Message-ID: <46289asstr$1074503500@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20040118222506.83044.qmail@web21506.mail.yahoo.com> From: Lawrence David X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 18 Jan 2004 14:25:06 -0800 (PST) Subject: {ASSM} Metamorphosis Chapter 1b of 5 (MF first oral discovery naturism rom) Lines: 485 x-asstr-message-id-hack: 46289 Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2004 04:11:40 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: hoisingr, RuiJorge __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Hotjobs: Enter the "Signing Bonus" Sweepstakes http://hotjobs.sweepstakes.yahoo.com/signingbonus <1st attachment, "metam01b.txt" begin> Metamorphosis Chapter 1b of 5 (MF first oral discovery naturism rom) By Lawrence David Oct. 2003 Copyright and Disclaimer: This story is copyrighted material. (c) 2003. All rights are reserved by the author, including that of publication. Posting on-line is only allowed when permission is explicitly granted by the author, and then only for the complete story, including this disclaimer. Contact the author, Lawrence David, at asstr-mirror.org for more information. See http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/LawrenceDavid/www/ for other stories and to contact me. Permission for posting on storiesonline.net and asstr-mirror.org is explicitly granted. The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental and entirely unintentional. There may be references to real people in a historical context but they are not characters in this story and are not, in any way, associated with the central events of this story. WARNING: This story contains material with explicit and sexual content that some may find offensive and may be illegal in some regions. You must STOP reading if: 1. your are underage (below 18 in all cases or 21 in some regions), 2. this type of material is illegal under any circumstances in your region, 3. you are offended by explicit or graphic sexual content, 4. you are offended by profanity or graphic language, 5. you are offended by references to religous entities outside of the context of religous worship, 6. you have no imagination. Thank you and enjoy. LHD. Chapter 1b On Saturday I picked Sally outside her apartment building. She was waiting on the steps before I had arrived. I guess she was ready to go! "Good morning Sally! Ready for a great day of riding?" I asked with enthusiam. "Yes I am!" Sally replied with equal enthusiam. "I like your Jeep!" "I hope so. You're going to feel every part of this Jeep today!" as I took off for the mountains. We had a great time talking on the way to the trail. I hadn't really thought about how old Sally was and was kind of surprised to find that she was 27. She just seemed older than that. I guess it was partly her appearance but also her maturity and marvelous skills and knowledge at work. She seemed like the ageless expert. Also talking about her Girl Scout and other experiences kept reminding me that she was a woman. I guess I really just thought of her as a bud from work - sex wasn't relevant. When we got to the trail it was early enough that the woods still had that morning smell. I got out of the Jeep and said "Guys on the left, Girls on the right." and went off to empty my bladder before we started getting bounced around. I came back and got out my camera, my GPS unit, and water bottles and put them in the places I had tie downs for them. I waited for Sally's return. She finally came back and said "Sorry, it took a while. I wasn't really ready but then realized that I should before we started getting jostled so I had to force it. It's feeling warm, should I take off my jacket?" "No, problem. I had to wait for the GPS unit to capture the satellite signals anyway. I think you should keep your jacket on for now. I think we'll move at a decent pace on this early part of the trail so the motion through the shady forest should keep you cool enough. If you want to stop and take it off just let me know. Can you navigate?" "Sure, I'm good at maps." I was sure she was right. She had an uncanny ability to unravel the most complex problem at work. I had no doubt she could deal with a topo map. "How does this GPS unit work?" she asked. "Well, there are 12 satellites, and each sends a timing signal..." "I know that silly. I was asking how to read the unit. Would you like me to explain the mathematical equation used to interpolate our position from the satellite signals while we ride?" she asked with a smirk. "No thank you. I got the message. Ok, I've set the GPS to read in longitude and lattitude so you can correlate to the readings on the grid on the topo map. Some day I'll get a display that is direct reading on a map but I'm having a little problem justifying that right now." I said a bit embarrassed that I had to clear this with my wife. "Ok, got it. Let's go! I want to see as much as we can today!" Sally was ready. I kept the Jeep in regular gearing to save gas and noise until the trail got harder where we really needed the lower gearing and we took off. It was a gorgeous day! We saw quite a bit of wildlife on the trail. The trail didn't seem that well used and had quite a bit of undergrowth. This slowed things down a bit since I didn't want to hit a rock that was hidden by some weeds but we made ok progress as we each pointed out sights along the way. We stopped for a break after about 2 hours and it was finally warm enough to take off our jackets. I took mine off and headed for the 'boys room'. I came back and waited for Sally. A bit later a woman came out of the woods and it took me a couple of moments to realize it was Sally. She had on a knit top that clung to her fairly well (I guess she had been sweating under her jacket) but the amazing thing was that this was not a 'potato' top! Sally was fairly well endowed and her waist was remarkably narrow with, what appeared to be, a flat belly. Sally looked at me and said "What? What's the matter?" "Um, nothing Sally, uh, I thought I saw a bird behind you on a branch." I lied. Sally turned and looked and as she did I watched how her shirt tightened around her and felt oddly drawn to the place where her arms extended from her sleeveless top. She had far more 'shape' than I ever would have dreamed. As she turned back I said "There wasn't anything there, I just thought I saw something." Thinking to myself that I couldn't believe what I saw. As we resumed our ride I was thinking about this sudden surprise and it made me start to question my other assumptions. I found myself looking over at Sally while she was looking out her side of the Jeep. I looked at her breasts that were nicely bouncing along with the trail, her surprisingly flat belly, and then at her pants - both her legs and butt trying to imagine what was underneath. She had baggy jeans on so it was hard to tell exactly but I have a good brain for spatial relations so as she moved and one piece of clothing pressed against her I could 'record' that in my mind and with each subsequently new piece of information I could form a composite image of Sally's lower body in my mind. The results were very disturbing. Nothing like I had ever imagined. I felt myself sweating. Longing for a cool breeze or something to cool down. Eventually Sally said "You've been quiet for a while. What are you thinking?". "Oh, nothing. I was just enjoying the scenery and the company. I really appreciate it that you were willing to come on this trip Sally." "Are you kidding? This is great! I've been cooped up so long I was going to turn into a mushroom! This is just what I've needed and I didn't know it. Your problem is going to be trying to get rid of me!" I thought to myself "I can't imagine why I would want to do that!" We finally reached the lake around 11:00. We came over this hill and had anticipated the scene both from the increasing altitude, the obvious clearing up ahead, and the knowledge we both had of where we were on the map. The scene was beautiful! Sally let out a gasp as I stopped the Jeep to look. "WOW! This is perfect!" Sally said reverently. She looked at me and said "Boy am I glad you got this Jeep and that you brought me along! Thank you." and she turned back to enjoy the view. I don't know what happened but her words grabbed my heart and made it soar and I turned to her and enjoyed the view. I thought to myself "I don't care if that is a potato bottom. I really like this woman!" and I knew that it was only my conservatism that made me use the word 'like'. I felt like a teenager - I haven't felt like this in years - decades even! "Ok, calm down." I said to myself "This is just a Saturday ride. Don't get carried away." I looked back at the lake and then slowly drove down to the shore. We parked the Jeep and set up a blanket and the cooler for a nice picnic lunch. It was still too early to eat so I started walking around taking photos most of which included Sally. Sally did her own exploring and decided to see how the water was. The lake looked very clean. It must have been spring fed and was therefor probably pretty cold. Sally rolled up her pants legs so she could wade in and I took the opportunity to test my 'potato' theory - nope no potato there. Her ankles were very finely 'turned' as they used to say. I think that is a very appropriate term - 'turned' as in either a fine piece of furniture or a robust sturdy foundation for some heavy piece of equipment. I think nature does a great job designing the right ankle for the job and, if my theory was correct, Sally was a very nice piece of 'furniture' indeed. I saw Sally dip her feet in the lake and then jump out a say "Ayeh, is that cold!" She looked a bit longer and then went back in slowly working her way up to just below her knees. My theory was looking more and more promising. Sally said "You know, it's pretty refreshing once you get used to it. Maybe we should go for a swim." "Swim! You just said it was freezing!" I said thinking she was teasing. "Try it out. It really is quite nice and look how clean it is. The only time you'll get any water this clean it will reek of clorine! God! Just look at it!" I had to admit it looked inviting. I took off my shoes and socks and waded in. After I got over the shock I thought "Wow, this is pretty nice." It sure would rinse off the road duck we picked up on the way here. I thought what the hell and asked "So Sally, are you suggesting we go skinny dipping?" I asked hopefully. "NO Jack, we can go in our underwear. You swim on this side and I'll go in over there." she said pointing further down the shore. We'll meet in the middle." I thought "Too bad." but it still sounded nice so said "Ok, last one in is a rotten egg!" and started pulling off my shirt. Sally laughed and ran down the shore "You keep your eyes to yourself now." "Yeah sure." I thought as I watched her get undressed. I quickly stripped to my jockey shorts and watched with keen interest to see how much my mental image matched the real thing. I was pleasantly surprised as I saw a lovely image of a slim, healthy young lady emerge from the chrysalis of those baggy clothes. Sally didn't waste any time modelling for me as she quickly dove into the water. She came up screaming how cold it was. I decided I was not going to be outdone by this young lady and dove in as well. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE! God was it cold! I came up thinking that I was going to have to break through the ice! Wow, I had quickly forgotten about road dust! My only problem now is that the cold water forced my nuts into my Adam's apple. Christ it was cold. I swam to the center quickly just to keep my blood from solidifying. As I reached about the 50 yard mark Sally caught up with me and said "Nice lake huh?" "NICE! What are you some kind of masochist?" I shouted. "You mean you don't like this?" she teased. Then she splashed me and before I could splash her back she dove under the water. I looked around trying to figure out where she would come up and then started to panic when she didn't surface. I looked around and then finally looked under the water to see if I could see her. I then realized two things. 1) With the water this clear it was very easy to see underwater. 2) she was holding her position under me looking up. What? Was she looking at my underwear? With my nuts in my throat and my dick probably about a 1/4" long at this point she was probably pretty damned disappointed. I tried to play the same game with her but she swam away every time I went under the water so knew what I was up to. Too smart this one I smiled to myself. We swam and played for a while and she started to get winded. Occasionally Sally would forget how she was 'dressed' and begin to float on her back. I would enjoy the show until she remembered and ducked back under the water. I finally snuck under the water after one of these 'duck' cycles and she was treading water - I knew she wouldn't be in for long and my chances of seeing her were getting slim. I quietly slipped under the water and moved down and looked in her direction. I was behind her but what I saw made me gasp. God she had a figure to die for! I don't know how she had kept this secret for all the time we knew her but she had wonderfully graceful curves and perfect proportions. I tried to swim around her to get a front view but she must have realized where I was and started swimming away. I enjoyed the kicks her legged made even though it was short lived. I went back up to the surface. "Nice try Jack." she said as I surfaced. At least she had a sense of humor about it. "I think I have to get out. I'm tired and the cold is too much." "Yeah, ok, see you on the shore." "Well, I'll do my best to make sure you don't 'see' me." she said almost as a challenge. We both swam to our respective shorelines and I started to consider the logisitical problem we now faced that our underwear was wet but we had no towels to dry off. I was thinking about this as I was enjoying the warm sun on my body when I heard a whimper from Sally. "Jack, oh God, what does a tick look like?" Sally called over to me. "Well, it depends. Around here the ticks would probably be brown maybe with a white spot on it. Why?" "Oh man, I think I have a tick on me! How do I get rid of it!" Sally was starting to panic. "Relax. They are fairly easy to remove. I have some tweezers in my medical kit in the Jeep. I'll bring it to you. Um, is ok if I bring it over?" I said respecting Sally's privacy. "YES! Hurry will you! I don't want this thing sucking my blood out!" I got my medical kit and ran over to Sally before she got any more panicky. I've been in the woods enough to have developed a fairly nonchalant attitude about ticks. Sure they're a nuisance and you can get some diseases from them but if you keep an eye on things and remove them carefully you generally don't have any problems. It was Sally getting out of control I was most concerned about. I approached Sally and she was sort of antsy looking down at her leg. MAN did she look good! She had a perfect body and the wet underwear left very little to the imagination. "What are you doing?" she screamed "Get this thing off of me!" "Ok, Ok. Relax, where is it?" I asked I was looking down her leg and didn't see anything. "Here! Get it off!" as she turned her leg out and there it was - on the inside of her magnificent thigh about six inches below her most magnificent pussy! "Ok, settle down. Why don't you sit down so you're not moving and I can get a reliable grip on it." I thought for a second and decided I would kick myself in the butt for asking this but I guess I was too nice a guy not to - "Um, would you like to do it yourself considering where it is?" "God No! I don't want to leave some poisonous sucker in my skin! You know how to do this right?" she said now thinking that maybe I didn't know either. Now I knew there was no 'poisonous sucker' to worry about but decided that I had gone far enough giving her the opportunity. I wasn't going to get too chivalrous about this! "Sure, I've pulled hundreds of these things off of me and others." this was true. "You need to be REAL careful to prevent the poisonous suckers from being left behind." this was not true. I should have felt bad but this was just too good a situation to pass up. "Sit back, relax, and for goodness sake Don't Move!" I instructed in my most officious tone. Sally really looked scared. She sat down and spread her legs slightly so I could access the tick. I knelt down next to her and leaned over to get a closer look. Sure enough, there was that pesky devil. One quick pull and he'd be gone - but, I don't want to be too careless I thought to myself with a smile. I had the tweezers in my right hand and I was on her left side. I placed my left hand on her knee and gently moved her leg to open them up more. God she felt good! "What are you doing?" she asked as I spread her legs. "I'm sorry Sally but I need to get better leverage on this guy. The way he's in you I need to orient your legs differently." I lied. As I moved her leg I caught my breath as I saw her pussy hair through her wet panties and it was also peeking out from under the panty leg bands. Hmmm, so she is a natural dirty blonde but would have been surprised if it had been different. I can't believe I'm looking at this gorgeous pussy with only this thin wet fabric between my eyes and her sweetness. "Hurry will you?" Sally was starting to get impatient - I was pushing my luck but one more thing to try. I moved my right hand with the tweezers to grip the tick and steadied my hand by resting my pinky on her upper thigh. As I moved my hand I curled my pinky to 'accidently' touch Sally's panty covering her clit. Sally jumped and said very sternly "Jack, I'm beginning to think that you are not concentrating on removing this tick but you're looking at my crotch instead. If you want to look at my crotch - that's ok just get rid of that tick first!" "Wow!" I thought. I can't believe my luck - she's going to let me continue looking at her pussy. With that I grabbed the tick and had it removed in a flash. "There" I said proudly now thinking that I would move onto much more interesting things. "Is it out?" Sally asked concerned. "Yup. Dr. Wilson to the rescue." and Dr. Wilson ready to begin a new examination as I turned back toward Sally. No sooner had I turned when Sally kicked me out of the way and stood up. "Hey, is that any way to treat your hero? I thought you said I could 'look' some more once the tick was out." I whined. "Yeah well I lied." Sally said somewhat angrily. I was actually stunned. Not from the fact that I couldn't complete my 'examination' but actually surprised that Sally had lied. "I never expected you to lie Sally." I said with genuine disappointment in my voice. "Well, I figure it's ok to lie when I'm being held hostage by a tick stuck to my leg!" She shouted. I couldn't disagree with her there and finally said. "I'm sorry Sally. I shouldn't have taken advantage the way I did. Ticks really aren't that big a deal for me so I was just using the 'opportunity' to be a dirty old man I guess. I'm really sorry. Please don't be too mad at me." "Well, I understand what you did but I am mostly upset that you didn't consider how frightened I was." Sally said with tears in her eyes. I stood up and hugged her. "You're right Sally. That was inconsiderate of me. Can I make it up to you by providing a 'gourmet' meal of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?" I said trying to lighten the mood a little. I guess it worked because Sally slapped my ass (which really hurt with my wet skivvies) and said "Sure, just don't let it happen again." Then she said "And I guess this also removes the 'logisitical' problem we had since we have no towels. We might as well just stay in these and air dry." I couldn't agree more as I escorted her back to the Jeep. Walking with her reminded how different she actually looked from what I had always thought of her. I wanted to say something but decided to keep my mouth shut while we still had a truce. I leaned against the Jeep while Sally sat on a log next to the Jeep while we ate our lunch. "You make a mean PB&J Mr. Wilson. I must be hungry cause these taste great!" "That's 'Dr. Wilson' and it always seems like food just tastes 200 percent better in a place like this." I was about to continue talking about outdoor meals when Sally said "Oh Oh, Look!" as she pointed to my shin. I looked down and there was a tick. "Do you think that's the one you pulled from me?" Sally asked getting a bit concerned. "No, I'm afraid not. Looks like we ran into a batch of these when we stopped on the trail. I'll pull this out but I've got some bad news." Sally had a look of fear cross her face "What, what's wrong?" "Well, this is going to sound self-serving but one tick is a nuisance. More than one tick means that a full inspection is called for. These aren't really that dangerous so if you want to wait until we get back to home where you can have someone, um, nicer, help look you over then that would probably be ok." "Ok, you mean wait hours before I can find if a tick is sucking on me? No way! You better behave yourself though. This is purely medical - you get it buster?" Sally asked with a vengance that seemed partly from strength of character and partly from fear of ticks. "Yes, Sally. I'm really sorry about before and I'll be good this time. Sincerely - see a tick and remove it - no funny business - I promise." I started to get my kit. "Also, we should probably put some antibiotic on your tick bite. I thought about it earlier but thought you would think I was being conniving again if I suggested it." "Well I know how to put antibiotic on myself silly. You wouldn't need to do it!" "Oh yeah, for some reason I hadn't considered that." I said sincerely. Sally looked at me and shook her head as she understood I was probably telling the truth. "Men! Ok," she took a deep breath "what do we do?" "Well, first let's get this little bugger off of me and get antibiotic on both bites before we forget." "Forget! God I'm going to have nightmares about this! I'll never forget." Sally was exasperated. I quickly pulled the tick off and Sally was nice enough to dab both of us with antibiotic. "Ok, now we really need to do a thorough inspection. You wouldn't believe where I've found ticks in the past." I said honestly. "If you want we can do me first if your embarrassed. Lord knows I am." "No, if I have any more ticks on me I want to get them off ASAP! Let's do me first." Continued in Chapter 1c <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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