They hit a boulder in the middle of the stream. The kayak partially grounds itself, listing to the side. The combined weight of Amelia and Lily's dangling torsos make it capsize. Upside-down in the creek, they drop from the kayak as their eyes fill with the murky, frigid, rushing water. Their PFDs do what their cold-shocked and flailing bodies can't: both girls bob to the surface like two apples dropped in a tub. The kayak pops up a few yards downstream, irretrievable, as it floats off to embark upon solo adventures. A kayak forging its own path in life.
Lily shrieks and splashes around. Amelia is a quicker thinker, and takes Lily's hand before doggy paddling towards the nearest bank. Once the two find purchase on the gently sloped, loamy shore, they crawl on all fours until they fully exit the water, hacking, coughing, dripping, and miserable.
Amelia struggles to turn and sit on her butt, propped by one hand. She pulls Lily a little closer and helps her sit up on her butt too.
"You're welcome," Amelia says.
Lily tries to squeegee the water from her face with one hand. "This fuckin' sucks. I hate camping."
"If anyone asks, we tell them that a bear ate our kayak. Got it?"
Lily glances around. "Fuck. Did we lose the kayak?"
"Unless you've got a spare in your pocket."
"How far from camp are we?" There's new and deeper panic in her voice.
Amelia twists in place and looks behind her. Through the trees and thickets, she glimpses the sleek side trim of the Winnebago. "About 150 yards. Maybe less."
Lily recoils as her fear transmutes into sheer confusion -- and then from confusion to a cathartic giggle fit. She leans forward, gently headbutting Amelia's bosom, and Amelia giggles too. All the time they spent rowing and they ended up basically right back where they started. But it's true: all's well that ends--
"AAAAAHHHH! FUCK! LEECH!"
Lily jumps upright and reaches for her forearm, but Amelia stops her.
"LET GO OF ME! THERE'S A FUCKIN LEECH ON ME! FUCK!"
Amelia ignores Lily's shouted obscenities. She reaches into her butt pocket and produces a Swiss army knife. She flicks it open. Then, with thumb and forefinger, she spreads the area around the leech bite and digs the blade between Lily's skin and the sucker. Once the leech detaches, Amelia uses the blade to flick it back from whence it came, into the creek.
"Don't tear a leech off if you see one stuck to you. Its head will stay attached and you could get an infection."
"Humans weren't supposed to be going around where there's leeches. Maybe if we ain't fuck around where there's leeches we wouldn't need leech removal methods." Lily puts a hand to her collar and still finds herself breathing ragged. "Thanks, though. You saved me a couple-three times there."
Amelia grabs Lily by the hand and tugs her closer.
"Hup-- what the--"
"Let me see if you've got any more on you." Amelia rises a bit in place as she surveys Lily's skin from hand to forearm to shoulder, then repeats it with Lily's other arm.
"Do I got any more?" Lily asks.
Amelia turns her around and pulls her wet hair aside to examine the nape of her neck. She looks at Lily's calves and ankles next. "I don't see any more."
"'I don't see any more' is the worst answer!" Lily cries. "'No' is a better answer! 'No' is confident! 'I don't see any more' means 'there could absolutely be more!'"
"Fine. Then no."
"You can't take that shit back! I heard you the first time!"
Amelia pauses to inspect herself for leeches, too. She turns her arms this way and that, checks her legs, feels gingerly along the back of her neck. "Huh. Guess it was just... a fluke."
"Fluke my ass. Why couldn't you get the fluke then huh."
"It was a pun..."
"I got it. I don't want your fuckin worm jokes, lady. Jesus." She fights lamely against her own PFD before finally extricating herself from it and letting it fall in the wet grass. "I came on this little excursion of yours to seduce you. Instead I get dumped in the ass-end of Leech Creek and end up having to listen to your stand-up leech comedy. Shoot me in the brains."
"*Seduce* me--"
"Shouldn't be too hard. I thought. If fuckin' Wes could do it."
Amelia is gobsmacked. "Wes told you about me?"
"Wes got a type. Big fat tall bitches with milky titties who probably make her call 'em mommy." Lily pantomimes the shape of enormous breasts she doesn't herself own. "If you ain't taking full advantage of her face as a convenient stool and you call yourself a lesbian, well, you're an idiot. And I know you're not an idiot. So."
Amelia smiles. "I guess she didn't tell you about me, then."
"What's there to tell? That she went diving in your muff like it was the Marianas Trench? Newsflash. I coulda figured."
"Do you like older women, too, Lily?" Amelia leans back a little, smiles, pulls a stray strand of hair from in front of her face.
"Don't get this twisted. I was supposed to seduce *you*. But after all this bullshit, I'm not in the mood. So forget it."
Lily tries to leave towards camp, but Amelia grabs her wrist as she passes. Lily tugs uselessly against her, and finally gives up.
"I should inspect your body a little more thoroughly," Amelia says. "Don't you think?"
Lily turns and gazes sternly back at her. "If I say no?"
"Then you can go back to camp."
Silence settles as they stare at one another.
"You ain't gonna take me down and force me?" Lily finally asks.
Amelia lets go of her. "God, no. What kind of person do you think I am?"
"Kind with a hankerin for underage snatch. Wouldn't surprise me in the least if you were a rapist too."
Amelia cocks her head. "Do you want me to force you?" Her voice is silken.
"Well. No."
Amelia draws one knee up and lets her wrist rest on the kneecap. "Then go on back to camp. I'll grab your vest."
Lily's mouth trembles with indignant anger. Instead of turning back for camp, she just stands there in silence.
"Lily?--"
Lily unbuttons the brass clasp on her jeans and tugs them off. It takes a lot of effort since the cold water made them shrink, but Amelia appreciates the way it makes something so simple into a sort of peep show. Next comes Lily's shirt, button by button starting from the navel and working up. Amelia's sly smile grows wider with every one that comes undone. At last Lily is down to her skivvies.
"Those are cute panties," Amelia says, reaching up to gently pet the C-string between Lily's thin legs. Then her face grows more serious, her voice deeper: "take your bra off."
Lily peels away her bra and lets it fall. Still tickling Lily's kitty through her panties, Amelia admires the tiny bee-stings Lily calls breasts, their raw umber color and how the outline of her ribcage is visible below. Like Wes, Lily is a tiny girl, underfed and waifish. A noise like "aahn~" escapes Lily's lips.
Amelia loves how very little of Lily's shame this C-string covers, how the wrap just barely reaches Lily's asshole and just barely comes past her clit. The rest of Lily's entire puffy mound is on display, almost to the very edge of her labia. And from up close, Amelia can make out the shape of Lily's pussy lips through the thin wet material. She can smell Lily's scent, too. Her fingers snake up and behind Lily from between Lily's legs, tugging her even closer, so Amelia can enjoy the smell even more intimately.
Lily paws at the life vest still strapped to Amelia, so Amelia helps her get rid of it. Once it's off and discarded, Lily rips open Amelia's blouse, sending buttons flying. Amelia's heavy tits spring out. They sag low towards her belly in a too-small bra that just barely contains them. Amelia squeaks in surprise. "I... see you're interested in my breasts," she manages with a laugh.
Lily squats down on her haunches. Amelia peels off the young girl's sodden C-string as easily as sliding a wet bandaid off and lets her pristine pussy breathe free. Lily hardly notices, is still too intently focused on touching, feeling, and squeezing at Amelia's breasts. She pokes and prods them where the bra leaves deep indentations at its edges. So Amelia runs a forearm across the pale expanse of her cleavage to push the bra down and expose her nipples to Lily's curious fingers. "Go ahead... play with them."
"They're..." Lily stammers. Jealousy and desire both live in that single simple syllable. She crawls into Amelia's lap. She latches a suckling mouth to Amelia's nipple. Wetly, Amelia fingers Lily, and pets the back of Lily's head with her other hand.
"I think it's you who's got a type, isn't it?" Amelia says. "You're the one who wants to call me Mommy."
Lily doesn't answer. It's too embarrassing. She closes her eyes and sucks and sucks instead. Her eyelids squeeze together as she tries to stave off the orgasm that Amelia's skilled fingers are building inside her. Amelia's thumb teases her clitty and Amelia's digits rub roughly against the roof of her vagina, battering her G-spot. "Mmmmf~" she grunts into Amelia's titmeat.
"Do you like that, baby?"
Pulling off Amelia's pale pink nipple with a plop, Lily says, "you're so warm... fuck... let's eat each other out."
She reaches for Amelia's fly, but Amelia stops her. "Sorry, honey. Off limits."
Lily's voice drops a full octave. "No." She reaches again for Amelia's pants. There's a bit of a scuffle then. "Why, why--" Lily demands over and again. "Time of the month? Don't care. Just let me-- let me--"
Then she feels it. And Amelia feels her feel it.
"...That's why."
"Oh Jesus-- of fucking course-- does every girl Wes fucks gotta have a dick?"
Amelia holds Lily tight around the small of her back. "I'm not what you think."
Lily unzips her, and this time, Amelia doesn't fight it. Cat's out of the bag anyway. Her cock pokes up in the space between their bodies. "Looks like you are," Lily says, staring at it.
"I'm more. Go on... reach down below. Underneath my balls."
Lily can't see, and has to rely on her tactile sense to tell the story as she wriggles her fingers around inside Amelia's pants. "Under your... w-- what the... you-- what *are* you?"
Amelia whispers in her ear: "I'm whatever you want."
"You gotta be... one in a million-- no... one in a billion..."
"I know you're a lesbian," Amelia whispers. "Well, I'm a woman. Just think of this thing poking up as... my clit." She nibbles Lily's earlobe. Her voice drops lower. "Mommy's clit."
Lily draws a hissing breath through her teeth. She's still feeling the complex folds and crevices of Amelia's mature womanly cunt with her fingers. Unable to constrain herself when touching such a succulent, squishy, sticky hole, she slips a couple inside. Amelia giggles low and husky, and starts to stroke Lily's pussy for her again too. She enjoys how it makes Lily's slight frame go all trembly and jittery in her lap.
Squeezing Amelia's left tit, Lily resumes sucking. Since Amelia is so endowed in the chest that her nipples are inverted, to Lily it's like eating out a miniature pussy as she probes her tongue around the folds of Amelia's areola. She makes it extra wet and sloppy, just the way she always does when she eats a bitch out for real. But the oral attention quickly arouses Amelia enough that her nipple gets just as hard as her dick is, and pokes out. Lily isn't deterred. She scrapes her tongue and her teeth across the sensitive nub, making Amelia shiver.
They masturbate each other for a few minutes, writhing and moaning and just enjoying the warmth of each other. The finally, looking up at Amelia with big bright brown eyes, Lily says through a mouth still half-full of Amelia's fatty udder, "can I please eat your pussy, Mommy?"
Amelia pets her. "Of course, baby." She spreads her legs.
Lily tugs down Amelia's pants and crawls between her. It's clear that Lily is more than a bit intimidated by the massive cock and hanging nuts that obscure access to the prize she really wants. So Amelia helpfully pulls these aside, to bare to Lily's view a drippy, pretty pink twat. Lily literally drools -- and then she dives in.
The reaction it draws is instant. "Oh, baby... you are... very, very good at this..."
Lily nods, and her elfin nose tickles Amelia's labia. Amelia wants to feel that again, so she prompts: "does Mommy's pussy taste good, baby?"
Lily nods. Amelia hugs herself. It's like Lily's face is the perfect sex toy just for her.
"Do you like the way Mommy's pussy smells? Do you like eating Mommy's cunt?"
Lily nods. Eagerly. Amelia feels the start of an orgasm about to ripple through her, centered on the spot where Lily's nose rubs her.
"Sit up, baby," she prompts. Lily does. Her dark face shines with Amelia's cunt juice. "Can you play with my clit for me, too?"
"Nnn," Lily dithers. She's never been a meat and two veg sort of girl.
"It's okay. Look." Amelia lightly pinches Lily's throbbing pink clitoris. "You have one, too. And it feels good when I touch you here, right?"
"Yes-- y-es Mommy."
Amelia grabs herself obscenely with both hands and very slowly strokes her cock. "They may be different sizes, but they're just the same. I'll feel good when you touch mine, too. So can you do it for me?"
She lets go as Lily hesitantly clasps her hands around her fuckmeat. The rugged feeling of it, its well-defined veins and leaky tip, its swollen foreskin, its unique scent... is definitely not feminine whatsoever, but Lily can't deny how erotic it is just to touch and stroke. "Like this?" She asks, unsure.
Amelia bites her lower lip. "Mmm hmm." Her eyes go half lidded. "Lily, baby... can I rub my clit on your pussy? Pretty please?"
Lily wanks Amelia's cock, her resistance crumbling. Amelia lets the request kick around inside Lily's frayed mind for a minute or so while Lily sits there on her knees just stroking her. She doesn't push Lily any harder. And finally Lily nods.
"Lie back, then. That's it." Amelia gets over top of Lily and lines her cock up with that tight brown crevice that's so sticky and warm to the touch. The lips of Lily's cunt cling tenaciously to the sides and sensitive bottom of her cock. She saws herself back and forth, masturbating herself with Lily's cunt, while taking care to press down hard on Lily's own clit. Amelia swears she can feel Lily's pulse translated through that tiny little nubbin, straight into the throbbing underside of her penis. "See? Our clits are kissing. Isn't it sweet? Mommy's clit-fucking you, baby."
Lily can say nothing sensible, but only babbles as the hot pleasure courses through her.
"Can I put it in?"
This snaps Lily out of it. "W-what? No!"
Amelia hikes Lily's leg up and hugs it as she rocks back and forth against Lily's dewy folds. "Mommy doesn't want to put it in very far. Only a little. Just the head. It's making such a mess all over your tummy... I don't want to get you any stickier."
Lily chews her thumbnail. "But..."
"I'll let you nurse on me," Amelia coaxes, hefting the underside of one of her tits.
"It's gonna hurt."
"It won't hurt. I promise I'll be so gentle with you, Lily, honey."
"...You promise?"
"Promise promise."
"Then... a-all right."
Amelia hauls back and jabs the bulbous head of her prick into Lily's cunt. She sighs a sweet sigh of relief. "That's it..."
"Mommy... p-please..."
Remembering her promise, Amelia lies forward and presents her swaying jugs to Lily's searching mouth. Lily sucks them like she really wants Amelia's milk. Well, she probably does. "Just like that. Greedy girl." She presses so hard on Lily's face that her tit almost wholly envelops her.
Amelia keeps one palm flat on the ground by Lily's ear and fucks the first inch or so of her cock in and out, over and over. But this is more frustrating than relieving. She needs more, so much more. "Lily... you're such a good girl for me -- do you think Mommy could put her clit a little farther in? Halfway in?"
"But... Mommy..."
"I promise it'll feel good. And I'd be so happy if you let me."
Lily squeezes Amelia's milk bags and nods, wincing -- wincing even before Amelia fucks her deeper. And she winces much harder when Amelia does it.
"Mommy--!"
"Shhh. Just suck. It'll feel good in a moment, it'll feel so good... you have to relax... there you go."
They rut like that for a minute or two, and as Lily suckles at Amelia's tit, pleasure slowly replaces the discomfort of getting penetrated. It's not, in the end, any worse than any of her dildos at home... right? She tries to convince herself that the worst is over and Amelia won't press for anything more. Of course, she's wrong.
"Oh baby... you're so good on Mommy's clit..." Amelia sighs, enjoying the easy rhythm of fucking such a small girl. She strokes Lily's tawny hair. "Listen... since we've done this much... since we've gone this far, it's not problem if I put it all the way inside you. Right?"
"Mommmyyyy..."
"You don't want to make me sad, do you?" Amelia says.
"I... guess it would be okay," Lily murmurs.
"Is that okay? You'll let me fuck you all the way inside?"
"Yes Mommy."
Lily's body actually slides a couple inches backwards as Amelia sinks all the way in with one powerful thrust. Fully inserted straight to Lily's sucking uterus, Amelia throws her head back in the triumph of sexual conquest. Lily tries to scream but her wind's been knocked from her and she can't. Instead her mouth just hangs open silently.
Without asking for permission any more, Amelia starts to fuck her raw. In and out, lying fully on top of her. It's not the gentle fuck Amelia promised. Amelia uses Lily's little body like she's a disposable plastic toy.
"Th-- this isn't..." Lily says. Her voice sounds like it's being jostled along with the rest of her body as Amelia fucks inside her.
"What's that, baby?" Amelia asks, although she doesn't really care.
"Th-this isn't... isn't a clit..."
Amelia hugs Lily around the back of the head. She keeps Lily's legs spread apart with her knees, so that Lily's cunt is utterly defenseless against her pounding dick and totally accessible for the deepest possible strokes.
"That's right," Amelia pants. "You're so smart. It's Mommy's dick. You've got Mommy's dick inside you." She presses Lily's mouth to her bosom and thrills to feel Lily's lips begin to suck again. "I'm so sorry I lied, but... I couldn't help myself... I wanted to put my dick inside your pussy so bad... and now... and now I'm gonna cum inside it... Mommy's gonna cum inside her little baby!" Her hips become a blur and the sound of thwacking flesh fills the forest. "Here it comes! I'm gonna cream you, baby! Get ready!"
Lily orgasms on Amelia's raping cock as it squirts her full of smelly seed. Her shrill whine of ecstasy is muffled by Amelia's giant tits. The last intelligible word she gets out is "Mommy!!" -- and after that there's nothing left but howling, as her back walls go shuddering from labia to uterus at the sensation of getting hosed down with piping hot almost gelatinous ball milk.