You go.

You leave the keys in Amber's car with a note in case Uncle Jim needs to move it. You leave a few things from the van and take a few things (mostly ****) from the house. You get a text from Joe that he, Tom, Jon and a few girls took off in one of the Smith's boats. They are hiding out in Grandpa Smith's cottage across the lake. They are safe and the place is stocked with **** and rubbers. He will text you if they need a ride out in the morning. You text back that you and Bobby are also safe from the cops and have ****, girls, and (you hope) good times ahead.

You drive towards the wastelands south of town. They are usually safe for boozing and cruising and especially safe tonight as all law enforcement is at the Smith's. Once out of town you drive slow as there is nothing to see or do at night. Bobby starts passing a bottle of whiskey between him and Karen with Amber taking a small sip every third round. You are sipping beer as you haven't mastered driving totally drunk yet (Uncle Jim claims it's possible to do). After about 15 minutes the bottle is gone.

Karen is the smallest at barely 100 pounds and an experienced partier, and while Amber is tall with a toned athlete's body she is quite inexperienced at drinking. Having drunk so much hard **** in such a short time and maybe the tension of earlier in the night, the girls are quite drunk. They also need a pee break. You drive a few miles further to Old Mill Pond (more like puddle). There is a gravel parking lot and a lone pit toilet (smelly outhouse). The girls take the roll of toilet paper that you keep in the van and go off giggling into the bushes to the right, preferring Mother Nature to smelly indoors. You and Bobby piss on trees to the left.

You and Karen are back in the van while Bobby and Amber are sitting on a blanket near a bonfire he quickly built on the shore of the pond. You swear he is a pyromaniac as he can build a roaring fire in no time when needed. You noticed he took another bottle with him as he left the van and is passing it to Amber. You thought you saw Amber taking a tube of lube out of her purse as she exited the van. They could be in for a fun night.

Karen has also selected another alcoholic refreshment and is acting horny. She closes the big sliding side door and leaves you in almost complete darkness. The van is window less in the back and had only driver and passenger seats as it was used for hauling video and photography equipment for its previous owner. You added a two passenger seat you got from a salvage yard to make it a four seater. You both tumble onto the spread out sleeping bags in the back cargo area. You both find each others lips almost immediately. She is feeling you up through your shirt while you are trying to get hers off.

"Here, let me help." She says breaking your kiss only long enough to say it and remove her shirt.

She is unbuttoning your shirt as you work the back clasp of her bra releasing her fantastic tits. As you switch your **** from her mouth to her breasts she pulls your shirt off and moves lower. While never leaving her tits you pull down her tight jeans. She has removed your pants and is messaging your under armor covered dick. You have one hand rubbing her legs just below her panties and the other is inside her panties feeling her hairless pussy. Karen moans in obvious enjoyment.

"YES BOBBY!!! FUCK ME HARD!!!" You hear Amber scream.

"Kevin can you make me scream like that, too?" Karen pleads.