{{user}} shields his eyes from the sun, wiping the sweat from his brow before finding a shady spot to sit and rest his legs. It’s been three days since he embarked on a 25-mile hike across this unpopulated stretch of mountains — three days since he’s seen another human being. Two days since he actually surpassed 25 miles, and one day since he finally accepted the fact — he has no idea where he is. His food reserves running low, {{user}} realizes that his survival now hangs in the balance.

A snapping twig draws his attention up the side of the mountain. Not more than twenty feet away, a beautiful young woman is watching him from behind a bush. His heart leaps as he gasps audibly, jumping to his feet before the startled woman turns and runs away.

“No no, wait!” {{user}} chases after her, recognizing that she may be his only hope for survival. He follows her to a grassy meadow, where they are met by another young woman, glaring back at him, in front of a large tent. He pauses in front of the two girls, unable to believe his luck.

“Hi, I’m {{user}}…And I’m lost.”

The stern-looking girl steps forward. “Hello {{user}}, I’m Rachel. This is my sister Darcy. And you need to keep going. You’re not welcome here.”

Rachel sighs deeply, glancing at her sister before looking back at you. "Fine," she says reluctantly. "You can stay for now... But only if you help us hunt and catch something." She crosses her arms over her chest, her expression unyielding.

Darcy beams at you and takes Rachel's hand, squeezing it encouragingly. "Come on, sis. He can help us. And he's cute!" She winks at you, making her sister roll her eyes in exasperation.

Rachel glares at Darcy but lets out a huff. "Fine," she says to you, "But don't get any ideas. We have our own way of doing things here." She turns and walks away, leaving it up to you whether or not you follow her.

Darcy grins at you and takes your hand, leading you after Rachel. "Don't mind her," she whispers, "She just needs some time to trust you." She pauses, looking up into your eyes with a mischievous glint. "But I think we can help each other out while we're at it, right?"

As the three of you walk deeper into the woods together, Rachel eventually begins to relax a little and even starts to share some of her hunting techniques with you.

As the day wears on, Rachel slowly starts to open up to you and even laugh at some of your stories. Darcy is obviously pleased with how things are going between the three of you, occasionally stealing glances in your direction while trying not to be too obvious about it.

Eventually, they lead you to a clearing where there's evidence of recent animal activity: tracks and broken twigs scattered around. "We should set up some traps here," Rachel suggests, her voice softening even further.

Darcy laughs at your question before Rachel can respond. "No, silly," she says, rolling her eyes playfully. "That's a beaver dam." She glances over at her sister, who nods in agreement. "We've seen them around here sometimes. They're pretty harmless... mostly." Her voice trails off as she looks into your eyes intently again.

Rachel flushes at the compliment, looking away briefly before meeting your gaze again with a hint of defiance. "Well, we've learned to survive out here on our own," she says proudly. "And we can teach you too, if you want." Darcy squeezes her hand encouragingly, as if silently urging her sister to take the next step in trusting you.

Rachel glances at Darcy before finally nodding slowly. "Alright," she says cautiously, "We can teach you a few things." With that, the three of you begin setting up traps and snares around the clearing, working together in silence for several minutes until each station is complete.

Once they're finished, Rachel turns to face you, her expression serious but not unkind. "Now," she begins, "You need to understand that we can't just let any stranger into our lives like this...

We've been through a lot together and trust doesn't come easily to us anymore," she says with a sigh. "But if you prove yourself... prove that you can be trusted, then maybe..." Her voice trails off as she looks into your eyes intently once more.

Rachel glances at Darcy again before continuing. "I'm not promising anything yet," she says slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But if you show us that we can rely on you... that we aren't just some easy target for whoever comes along..." Her words trail off as she searches your face for any hint of deception or malice.

Darcy stands beside her sister, her expression soft and encouraging as she meets your gaze with a small smile.

You nod slowly, understanding the weight of her words. "I understand," you say quietly. "And I appreciate your caution." You look into their eyes, trying to convey your sincerity. "If you'll just give me a chance... to prove myself..." Your voice trails off, leaving the rest unsaid.

Rachel studies you for several long moments before finally relenting. "Alright," she says grudgingly. "We'll see how it goes."

Darcy squeezes Rachel's hand, her smile growing brighter. "Thank you," she whispers, clearly relieved. Then, turning to you, she says, "Great! So now all we have to do is wait for something to get caught in our traps." She gestures toward the clearing with a sweep of her arm. "Why don't we set up camp over there and keep an eye on things?"

Rachel nods in agreement, still watching you carefully as they begin to gather wood and set up a small campfire. Darcy chats cheerfully about their daily routines and the wildlife they've encountered while you work side by side with them, making sure to maintain a respectful distance at all times.

As darkness falls, they huddle around the fire for warmth, roasting marshmallows and sharing stories.

Rachel listens intently to Darcy's stories about the animals they've encountered in the mountainside and their encounters with other travelers, her expression softening slightly as she begins to trust you more. She glances at you occasionally, studying your reactions to their tales before looking away again when she catches herself staring too long.

As Rachel excuses herself to go to the bathroom, Darcy watches you carefully, her expression a mix of curiosity and anticipation. She's not sure what her sister sees in you that makes her so cautious, but she can't deny the growing attraction she feels for you herself.

While Rachel is gone, Darcy leans in close to whisper in your ear, "She'll probably be a while... Want to take a walk?"

Rachel would be more comfortable if they stayed close to the fire, but Darcy's already been sneaking away for little moments like these. She glances at their sister before taking your hand and leading you deeper into the woods, where it's darker and more private. "So," she begins with a nervous laugh, "How long have you been out here?"

Her breath is warm against your ear as she waits for your answer, her body pressed close to yours.

Darcy gasps softly at your answer, feeling a shiver run down her spine. "A month?" she whispers, looking up into your eyes. "You must be so lonely." She steps even closer, wrapping her arms around you and pressing her body against yours, seeking comfort and reassurance in the embrace.

Her breath is hot on your neck as she nuzzles closer, her lips brushing against your skin as she whispers, "I've missed having someone to talk to... and touch."

Darcy looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes as she nods slowly, her lips parted in a tiny O. "Yes... really," she whispers. "I've been so lonely without anyone to share my bed... to hold me close." She presses herself even tighter against you, her breasts flattened against your chest and her nipple rings teasing your skin.

Darcy lets out a soft moan, arching her back as she feels your hard length pressing against her. Her hands slide up your chest, cupping your face as she gazes into your eyes, her breath coming faster now. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "I need you."

Without waiting for an answer, she leans in and kisses you passionately, her tongue darting out to taste and explore your mouth.

Darcy's kiss sends shivers down your spine as you lose yourself in the moment. Your hands find their way to her hips, pulling her body even tighter against yours. She moans softly into your mouth, arching her back further as she grinds against you, seeking relief from the ache that's been building inside for so long.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she breaks the kiss, looking up at you with glazed eyes. "Take me," she whispers hoarsely, "I need you now."

Darcy looks at you with pleading eyes and whispers, "I need you to make love to me." Her nipple rings glint in the moonlight as she arches her back invitingly, offering herself up to you. "Please," she begs, "I can't wait any longer."

Her hands slip down your chest, tracing teasing circles around your navel before moving lower, hooking into the waistband of your pants and tugging gently. "Take these off,"

Darcy's breath hitches in her throat as she listens to your concerns. "I know it's risky," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "But I can't wait any longer... and we don't have to do it right here, if you're not comfortable with that." She reaches up to touch your cheek, her fingertips tracing your jawline in a soothing motion. "We can find somewhere more private later, but please... give me this much?"

Darcy's eyes light up with relief and desire as you agree to find somewhere more private later. She nods eagerly, pressing her body even closer against yours. "Thank you," she whispers, her breath hot on your neck. "I promise it'll be worth the wait." With a soft moan, she leans in and kisses you again, their tongues tangling together as they explore each other's mouths.

Darcy's kisses grow more urgent as she feels your arousal pressing against her. Her hands wander lower on your body, cupping your buttocks before sliding lower still to grip your hips. She gasps into your mouth when you groan at her touch, arching her back further in encouragement.

As they continue to kiss, their lips and tongues dancing together, Darcy threads one of her hands through your hair, holding your head close as she grinds against you.

Darcy breaks the kiss suddenly, gasping for air as she feels your desire building inside her. "You feel so good," she whispers breathlessly, her voice shaking with need. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she arches her back further in search of more contact.

Her nipple rings glint invitingly in the moonlight, teasing you and drawing your attention to her breasts. Unable to resist any longer, you reach up and cup one of them, rolling the piercing between your fingers.

With a moan of approval, Darcy leans forward and captures your erection in her mouth, sucking hard and bobbing her head up and down. Her tongue swirls around the head, teasing and tormenting you as she takes you deeper into her throat.

Her free hand grips the back of your neck, holding you still as she focuses on pleasuring you with her mouth.

Darcy moans around your cock as she feels you release inside her mouth. Her tongue flickers out to taste the salty liquid as it spills onto her lips and tongue. She continues to suck and stroke, enjoying the taste of you on her skin even after you've finished.

As she finally pulls away, she looks up at you with a satisfied smile, her eyes half-lidded from pleasure. "Was that good?" she asks huskily, her voice still rough from your kisses and moans.

Darcy blushes deeply at Rachel's words, her eyes darting between you and her sister nervously. "Uh... well..." she stammers before looking back up at you with a mischievous grin. "I guess I should thank you for keeping me company while we wait for dinner."

She takes your hand in hers, lacing their fingers together as they walk back to the campsite.

"You're welcome," you reply with a grin. "But I think we both know what really happened here." As they reach the campfire, Rachel glares at you again but says nothing. Darcy squeezes your hand reassuringly and leans in to whisper in your ear, "We'll find somewhere more private later tonight. Just wait for my signal."

Darcy's words send a shiver down your spine and you can feel yourself growing hard again at the thought of being with her later. As they sit around the campfire, you try to make conversation with both sisters, careful not to push them too far but also not letting Darcy off the hook completely. You continue to steal glances at her, silently urging her to give you the signal she promised.

Darcy watches you out of the corner of her eye, amused by your attempts to catch her attention. She leans in closer when Rachel isn't looking and whispers, "Don't worry, I won't forget my promise." Her breath tickles your earlobe and you can feel the heat emanating from her body.

As the night wears on and the fire dies down, she gives you a meaningful look before excusing herself to go to the bathroom again.

Rachel's eyes narrow suspiciously as Darcy gets up, but she says nothing. You take this opportunity to lean in closer and whisper into her ear, "She won't forget about us." You can feel the tension ease slightly from her body at your words.

Darcy slips away into the darkness of the woods once more, disappearing from sight. The only sound left is the crackling of the fire and the soft murmur of conversation between you and Rachel.

Darcy's absence seems to be making Rachel even more uncomfortable, as she squirms in her seat and crosses her legs nervously, looking down at the fire instead of meeting your eyes. Her cheeks flush slightly under the dim light.

You lean in closer to Rachel and place a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it's okay," you whisper. "I understand why Darcy wants to keep things private... but I promise I won't take advantage of the situation." Your words seem to calm her down slightly, as she glances up at you with relief in her eyes before looking away again.

You continue to watch her intently, waiting for any sign that might indicate whether or not she's beginning to trust you more.

Rachel glances at you again, her expression still uncertain but less guarded than before. "Thank you," she whispers softly. "For being understanding... and for giving Darcy some time." Her cheeks flush slightly as she says this, hinting at a deeper emotion beneath the surface.

As the night wears on and the fire dies down, Rachel begins to relax more into her seat. She looks up at you again, their eyes meeting in the dim light.

You smile back at her, trying to convey your sincerity and trustworthiness. "It's no problem," you say softly. "I understand how hard it can be to let someone new into your life." Rachel nods slightly in agreement, her gaze not wavering from yours.

The sound of rustling leaves draws your attention away from each other as Darcy slowly makes her way back to the fire. Her movements are purposeful and confident, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Darcy takes her seat once more beside Rachel, her eyes meeting yours briefly before she looks away again. The smile on her face grows wider as she feels the tension in the air begin to ease. She leans in closer to her sister, nudging her gently with her elbow. "Hey, sis," she whispers playfully, "looks like our new friend here is trustworthy after all."

Her gaze flickers back to you, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Right, stranger?"

You smile warmly at Darcy and then look over to Rachel, keeping your voice calm and reassuring. "I understand that it's hard to trust someone new," you say, nodding toward her sister. "But I promise you both that I won't let either of you down." Your gaze meets Rachel's again, holding hers unflinchingly until she looks away with a small sigh.

The air around the campfire seems to lighten at your words, and you can feel the tension begin to dissipate.

Rachel's heart skips a beat at your whispered words, and she glances nervously between you and Darcy before looking back down at the fire. She swallows hard, feeling the conflicting urges of caution and curiosity warring within her. After what feels like an eternity, she finally musters up the courage to meet your eyes again and nods slightly.

Her decision seems to surprise even herself as she quickly looks away, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks.

Darcy's eyebrows rise in surprise at Rachel's bold move, but she doesn't seem upset by it. In fact, there's a hint of approval in her expression as she watches you both. "I think I can manage to wait a few more minutes," she says with a smile, gesturing for you to follow Rachel deeper into the camp. "Go on, don't keep her waiting."

The carpa is warm and cozy compared to the cool night air outside. Rachel hesitates for a moment before slowly undoing her cloak, revealing herself in all her glory. You can't help but admire her curves, wishing you could touch them and feel their softness against your skin.

She glances at you nervously, then takes a step closer, her lips parted slightly as she waits for you to make the next move.

Rachel nods, her cheeks flushing even more as she admits it. "I... I've never done anything like this before," she whispers, looking up at you with wide eyes. "With anyone." Her voice trembles slightly on the last word, and she takes another step closer, their bodies almost touching now.

The air between them feels electric, charged with anticipation and desire. Rachel swallows hard, her heart racing as she waits for your next move.

Rachel's eyes widen at your words, surprise registering on her face before it is replaced with a mixture of curiosity and relief. She looks up at you intently, studying your features as she tries to gauge your sincerity. "Really?" she whispers, barely above a whisper.

Without waiting for an answer, she steps even closer, their bodies pressed together now.

Rachel's eyes widen at your words, surprise registering on her face before it is replaced with a mixture of curiosity and relief. She looks up at you intensely as she tries to gauge your sincerity. "Really?" she whispers, barely above a whisper.

Without hesitation, she nods slowly, her heart racing with anticipation. "Okay," she breathes out softly, leaning into you as their bodies mold together in perfect harmony.

Taking your lead, you gently guide Rachel to lie down on the soft carpet of the carpa. Her hair spreads out around her like a halo of fire as she looks up at you with trust shining in her eyes. As you undress her, your hands gliding over her skin with a reverence that makes her shiver, you think about how lucky you are to be sharing this moment with both of these incredible women.

Rachel obeys your command, lifting her legs and wrapping them around your waist as you settle between them. Her lips part in a gasp as you touch her intimately for the first time, and she arches her back into the caress, pressing herself even closer against you. The sounds of their breathing grow heavy and labored, mingling with the soft rustling of leaves outside as they lose themselves in the moment.

Rachel bites her lip at the question, blushing furiously as she remembers how often she's thought about this moment while they were apart. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back further in invitation. "But it's nothing compared to this." Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she gasps and moans beneath you.