Flight into the Forest
Copyright© 2025 by Daydreamz
Chapter 9: It’s Not Wrong, Really
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 9: It’s Not Wrong, Really - Freshly developed 15-year-old besties are under pressure from their dipshit dads and their dipshit pals. Serious, worst-case pressure. They have to get away, unprepared, into the big bad world, right the hell now. (This is quite a long story, that I wrote in 2014 then, with a stroke, clean forgot about. It's set mainly in Virginia forest, and as ever it's a girl power story.)
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft ft/ft Mult Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Group Sex Exhibitionism Size Nudism Violence
“So, what do we need?” Ellie felt energized like never before. “Isn’t there a Wallmart in Lewisburg? Let’s see if we can pay online with Paypal and collect in store.” She had a look while Allie was getting her breath back. They could.
Next day they rode in and picked up everything they’d planned, apart from sexy clothes that could wait for another day. It was hard work riding all that way and back in a day, but they just made it in time.
They set up in front of the stove in the living room, to give some variety and a sexy feel to it all, lying on the comforter with the logs burning. They fixed their new webcam to the mantelshelf with a cute little miniature tripod clamp they’d seen and assembled their new lights, before seven o’clock came and their second camgirl session had to start.
This time there were twenty clients waiting, and more joined as soon as they went to private. Ellie told them how they’d got the lights and new webcam and asked what did they think of doing it in front of the stove in the living room?
Comments came back how they looked even more gorgeous with the better picture and how sexy the setting was ... Allie thanked them and said they’d try to give them an even better show, and started on Ellie.
The girls stroked and fondled and kissed, and tips and the same great comments kept coming in. One guy posted that they looked like they needed his thick cock in them and Ellie banned him, along with someone who wondered how old they were. Everyone else was lovely.
It was nearly half past seven and Allie was building Ellie up to an epic climax to finish the show when there was a noise outside. What with everything the girls were slow to react, and they were still naked in front of the stove when the door of the cabin opened, directly into the living room as it did, and a bunch of people came in!
Ellie saw it was Jeff and a girl and another guy of similar age, as she and Allie leaped to their feet with a squeal. Ellie could hardly even count the nightmares ... totally naked and exposed; in front of boys; caught in someone else’s cabin; lezzing; camming; after saying they couldn’t be here with the hunting; meeting two people for the first time like this...
Jeff and the other boy were covering their eyes with their hands while the girl watched Ellie and Allie give up on covering their breasts and bushes to grab the laptop and comforter, and try to take the webcam but it was clamped in place. They had to just unplug it and leave it, and the lights on their poles, and flee into the bedroom.
“Er, Hi Ellie, Allie,” they heard Jeff through the door, “We should’ve emailed sorry.”
“That’s OK we’ll be out in a moment,” Ellie called back, trying to work out how much of a disaster this was - well it was total for sure. The only good thing was they weren’t in any physical danger; but the humiliation was worse than the worst ever. And they’d be out in the forest again.
They heard talking in undertones while they got dressed. Ellie just managed to get her head together enough to post an apology on their website and end the session, before they had to go out and face the music.
Deep breath and just do it. Apologize and suck it up.
“Hi, sorry,” Ellie started as she went out first, “I ... well we shouldn’t be here I know.”
“We knew you were here,” said Jeff, his eyes bugging out as though he couldn’t erase the memory of their naked bodies, “don’t worry. We knew from your email, it had this IP address in it. We should’ve said I guess.” He wasn’t hostile. Amazing.
“Dad did email I think, last night,” said the girl. She was being pretty cool too.
“Oh this is Paula, Ellie and Allie, and this is Martin.” Jeff made the introductions and they all smiled at each other. Not that it wasn’t still a massive nightmare.
“Oh I didn’t check my mails,” Ellie realized. She’d been too busy with their sex site! Shit. Now look ... and Dan knew? What was this IP address thing?
“It’s OK anyway,” Paula was only around five feet two, Ellie remembering her from the photo on Dan’s phone now, but she looked and sounded like she was Jeff’s older sister; attractive and assured, and not overly fazed even. “Dad was relieved you were safe. He and Jeff were talking about you. I can see...” she left the sentence unfinished. Ellie could feel the missing words, like ‘ ... why they found you so interesting!’
Paula’s gaze landed on the webcam sitting there on the mantelshelf, and Ellie could sense her wondering what on earth kind of girls her dad had left in their cabin.
“Keeping in touch?” Paula asked, giving the air a sniff. There was a hint of a barb in it.
“Yeah,” Allie answered, “it’s a kind of club.” She was blushing like a tomato. Ellie could feel her own cheeks hot.
“Well if there are any places open...” Martin nudged Jeff playfully and now Jeff was looking embarrassed too.
It looked like Martin would be Paula’s boyfriend. Teasing her younger brother. Who must like Ellie and Allie...
“We were concerned about you,” Jeff felt the need to explain, “with the massacre. So Dad thought we should come out for Thanksgiving, and Mom wants to meet you too. They’re right behind.”
Shit. Ellie was just moving to get rid of the lights and webcam before Dan and his wife could arrive when the door opened and in they came.
“Hey, Ellie! Allie!” Dan’s benevolent presence filled the room. He came and gripped each of them by the shoulder but didn’t try to hug or kiss them.
“Hi Dan,” Ellie had a warm feeling seeing Dan again, even though it was a nightmare.
“Let me introduce Sandi, my wife,” Sandi was short like her daughter, and oozed class. Ellie tried not to be intimidated even while she looked so much down at Sandi as they shook hands. Sandi in boots not heels.
“Hello,” but Sandi was friendly, completely confident, and a warm, caring kind of person you could feel straight away, looking directly into her eyes as she shook hands: “Wow, the boys did tell me!”
Ellie remembered she and Allie were wearing makeup from their cam session. “Now don’t you worry about being in here; we hardly use it and you needed it. Dan said you’d find the key, he has a feeling about you. So don’t worry. Not about that anyway. But this Warm Springs Massacre thing is something else.”
God, now it had a name. “We haven’t seen anyone around here,” Ellie said.
“You been Skyping?” Dan was fingering the webcam, and looking at the lights on their poles.
“It’s like a club,” Allie repeated vaguely. They only had a rough idea what Skype was.
“Jeff’s applying to join,” Paula repeated the joke with a laugh. Ellie realised it was a distraction. Or was it a threat?
“We were just packing up,” Ellie picked up one lamp stand, Allie picked up the other and they took them through to their bedroom. Dan was looking after them a bit curiously.
They came straight out and Ellie undid the webcam and took that through too. She could feel Dan, and Sandi as well, sensing there was a bit of a mystery but so far Paula was keeping quiet about them being naked, and so were Martin and Jeff.
“This isn’t one of mine is it?”
SHIT Dan had picked up their RIFLE. That they’d stupidly left in the corner.
“We found it,” Ellie realized she could tell the truth, up to a point, “in a little deserted cabin that we found and stayed in for a few days, to start with.”
Dan sniffed the barrel. “You been practicing?”
“Yes that’s right,” Allie answered.
“If you wanted maybe I’ll show you how to clean it, after dinner. You haven’t eaten yet have you? Sandi’s brought a cold roast all ready to go.”
So the girls sat down to dinner and under friendly questioning told about how they’d followed the stream and set up in the deserted cabin that had saved them, and then come back so they could send the emails, found the key and let themselves in...
“We ought to have asked, sorry,” said Ellie, “we knew really.”
“Yeah well,” Dan said, “I can see how you’d feel safer not risking getting a ‘no’.”
“So Dan showed you round here,” Sandi asked, “and then when you found the deserted cabin you ran the generator, the pump and everything? And started everything here as well?”
Ellie and Allie nodded.
“I think these two are quite resourcieful, one way and another,” said Paula. “Nice bikes in the porch, too.”
“They were quite cheap really,” said Ellie. Shit. Another thing. She could feel it all closing in around them. Dan knew they hadn’t had enough money to buy bikes.
Well ... they mustn’t have Dan and his family thinking they were dishonest. Taking the rifle had sounded a bit iffy already, when she’d said how they’d found it and taken it. Dan and his family mustn’t think they’d stolen the bikes. Here was Paula already talking about them instead of to them, making them like not so much a part of the group round the table.
It was only a matter of time anyway before someone said they’d been in the nude. And how they’d really got that first lot of money HAD to be kept secret for ever; anything else was better...
“We’ve been earning a bit of money,” she started. Everyone stopped eating, with her tone.
“It’s why we had to be here - for the internet,” Allie took the next awful step.
“And why we didn’t just ask you,” Ellie continued, “cos you couldn’t approve but we wanted to make a future ourselves and not just expect you to give us more money, or see if you would. And there aren’t many things you can do being fifteen...” she petered out.
“So...?” prompted Sandi.
“We did a deal with someone online,” Ellie knew she was skirting round it stupidly, “to get us a Paypal account and put a bit of money in, so we could start a website.”
“What kind of website?” Paula was awfully close, Ellie could feel it in her tone of voice.
“A webcam site,” Ellie had to say it before Martin did; he was going to she could tell, “you know, camgirls, with people paying to look at us and chat to us.”
Everyone started talking at once, until Dan’s voice rose above the rest and they gave way: “You don’t have to do that, and you shouldn’t. Ellie. Allie. You’re fifteen. It can’t be good for you, it might be dangerous and it’ll blight the rest of your lives.”
He made a visible effort and softened his tone: “Though you’ve made enough already to buy bikes and that webcam and lights and I guess a computer?”
“We made eight hundred dollars yesterday,” said Allie. Everyone gasped.
“And you went straight out and bought equipment with it?” Dan asked.
“It was an investment,” Ellie had to get them away from the timing of it, and where four hundred dollars and the laptop had come from, “cos the lighting and picture weren’t very good to start with, with what we could talk the Paypal guy into putting up, in the beginning.” Phew, yes the guy could’ve given them five hundred couldn’t he?
“So you sold your bodies,” Paula said.
“Paula!” Sandi admonished her.
“We’ve still got our bodies haven’t we?” Ellie was irritated in spite of their situation. “We just let people look, while we make love.” There. Let them suck that up. There was an awful kind of gasping silence.
“So that’s what you were doing tonight?” Jeff sounded unsure about it all, like he could hardly believe it. And disappointed.
“Just because they make love with each other doesn’t mean they’re married off already does it?” Sandi put her hand on her son’s and looked at Ellie and Allie.
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