoris, letting an occasional finger slip inside her. Angie leaned against him moaning. Then Matt turned Angie so she was facing the wall. He lathered her back top to buttocks. At her buttocks, he also lingered. He probed her rosebud, swirling a finger around it. Angie encouraged him through her moans.
