Lost and Found

afternooner

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OOC: This story starts in a little cabin, high in the mountains, Idaho, U.S.A. Surrounded by the serenity of the pine forest, over looking a wildflower filled valley and next to a crystal clear lake, some would call it a paradise.

For Alex it was home. He has lived in this area all his life, building this cabin when he was eighteen and for the last three years fashioning it into the home of his dreams. It is rustic and thats the way he likes it. Alex, dark brown wavy hair, deep brown eyes, a dark redish beard which he trims daily, 6' 1" tall lanky but not thin 185 lbs, tan from the waist up from the sun and wind. It is his twenty-first birthday today and believe it or not he is still a virgin. How could that be, you ask. Well he is a bit shy and perhaps he has never been in the right place at the right time. He spends a lot of time in the woods but he knows the ways of the world through the books he reads. And like I said he is just a bit shy.

I'll be Alex, yes I know everyone wants to be the virgin, but, hey, this is my story. So if you want to be the next best character you can be the woman who gets the virgin. So it's obvious I need a woman or to make it more interesting, more than one woman to help poor Alex out. If you chose you can be any type of woman or women you want just as long as you feel you are up to the task.

IC: Alex stirs in his sleep. A vague shadowy figure is calling him, her voice sounding very faraway. a woman's figure, a womans voice "Help, help me." she cries. Alex has been having this dream quite often lately, but this time when he sits up in bed, the figure has disappeared but the voice is louder. He leaps out of his bed and throws open the cabin door.

Outside it is just before sunrise. Fog envelopes the valley below his cabin, but he can just make out a figure or figures through the mist and he hears the voice."Help, help me, please.

[Edited by afternooner on 05-10-2001 at 10:44 AM]
 
I'll bite, unless you don't want me too....*chuckle*

Misty was out camping as usual, the best way to get away from her family and job. She had needed some time away, to recover from a break up. Her family had been closing in and hen pecking her. She had finally set up her tent and settled things in. She had a laptop in case she felt like writing, but had left her cell phone at home.

When she woke up, she wished she hadn't left it at home, a bear was pawing near her car. At first she'd been speechless but then began slowly calling for help.
 
Alex finds more than a dream

Peering through the fog, Alex makes out two forms. The bigger one is obvious. That damn bear that keeps raiding his compost pile."What's he up to now." Alex wonders. He seems to be pawing at the ground near a car parked in the road below. Alongside the car is a tent and someone inside the tent is calling for help. Grabbing his shotgun from the mantle Alex heads down the hill. Half way down he realizes that he's almost naked."Oh god, he thought, I must look a sight running down this hill in my jocky shorts. Oh well the bear won't care and who ever is in that tent is probably too scarred to care also.

Reaching the tent, Alex fires his gun in the air. The bear heads for the woods and Alex finds himself almost knocked over by a young woman sobbing uncontrolably in his arms.
Much to his surprise, she isn't wearing much more than he is.


OOC: now that the fog has lifted Alex would like to know what the woman he's holding in his arms looks like. (He's too shy to ask.)

[Edited by afternooner on 05-11-2001 at 02:30 PM]
 
Misty

She felt every inch of her soft 5 foot 2 inch body pressing against him, her dark long hair still tangled from sleep her brown eyes seeking safety in his eyes.

"Thank you, I don't know what would have happened if you weren't here."
 
Alex ( moving into the present, 1st person)

Is this still a dream, I wonder as I lower my head and see the deepest brown eyes, I've ever seen, looking up into mine. Like a little lost kitten this beautifull creature clings to me,her soft body pressing against me, her heart fluttering, her breath comming in gasps. As I hold her,she softens her body calms, and her eyes turn from fear to trust.

"Thank you." she says and her voice, now very real, sends a thousand butterflys loose, desending,from my ears to my stomach, to my groin. Joining with a deep yearning that has been there growing inside me since my dream began and led me here, they send shivers up my spine... to my neck where her sweet head is nestled in the curve of my shoulder..... to my hands that cup her soft bottom, my fingers extending beyond the hem of the thin cotton night shirt shes wearing, feeling the warm flesh of her thighs..... to my lips that yearn to touch hers yet dare not to fearing they might frighten her away. My left hand of it's own accord raises to her shoulder brushing though her sleep tangled hair and pulls her closer .I feel her firm breasts separated only by thin cloth pressing into my chest.

My mind is in turmoil, my body immoble, one part of me is praying that the ground will swallow me up, taking me away from this delicious torture, another part urges me to gather this woman, whos name I don't even know into my arms and carry her away with me. Where to, I have no clue. To my cabin.... to a soft spot in the flowered meadow.... to the lake. I don't know, I just know, I must have her with me.



I search vainly for a signal..., a sign.., an omen... any clue, will guide me. I reach back into my mind for the right words to say that will begin the motion I am looking for...

All that I can muster up unfortunately is "My name is Alex.. Whats yours?
 
Misty

I found myself clinging to him in panic, remaining close even after the bear is gone, my thin nightshirt letting me feel every inch where our bodies touch, I pray he thinks my nipples are hard merely from the chill of the morning, rather than the unusual effect his finger gripping my behind was having, the way he smelled, I had this urge to lick his neck. I pulled back a little at his query looking into his eyes.

"Misty," I took a deep breath feeling my breasts rise and fall against his chest, feeling that familiar tingle running along my body. My lips were slightly swollen from me biting them as I spoke. "Are you camping up here?" she wanted to see if he wore a ring on his finger even as she didn't want to look away from his eyes.
 
Alex

"Misty". My mind whispers her name." From out of the mist". Was there some signicance to this, some special meaning to me, to us."Misty". I say aloud, "hello, Misty". I can't seem to be able to break away from her soft brown eyes, but somehow the tension is disappating from my body. I realize there is no longer any need to carry her away somewhere. I know that the ground will not swallow us up, nor will time leave us behind, for as we stand here together, the only place is here and the only time is now. That as we look into each others eyes, we know that we are kindred spirits and destiny has brought us together for a purpose, which we have forever to explore and define.

And so, I relax and I feel Misty relaxing also. Softly we are pulling away from each other untill only our hands are connecting us, feeling the energy pulsing between us, letting it flow unfettered.


Looking at our connecting hands, Misty smiles, her eyes radiating warmth and tranquility. I'm smiling, also I feel so comfortable in her presence, so very comfortable.

"Camping, No I reply "I live here". I say, as I point up the hill to my cabin. This is not a good place to camp for you either" I add."Bears, you know, not safe at all". I'm grinning now as I see a twinge of panic in her eyes. But I add hastily,"As long as your here, come up and have breakfast with me". I'm surprised at my new found boldness, but go on, this is the most beautiful place west of the Rockies, please let me show you around. Before she even gets a chance to answer I'm pulling her tent stakes and gathering up her belongings. "you can change at the cabin, while I cook". I open her car door. shoving her equipment inside and taking her hand,guide her into the drivers seat. Turn left up this next trail. I jump in the passengers seat and suddenly I realize the lack of clothes either one of us has on.. but instead of becoming embarassed, I began to laugh and soon Misty is laughing too, as we head up the trail.
 
Misty

We chatter like old acquaintances as he leads me back to his cabin, I shiver in the cool air enjoying the breeze, keeping my gaze away from his body, and the lack of clothing he was wearing. My eyes focused ahead as I finally saw his cabin, it was a small haven in the wilderness and I smiled as he took my hand as well as carrying my stuff up to the door. It swung open without a sound.
 
Alex....Bringing Misty home :)

Taking misty's hand, I bring her to the door. I watch her face to see if she approves. I see a smile on her face and trust in her eyes, as she steps ahead of me into my cabin. I breath a sigh of relief and follow her inside.

"You can change in there". I tell her, pointing a door, half open into the room beyond. She hesitates and I gently take her arm, walking with her. As she enters the room she gasps in amazement. I sigh in relief again. This room is the master bedroom, the culmination of a years work A hand made kingsize bed takes up half the room. The other half has a huge bathtub, a fireplace, and a large bookself full of books.Paintings adorn the walls and a large bearskin rug covers the hardwood floor. A couple of easy chairs and end tables complete the furnishings. Next to the bed is a small dressing table, alongside of a full length mirror. a pitcher of water, a large bowl and clean towels are on top of the table. Again, I look into her eyes for approval. I want to say,"I did this all for you, but wonder if it would make any sense to her. I only know that I planned this day long ago and now I know who for.... for Misty. Instead I say "Heres your bag, I'll start breakfast." I take her hand and can't help but bring it to my lips and lightly kiss it. Turning around I go through the door closing it behind me.
 
Misty

there was something familiar about the room, as if from a dream. I found myself watching to make sure he closed the door behind him, before sliding my nightshirt up over my head. The soft rush of air, played along my now bare skin. I blushed as I imagined what his reaction would have been had he known I wasn't wearing panties. I find my hands running up along my skin, then chiding myself for idle fantasy I pull out a fresh pair of underwear and a lacey pale teal bra. I ran my fingers through my hair and glanced in the mirror as I pulled on a pair of short and a turquoise t-shirt. I sat down on bed feeling it conform to my skin, as I found my comb and began detangling my hair.
 
Alex the way to a girls heart is though her stomach

I busy myself in front of the stove chiding myself for not being very bold. Kissing her hand, how old fashioned! But it did feel nice and she seemed to like it. I tried not to think about her in my bedroom changing clothes I couldn't help but imagine how she would look with her night shirt removed. It wasn't hard, because she had been so close to me just minutes ago, nothing between us but that thin cloth. A deep yearning formed in my loins, an ache that I welcomed but when it continued, found me urgently needing release.

Damn'it I thought enough of this nonproductive self talk. Concetrate on breakfast before you ruin it . I whipped up a couple of eggs and poured them in a skillet over the woodstove. The coals from last night's fire were just enough to cook them perfectly. I cut a half dozen slices of wheat bread I had baked a couple of days ago and buttered them generously. I washed some wild blueberries and smothered them in cream. I poured hot coffee into two earthenware mugs. Setting every thing on the table, I felt something missing." Flowers". Ii said under my breath. I stepped outside and picked a half dozen wild roses I found along the path, put them in a vase and centered it on the table. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "I'm still not dressed and my clothes are in the bedroom. Frantically I searched the drawers in the kitchen area only to come up with an apron. I tied it around my waist and brought the top straps up around my shoulders. "I hope she has a sense of humor". I thought as I called,"Misty, it's time to eat."



[Edited by afternooner on 05-14-2001 at 08:26 PM]
 
Misty

I stepped out of the door just as the smell of food beckoned me, I subconsciously heard his words. I bit my lip at his garb and half smiled, "It smells delightful, but I don't drink coffee." I murmur as I sit down deciding not to remark on his lack of clothing. It felt oddly comforting with him half dressed, wierd how I felt safe that he wasn't wearing clothing and excited at the same time. I picked up my fork and was about to shovel a forkfull into my mouth, when I noticed he was still standing.

"Aren't you going to join me?"
 
Alex...feeling rejected

I watched Misty return from the bedroom. Her long dark hair was combed, falling softly down her back. She seemed hungry and settled into her chair. Then she looked up at me, saying "Aren't you going to join me." I thought she would have noticed the flowers or told me the food looked good.
even a little kiss would have been nice, sort of in appreciation. Her eyes were warm enough, sparkling in anticipation, maybe but, I just didn't know what she expected me to do or have any idea what she wanted to do, besides eat breakfast.

Maybe thats all I should be expecting right now, maybe we need to talk about her, what she is doing here and how long she would stay.

I feel a little foolish in this apron so I say" excuse me a minute and dissapear into the bedroom to put on some jeans and a t-shirt.

Then I pour her a glass of orange juice and join her for breakfast, feeling just a little sad....:(
 
Misty

She was a little startled by his expression, the food smelled so good, she couldn't wait to eat. No sense wasting good food, besides she didn't want her stomach rumbling later. Her skin turned slightly red at the thought, glancing up as he returned clothed now. She was somewhat dissapointed, it seemed as if he should be wearing less not more. She smiled brightly and shrugged her breasts swaying enticingly as she did.

She licked her lips slowly, as she watched him eat, her mind lost on the way his lips surrounded the bite. She was getting warmer and she tugged her t-shirt and tied it in a knot, baring her midriff.

OOC gotcha, can do.
 
Alex....feeling better

I guess i didn't realize just how hungry Misty was. The fact that she enjoyed my cooking made me feel so much better. Then as she watched me eat I could see by her smile that she relished that also.When I finished eating I got up and stood behind her . My hands went to her shoulders, kneading them softly. I lowered my head and brushing her hair with my face caught her delicious scent. I couldn't help but nuzzle her neck nipping and drawing her soft skin into my mouth. My hands continued to massage her back and shoulders I could feel her relax and heard her sigh contentedly .
 
Misty

I let out a soft purr, "That feels good," I tip my head slightly. I'm debating several things when I tip my head back seeing his face, I lick my lips slowly my tongue nearly touching his lips. With a softness that I find intriguing my lips touch his. After the kiss I see something in his eyes, familiar and warm. I slowly stand and reach behind me undoing the clasp on my bra, I smile and Lie down on a rug in front of a fire. I watch him move, and I whisper, "Would you give me a back rub?" as he slowly moves I slide my arms inside my shirt and pull my bra out, tossing the delicate garment aside.
 
Alex

Lying in front of the fireplsce firelight dancing in her hair Her lithe body stretched out waiting for my strong hands, my dream come true!

Slowly my hands begin, softly, carefully, yet firmly with direction and purpose. The muscles in her neck relax as my stroking pulls the tension from them. Moving to her shoulders my hands under her shirt I make large firm sweeping motions, kneading the flesh, bringing my hands together on her spine and back again to her shoulders. Down to her slender waist and back up again in ever widening circles. She raises herself up puring softly as my hands come around her below her arms brushing the edges of her breasts. As she raises I slip my hands under her just briefly feeling the firm curve of of her flesh as it forms the underside of her breasts. I cup her breasts momentarily before returning to her back and shoulders. I feel her body tense momentarily and then relax again as I continue.
 
Misty

I let myself enjoy the warm feel of his fingers, I lift myself slightly and feel his fingers slide up caressing the underside of my firm breasts. I feel the skin tighten and tingle slightly as he holds them in his hands, before they slide away, I sit up slightly and slide my hands up my sides, pulling my t-shirt off. I turn slightly gazing at him, even though it's mid morning it feels like later as the firelight flickers along my pale breasts.

I feel an odd combination of bold and shy as I roll over and murmur, "Would you massage these?" my fingers tracing along the pale flesh.
 
Alex

My eyes follow her hands as she touches the curved undersides of her breasts. I gaze in awe at their pale full firmness, each one tipped with a pink rosebud nipple. My hands tremble when I hear her say " Would you massage these."

I look in her eyes and see passion, She smiles and I feel trust, I hear her voice and it gives me courage. Courage to allow my hands to reach down and touch her. I feel the yearning in my loins grow, just as it did when I awoke from my dream and found her lost in the mist...My misty.... Just as it did when I held her so tight, her breasts crushed aginst my chest, the yearning was growing again.

She smiled and moved her hands to let mine take their place ecah one tracing a path along each underside." Massage, I say to myself, The same as her back and shoulders, start with wide gentle circular strokes." I began, now steady and with resolve, even though the fire in my loins grows.

I circle each globe kneading the soft yet firm flesh in ever smaller circles until my fingers touch her nipples. She
moans and thrusts her body toward my anxious hands. My fingers tug at each nipple and I watch them harden and turn deep red under my touch. I look in her eyes again, seeing her arousal and kiss her soft warm mouth gently at first and then urgently as my ardor grows. My tongue
searches for her tongue and soon they are chasing each other around the cavities of our mouths. My breath is comming in gasps as we break the mating of our mouths. My heart is beating savagely in my chest. I moan and lowering my head find one of those rosebud nipples. Hungrily I capture it in my mouth my tongue encircling it as my lips suck frantically at her breast. I am soon short of breath again and I break this mating also to lay my throbing head on her breasts. The yearning in my loins has changed to urgent hardness and as I move to relieve the discomfort of my pulsing organ, Misty looks down smiling as if to tell me she understands my growing need. She cradles my head in her arms and rocks me purring softly as my urgency subsides.

[Edited by afternooner on 05-18-2001 at 08:40 PM]
 
Misty

I held him fingers stroking his hair, something mysterious lay in his eyes, a relief mixed with something else....

my lips met his in warm kisses, growing slowly again, removing clothing, I wondered how old he was momentarily, but it didn't matter. It was as if we were the only two people on earth.
 
Knock at the door

OOC: Michelle was wanting to get away from the troubles of her every day life in Georgia. Her relationship with her fiance was on the rocks and she needed a huge break. She had always gotten comments about her looks. She is 5'4", 114lbs, measurements are 36(c)-24-36. How could her fiance have cheated on her? This is when she made up her mind to go camping and hiking in the forest of Idaho. It is the first time in her life she has gone out on her own and she is kinda nervous and excited.

IC: Of all the luck why did my Jeep have to break down here. The road was so isolated from the world it seemed. I don't even remember when the last time I passed a place of buisness but, I do remember seeing a cabin not far back up the road. I will have to hike back to see if there was anyone home. I pray they will have a phone or even better a man to who could fix my Jeep.

I know the cabin has to be around here somewhere. I didn't think it was this far back. Hey wait! Is that smoke I smell. YES! Thank goodness they must have a fire going but, it seems kinda warm right now. Maybe the night was colder. I look back over my shoulder and notice it is almost day break. Please someone be awake.

OOC: Michelle walks up on the porch and knocks on the door. A man wraped in a blanket answers.

IC: " Hi. I am sorry to bother you but my jeep has broke down about 10 miles down the road. Do you have a phone I can use?" I say to the man blushing. Just then it thunders and a streak of lighting goes through the sky. This trip is not turning out the way I had hoped and I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

[Edited by Angelicia on 05-19-2001 at 08:59 PM]
 
Alex...A suden turn of events

A knock at the door disturbs our tender closeness, and I look at Misty wondering what we should do. I want this beautifull experience to continue yet I know I must answer the door too.


Standing up I reach down and scoop Misty up into my arms and carry her to the bed, gently setting her down. I cover her now naked body and take a blanket to cover me. Lissing her softlya whisper "I'll be right back".I go to answer the door.

I fling open the door, rather abruptly being in a not too pleasant mood and standing there.......

Another dream girl! I shake my head in disbelief. Is some divine being playing a cruel joke on me. Another beautifull young girl in my cabin. What could possibly happen next?


As if in answer my question, lightning strikes scarcely 40 ft from us followed by the crash of thunder and an immediate downpour of rain.

The girls eyes widen in fright, she becomes immediatly soaking wet and she screams,"Help me please help me!" And then she throws herself into my arms!
 
After being spooked by the thunder and lighting I knew I couldn't take much more excitement in one night. (or atleast I thought)When the rain came pouring down my composure was gone. I had no choice but run into the arms of this handsome stranger and ask for shelter.

I fell into his strong arms and said "Help Me Please!"

He reached behind me to shut the door. Then he took me over in front of the fire and sat me down. He asked if I would like something warm to drink. I replyed "No Thank You". I was to shaken to think of anything but, getting my Jeep fixed. I looked up into the most erotic pair of eyes I have ever seen. All of a sudden I couldn't think of anything but HIM. Who was he?

Then I heard someone in the next room. I looked over at him and he was looking in the same direction. I could tell by the look on his face that I had interupted something.

I stand up and tell him about my Jeep and ask if he has a phone I could use. I need to call someone and then I will be out of his way. Just then the lights flicker and goes out. He steps over to the phone and picks it up. It's dead. Just my luck. Now what? I have interupted this poor mans plans and it's pouring outside. I have no where to go.

I sit back down and start to cry. This trip is not going at ALL the way I had planned.
 
Alex taking care of a lost kitten, again

"Don't cry, I say, You're safe here". I begin to stroke her hair and feeling the cold wetness, take a towel and pat it dry.I wipe her cheeks, her nose and then dab the wetness of her tears from her eyes. I look into her eyes and say again " you're safe here". I see fear disappear, replaced by trust. I smile," My name is Alex, ,I say This is my home where, until this morning I lived alone.

I know she knows I have company, as she looks toward the bedroom, the door slightly ajar gives her a view of Misty laying there. So I tell her about how she is the second lost girl I have found.

I look at her as I talk seeing a fragile, vulnerable woman, feeling a need to protect her and also that feeling of yearning growing deep in my loins.

Steady, I tell myself, don't let this get too complicated. Taking a breath I say. Look, you're soaking wet I've got a warm robe in the bedroom. You can put on while your clothes dry.

Going into the bedroom I say to Misty in the calmest voice I can muster up." We've got company."
 
Misty

"I noticed," I say in the dryest voice I can manage eyes sliding over him noticing how her arrival has affected him. "I guess I'll get dressed then, I think my things are strewn around the floor. Would you fetch them for me?" I wrap a sheet around me as I move off the bed.
 
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