The boys stood there petrified as they watched Carol walk across the yard carrying a picnic basket in the nude. She crossed the yard, opened the gate in the fence, and then disappeared into the wooded section at the other end of the hill.
"Did you see that?" Jack said to his older brother.
"Of course I saw! Come on, let's see where she's going…"
The boys ran along the top of the hill till they were around the back of the wooded area. They could see the half-dried creek now, and near it, lying on blankets, were the five people the boys had seen in the market lot the day before. Only this time none of them had any clothing on.
The boys watched, crouching in the grass, as Jerri and Carol handed the others sandwiches and fresh fruit. They stared in excited surprise as they watched Carol's breasts swing in front of her as she bent down to get something out of the picnic basket.
"Wow!" Jack said.
"Double wow," Jim added.
The tribe ate sandwiches and drank from a large pitcher of lemonade, as the bright sunshine warmly bathed their naked bodies. The boys watched them the entire time, kneeling on the top of the hill overlooking the area. Both boys had erections in their pants by the time the group finished eating.
"Oh, my God, look at that," Jim said, his eyes bulging from his head. Russell was standing above Tracey, who was licking at the end of his stiffening cock. Jim started unbuttoning his shirt.
"What are you doing?" Jack asked.
"Taking off my shirt and then my pants. I'm not gonna watch this and not jerk off!" Jim proceeded to remove his shirt and then he pulled his pants down to his knees and took hold of his young hard cock and began to rub it as he watched Tracey sucking on Russell's penis.
Jack followed his brother. He pulled his pants open and pulled his penis out and played with it as he stared down the hillside.
They saw Dave start licking at Tracey's ass while she sucked hard and steady on Russell's gigantic cock. Then Carol began to slide the banana she was mating in and out of her pussy, and soon Jerri was on her hands and knees in front of the girl, watching, and then taking a bite of the fruit every time Carol pulled it from her cunt.
"She's got a banana up her twat!" Jack said, a bit too loudly.
"Shim, I can see for myself. Holy Jesus, look!" He pointed to the scene on the blanket. Russell was holding his cock inches from Tracey's face now as white gushes began to spurt from the tip. Tracey lowered her head, closing her eyes, as the cum flowed down over her face, covering her with white sperm.
Tracey moved her ass back to allow Dave to suck hard at her cunt. In a second she was sitting on his face, wiping Russell's sperm from her face, squealing in delight as her husband's long tongue flicked the bud of her clitoris.
Russell fell to the ground and began to lick at Dave's balls, and then took his cock in his lips.
"Jim, is he doing what I think he's doing?"
"Yeah, fucking queers too."
While Dave sucked his wife's pussy, as Russell was giving him a blow job, Jerri was still eating the banana in Carol's cunt.
"I can't stand it! I'm gonna shoot!" Jack held his hard cock in front of him and a huge load of young sperm poured into the grass beneath. He shook and shuddered, never taking his eyes off the group below.
Jim still knelt there, beating his big prick as he watched Jerri eating Carol's cunt. He was fascinated by the entire scene. It certainly beat any pictures he had seen in the porno books his friends had at school.
In a minute Dave got up and pulled Jerri from her place between Carol's legs and turned her over and sank his cock deep into her pussy. Russell and Carol and Tracey watched as brother and sister fucked for them.
Brother and sister, although they didn't know it, were also fucking for the boys up on the hillside. Jim held his balls tight with one hand as the other beat his cock in fury now. He stiffened as his whole body shivered. Then he let it happen. Without more than a low groan from his throat, the young man splashed the ground with his semen. He kept beating his penis as the cum flew into the air-it seemed as if he would never stop-and hit his leg, his chest, and the ground. He pumped his balls with his other hand, trying to push every bit of his hot cum out of his testicles up his cock and out to the warm sunshine.
As soon as Jim had finished, Jack got up and pulled up his pants. "Let's go. Dad will be looking for us," Jack said, feeling embarrassed about what had just taken place.
Jim stood up and wiped the end of his cock with a leaf, then pulled his jeans up, picked up his shirt from the ground and put it on. "Yeah, let's go. We got a lot to tell Dad."
They ran back to their horses and then rode off across the field.
The tribe never knew they had been watched.
Chapter 8
Russell woke up early the next day, feeling cold. He jumped out of bed and stood naked at the window. It was raining so hard he could barely see beyond the back fence. He slid his jeans on and went into the living room to start a fire.
As he piled logs into the fireplace, the rain continued to beat down on the roof. Suddenly he realized he was hearing a dripping sound near him. He looked around and discovered drops of rain falling from the ceiling onto the top of the old piano.
He went into the kitchen and returned with a pot from under the sink. The noise the water made hitting the metal was irritating, so Russell grabbed a towel and put it in the pot-the water hit it without a sound. As soon as he had the fire roaring, he searched the ceiling for any other possible leaks. But there were none to be found.
Russell made himself a cup of coffee and sat in front of the fireplace, warming himself. The rain continued to fall.
"Hi," Jerri said, standing in her robe near the hallway. "What a change in weather!"
"I woke up freezing," Russell said. "That's what it's like in these canyons. Especially now, in the autumn. Actually, we've been having pretty warm weather for this time of year."
"Burr," Jerri said as she crossed to the kitchen," I'm cold!" She poured herself a cup of hot coffee and returned to the living room and sat on the floor next to Russell.
"Guess what?" Jerri said.
"What?" Russell replied.
"Tracey thinks she's pregnant. She told me last night, just before we went to bed. Isn't that great?"
"Really? Oh, yeah, sure. Is she sure?"
"Pretty much. She hasn't told Dave yet. We're going to see the doctor in Taos this afternoon, just to be certain. "Jerri sipped her coffee.
"Hey, is it Dave's?" Russell asked in alarm.
"Well, of course it's Dave's!"
"How can she be sure?"
"Women have a way of knowing things like that, silly," Jerri announced knowingly.
"Oh," Russell murmured, smiling. He thought about it for a minute. "Wow, a baby! Wouldn't it be fantastic to have a kid here-I mean, think how spoiled it would be!"
"Yeah, I'm afraid so. Tracey's so happy. She'll make a good mother. "Jerri stretched out on the floor.
"She will, she will," Russell said, stretching. "What time is it?"
"About seven," Jerri answered.
"Jesus Christ, I'm going back to bed. I was having the neatest erotic dream when the rain woke me…"
Jerri giggled. "Okay, you go back to bed and when you're ready to come, just yell out in your sleep and I'll come suck you off."
"Promise?" Russell said, standing up.
"Promise," Jerri replied, looking up at him.
Russell walked down the hall to his room and flopped back into his bed.
Jerri lay in front of the fireplace, watching the rain spatter on the window. Even the rain in New Mexico was different, she thought. It didn't have all that dirt and pollution in it that the New York skies had. Rain fell clear, clean, refreshing. Jerri resisted the impulse to dash out into it and run nude over the field. It was too cold for that. She couldn't believe they had just had a nude picnic the day before.