My wife and I are in our mid-40s and we have been together since high school. We have done some playing with friends a few years back but that kind of settled down since our jobs have changed and so on. Anyway, this is a true story from back in the early 80s when we were engaged and waiting to graduate that school year. We were barely 18 and we grew up in a small Arkansas town called Mena near the Oklahoma border.
April is five seven with kind of auburn hair and gorgeous brown eyes. A cheerleader and athlete back then, she has worked hard to retain her svelte figure even now. I am six four, athletic myself and I grew up in the woods and loved the outdoors.
I had a 1979 Jeep CJ 5 that I was very proud of and we would go for long rides back in the Ouachita Mountains there in that region. Picnics and long love making sessions just off some lonely old abandoned logging road was a very common occurrence.
One spring weekend we had headed up into the mountains and ended up on a road that wound back and forth along the Oklahoma-Arkansas border. A torrent of rain had made everything muddy
April and I had hit a few slick places, but nothing the 4-wheel drive jeep couldn't handle. Then we came to a place that was both steep and some water running off the mountain had made a cut that kept dropping out from under us and letting the Jeep slide toward the steep side of the hill. It was steep and it looked like the canyon went forever.
We decided to turn around and make the long drive back the way we came. The narrow road was hard to turn around in and my Jeep slipped, the back end sliding as the vehicle did a complete 360. sliding into a red dirt ravine that dropped the Jeep down to the frame.
The Jeep had a winch on the front but the trees I could reach with it were second growth scrub that pulled out at the roots. I know. In this day of cell phones this kind of stuff is rare, but we were miles from any kind of civilization on a remote jeep trail and it was already 1 PM. It was early spring but the nights had been getting down into the 40s and while the light wind was pleasant in the sun, it would be very cold tonight. I spent an hour trying to get the jeep to move, but it was down solid and the mud beneath the tires rippled like quicksand. You would think the top of a mountain would be more like solid rock!!
My jeans were covered with mud and we had not seen another soul on the mountain or anywhere else on this trail. We had passed a couple hunting cabins that had been locked up for the summer, but I couldn't even remember how far away they were. We started walking. I knew the twisting winding roads were a lot further than a straight shot across country, but those woods were thick and hard to navigate. We had on good shoes for hiking, but April was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a flannel shirt tucked in them. A light jacket would help, but she was gonna get cold when it got dark.
We had went about 3 or so miles when we heard the sound of a truck coming up the hill. Both of us got excited. I was carrying a rifle, something we did back in those days in the deep country roads. It was over 10 minutes from the time we heard the truck to when we saw it as it drove slow up the hill in our direction.
"Thank God," April said as I shouldered the rifle.
There was a single person in the truck and it was obviously he was surprised to see us as he drive right up to us as we flagged him down.
His window was down and his big forearm was hanging partly out.
His eyes were on April's legs and figure for a moment before he glanced at me. "What in the hell are you two doing way up here?" he asked.
"We're stuck!" April said as I cut her off as I tried to explain.
"Yeah, we were out driving around and my jeep slid into a ravine and the mud is like quicksand. It just bogs around my tires," I said.
"My name is Ricky," he said.
"I'm James and this is April," I said, introducing us and keeping it first names only just like he had.
"Where are you two from?" he asked.
We told him Mena and he nodded in understanding. He said, "Where are you at?"
We told him and he told us to hop in. April climbed in the middle and I sat by the other door. I noticed him checking out her legs again when we got in the vehicle.
It took no time to get back to the jeep after all the walking we had done to get as far as we had gotten. He got out and looked at the jeep.
He looked at the place we had trouble.
He said, "This road comes out in Smithville Oklahoma if you take one turn or turns back toward Mena if you take another. The problem is you are a heck of a long way from either and even further going back the other way."
He looked at my Jeep and he said he could back down the hill and back up here in 4 wheel drive and we could hook the winch line to the back of his truck and he could pull us out.
April did a girlish yippee and jumped up in the air and I was glad he felt like it would be that easy.
He looked uncomfortable.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
He said, "This is going to sound really chickenshit, but I ain't pull you guys out for free."
We both were startled. I started opening my billfold, knowing there was a 10 dollar bill. April had not even brought her purse.
"I . . . I think I got ten bucks," I said.
The man took a deep breath. He seemed uncomfortable but determined. "I don't want your money son. I want to fuck your girlfriend."
Wow.
I lifted my rifle and he held up a hand.
"Don't go getting crazy with that gun! I ain't threatening anyone." He had his hands on his hips looking at both of us. "You guys are in a mess and I don't think you are endanger of losing your lives, but you are gonna have a pretty horrible night and day if you have to walk out."
"Dude, I don't get this!" I was pretty incredulous.
He looked in my face and then at April's. He said, "Look, I ain't forcing anyone to do anything and I am not hurting anyone. If you want me to pull you guys out, I am going to fuck her first. If not, I just drive off without helping you." He shrugged. "There ain't no law says I have to help."
I looked at the rifle and he said, "There are laws about kidnapping someone and making them do what you want at gunpoint." He moved his shirt to the side and I could see he was wearing a pistol. "Its just for self protection," he said.
I looked at April and she looked at me and I know we both felt like this could not be happening.
April had been quiet, but she said to him, "Are you really serious?"
He nodded and said, "Yes I am sweetheart. Sorry."
"Want to walk?" I asked her.
"I don't want to be out here on foot after it turns dark," she said and I could see she was fighting back tears.
The guy said, "Guys, seriously I am not a bad person even if this seems like it. Its just you two are in a pickle and I kind of have the only game in town to help."
I said, "You are really a piece of shit!"
He just nodded his head and said, "Yeah."
April and I stood there just looking at each other. She seemed resigned. "Its up to you April. We can walk out if you want."
She looked up at the sky. It would be dark in less than 3 hours. She said, "What do you think?"
Nodding, I looked at him and said, "I guess she'll do it."
He said, "That ain't up to you James." He met her eyes and asked if he could talk to her for a second in private. She nodded and the stepped behind his truck and I could hear part of it. He was telling her that if she absolutely did not want to do this he would really just drive off and we would be no worse off than before.
I heard April tell him she could do it.
He told her good girl and they came back.
I felt out of breath. April looked scared. I said, "So how???" I couldn't really say anything else.
Ricky said, "I just want you to understand one fuck to me may mean I cum two or three times with her. This won't just be a quickie and we're done."
April nodded and I just stood there. He said he wanted me to sit there and watch the entire thing where he could keep an eye on me. I wasn't leaving him alone with her anyway.
He held his hand out to April and she stepped forward and took it. He said, "Oh James, do you guys have a bedroll or sleeping bag or something I can fuck her on? I don't have a thing in my truck."
I remember thinking this is fucking crazy!! I got him a ground roll we used to sit on for picnics and he said, "Thanks. Lets go over here."
April said, "Hold on!" She ran to the Jeep and the daypack. She brought a box of condoms to Ricky. They had four or five left in them.
Laughing, Ricky tossed them back towards the jeep. "I ain't using them, April," he said matter-of-fact as she looked blank for a moment. He took her hand and they walked in front of me to the truck.
April is five seven with kind of auburn hair and gorgeous brown eyes. A cheerleader and athlete back then, she has worked hard to retain her svelte figure even now. I am six four, athletic myself and I grew up in the woods and loved the outdoors.
I had a 1979 Jeep CJ 5 that I was very proud of and we would go for long rides back in the Ouachita Mountains there in that region. Picnics and long love making sessions just off some lonely old abandoned logging road was a very common occurrence.
One spring weekend we had headed up into the mountains and ended up on a road that wound back and forth along the Oklahoma-Arkansas border. A torrent of rain had made everything muddy
April and I had hit a few slick places, but nothing the 4-wheel drive jeep couldn't handle. Then we came to a place that was both steep and some water running off the mountain had made a cut that kept dropping out from under us and letting the Jeep slide toward the steep side of the hill. It was steep and it looked like the canyon went forever.
We decided to turn around and make the long drive back the way we came. The narrow road was hard to turn around in and my Jeep slipped, the back end sliding as the vehicle did a complete 360. sliding into a red dirt ravine that dropped the Jeep down to the frame.
The Jeep had a winch on the front but the trees I could reach with it were second growth scrub that pulled out at the roots. I know. In this day of cell phones this kind of stuff is rare, but we were miles from any kind of civilization on a remote jeep trail and it was already 1 PM. It was early spring but the nights had been getting down into the 40s and while the light wind was pleasant in the sun, it would be very cold tonight. I spent an hour trying to get the jeep to move, but it was down solid and the mud beneath the tires rippled like quicksand. You would think the top of a mountain would be more like solid rock!!
My jeans were covered with mud and we had not seen another soul on the mountain or anywhere else on this trail. We had passed a couple hunting cabins that had been locked up for the summer, but I couldn't even remember how far away they were. We started walking. I knew the twisting winding roads were a lot further than a straight shot across country, but those woods were thick and hard to navigate. We had on good shoes for hiking, but April was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a flannel shirt tucked in them. A light jacket would help, but she was gonna get cold when it got dark.
We had went about 3 or so miles when we heard the sound of a truck coming up the hill. Both of us got excited. I was carrying a rifle, something we did back in those days in the deep country roads. It was over 10 minutes from the time we heard the truck to when we saw it as it drove slow up the hill in our direction.
"Thank God," April said as I shouldered the rifle.
There was a single person in the truck and it was obviously he was surprised to see us as he drive right up to us as we flagged him down.
His window was down and his big forearm was hanging partly out.
His eyes were on April's legs and figure for a moment before he glanced at me. "What in the hell are you two doing way up here?" he asked.
"We're stuck!" April said as I cut her off as I tried to explain.
"Yeah, we were out driving around and my jeep slid into a ravine and the mud is like quicksand. It just bogs around my tires," I said.
"My name is Ricky," he said.
"I'm James and this is April," I said, introducing us and keeping it first names only just like he had.
"Where are you two from?" he asked.
We told him Mena and he nodded in understanding. He said, "Where are you at?"
We told him and he told us to hop in. April climbed in the middle and I sat by the other door. I noticed him checking out her legs again when we got in the vehicle.
It took no time to get back to the jeep after all the walking we had done to get as far as we had gotten. He got out and looked at the jeep.
He looked at the place we had trouble.
He said, "This road comes out in Smithville Oklahoma if you take one turn or turns back toward Mena if you take another. The problem is you are a heck of a long way from either and even further going back the other way."
He looked at my Jeep and he said he could back down the hill and back up here in 4 wheel drive and we could hook the winch line to the back of his truck and he could pull us out.
April did a girlish yippee and jumped up in the air and I was glad he felt like it would be that easy.
He looked uncomfortable.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
He said, "This is going to sound really chickenshit, but I ain't pull you guys out for free."
We both were startled. I started opening my billfold, knowing there was a 10 dollar bill. April had not even brought her purse.
"I . . . I think I got ten bucks," I said.
The man took a deep breath. He seemed uncomfortable but determined. "I don't want your money son. I want to fuck your girlfriend."
Wow.
I lifted my rifle and he held up a hand.
"Don't go getting crazy with that gun! I ain't threatening anyone." He had his hands on his hips looking at both of us. "You guys are in a mess and I don't think you are endanger of losing your lives, but you are gonna have a pretty horrible night and day if you have to walk out."
"Dude, I don't get this!" I was pretty incredulous.
He looked in my face and then at April's. He said, "Look, I ain't forcing anyone to do anything and I am not hurting anyone. If you want me to pull you guys out, I am going to fuck her first. If not, I just drive off without helping you." He shrugged. "There ain't no law says I have to help."
I looked at the rifle and he said, "There are laws about kidnapping someone and making them do what you want at gunpoint." He moved his shirt to the side and I could see he was wearing a pistol. "Its just for self protection," he said.
I looked at April and she looked at me and I know we both felt like this could not be happening.
April had been quiet, but she said to him, "Are you really serious?"
He nodded and said, "Yes I am sweetheart. Sorry."
"Want to walk?" I asked her.
"I don't want to be out here on foot after it turns dark," she said and I could see she was fighting back tears.
The guy said, "Guys, seriously I am not a bad person even if this seems like it. Its just you two are in a pickle and I kind of have the only game in town to help."
I said, "You are really a piece of shit!"
He just nodded his head and said, "Yeah."
April and I stood there just looking at each other. She seemed resigned. "Its up to you April. We can walk out if you want."
She looked up at the sky. It would be dark in less than 3 hours. She said, "What do you think?"
Nodding, I looked at him and said, "I guess she'll do it."
He said, "That ain't up to you James." He met her eyes and asked if he could talk to her for a second in private. She nodded and the stepped behind his truck and I could hear part of it. He was telling her that if she absolutely did not want to do this he would really just drive off and we would be no worse off than before.
I heard April tell him she could do it.
He told her good girl and they came back.
I felt out of breath. April looked scared. I said, "So how???" I couldn't really say anything else.
Ricky said, "I just want you to understand one fuck to me may mean I cum two or three times with her. This won't just be a quickie and we're done."
April nodded and I just stood there. He said he wanted me to sit there and watch the entire thing where he could keep an eye on me. I wasn't leaving him alone with her anyway.
He held his hand out to April and she stepped forward and took it. He said, "Oh James, do you guys have a bedroll or sleeping bag or something I can fuck her on? I don't have a thing in my truck."
I remember thinking this is fucking crazy!! I got him a ground roll we used to sit on for picnics and he said, "Thanks. Lets go over here."
April said, "Hold on!" She ran to the Jeep and the daypack. She brought a box of condoms to Ricky. They had four or five left in them.
Laughing, Ricky tossed them back towards the jeep. "I ain't using them, April," he said matter-of-fact as she looked blank for a moment. He took her hand and they walked in front of me to the truck.
