7 comments/ 72259 views/ 6 favorites Naughty Ranger Lisa By: RangerLisa Disclaimer: All stories in this series are based upon actual events. The names have been changed to protect the guilty and I do mean guilty. The stories are set in the Granite Hills Region of the New York State Park system. They are set in these parks for the simple reason they don't exist and therefore no one can get in trouble for some of the inappropriate actions described. Any likeness to actual people alive or dead is totally intentional and all I can say is shame on you all! This is the first story in a series so if the ongoing story doesn't interest you just skip to the sex! Have you ever visited New York State's lovely park system? Beautiful mountains, lovely rivers, scenic views, majestic forests and some of the weirdest people you would ever want to meet. My name is Lisa, I'm a Park Ranger and I should know because I have met them all it seems. Let me tell you I work in a voyeur's paradise with a cast of characters Will Shakespeare couldn't have dreamed up. This story took place when I first moved up here and started working for the parks. My first job up here was as a park ranger in the cabins campground over on Lake Tiaago. Theoretically, I was never to be in the park alone after dark, but there is a huge amount of difference between what is supposed to be and what is. The park manager is supposed to be there all the time, hell they give him a free house to live in so he is always on call. I found out rather quickly that it was a miracle if he was ever around. Mike is your typical New Yorker. When he wasn't berating the patrons for being assholes he was hitting on me. Mike is not what you would call a catch. He's about five foot nothing and two hundred pounds. He's balding, with more chains around his neck than Mr. T and more attitude than Joe Pesci in Goodfellows. If I grabbed my crotch half as often as he did, they would lock me away for being a nympho. Every third word out of his mouth is fuck, he uses it for all parts of speech, noun, verb, adverb, adjective, exclamation, he probably knows how to use it as a preposition. I was warned about his inflated opinion of himself before I took the job. It seems like he believed putting out for him was part of your job description if you're even remotely cute. I'm sure he has told all the other guys that I'm a lesbian or that he's fucking me. I'm not sure which would be more irritating. Probably the fucking, I do have some standards. I'm five seven, one thirty-five with brown eyes and blonde hair. My body is pretty nice, long legs, cute ass and a nice pair of 38-D boobs. His eyes damn near popped out of his head when I first arrived in my uniform. A bit about these uniforms, there has never been anything more uncomfortable ever created. I have no doubt the person who designed them hated women with a burning, sadistic passion. The shirt is a hideous shade of light green with narrow shoulders that have little green epaulettes on them, a tapered waist and two button breast pockets. To get one to fit me in the waist and shoulders it was so tight across my chest you would think it was painted on. Add to this the material itself, a thin cotton that was so transparent you could tell not only what color and kind of bra I was wearing, but who made the damned thing. The most popular game that summer among the young men was let's see who can spill something on Lisa. The pants were, if possible, even worse; dark green and made out of a polyester and fiberglass blend. Well, it felt like fiberglass at any rate. They were cut so that only a supermodel could fit into them, tight in the crotch and tight in the rear. Now, if you have a bit of an ass on you, which I do, the effect is to have the crotch of the pants more intimate with you than your favorite vibe. I mean, Daisy Duke wouldn't wear something this tight! Add to it the black boots, black utility belt, a genuine Smoky the Bear ranger's hat, and you have Mr. Ranger from Jellystone Park or a girl out of a cheesy 1970's porno flick. Needless to say Mike never looked at my face that first day, he spent the whole first hour talking to my tits. When I turned down his invitation to come down to his place for a drink he nearly had a conniption, but he couldn't threaten to fire me, I was actually hired on at another park and just "on loan" to him for the summer. This is how the geniuses up in the Administration building cook the books to pay some managers fortunes and others crap. After a couple of weeks of raining on his parade he finally got the hint and my job settled down to something like a routine. I worked the late shift, coming in around six and staying till five the next morning. Mike was supposed to be around the whole time, but he was out drinking and picking up trailer park trash almost every night. It didn't bother me, he was the kind of boss you were happy to not have around. It was my third week on the job and a Friday. I know that because Friday was check-in and check-out. During high season you can only rent cabins for a minimum stay of a week so Fridays were the shit day of the week and I was normally off. I was covering the day Ranger's shift so I was there at one o'clock when we got everyone checked out. The greenies went to work cleaning cabins and I was basically free to do nothing until three o'clock check-ins began. Mike came up and said he was going to the regional office. We all knew what that meant, he would stop by and grab the mail, then high tail it to the bar over in Centerville where he would stay until last call. He was barely gone before Kara, the office girl, signed herself out for five and hit the ground running. She was dating a guy over in Tealsburg and it really jazzed her up to go and get laid while she was still on the clock. Your tax dollars at work. I was standing on the deck, greeting the new arrivals and giving directions when a beat up old van pulled in. The guy who got out was tall and skinny, with long greasy hair and a lot of tattoos. Now, I was born and raised in Alabama and I know a redneck when I see one. The license plate was from way upstate and I knew what that meant. Some of those folks make Arkansas hillbillies look positively worldly. Racism, sexism and just plain ole stupidism are alive and thriving in upstate New York, let me tell you. His wife was a cute little redhead, about five foot four and maybe one hundred pounds sopping wet with bricks in her back pockets. Small pert breasts, nice hips and long legs. She had a pretty face with a small nose, kissable lips and high cheekbones complimented by soft brown eyes. They had three kids, who all looked just like their dad minus tattoos. They got out and immediately ran to the playground. The husband and wife came up the steps joined at the hip as I watched. "Hello, welcome to Tiaago cabins," I said. "Yeah, where do I go to sign in and all that bullshit?" the guy said. I directed him to the office and stayed out on the deck chatting with his wife. "My name's Mary, nice to meet you," she said. "Lisa, nice to meet you to," I replied. We conversed for a few minutes and then they went off to their cabin. Now, I'm bi and she had a wiggle you just had to see to believe, but she didn't strike me as being available so I pretty much forgot them and went on about my business. They were staying for two weeks and like most of the campers I got to know them pretty well. I'd stop on my rounds if they were out and chat with Mary and Pete. Pete drank too much beer and spent about 90% of his time fishing down at the old softball field. It hadn't been in use since the Boy Scouts stopped using the parks back in the forties, but there was a nice fishing hole down near the old backstop. From Mary I learned that he was a mechanic and she was a homemaker. Their kids were hellions, but since I came on late, well after the beach and pool were closed I never had to deal with them much. I just got the stories from Carl before he left for the evening. They were usually just tired and cranky by the time I saw them, if they were even still up. Mary seemed to be a very sweet and naive young woman, married to a jerk, but it was her life to live as she chose, I thought. Naughty Ranger Lisa "Well, if it ain't the ranger girl," Tyrone said. His voice was a deep baritone that didn't fit his scrawny body and his accent pure Bronx. "You two again," I managed, in mock severity. Mary giggled, but didn't stop laving the head of her lover's cock with her dainty pink tongue. "Nice evening. You having a good evening ranger?" he said laconically. He seemed totally at ease with someone watching Mary licking his cock and I had to admit it got my motor running too. "Not as good as you two," I replied. It was hard to keep the banter up; my eyes were glued to that gorgeous cock and pretty little Mary trying to service it. "Well, that's a pure dee shame. You hear that baby? Ranger Lisa isn't having a good evening," Tyrone said. Mary looked up from her task for the first time and smiled at me, her hand couldn't even close around the massive shaft she was now slowly pumping. "I'm sure a taste of this big black cock would fix her right up," Mary said and winked. "Ya think?" Tyrone said then looked up at me and smiled, "What about it Ranger Lisa, would a little taste of this dick make you feel better?" My mouth was suddenly very dry. It's funny how the human mind works, or at least how mine does. You think about things, run scenarios through your head and are so sure you're in control and know just what you will do. Then the situation comes up and you just freeze. I expected, well at least I was hoping for an invitation to join them, but when it came it caught me totally unprepared. A million things ran through my mind. The first was that Tyrone was black, nice girls would never do it with a black guy. Despite my contempt of my upbringing in this area the thoughts came. Then there was the fear of getting caught. I had blithely suggested this place to Mary, but was it really safe? I mean safe enough for me? If I got caught I would lose my job and I really needed it. There were cabins not two hundred yards away, although you couldn't even see them through the thick brush. While I stood there thinking Mary returned to licking Tyrone's shaft. Tyrone was still watching me expectantly, but I think Mary already knew what I was going to say. She had already faced all the things I was thinking and her choice was obvious. "There's plenty to go around, why don't you join Mary and have a little taste?" Decision time. Do you or don't you? There were about a million reasons not to, including the fact that Tyrone wasn't wearing a condom and I wasn't on the pill. All those arguments were against risking it, but the one argument for it was coming from my aching pussy. I was absolutely soaked and watching Mary was driving me up the wall. Not only the forbidden nature, but also the semipublic place and Mary being there too, just made it irresistibly nasty. God, I was on fire and all those arguments just slipped away. I came up to them and slowly sank to my knees. Tyrone smiled like a Cheshire cat. "That's right baby, go get you a taste of my big black dick," he said encouragingly. Mary pulled her head back and pointed his cock at me, almost like offering me a Popsicle on a hot summer day. When I balked Tyrone pushed my hat back off my head and wrapped his big hand in my ponytail. He firmly, but not roughly pulled my lips down to the head of his cock. I was still a bit unsure, but I stuck my tongue out and licked tentatively at it. It tasted like cock and with that reassurance I opened my mouth and covered as much of the silken head as I could. I opened my mouth as wide as it would go, but I could just barely get my lips to the shaft. It filled my mouth and I had to swallow often because I was drooling so much. Tyrone was pulling me down and letting up, but I wasn't bobbing much because my mouth was so full. "Ohhh, yeah suck on it baby, suck that cock," he crooned. I could taste the strong masculine flavor of his precum as it leaked out into my mouth. Mary moved her head back close to mine and began licking the incredibly long shaft. I twirled my tongue around it, reveling in the silky smooth feel as my tongue glided over it. After a minute Tyrone roughly pulled my head off his cock, it made an obscene popping sound as it left my mouth. "Now don't get greedy Ranger Lisa, share some with Mary," he said. I could tell he was really getting off on having two women sucking his cock, but I also could tell he was loving having a park ranger do it. Rangers are technically peace officers, even though we don't carry guns and I was beginning to suspect that Tyrone knew that. He pushed my head down between his legs. "Lick my balls baby," I had never been in a threesome before and I had to admit it was really turning me on. As I laved his heavy balls with my tongue I could hear the slurping sounds Mary was making as she tried to deep throat him. When she gagged and pulled her head off he pulled my head back up. "Your turn baby, see if you can take more than she did." The shaft was wet about an inch below the bulbous head. Tyrone released my ponytail and helped Mary out of her blouse while I pulled the foreskin down and sucked his head back into my mouth. I could taste Mary's saliva and Tyrone's precum and it tasted awesome. I worked my way down his shaft, a little at a time. When the head pressed against the back of my throat I relaxed the muscles and tried to take more but it was just too big and I ended up gagging. I sat up and coughed while Mary immediately took my place. She was topless now, but I couldn't see her breasts in the position she was in. Tyrone's hands were undoing the buttons to my blouse and I found myself helping him. Once it was open I pulled it out of my trousers and tossed it aside. I was wearing a frilly white bra that just barely held my breasts in place. "Let's see those tits," Tyrone said, while licking his lips. I reached back and undid the bra, letting it fall off my shoulders while Tyrone watched. The evening was warm and it felt good to have them free. His big hands immediately closed on them and he began to squeeze and manipulate them. His hands were rough and his handling of my tits was rough, but somehow it just turned me on more. Unlike many of my friends I always dated sweet sensitive guys, Tyrone was new in a variety of ways. Tyrone whistled then said, "Dayum, what a rack," His big hands went to the front of my trousers and undid the snap and zipper. I sat back and tugged them off, along with the thong I wore. I had never been so hot and horny. "Play with yourself ranger girl, get that pussy all hot and wet for me," Tyrone said. I sat back and started to rub my pussy while I watched Mary bobbing up and down on Tyrone's big dick. She seemed to have found her rhythm and was taking about half of it. Her lips were stretched and her cheeks hollowed. As I watched I could almost see the big head distending her throat as she took a little more with each downward plunge. I couldn't believe how hot I was, rubbing my pussy while Tyrone watched me and I watched Mary giving him a sloppy blowjob. I knew he was watching and so I spread my lips with my fingers to give him a good view. My blonde pubes looked almost black they were so wet and I felt like I was on the verge of cumming. I was rubbing my clitoral area furiously when Tyrone pulled Mary off his dick and scooted between my legs. He put his arms under my legs and then leaned forward pushing me open and farther onto my back. He was supporting his weight on his arms, which were also holding my legs back. Mary was next to him, smiling at me. I finally got a look at her breasts. The aureoles were a dark brown and I could see the veins beneath her skin and stretch marks. Obviously she had breast fed her kids, but it didn't matter, in the mood I was in Grace Jones would have been hot. "Help me fuck this bitch," Tyrone said to Mary, but his eyes never left my snatch. Mary grasped his massive weapon and stroked it up and down my slick lips, teasing me until I groaned and started to hump up against it. The silken head felt incredible against my quivering pussy and I was dying to have it inside. Mary laughed and pushed it down to my entrance. Tyrone set his legs and pushed forward with a strong thrust. I yelped when it forced itself past my outer muscles. It hurt, but felt wonderful at the same time. He thrust again and the blunt head forced tissue aside as it sank into me. I had never felt so full in all my life. I felt like I was being split open, but at the same time I wanted more. Tyrone seemed only too happy to oblige, cramming more and more of his thick black meat into me. When he hit bottom I managed to open my eyes and was shocked to see a good three too four inches of the shaft still outside. Tyrone didn't give me much time to contemplate; he began to drive into me with long forceful strokes. It was incredible, I had never felt anything like it before and it wasn't long before I felt my pussy contract and my orgasm start. I had to bite my tongue to keep from crying out as the pleasure rocked my little world. I was still dealing with aftershocks and Tyrone hadn't even slowed down, when Mary threw her leg over my head. She had been out of my sight and apparently finished taking off her clothes while I was cumming. Her pussy settled on my face and her hands mashed my tits together and began pinching my nipples. Her pussy was incredibly wet and she tasted so damn sweet. I barely had time to push my tongue out before she began to ride my face, her strokes soon matching Tyrone's. For a while the world was just perfect, Tyrone's huge cock stretching and filling my pussy, Mary's sweet pussy in my mouth and her tiny hands fondling my breasts. I was reminded of the old beer commercial, it doesn't get any better than this! I was close to cumming again when Tyrone slowed his pace. "Get off, I want to see her face," he said in a voice thick with lust. Mary instantly dismounted, leaving my face smeared with her juices. His brown eyes captured mine and he smiled. "Reach down and feel my nuts girl," he ordered. I didn't think twice and did as he asked. They were very warm and felt very heavy. As I held them I felt them contract. His eyes were still locked with mine. "You on the pill ranger girl?" he asked. I could only shake my head, my tongue seemed cloven to my palate. How could I have been so careless? "Mmmmmm, that's good," he said. He continued to slowly stroke into me, driving me nuts as I felt that long hard cock touching every inch of my tunnel. "I'm fixin to bust a nut in you baby. Gonna fill that hot pussy up with baby juice. When I come back in a few months you gonna be swole up with a little black baby in the oven. Feel my balls tighten up? I'm about to cum inside you baby, you ready for it?" I don't know what I was thinking. I really wasn't on the pill, but there was no way I could make my mind concentrate on anything other than his cock and his eyes. I couldn't even remember when my last period was and you know what? I didn't give a damn. I was just too hot and too ready. When I moaned and nodded he smiled and started pistoning into me. I held onto his balls, feeling them tighten and then it happened. Tyrone groaned and I felt the first blast of his hot sperm coating the inside of my pussy. My cunt contracted on the monster cock and this time I did scream. My vision went red and for a while I just floated along on a wave of pure bliss. When I came down Tyrone was still buried in my pussy and holding my legs up. I could feel my inner muscles gently contracting and milking his big cock. He was smiling down on me and his eyes were electric. I started to move, but he held me tightly. "Wait a bit sugar, I don't want all that good jizz running out of you. What you going to name it?" When he saw the panic in my eyes he laughed. Men can be such pricks sometimes. The panicky feeling passed quickly. It was too late to worry about it, I thought. Tyrone pulled his cock out and Mary jumped on it like a starved lion, licking it clean while I lay there and watched. I had barely recovered my breath and started to rise when Tyrone pushed me back down onto my back. I couldn't believe it, but he was rock hard again! "I got an idea, why don't you two sixty nine? Baby, you get on top, I'll fuck you while ranger girl here eats your twat," Mary quickly complied, throwing her leg over my head again and settling onto my body before I could even protest. I felt her press her face into my sticky pussy and start licking voraciously. God it felt wonderful, my body as still sensitized from my orgasm and Mary's tongue was like a velvet buzzsaw. I was tonguing her clit, trying to match her frenetic pace before I even realized what I was doing. Tyrone watched us a while, chuckling and giving encouragement and then he got into position to take Mary doggy style. He held his huge meat to her tiny pink lips and looked down his body to catch my eyes. He winked at me before shoving his beautiful cock home. It was an incredible turn on watching close up as his flesh spear slowly sank between her satiny lips. He sank into her until his balls were hanging in my face. For a while he just held himself there while I alternately tongued her clit and licked his balls. Then he grabbed her hips and started fucking her. It was incredible watching his long hard shaft pumping in and out. Mary was moaning and licking my pussy while I just watched. Tyrone was driving into her with a smooth motion, using long deep strokes and her pussy was making little squishy sounds each time it entered or withdrew. After a while Tyrone's motions became jerky and I knew he was about to cum. "Yeah baby, gonna give you a little black sucker too," he grunted and then his whole body stiffened. He held it in her for along time while I watched his balls churning. When he pulled out a thick strand of his cum fell out of Mary's pussy and into my lips and chin. I don't know what possessed me to do it, but I stuck my tongue out and tasted it. It was very salty, but I eagerly swallowed. Soon I was licking wildly at Mary's pussy, tasting both her sweetness and Tyrone's saltiness. Mary's hips were bucking and I felt my third orgasm approaching. We came together, shuddering and moaning while Tyrone watched and clapped. I was exhausted and it was a struggle to get my clothes back on. My pussy was a wet mess and had already started to ache from the fucking Tyrone had given me. Mary was having as much trouble as I was while Tyrone just lay there with his hands behind his head and a satisfied grin on his face. The long walk back to the office was hard. I could feel Tyrone's sperm leaking out of my pussy and soaking my panties. People stopped me to talk and I did my best to be sociable, but it was really hard because I was starting to worry about being pregnant. I was in a state bordering on hysteria by the time Martin came in and relieved me at five in the morning. I worried about it all the way home, but I realized it was too late to worry, no need to rush home. When I did get in, I was so tired I just collapsed on my bed. I didn't even bother to remove my clothes. Only time would tell if I had really fucked up or not. My last thoughts were of Mary and Tyrone, needless to say I had pleasant dreams.