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reason my internal clock had decided for me that no part of the day be wasted, even in my current unemployed state. The indoor/outdoor thermometer revealed near freezing outside and 45 inside. I made coffee first, of course. I could see my breath. A day old bagel would do for breakfast. I wasn’t wasting money those days, unlike the clowns running the state. I swallowed the last slug of orange juice from the plastic bottle in the refrigerator.

I could still camp for free in the desert, and the winter temperatures made it tolerable. So I had spent the last week in one spot, taking advantage of view and the silence. But I had an offer for a temp job in New Mexico starting in a few days. And once I made it across the river into Arizona, I would be able to afford to put diesel in the truck again.

I prepared the trailer for travel by putting away the loose stuff and then pushing the button that returned the slide-out to its hiding place inside. Prudence dictated a quick walk around to check that the tires were all still round and the hitch and electric cable still mated the trailer to the truck. Travel mug of coffee in hand, I walked to the pickup cab. The diesel started on the first try. Twenty years old but still ran like new. Headlights on, we crawled out of the well used clearing tucked in between the yucca plants and Joshua Trees, and headed down the graded gravel road. There were miles of unpaved to go before intersecting with the interstate highway. No need for the radio. Hadn’t seen another person for a week so I could pretend that I was the last living being on the planet. The diesel purred as I left the truck in third gear to limit our speed and thus the insult to the tires from the sharp rocks known to inhabit this bit of desert.

Jagged mountain silhouettes defined the eastern horizon as the first hint of dawn emerged. We climbed a small hill that blocked the view ahead. The desert floor remained dark and largely invisible, so my headlights barely lit up the tail iight lenses that were all the evidence of the little car immobile in the road. It was one of those ubiquitous “cross-overs”, I guess they call them, that pack the roadways of the nation these days. Had I spent too much attention to the dawn colors, I likely would have run down the thing. Fortunately, I got on the binders in time. My cloud of dust overtook and then overwhelmed us.

My lights lit up the little car, but I could not see inside as the windows were fogged. The car rested diagonally across the road so it blocked my path, and it was tilted at an odd angle. I left the engine running and my lights on, and crawled out of the truck to check the car, flashlight in hand.

“Hello, the car! Anybody in there?”

No response. I walked around the rear of the car to check the driver’s side. The extended jack just behind the front wheel explained the odd tilt to the car. Flat tire, still bolted on. One of those tiny pretend “spare tire” lay on the ground. One press of my foot verified that, as usual, the spare was flat also. The make believe “wheel nut wrench” lay on the ground next to it. The driver door was locked. A slight wiggle of the car and muffled voices confirmed it was not empty.

“Good morning! Do you need any help?”

“Get out of here. Go away!! I have a gun!!”

Female voice. She did not sound over-confident. In fact, she sounded weak and scared.

“Ah, you are blocking the road and I cannot turn around with this trailer following me everywhere I go. So you are stuck with me. How’s about I get some coffee started and then I can help you get your car going again when the sun comes up. I’ll be in the trailer if you want to meet me properly.”

I could hear but not understand two arguing voices that faded as I walked away. After extending the steps I pulled open the door to the trailer. On a hunch, I went first to the thermostat on the wall and fired up the furnace. It began pumping warm air into the trailer. Then I got water started on the propane stove, which also added some warmth to the air. I had the first dose measured into the French press when a soft knock on the door signaled their arrival.

Undoing the latch, I pushed open the door, slowly so I didn’t pick off anyone standing on the stairs. Two young women stood on the ground below me, shivering. Yeah, my first impression was the shivering. And the blue lips. And the wild eyes….

“Holy crap!! You guys are freezing! Get in here. Careful, don’t trip.”

The little one, brunette, got behind the taller one, blonde. She steadied her on the stairs. The blonde needed the help. I caught a hand and pulled her up into the trailer. Her hand was cold. I directed her into a seat by the table. Turning around, I found the other woman right behind me. I got out of the way so she could slide in next to her friend. They sat there shivering, arms wrapped around, looking scared. Both were dressed in shorts and tank tops with large towels wrapped around their shoulders.

“Geez guys; did you spend the night in your car dressed like this?”

“We fucking froze. It’s a desert. It’s supposed to be hot in the desert.”

“Not in the winter.”

Walking forward, I grabbed a heavy sweater and my favorite heavy flannel shirt, and I snatched the top blanket from the bed and brought it all back for them. They wiggled their way into them and under it. Soon cold hands were wrapped around steaming cups of dark roast.

“I’ve got some soup I can heat up if you are not too fussy.”

“Anything hot!’

I had two cans in the cabinet. Not exactly compatible but the popsicles didn’t look like they cared. The chicken noodle went into the only pot I had, with the tomato soup on top. This hot mess I split on top of that little bit of coffee left in their cups.

“Oh gawd! Hot! Thanks!”

“Taste OK?”

“Who cares.”

“It’s light enough for me to put the spare on your car.”

“Thanks.”

They had managed to jack up the left front, so they were doing the correct tire. It looked like they had driven on it for miles. The little tiny minuscule fake spare tire was on the ground nearby. It of course was short on air, too. As they always are. The wheel nuts were untouched, or more likely they were too tight for them and their “wrench”.

Fortunately, I had my stuff in the back of the truck. I had a functioning jack, pressure gauge, a charged up impact wrench, my air compressor with an old auto battery to run it, and a better plan.

No way was I gonna let them drive a front wheel drive car with a mini spare on front. So after filling the spare with air, I used it to replace the left rear, and then put that tire on the front. An impact wrench is cheating, I suppose, but as long as I had one…..

Found their key in the ignition so I started the engine and set the heater control on broil. When I got back in the trailer, their coffees were gone along with the soup. I built more coffee, and got them started on some chunks of cheese to get some fat into them. The shivering was down to a gentle vibration, but they still were cold.

“You don’t have a hot tub in this thing, do ya?”

“Nah, but I have something better in mind. Let me know when you are ready to drive, and I’ll show you the best hot spring in the state.”

“A hot spring!!! Oh Yeah!! Let’s go. By the way, i’m Eden and she is Aspen, and we want to thank you. You saved our asses.”

“Frank here. No charge.”

All I needed to do was stay on the same dirt road for 15 minutes, and then take a left on a well used two track that led around a small straight walled bluff until I found the cleared off parking area bordered by downed telephone poles. Just downhill steam rose from the “spring”.

Artesian well water bubbled up from a 10 inch diameter galvanized pipe and then flowed into the pool over a one foot tall waterfall constructed with large rocks and cement. The pool itself was cemented in, about twenty feet long by 8 wide. It emptied over a full width shelf that clearly did well as a soap and water place without fouling the pool. Under water seats ran the length of the pool on both sides. The hand painted signs said “NO GLASS!”, so there was no broken glass. This was a class joynt.

I backed my trailer into a flat spot across the two track from the parking area. It was a well used camping spot with a fire ring and some rough wood benches. Looking through the window, I watched as the girls ran to the pool. Both stuck fingers in to test the water. The smiles validated my memory of the perfect temperature of the water.

The girls sat on the large rock, I watched as shoes came off and socks were stuck in them. My shirt and sweater were pulled off, followed by their tank tops. Oh, look! Tits…..

They quickly tugged down their shorts, dragging thongs with. They did that quick but careful barefoot walk on the gravel to the pool, bent over with the “ouch ouch shit! ouch” on soft feet. The crouch and wiggle as they stepped down onto the underwater bench left nothing to my imagination. Ah, life is good.

Back in the trailer, I finally made coffee for myself, and then I settled down to watch the girls for a while. Never get tired of naked women. They warmed for a short while, and then Aspen leaned over to kiss Eden. More kisses. Egen began sucking on Aspen’s right nipple, then Aspen took a turn. Some underwater fondling….The view improved when Eden stood up to sit on the rim of the pool with only her lower legs in the water. That was OK with me. She had prodigious breasts and she was young enough that gravity had not yet caught up with her. Her skin was pink from the hot water. She faced me with wet blonde hair draped over those erect nipples, and her legs spread apart to show me her neat pussy lips. Nice.

Then Aspen blocked my view with the back of her head as she settled in for some licking. Eden leaned back with her arms placed to support her as she wrapped her legs around Aspen’s head. As they both got into the spirit of the thing I enjoyed the swaying of those large breasts. The first orgasm took a while, but it wracked her body from one end to the other. The second followed shortly after. Each time she came after that her head rolled back and forth and her eyes were looking at something WAY out there. Hot coffee, me warm in the trailer, the spread of desert beauty all around, and two young hotties enjoying each other.… Don’t get any better than this, except when it does.

Ya see, it got a whole lot better when Aspen pulled back from Eden’s pussy and appeared to whisper in Eden’s ear. Eden smiled. Then Aspen stood up on the bench, naked luscious in her own way, and she shouted out my name and waved the come over here with one arm. I could handle that. I briskly walked over and innocently asked Aspen if they needed anything.

She stood there naked. Eden had not moved, her eyes closed, breathing deep, chest heaving, her breasts along for the ride, red skin from her neck on down. Her open mouth was drooling just a bit, and her legs still spread. One finger rested over her clit, occasionally sliding along the obvious places, her pussy gaping open or clenched tight with the rhythm. thigh muscles twitching…. odd little noises leaked out of her mouth. Aspen’s eyes met mine briefly, and then slid down to that thing in my pants which was clearly growing in popularity.

Aspen leaded forward, placing her palms flat on my chest. My eyes locked on her perky breasts. She smiled. Then her fingernails gave my nipples a quick provocation through the fabric of my shirt. That electricity flowed through me briefly, and my popularity grew a bit more. Aspen did not miss this.

“Frank. This is a hint. We need you to lose your clothes and then settle down in this hot soup with us.”

I wasted no time. As the last of my clothing fell away, my cock sprang up. I don’t think she could help herself. Aspen’s tongue licked her lips as she stared at that thing waving in front of her. Aspen reached out as if to shake my hand, but it wasn’t my hand that she grasped. Her hand was quite warm from the spring water. Three quick squeezes and then she let him go. I sat down on the underwater bench, up against Eden’s warm right leg. I rested my left forearm across her thigh and my hand came to rest flat on the soft warm skin of her inner thigh, inches from her pussy. She did a full body twitch with this. Her thigh muscles trembled. So of course I gave her inner thigh muscles a bit of a squeeze. She noticed this too. Two inches later, my finger tip was slipping over her slippery starter button, snd Eden was off to the races again.

Aspen settled in on my right. Turning sideways under my arm, she pressed her left breast into my ribs. Her left hand snaked behind my head so she could pull my face down to lay on me the best kiss I’ve had in this millennium. Enjoyed this, but it did not distract me from noticing her other hand sliding up my thigh, wrapping around my cock, stroking him a bit before slipping up to beginning working on my left nipple, as she had promised. My right hand was lonely until I figured out I could return the favor on her right nipple. All this while she continued to hold that kiss. I nearly blew my load just from this introduction.

Only a professional contortionist could hold that pose for much longer. We unfolded and ended up all side by side on the bench, I had one hand for each pussy, and the girls needed to share my cock and balls, so we did the best we could. Eden was still up on that plateau where any appropriate pleasuring of her clit or fingers inside her sent her over the edge again. And again…

Aspen had apparently spent all her efforts pleasuring Eden and she was growing eager. Most everything I did with my remaining hand clearly moved her in the right direction. Her knees came up as she lay back and spread her legs wider. Soon enough she was up to speed. Where Eden would have gut wrenching orgasms, with a pause between to regain her breath. Aspen could string together a seemingly endless stretch of less catastrophic full body spasms that gradually built until she was hugging my arm and crushing my hand into her crotch with her thighs as she rammed her tongue into my ear. White caps formed as we stirred up a surf in the pool.

Aspen’s eyes were closed, he face contorting with pleasure. Suddenly, her eyes opened, and she smiled into my face as she eagerly climbed onto my lap, impaling herself on my cock. I wasn’t running away at this point, as Aspen was sliding up and down on my cock and rubbing parts of her body against my crotch, and two more parts were trying to get into my mouth at the same time. She could grab hold of my cock with her pussy while she pumped me into herself. Could not get any better, as I still had my hand in Eden’s pussy so she could keep going too. What could go wrong?

I heard the car coming on the gravel road before I could see it. This presented a dilemma. Do we stay in the hot water making waves, or hurry to the shelter of the trailer? “Ah, girls. We have company. If you can walk, we probably should go back to the trailer and leave the pool to these new folks.”

Took some effort to get the girls out of the hot water. They clearly were a bit dazed and wobbly on rubber legs and bare feet. I helped each over to sit on the rock, and then got them into their shoes. They of course were very wet and very naked. I still enjoyed the view. They were staggering toward the trailer as I gather up all of our clothing in my arms. I hurried after them, cock waving back and forth like a blind man’s white cane.

The car appeared from around the shoulder of the bluff. To my amazement, it was one of those Land Rovers the rich folk own to look cool. Likely set a record, for I had seen another Rover actually driving off the pavement once before, about 20 years before. Through the windscreen I watched two faces watching us, and smiling at the view. Eden stopped and then turned to wave at the car, noticeably naked. Two bare girl rears led me up the stairs and into the trailer. I dropped my load of clothing on the table, and looked for the girls.

Both were on the bed, on their backs. Eden, as per usual, was working her finger over her clit, lost in her own pleasure. Aspen had other ideas. Her legs flew apart, knees up, framing the view of her tits and smiling face.

“Frank! Get in my pussy!!”

I could do that. Not surprising, my cock was still interested. I practically slid across the sheets on my knees and buried my cock into Aspen’s pussy in one fell swoop.

“OH YES!!!! Nice shot!!”

I have to admit that I was motivated. The girls had assured that I was appropriately stimulated, but our collective efforts had centered on producing a continuous string of orgasms to entertain them. They each had their turn, in spades. I was ready for some self-satisfaction.

No restraint. Aspen had the athletic body. She was in shape. No padding. And she clearly had a workout system to keep her pussy muscles in shape. She clamped down on me, which made life better for both of us. I confess that I morphed into a kinda wild man. Good thing I had installed new shock absorbers for the trailer’s suspension. Aspen could take it, and she loved it. It got loud in the trailer. And this must have carried out to the pool.

You’ve seen the sign on RVs, “If this trailer is rocking, don’t bother knocking.” Well, they ignored it. Aspen and I were preoccupied, so Eden answered the door, naked of course. The two from the Land Rover were also naked. “Good morning! Do you have room for two more?”

I took a quick peek. He was as predicted by the car he drove, a diamond pinkie ring guy, too much “Just For Men” hair dye, and a personal trainer body. He sported a full erection suggestive of blue pill assistance. She had a lot of everything…..the Beverly Hills hairdresser, too much makeup for a desert trip, pilates, fingernails, botox injections, and the obvious boob job. But hey, what the fuck. Showing up naked evens the playing field.

Aspen’s eyes were locked on the ceiling, clearly not focusing anymore. She had lost the ability to speak, but merely grunted a little with each thrust of my cock into her. Her squeals when she came had taken on a bit of raspy. So she seemed to have no opinion.

Eden was accustomed, with her outrageous body, to the reality that everyone on earth wanted a piece of her, and she loved this. So she said, “Sure!!”

The three piled onto the bed next to Aspen and me. We didn’t mss a beat. He knew what he wanted, and after a quick kiss for Eden he nestled his face into the boundless expanse of her breasts. His companion, clearly aware that her road to success centered on giving head and staying quiet, ie, don’t talk with your mouth full,…. enveloped his cock with her mouth. He stopped sucking nipples only enough to mumble, “Oh my gawd, my gawd”. Eden continued to rub her own pussy and to my amazement, kept finding more orgasms from her apparently bottomless supply.

I pulled out of Aspen leaving her stuck to the sweat soaked sheet. She twitched a little at that, but then crossed her legs and began squeezing her hand into her pussy to keep the home fires burning. I left the bed for a sip of cold coffee. Looking back, the guy was still in heaven, coming up only for the occasion breath of air. His lady sucked his cock. She was on her knees with her ass up in the air. Her pussy was swollen and dripping, but all alone in the world save for two of her fingers that disappeared inside.

I walked over to lay my warm hand on her bare ass. She turned to look at me, and my hard cock, and she smiled.

“Do you mind?”

“Not at all!”

I gently pulled her fingers out of her pussy and substituted my cock.

“Oh gawd!!! YES!!”

I enjoyed my time in her, what with the view of everything else going on in my bed for seasoning. She was a one and done kinda gal, but OH WHAT A ONE!! orgasm, and whatever that did to her mouth sent him over the edge and he blew his load into her mouth. They left quietly once they recovered.

I was giving some thought to getting my own rocks off. That’s when I set up Eden at the end of the bed. She was quite pliable at that point. I positioned her on her back, butt on the pillow, perfect height for a guy like me standing there. I bent over for some nice pussy licking and fingering, Eden continued to set personal records. Her legs shot into the air, making a perfect V for a while before she flopped over trying to scramble off the bed, clearly not knowing what she was doing. I plopped her onto her back again, as on the pillow, as if landing a marlin. Shortly after, Aspen regained consciousness and after assessing my contribution to Eden’s pleasure, she moved over to hover her pussy in Aspen’s face. Don’t know why or how but both stayed on boil. Their faces reflected a sorta zombie like orgasmic takeover of their bodies.

I stood and grabbed my cock to begin torturing Eden with the cock head, painting with her juices around her labia, over her clit, teasing just inside her. Her heavy breathing returned, along with the thigh muscle twitching, and her belly muscles rippling. She kept trying to push herself over the end of my cock. I worked myself into a bit of a frenzy too. This time my cock slipped in slowly, almost without notice at first until the bulge of the cock head disappeared. Then I buried him, and Eden screeched with enthusiasm. Like the boy scout trying to start a fire without matches, I began generating friction. No smoke, but it was getting warmer in the trailer. Eden’s skin grew even more red. She was speaking in tongues. Her breasts, when she was not mashing them with her hands, carved lazy circles on her chest.

Aspen had climbed off Eden’s face and she came up beside me. She was sucking on my left nipple, the sensitive one. Her hand was tracing finger tips up, down and around my bare ass, exquisitely light touch. Soon it was the backs of my thighs, then the skin of my inner thighs. Aspen cupping my balls as I slowly tortured myself slipping only the sensitive rim of my cock head in and out through her opening drove my pleasure beyond any resistance I could muster, and I felt the earthquake that proceeds the volcanic eruption. Hold it, hold it, hoooollllldit…. oh fuck that……ARRRARGGG!!! I looked up to see if I had blown off the top of Eden’s head. Didn’t see that, but she was compressing into a fetal position, rolling back and forth, and when she pulled my cock out of her she flipped over on her side, this time arching her back. She snapped awake and wailed as one of her legs cramped up.

Aspen jumped in to rub her leg and try to pull it out to relieve the cramp. Meanwhile, I fell to my knees, fighting for breath. I had just experienced one of those electromagnetic air bursts that can erase every computer west of the Mississippi River.

We all crashed on the bed. Slept to about 8 that night. All I had to share for dinner was hot dogs and some potato salad. Nobody was walking straight. Both ladies mentioned tender pussies, but I heard no complaints. We were walking around, slowly, naked, and they looked good to me. Don’t know if I still looked good to them. but nobody felt the need to play around, for some reason.

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