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This first time, once was enough for Mallory. Perhaps she wasn't aware that Bob could have serviced her again, later in the night. Or maybe it was the newness of engaging in this pursuit, and the amazing feel of it all. She would think about that feel often in the future. She would, in fact, never forget it. She was fully aware of his hardness when they woke the next morning and it was pressed against her hip. She was lying on her back and he was lying half on top of her, snoring softly.
She didn't want to move, but she had to pee, and it was very uncomfortable, so much so that she had a hard time enjoying the feel of the naked man touching her.
Being a novice, of sorts, she didn't know the protocol for this, so she simply got out from under him and crawled over him to get out of the sleeper so she could make the pain go away.
She used the toilet and it wasn't until she came out that she looked at where Randy and Sam had slept last night. The bed was mussed, but there was no one in it. She looked at where she had spent the night, thinking to crawl back up there, but Bob's butt greeted her as his feet came down the ladder. His penis and balls were visible. He looked very long and hard and she marveled that that thing had been inside her. She'd loved it, but it looked too big. She thought it was funny that she hadn't thought it was big when she sucked it, but it looked huge now.
Bob was down now, and turned to see her standing there naked.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Fantastic," she said.
"Good," he said. "My turn."
"Your turn?" she said, thinking he was talking about something sexual.
"For the bathroom," he said.
"Oh." She moved to one side and let him by. Now she wanted to feel his skin on hers, and she brushed against him as he moved.
She thought about getting dressed, but didn't want to. She wasn't sure what she should do.
Bob came out. The difference astonished her. Now his penis dangled limply, lying on top of his balls like a cat sitting on a cushion.
"We need to talk," said Bob.
"What about?" she asked.
"About something I should have thought about last night, but was too blinded by lust to remember."
"What?" she asked.
"Birth control. Are you on the pill?"
"Of course not. You know my mother," she said, as if that explained everything.
He groaned.
"What?"
"When was your last period?" he asked.
"Uncle Bob!" Her indignation was obvious.
"We made mad, passionate love last night," he pointed out. "Surely trying to determine if I might have gotten you pregnant isn't too personal a thing to delve into," he said.
"Oh!" Clearly she hadn't thought about that either.
"When?" he asked again.
She thought.
"It ended last Wednesday," she said.
While he thought about what might be happening in Mallory's womb, he couldn't help but think about the same thing concerning Sam. He'd have to find out when her last period had been too. He went back to Mallory. If her period ended only four days ago, she was probably safe.
He hoped he was safe.
"We should have thought about that," he said.
"I didn't plan for it to happen like it did," she said.
"Why do you think they call them unplanned pregnancies?" he asked.
"Do you think I'm pregnant?" Her voice rose.
"No, probably not. Your mother and I haven't gotten around to the sex education talk. We've been avoiding it and I can clearly see now that that was a mistake."
"We've read a little about it on the internet," said the girl.
"And what did you learn?"
"Usually they just list the kinds of ways you can do that. Like the birth control pill and condoms."
"If you can't get the pill, then condoms are good," said Bob.
"I know that," she said.
"You should have asked me if I had any condoms," he said.
"Isn't that your responsibility?" she asked.
"Yes and no," he said.
"How can it be both?"
"Because it's your womb that will become pregnant, not mine," he said. "The man contributes the sperm, but the woman has to do all the rest. If you don't want that to happen, then you can't leave it up to anybody else to prevent it. You have to make sure to prevent it."
"So, do you have any condoms?" she asked.
"No. I wasn't planning on having sex on this trip," he said.
"Then it wouldn't have mattered anyway," she said.
"If I'd have thought about it I wouldn't have ejaculated in you."
"We read about that too. It's called something that has to do with rhythm."
"The rhythm method," said Bob. "But that isn't what I was thinking about."
"Then what were you thinking about?"
"Pulling out and making a mess on the sheets, I guess. At least it would have been on your belly, instead of in it."
"That was the warm part, when you made all those funny grunting sounds, wasn't it," she said.
"Yes, probably."
"I liked that part a lot," she said. "I don't think I want you to pull out."
"That's how girls get pregnant," said Bob.
"I'll take my chances. Now that I think about it, from what I remember of that article, the middle of your cycle is when you can get pregnant. And besides. You don't get pregnant every time you have sex. I know that much."
"All it takes is one sperm," said Bob. "I donated several million to you last night."
"That many? Cool!"
"I shouldn't have cum in you, Mallory."
"Well, I'm glad you did. I'm glad about everything you did. It was amazing. I loved it. I want to do it again."
"I won't lie. I do too. I had a great time too. You're a responsive, passionate, effusive lover, Mal."
"Really?" She preened and blushed at the same time.
"I said I wouldn't lie."
A sly look came over her face.
"So ... can we do it again right now?"
He smiled. He was glad he'd done a good job. But enough was enough.
"Give me a rain check on that," he said. "I see that Sam and Randy are already up and out. We should join them."
"I thought it was funny that Sam thought you were hurting me," said Mallory.
"I'm not sure Sam would agree with you."
"I'll explain it to her," said Mallory.
Bob shook his head. He tried to imagine being her age and having that kind of conversation with a peer. But he couldn't.
Ten minutes later they were dressed and he followed her out of the door.
Sam was cooking breakfast. Randy was in the process of dragging more limbs in to cut up for firewood.
Sam glanced at them.
"Morning," she said, curtly. "Breakfast is almost ready.
Bob stared at his daughter. Her appearance was entirely normal. But it was impossible to see her as being in that category. Everything had changed for her last night. The image of Randy's naked butt, rising and falling rushed into his mind. She hadn't cried out like Mallory had. Mal hadn't been shy about that either. She hadn't tried to be quiet, or grab a pillow to cover her face with. She had just let those joyful sounds rip from her throat.
Sam squatted there, cooking bacon. He couldn't see her pussy, but he knew it was there. He knew that a penis had penetrated it last night, just like his penis had penetrated Mallory's. And she'd received a load of sperm, just like Mal had. That sperm was probably still there ... possibly oozing into her panties as she cooked.
But she looked just like she always looked.
"Can I help?" asked Mallory.
"You can have him teach you how to make coffee," suggested her cousin.
She didn't quite sound surly, but she didn't sound carefree either.
He blinked. Of course she wouldn't act normal. She looked normal, but she was dealing with what had happened to her too.
"The coffee is in a metal can in the cupboard over the sink," he told Mallory. "The coffee pot is sitting at the end of the log."
"Should I wash the pot out?" asked the girl.
"Never!" said Bob. "Never wash out a camp coffee pot. They get seasoned and it helps the coffee taste better. Just dump out the old grounds. Don't even waste any water getting all of them out. They'll join the new grounds."
"Okay," said Mallory, agreeably.
She took off for the camper. Bob squatted down by his daughter.
"You okay?" he asked, his voice low.
"Yes," she said, her voice tight.
"It's all right if you have some concerns," he said.
"I made a fool of myself last night," she said.
"No you didn't."
"Yes I did."
"All you did was express concern for your cousin. There's nothing wrong with that."
"I feel like I made a mess of things," she said.
"Would it upset you if I said Mal and I both had a good time last night?" he asked.
"No," she said, but she didn't sound sure of that.
"Would you tell me the truth if I asked you if you and Randy had a good time last night?"
"Randy did," she said.
"But not you? Not so much?"
"I don't know. I'm confused. I liked parts of it."
"Sounds normal to me," he said.
"This is very weird, talking to you about this," she said.
"Tell me about it."
"I just did."
"I did have a good time last night," came a new voice. They looked to find Randy standing off to the side. They hadn't realized he was there. "I hoped you did too, Sam."
"It wasn't you, Randy," said Sam, standing up. She went to him and hugged him. "I'm just confused, that's all."
"So I did okay?"
She kissed him firmly.
"You did fine."
He looked so relieved that Bob felt sorry for him.
"Good."
The camper door slammed as Mallory returned with the coffee can.
"Now what?" she asked.
"Add water and boil," said Bob.
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"I thought making coffee was complicated," said Mallory.
"Not so much," said Bob. "Assuming, of course, that you aren't too picky."
Sam pulled the cast iron skillet off to one side of the grate over the fire.
"Now we can eat," said Sam.
"And after that, we're all going to work on the second stand," said Bob.
The second tree stand was finished by noon. Bob talked about lanes of fire and stressed again not to shoot unless they could clearly see the target.
"Are we going to hunt today?" asked Randy.
"We'll get in the stands for practice," said Bob. "You need to understand how boring it can be, and how hard it is to stay still and avoid making noise. Then, tomorrow morning, we'll be ready. Deer like to move around early in the morning, and at dusk. But they probably won't be around here this evening, because we've been making noise all day. Our best bet will be tomorrow morning."
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