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Roughing It

By: Jakey



When I moved to the outskirts of Pittsburgh, I was about 12 years old. I made a few friends rather quickly, being the joker type that I am. My next door neighbors were a newly married couple in their late 20's. They were always nice to me, especially Linda, Tim's wife. The three of us became friends despite our age difference because I am and always have been a mature acting and thinking person. I think they both found it refreshing to see a kid, which I was at the time, able to carry on a conversation as well as I did. Linda was about 5 feet tall, petite as you want and cute as a button. She had absolutely gorgeous deep blue eyes. In fact, it was virtually impossible to concentrate on what she said at times because they were breathtaking. I love blue eyes and hers were a 10. She also had blonde hair which, I later learned, was anything but natural.

As any 12-year-old would do, I often thought about her in a most unneighborly fashion, but I was realistic and mature enough to understand that it was a great fantasy. Over the next 6 years or so the three of us became even better friends since I often babysat for their son when they wanted to go out and party. Since I lived next door, it was a great deal for them and a way to make a few bucks for me.

As fate would have it, about 6 years later Tim and Linda divorced in a rather unsavory manner, a typical divorce I guess. Linda kept the house, so she was still next door, now without a husband and needing some extra help around the house from time to time. Even at 18, I was always a gentleman, realizing that she had dealt with enough rough trade up to this point and really needed some unconditional friendship, which I gave her. I helped her wallpaper the house and do things that she was too small to do or reach since I'm just about 6' tall. Sometimes we would be working together and it would just hit me how tiny she was and how much she appreciated my simple kindness. She confided in me many things about her relationship with Tim and I never betrayed that trust. We were friends and that friendship was very important to both of us.

One weekend that summer Linda decided that she wanted to go camping. I said that sounded like a great idea and it would be good for her to get away since she had dealt with some rather nasty legal issues that week. Before I could ask her if she needed me to do anything for her, she asked me if I would like to go with her. I am sure that she didn't realize at the time that she was asking a 18 year old whose masturbatory fantasies included doing things to her that were illegal in 43 of the lower 48, but I love to go camping and I grew to love her as a friend so I accepted. Linda was also one of my mother's closest friends so it wasn't even a second thought for my mother to see us spend a weekend together since I had already spent so much time helping her around the house.

Linda and I were fairly avid hikers and both of us were in great shape. We hiked in the local area along the railroad tracks once in a while just to check out the woods and remnants of things and times gone by. I never thought about it then because I was an absolute turbo-geek, but it really was a bit strange for a 28-year-old woman to spend as much time as she did with a man 10 years her junior. But on the other hand I see what women have to choose from today, and a respectful man of any age is hard to come by.

It was so odd fantasizing that I might lose my virginity and at the same time thinking this was one of my best friends and that could never happen. It was mind boggling. My mind spun in a million directions. The two days before I went on that trip were the 48 most nerve-wracking of my life thus far. I was thinking about how I should act, what I should say, and not so much about getting her to have sex with me as much as I was afraid of doing something stupid, inappropriate, or just plain clumsy.

Friday afternoon at 5. Loaded up her little Chevy and off to the mountains we went. It was a spectacular day, clear and sunny. She was wearing a little red and white tube top and red shorts. She had a petite figure all around with very small breasts, a tiny waist and just little all over. She was adorable. I think she had to feel me gawking at her at times because I know I did.

By the time we arrived at the camp area and we unpacked our goodies it was nearing dark. She asked me to please make a little fire and I gathered up some wood and paper. For some reason there were hardly any campers near us despite the fact that the weather was great. I think the forecast had been calling for rain but they were wrong yet again. Linda went off to the bath house to get rinsed off and ready for bed. Before she got back I decided to get a quick shower too.

When I got back we had a little blaze going and the temperature was dipping into the 60's due to the clear sky. The stars this far from the city were spectacular. In fact, it was so crystal clear out that you could see the Milky Way galaxy. Linda had put on sweatpants and a sweatshirt, obviously sans bra since her nipples were angrily trying to puncture the surface of the fabric. It was loose fitting, so I only caught glimpses of their outline but it was maddening. I wore a sweatshirt and sweatpants myself, now realizing that going without boxers may have been a mistake. Every time her tiny nipples kissed their cotton cover it made me ever the more aroused.

In the tent we had a few extra blankets so I went in and picked a couple for us. I wrapped one around her and one around myself and sat down next to her on the ground. She asked, "Would it be OK with you if we put both of them around us to stay warm?" I said, "Sure, sure, that's fine. Let's enjoy this wonderful night to stargaze.". I have always been an amateur astonomer, so I pointed out about a dozen constellations and a few planets, explaining what they meant and why they were named what they were.


"What's that, again?", she asked. "Ummm...that is Orion, the warrior. You can make out his belt. And over there, if you close your eyes for about 10 seconds, and sweep your eyes across the horizon, you'll see Venus, our twin planet."

"'...named for the Goddess of Love, right?" Linda asked.

"You HAVE been paying attention, haven't you, my dear!!!" I laughed. She laughed, too, and we hugged each other tightly savoring this moment of friendship, intimacy, and openness. We were totally exposed to each other. It was so sweetly delicious you could taste it.

Linda looked over at me. We were now closer than I realized, arms around each other under the blankets away from everyone and everything. We were alone. It was getting colder and late. It was time to go to bed.

"Are you ready for bed yet?" she asked.

I replied, "Yeah, I think it's about that time. Let me gather up our stuff and I'll meet you in the castle". She slipped into the tent as I gathered up the blankets. I also ran down to the bath house to grab a few buckets of water and in a manner that would make even Smokey the Bear proud, doused our campfire completely.

We had brought with us two separate sleeping bags, but they were the kind that can be zipped together to make one large bag. When I left them in the tent, I know there were two because I laid them out side by side. But when I returned to our humble abode, there was but one bag.

"Linda, did you do something to the sleeping bags?" I asked playfully, knowing full well what she did.

"Ummmm......OK, OK, you got me!! I don't mean anything by this, I just love to have you near me. You are SO WARM!!! By the fire I swear you were like a heater! Is it OK with you?"

"Oh, alright, I guess so!!", I said. We both laughed it off and I climbed in next to her.

"You are like an iceberg!!!", I yelled. "I hope I can warm you up before I freeze!"

"You will. Nighty night, Jakey."

She had her arms around me and I was holding her hands. It was so sexual, so nonsexual, so intimate, so cordial, so nice, so heady, so hot, cold, blue, red. It was so....comfortable. I was raging with hormones, burning with desire, but this was my friend and I would not violate her, not violate her trust. Time to sleep now...

When I woke Linda was still sleeping soundly. Her hands were still wrapped around me and her tiny body was warmed up by mine. She looked like a little wood nymph sleeping dead to the world. I gently moved to my right and moved her hands from around me so that I was free to look at her. I placed her hands on her tummy and just admired her beauty, took time to soak in her aura, her scent, her face. I closed my eyes and moved toward her mouth to inhale her breath. She was angelic.

Her sweat pants were very loose fitting like her sweatshirt. There was an elastic band that barely held them in place since she was so thin. Very slowly, I put my hand on her tiny, taut tummy. She purred in her sleep but did not awaken. Her skin was so soft, pale, creamy it was something to be savored. I bent down to exhale on her tiny tummy to heat my hand and the surrounding skin. I pulled up on the waist band just enough to reveal her dark patch of hair, neatly trimmed. I didn't want to disturb her sleep so I left her pants the way I found them. The only major difference was that now I had a pole of steel between my legs.

I lay back and moments later she turned away from me on her side. Without thinking or hesitating, I lay next to her stretching my sweatpants with my firm 8.5" thickster. I reached above her left side and put my arm around her. I could not resist the temptation to cup her tiny breast any longer. My pole was now firmly planted halfway up her back and I had her left tit in my hand, albeit through the sweatshirt.

"Mmmmm.....whaaaaaa?" She woke up. What could I do but pretend that I was asleep.

I felt her look back at me and, feeling my hand on her tit and thinking that I was still asleep she began to grind against me. I was hard as a rock and here was this woman grinding against my thick tool. About 10 seconds later, her left arm disappeared because she was using it to finger herself. I let this go on for about 5 minutes.

"Mmmmmmm....whaaaa?" I pretended to wake up.

"Linda?" She turned over to face me.

"Jake, honey, you feel so good against me. I know you are so much younger than me, but I can't hold out any longer. You don't know how long it has been since I've had a man. I am going out of my mind and your giant cock is not helping!!!", she laughed.


"Linda, I didn't accept your invitation to come with you so that I could take advantage of you. I was afraid you would think that I was trying to make you do something that you didn't want to do"

"No one makes me do what I don't want to do!!!" she said, almost laughing through it. "I do what I want, when I want, with WHOM I want."

"Linda, I just want you to know that I respect you and I don't want you to think that I don't. That's my major concern."

Without hesitation it happened. Our first kiss. She initiated.

I returned.

It was like homemade cold ice cream on a hot day. Sweet, refreshing, delicious. Probably not good for you. Her lips were like satin pillows, pouty, moist, slick, tangy, salty, declicious.

The kiss lengthened. I felt a delicate pressing against my upper canines. It was her sweet tongue, reaching, lashing into me, begging for a dance partner.

So we danced. And danced. Disco, tecno, big band, salsa, tango. Slow, fast, hard, soft.....soft....soft....harder...harder, pressed together, softer...soft now, crescendo. She was the Maestro of kiss. What is more erotic than a tender, sweet kiss?

I was no amateur. I was an avid reader of Cosmo. Laugh if you will, but I knew, at my tender onescore minus two how to please a woman. I had read countless articles of how men treated kissing like it was taking out the garbage, a routine that had to be endured rather than an art that had to be perfected.

Not me.

This was an opportunity to showcase my oral talents. This would be the first of two sets of precious lips I would kiss. Linda knew that. So did I. She bit down on my upper lip, my lower, my tongue, testing no doubt for firmness, consistency, resiliency. She wanted an oral lover. And I desperately wanted to see if I was as good as I thought I would be.

"Jake, please don't get mad at me". She pulled her bottom off the ground, slipping off her sweatpants in a grand gesture. I laid my eyes on my first bare vagina. It was breathtaking, gorgeous. Her scent of arousal filled my senses. I breathed her in. I was part of her.

Naturally, as if I had been programmed to do so, I bent down to breathe in her full scent. There is nothing more erotic in the known universe than the scent of an aroused woman, especially one who has been deprived of lovemaking for some time. She was as such. Her scent was pungent, acidic, tart, salty. I loved it.

She gently spread her legs to reveal what is commonly known as a perfect 10. Her lips, flush and full. Her clit, ready for stimulation. As I neared her, I could smell her arousal. I was drunk with it. It was heady, it was time. We were ready for each other.

I lifted her small frame from the ground with ease as I extended my tongue. When it met her, she tensed and shivered. I looked her straight in the eye to comfort her and to reassure her that she was with someone who cared. This was not a cheap lay. We genuinely wanted each other.

"I am so wet. I can feel how wet I am. I want you so badly." she whispered.

"Patience, my sweet. All things in time", I replied.

Gently, I swept my tongue from the base of her vagina to her clitoris. With each stroke, I spread her lips a tiny bit more. I held her in my hands and pulled her closer with each pass of my tongue. This was apparently not what she was used to because her reaction was so profoundly wild. Her eyes locked on mine, her deep pools of blue melting as she met mine. My bright blue eyes shocking her, my innocence gone, tonge buried in vagina, tasting the salt of a woman, her. She no doubt gazed downward thinking how wonderful it felt to be caressed in the most intimate of ways, to be worshiped in such a wanton manner.

"Oh, my God!! I have never felt...."

"You mean you have never been...."

"Yes!!! Just keep doing it!!!! It feels so good!! I could never imagine how good......"

Lapping, slurping, delicious feeding on slick vaginal fluids. Her whitish pre-cum oozed from her neatly trimmed hole. It was sweet and salty, and I loved it. I was enjoying my first bout with cunningulus. I was a natural and she knew it. So did I.

A nibble of the clit, pin it against the backside of your front teeth then push your tongue out. Repeat. Repeat.....

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!" That was it for Linda. Orgasm #1. She wretched with pleasure, a woman overtaken by her senses. It was beautiful. She deserved it.

"Don't stop! Keep biting it! Keep......"

I must have done something correctly. And I continued it until she grabbed me by the hair and said "STOP!!!!! I'm going to explode if you don't stop it!!!" And she burst out laughing. So did I. God, I loved that woman. She was such a breath of fresh air. She was cool for cats.

"Jakey, where did you learn to do that!!!!!", Linda queried.

"Cosmo, et al", I replied smugly with my sticky mug.

"Well, you could do seminars or something! That was incredible!", she said.

"I am very pleased you approve. You deserve good things, Linda. I'm glad I could please you."

"And I would be totally unfair to you if I didn't please you, wouldn't I?"

"Uhhhhh....I guess so. But I have to tell you that I am really not into oral being performed on me."

"What? I guy who loves to give head but not get it? Am I dreaming?" she laughed.

"I can neither confirm nor deny that, but I don't really like oral sex. My cock, can I say that, is too thick, so you won't like sucking it and the skin is so tight that.....Linda can I just fuck you? I have totally tried to avoid being vulgar but I've been pushed about as far as a man can expect to be pushed."

"Please do."

I changed position so that I was on my back. I was hard as nails and just a shave under 9" long, thick as a bottle of shampoo.

"Oh, man are you hung", Linda sighed. "I can't wait to feel this thing inside me."

It wasn't long before she got her wish. I turned her on her side, her back to me, and placed my thick head near her slit.

"Be gentle. Please go easy into me", she asked.

I guided my penis slowly into her opening. I put about 3 inches into her to let her get used to the girth.

"Oh, God, that feels so good. I always wanted to be stretched like this."

"You are a tight little number, Linda. You feel as good as you taste."

After a minute or so of adjustment time, I pushed on, plunging the next 5 or 6 inches into her tiny frame. It was almost unnatural to see such a small woman being distended by my enormous prick. Her entire body couldn't have been more than 60", which made my dick seem all the more huge.

She sighed as a I plunged into her. Linda was wet, ready, tight, hot, and spent from her earlier orgasm, but was rebouding fast. She reached behind her to pull me in further.

"Yeah, plow me with that thing. Push it in.....yeeeeeaaaahhh.....push it in......yeah!"

I watched as I carefully pulled my bloated head from her tiny opening, then thrust it back in again. It felt so good it is simply beyond words. I could scarcely believe that my neighbor was talking to me like this. Treating me like a slut. I loved it.


"Linda, let me know when you want me to come", I said.

"WHAT?"

"I can come when I want to, so let me know if you want to keep on or if you have had enough. I can control my orgasms down to a matter of minutes."

"What are you talking about?", she asked.

"I can control when I orgasm. If you tell me that you are ready, I can have an orgasm about 4 or 5 minutes later", I replied.

"I can't believe this." She rolled her eyes back in disbelief.

"Try me", I challenged. About 25 or 30 minutes later she had had about enough.

"OK, Mr. Cum-now, I am spent. You have exhausted me!" she laughed. We had such fun with this all.

I concentrated, and, in an act that I can still perform, I pushed myself toward orgasm.

"Oh, it's getting thick...", Linda said.

"Yes, my dear, and thicker still it shall get".

I pumped harder, and stiffened. I knew I was so close.

She looked down her tummy and saw my prick invading her. "It feels so good. Fill me with it. Don't worry. Just let go..."

With that, I did as instructed. I unleashed a torrent of my seed into her. It spewed hard into her tight vagina, spraying my sperm deep into her body. I recoiled several times, jerking more of my seminal fluid into her. I held her tightly, kissing her neck, shoulders, cheeks, face. I kissed her beautiful lips. She was a statue of perfection.

Few things arouse the senses like scent. We know this from nature, but we refuse to believe it as much as we should. Linda and I lay in a pool of sex, sperm, vaginal fluids, sweat, pheromones, testosterone. I wished to lick her body clean and she mine. She was a goddess. I adored her.

She rolled over and looked at me. We both smiled and started laughing uncontrollably. We had just had sex. We fucked each other. It was laughable. We were still friends. We still loved each other in a very intimate and precious way. We always would. That's why we could enjoy each other on a plane on which most people are unable to relate.

I haven't seen Linda in about 8 years. Last time I saw her she just gave me a nice hug and told me how good it was to see me.

I'll bet it was. Linda, I'll never forget you. You are a 10 in my book. You always will be.

Roughing It



I want to thank my editor for challenging me to stretch my boundaries. They prefer to be nameless right now, but they know how to challenge me to stretch my mind and learn more about writing that I ever dreamed. 

* * * * *

In the 10 years that they'd been taking this trip, this was the shittiest hunting either of them had ever suffered through. They'd been in camp almost a week, since the beginning of deer season, and all they'd seen is the occasional sign that something was tramping around in the woods.

Ralph was the first one back by almost an hour, giving him time to grow even more disgusted by the sounds of rifles and shotguns going off in the distance, evidence that someone was having better luck than he. By the time Sam came into camp his mood had turned from bad to worse, and he had added tired and hungry to his list of complaints.

"Looks like a storm's rolling in," Sam remarked good naturedly, looking up at the sky.

Ralph scowled at the dark, rolling clouds. Great, just the fucking thing we need to cap of a spectacular fucking day of chasing our tails around here, he thought.

While they fixed dinner they cracked a six pack and made small talk, both of them avoiding the topic of whether or not they'd be able to get any hunting in the next day if the storm didn't break. As they ate they watched lightning streak intermittently across the sky, and listened as thunder would rumble somewhere far off. A little buzzed, Ralph told Sam that it was too bad he wasn't home, because his wife got so horny during storms that she was an animal in bed. 

He was 35 and had only been married a year. He was smaller than Sam, but very muscular from weight lifting. In contrast, Sam was older, with graying hair and on his second marriage, ten years strong and holding. The two men had known each other for years, having met on the job and becoming friends almost instantly. Ralph had been with Sam through his first marriage and subsequent divorce, and they found each other face down and hung over in the other's guest bedroom more often than either would ever care to admit. 

Conversation between the two men came easily. The more they drank, the raunchier the talk got, each trying to top the others wild sex story. By the time they crawled into their sleeping bags, they were both on edge, their minds clouded with thoughts of fucking. 

Ralph tossed for what seemed hours, trying to get comfortable, willing the pressure in his balls to subside. Squirming uneasily, he finally gave in and cupped his balls, squeezing them, losing himself in the gentle yet insistent manipulation. He bit down hard on his lower lip to stifle a groan, his boxers now wet from all the precum leaking, and he was having trouble concentrating on anything other than his sore, throbbing cock and balls. Peeling back his sleeping bag, he was about to swing his legs out so he could go outside and jerk off when the deafening sound of rain surrounded him. The tent vibrated ominously as the drops splattered its surface, increasing in force until Ralph could feel the ground tremble slightly. 

"Damn it!" he swore under his breath, his head falling back on the pillow. 

The pulsing in his balls matched the staccato beat of the rain, clouding his reason and leading him to make a decision that under normal circumstances he never would have considered. He was so horny, and so close, that he was able to convince himself that he could probably unload before Sam noticed if he kept quiet. Slipping out of his boxers, he groaned as his cock came free of the binding cotton. Gripping it, he stroked slowly, shivering as the cool night air came in contact with his hot member. 

He closed his eyes and thought about his wife, her wonderful mouth, that tight pussy, and stroked harder, grabbing himself all the way down at the base and jerking his hand roughly up to the soft, sensitive crown. More precum welled up and oozed down the shaft, covering his hand, the sounds of his pumping masked by the downpour outside. He grunted softly, arching his back to meet his hand. 

The sound of thunder close by, seemingly right outside the tent, shocked his eyes opened. A moment later a bolt of lightning struck much too close for comfort, bathing the tent in a blaze of electric blue light, and Ralph's eyes found Sam's in that brief instant of illumination. 

Sam was kneeling next to him, having moved there while Ralph was attending to his need. The knowledge that his friend was so close, had been watching him for God knows how long, was too much for Ralph and his cock exploded. Thick, hot, sticky streams of cum shot out all over his belly and dripped down his balls, pooling beneath his ass. Breathing raggedly, his eyes still not adjusted to the dark again, Ralph's whole body went rigid as he felt Sam's hand settle on his still erect cock. He never softened after the first cum; under the right circumstances, he could easily stay hard for two or three. 

The first thing Sam noticed about his friend's cock was that it was thicker than his own. He looked over at Ralph, saw the dazed look on his face, but he also noticed that he wasn't pulling away. He bent over, touching Ralph's cock with his tongue, scooping up some of the cum and swallowing it noisily. 

He'd been having trouble sleeping, needed to come real bad, and had turned over to see if Ralph was having the same problem. At first he couldn't quite make out what was going on over there, thought Ralph might be in some sort of trouble; it took him a moment to realize that the "trouble" was just Ralph playing with himself. The longer he watched, the more turned on he got, caught up in the eroticism of the act. 

The closer Ralph got to coming, the hotter it looked and the harder Sam got. The need to get a closer look, to be able to see Ralph writhe with pleasure, fought for control. Before he really knew what was happening he felt himself slither out of his bag and make his way stealthily next to Ralph. 

The look of intensity on his friend's face was infectious; Sam balled his hands tightly into fists to keep from touching Ralph and stared down at him, tracking the rise and fall of the other man's chest as his orgasm built. The clap of thunder startled them both, and the lightning caught him off guard, exposing him. 

He didn't know what made him lean over and taste Ralph, but once he did it seemed perfectly natural to go farther. He just kept lapping and sucking, until finally, he closed his mouth around Ralph's thick cock head. It was a strange feeling having another man's cock in his mouth, but it was also exciting. Sam sucked Ralph's cock deeper into his mouth, not stopping until his nose was buried in Ralph's pubic hair.

"Oh shit that feels good," Ralph moaned, stunned.

He was still reeling from his first orgasm, but could already feel the second one building. Sam released his cock with a loud slurping noise, then wrapped his hand around Ralph's cock, stroking it as he licked his way down to the balls, sucking first one, then the other, into his mouth, cleaning the cum off. He was so engrossed in the sensations Sam was causing that he barely noticed Sam rolling him over and positioning his ass in the air. In fact, he wasn't able to react much at all until Sam reached under him and jacked him off with one hand while he worked a finger into his ass.

"Damn it Sam! What the hell are you trying to do?" Ralph sputtered, trying to maneuver away. 

Sam placed both hands on Ralph's hips, managing to hold him in place while he ran his tongue up and down the crack of Ralph's ass. Tracing around the asshole, Ralph's legs shuddered and buckled and Sam grasped his cock again, squeezing it. Ralph felt Sam's tongue travel all the way down to his balls, sucking and nibbling on them. 

Sam was going on instinct now, in territory, literally and figuratively, that he'd never been in before. He wasn't sure what he planned to do from moment to moment, but he knew that he was so fucking horny he had to get his rocks off. Under him Ralph struggled half-heartedly, but he was pretty turned on too.

"Sam?" Ralph questioned weakly.

Sam ignored him, choosing instead to run his thick finger in the cum still on Ralph's belly, then slowly insert it inside Ralph's ass. Ralph's head started to spin; he knew without a doubt that he was about to get fucked, fucked by another man no less. The fact that it was his best friend made it that much more confusing, as did the fact that part of him craved it, welcomed it. Sam added a second finger to the first and Ralph groaned loudly, safe in the knowledge that no one could hear them or see them all the way out here in the woods. 

Sam slowly pumped his fingers in and out of Ralph's ass, stretching him, getting him ready. As if a signal from on high the storm intensified, the lightning flashing in a bright barrage and thunder cracking loudly in rapid succession. 

Sam spit in his hand and rubbed the saliva over his own swollen cock, then pulled his fingers out of Ralph and placed the tip of his cock against Ralph's asshole. He pushed slowly and firmly, feeling virginal resistance that he would never have thought to associate with a man. He was amazed at how fucking good it felt to force his cock head into another man.

Ralph grunted and tried to pull away but Sam held his hips. He clenched his teeth as he felt his asshole spread, maybe tear slightly, and tried to relax. Sam continued to push in until he hit bottom then withdrew just as slowly. Ralph moaned, lying as still as he could as Sam slowly fucked him, grunting softly with each thrust. His ass hurt so bad, he was sure he was bleeding, but deep down there was also the unmistakable tingle of pleasure as the ravaging continued. Unconsciously he arched his ass up, trying to ease the way for Sam. 

Sam was shaking, sweat dripping off him and splattering Ralph. In the dim light he could see his cock disappear into Ralph's tight ass and it made him throb painfully. He didn't remember any girl ever being so tight, and part of him hoped he could stay deep in Ralph for hours, losing himself in the warm fleshy hole that belonged to his closest friend. He reached around and stroked Ralph's cock briskly, running his hand roughly over the head, making the poor man shake and tremble. Sam slowly pulled his cock out and groaned; it felt like Ralph's ass was trying to suck him back in. Pushing back in, he felt Ralph push back against him slightly. This act of participation only fueled his arousal, and Sam responded by fucking harder and faster. He timed his jerks on Ralph's cock perfectly to his thrusts. He was close to shooting, the sound of their grunts and lovemaking louder than the noise outside. With a final, violent thrust he buried his cock deep in Ralph's ass and growled, filling it with his load. As Ralph felt those hot jets of cum splash inside him he also let loose, spraying all over Sam's hand and the floor. 

As they recovered, Sam lay on Ralph's back, trying to catch his breath. Gradually they moved apart and crawled into their sleeping bags, falling asleep wordlessly.

Miraculously, the next morning the rain stopped. They got up and got dressed, then set out on their quest to bag their first buck of the season. They didn't split up this time, and neither man made any mention of what happened the previous night. 

But by midmorning, Ralph was already wondering if maybe he could fuck Sam tonight.



Roughing It



He always knows when I'm aroused. It doesn't matter where we are, or what we're doing, He always knows. I could be sitting next to Him, staring blankly at a wall, unmoving, silent, and He would know the instant I got aroused. That is how in tune He is with me, all of me. He knows my mind, He knows my body, and He can look into my soul with such ease and comfort, that most of the time I am awed by His ability to know me so well, to understand me sometimes better than I understand myself. 

At times like this, like right now, I know the minute He becomes aware of my arousal and the desire to feel Him inside of me burns hotter, filling the room with the scent of my need for Him. We're sitting on the couch; me curled up against Him as He reads to me. I know He knows I'm aroused. I know He can smell that arousal just as I can, and that turns me on even more. 

I start to squirm against Him a little, moving just slightly, unable to control myself, unable to repress that need growing deep inside of me. Oh He ignores me for a minute or so, and then suddenly, He's standing over me, smirking at me. It's at that moment, I begin to feel the wetness sliding down my thighs. "You naughty, insatiable, little slut," He growls at me as His fist curls in the silky tresses of my long brown hair. I yelp softly as He pulls me off the couch, pushing me down on my knees in front of Him. 

Without another word, He starts walking into the kitchen, dragging me by the hair as I crawl behind Him; stopping in the middle of the kitchen floor. He looks down at me, on my hands and knees, whimpering, panting, skin flushed with arousal, and He smiles at me. "I know what you want, you little whore," He growls at me as He releases His grip on my hair, "You want Me to fuck you, don't you?" A whimpering 'yes' comes from my mouth as I try to calm my breathing. But I can't slow down my breathing, just as I can't stop the growing arousal within me. 

He walks behind me; flipping my skirt up and yanking my panties down and off in one smooth motion. I can feel the breeze from the open kitchen window flittering softly against my heated skin. And then, His hands are on my ass, kneading, pinching, grabbing; eliciting moan after moan from me as I press my body into His hands, loving the feel of His touch, reveling in the sensations He is creating. His hands leave my body for a second before I feel the first smack on my ass. "Whose whore are you?" He growls as His hand lands on my already heated skin a bit harder this time. I whimper "yours" as He continues spanking me, harder and harder; each time asking me whose whore I am, whose naughty little slut I am, and each time I say "yours" louder and louder until He has me screaming it as loudly as I can.

He thrusts His hand between my legs, fingers gliding across the freshly shaven skin He finds there. He dips His fingers inside my pussy, first one and then another, moving them in and out as I whimper and moan and push against His hand for a split second before He takes His fingers out of me. I groan at the loss, already so close to the edge that it won't take much to send me over. Of course, He knows this, but He likes to tease me.

He takes a second to rake His fingernails over the still hot flesh of my ass and the first "please" comes out of my mouth. I close my eyes, the desire, the need for release enveloping me, consuming me, until the only thing I am aware of is Him, His touch, His voice, His presence. I moan as He rakes His fingernails over my skin one last time and then the moan becomes louder as His hand slides between my legs to grab the soft folds of flesh there. "Whose whore are you," He asks me again as He tightens His grip and I scream "yours" my body moving against His hand as He spreads my pussy wide open. "Don't EVER forget that," He growls in my ear as His fingers stroke my clit, building me up and up and up until I am so very close, and then when I get there, He stops. He does like to tease me.

"So very, very wet. You ARE my naughty, insatiable, little slut, aren't you?" I whimpered then, telling Him over and over that I was, saying it out loud, saying, "I am your naughty, insatiable, little slut." His hands come around me, pinching my nipples through the silk of my shirt and He whispers "good girl" in my ear a second before He puts my own very wet panties in my mouth, gagging me with them, muffling my cries. 

I can taste myself. I can smell my own arousal. It fills my mouth, my nose, my entire being as I listen to Him telling me how wet I am, how He can tell how much I want Him, how only naughty little slut's get THAT wet, and the entire time I moan around the panties in my mouth. My need to have Him inside of me, to be taken by Him becoming so powerful, like white-hot primal energy swirling inside of my body, and inside of my mind. 

He pulled my head back then, His hand gripping my hair forcefully, the muscles in my neck straining against the pressure. "And you know what else, you little slut," He whispered into my ear seductively, "I can have you any time I want, any way I want, and any where I want. Because that is what YOU want." And with that, He thrust into me forcefully, spreading me open, filling me completely. His thrusts were hard, deep, and fast as He fucked me. There was no other word for it. He was fucking me, His hips pounding against my ass, His hands gripping my hips, fingers biting into the soft flesh there. I'd have bruises in the morning from His fingers, tiny little reminders of what was happening here and now.

Within minutes, He was leaning over me, growling in my ear, telling me to cum with Him. I felt the beginning of His orgasm, felt Him growing and throbbing inside of me and as He sank His teeth into the side of my neck, I came; that white-hot energy inside of me exploding in a blinding light, the panties in my mouth muffling the screams that tore from my throat over and over and over again until I was limp, lying on the kitchen floor, reveling in the feel of His body on top of mine, the feel of His weight pressing down on me. He kissed the top of my head then, rolling onto His side and wrapping His arms around me. I looked up at Him then, His face flushed and warm, His smile wide and beautiful. "I love you, you little slut." I lifted my head up and kissed Him softly, smiling at Him. "I love you too," I whispered as my eyes closed and my mind drifted away, my body safe in His arms.



Roughing It



The vacation was all planned weeks ago but my boyfriend had to spoil it all by bailing on me two days before we were to leave. I had already purchased the nonrefundable tickets and was ready to really get away from it all. Two weeks at a very remote campground totally surrounded by Colorado wilderness. City life had been taking its toll on both of us and since I raised such a fuss about it…he is now my ex-boyfriend. I called everyone I could think of looking for someone to vacation with. The only friend I could find was Jenny who could only take the first five days off. But she agreed to come anyway and we rented separate vehicles so that she could get back to the airport to fly out after the first week. I was really glad to have her there even if it was just for a week. 

The camp had about a dozen cabins and there was only one other woman there besides us. Most of the clients were men looking for some backcountry fishing. And the fishing was great. The facilities were primitive but the chef cooked our fish to order and did an excellent job of it. The cabins had no running water and the electricity only came on for a couple of hours each night around dusk. The toilets and showers were in a separate building that had hot water and flush toilets. The water was hot if you showered early but if you waited too long, your water could be cold and the lights just might go out on you. Jenny and I made sure to get in early even though the fish tempted us to stay out later and later every night. 

The other campers were very nice and after the first few nights we all felt like family. On the far side of the camp, as luck would have it, were three very cute athletic looking young men. They were always very polite but I constantly felt their eyes on my ass or chest. If they hadn’t been so young, I may have jumped any of the three. But they seemed so immature and as I am nearing thirty, I just couldn’t deal with a guy who is barely out of high school. Jenny agreed so we both avoided any behavior that looked like flirting. But I couldn’t help catching glimpses of those young hard bodies. 

As the time neared when Jenny had to go back to civilization, we found ourselves staying out later and later to get in on the best fishing. On her last night we got caught in the showers when the lights went out. Luckily the moon was nearing full and after our eyes adjusted, we found our clothes and made our way back to our cabin. It was really no hassle and I decided that it was worth the inconvenience in order to avoid the other campers and also stay out as late as I pleased. 

The first night on my own, I stayed out until eleven and found the camp completely silent on my return. The power was already out as I grabbed a change of clothes and headed for the showers. The women’s side of the showers had one big shower with two heads on it and wooden slats for a floor so that the water just ran off onto the ground after it came off of your body. The only light coming into the shower was the moonlight that shown through the two feet of screened area of the wall near the ceiling. The water was still a little warm but cooler than I would use at home. As I showered I became very aware of my body in the moonlight. My nipples were hard and my mind was very alert. My eyes had adjusted so well that I could see everything in the shower and even the trees outside through the screens. 

Just after I turned off the water and was enjoying the moment, I heard voices. The three guys were headed toward the showers. They were not loud as they entered the men’s side of the shower cabin, but they talked constantly and at a level where I could hear every word. They talked about hooters, boobs, knockers, melons and fishing. They trashed every girl that they went to school with. One of the boys seemed to get less talk time in. It was obvious that he was the younger brother of one of the two louder boys. Whenever he would mention anything, the other two would brush off his comment and have a bigger better story to tell. They constantly put Nate down and as I stood just a few feet away from them on the other side of the wall, I felt a strange attraction to this young man. Maybe it was my own excitement that had been building up for a week without sex, or maybe it was the moonlight but I had been eyeing these three young bodies all week and I now had a favorite. I decided to make a move the next day.

As I was listening to the three, I moved slowly to prevent them from realizing that I was there. I had barely dried myself off and was about to put some clothes on as they were about to shower when there conversation froze me in my tracks. Since there were only two shower heads, the older boys told the younger one that he would have to either wait, or else sneak over to the women’s side to shower. My vagina rushed in preparation for sex as I visualized the young man catching me naked and we would make passionate love as his buddies only dreamed about touching an actual breast. But it was not to be. Nate would not be convinced to go into the women’s shower even though it had appeared that everyone had retired for the evening. I slowly dressed and fantasized as the boys quickly showered, dressed and left for their cabin. As I walked back to my cabin, I felt so awake that I had trouble sleeping that night.

I slept in the next day and just hiked around most of the day as I had tired of fishing. As I was hiking about three miles from the camp, I came across a small lake and heard the sound of humans. The three guys were swimming. They had no swimsuits but were all wearing their underwear and I got my best view yet of their muscular bodies. They were all three perfect but of course my attention was drawn to the younger one who I had been daydreaming about all day. He had dirty blond hair and dark brown eyes like myself. There was no chest hair but his wet white underwear revealed a good sized package and plenty of dark pubic hair. His lips were very full like those female models who inject their lips to make them bigger, but he had that perfect look about his face, the look of youth. You knew that everything was original, fresh and yummie. I had never felt this way about someone so young. He was likely close to ten years my younger. But I wanted him.

Since I had slept in, I decided to go out fishing late that night. I caught a wonderful breakfast for the next day but my mind was elsewhere. Without even questioning myself, I planned on another late night shower and even waited several minutes afterward in hopes that the boys would arrive again. I sat on the wooden bench near the shower waiting. Nude, in the moonlight, dreaming of my young Nate. 

When they arrived, the talk was similar to the night before only this time I found myself the subject of the adolescent banter. 'I’d like to get to the pie between those long sweet legs', one of them said. The comments just got cruder and cruder as I sat there listening and hoping that my Nate wouldn’t join in. Finally he said, 'She’s really pretty'. The other two just laughed and told him to go find somewhere to jerk off over 'pretty'. They suggested again that he should go shower on the women’s side and again, my juices flowed at the thought of him coming over. He said no but the water was good tonight and the two senior boys informed him that they planned on using all of the hot water. Reluctantly Nate agreed to use the other shower. My blood rushed as I stood up. As he walked in, I stood right in the middle of the shower stall door. 

The moonlight shown best there so I knew that he would see me as soon as he walked in. As soon as we made eye contact, I put my finger to my lips to tell him to keep quiet. The other boys yelled from the other side to see if anyone else was there. I shook my head and Nate responded that he was alone. We undressed him quickly and I could tell every time he looked into my eyes that he could not believe that this was really happening. His penis was instantly erect and a healthy normal length but only had the thickness of a broom handle. I had been with enough men to know that this was much smaller than average but there was so much sensuality in his mannerisms that I was hardly going to complain. As soon as he was naked, I took hold of his member and led him into the shower stall. 

We turned on the water and quickly soaped each other up. His hands touched my breasts and pussy as if they had never felt skin before. He kissed each nipple with enthusiasm and respect. I sucked on his cock and found it pleasant against the back of my throat. This was the first time I had ever sucked on a man that I felt I could possibly swallow. I worked up my nerve and pulled the head of his cock past my mouth and into my throat. Even though I couldn’t breath, I wanted to hold him there forever. My throat was in spasms and I could feel it milking the end of his penis as it would contract and expand. I did nothing. The reflexes in my brain created all the movement and I just knelt there and my throat performed as if it had a mind of its own. The water turned colder and the boys on the other side of the wall yelled and teased Nate about jerking off in the shower as he dreamed about the 'pretty girl'. Little did they know that I was snapped to his crotch like a Lego. 

Eventually I had to withdrawal my mouth in order to breath. I would have gone back to work if I had not felt a sudden need to be fucked. Leaving the water running, I stepped out of the shower and bent over the bench. In a flash I felt his hands on my hips as he approached me from behind. He fumbled like an amature pressing all around before he found my wet, wanting pussy. There was no resistance, but still he went slowly as if he thought his pencil prick might hurt me. He was so considerate, sweet and polite. We would go slow for a few moments, then he would loose control and drive into me with the speed of vibrator. I encouraged the faster rhythm and within seconds his cock swelled up and burst. The few seconds before his climax, he enlarged beyond belief. It was as if he were now a man. And he was. His orgasm made his whole body shake and he filled me with more cum than I ever thought possible. I felt a small lake of his warm fluid trapped inside me. And with his now huge cock, he was the cork keeping the tides dammed up at my vagina. 

As he began to subside, I felt good but somewhat cheated since I usually climax two to one. I had enjoyed myself but I would have much rather had an orgasm. Soon he had shrunk enough for our combined juices to flow down our legs. It was a flood and I knew that I would have to wash off in the now cold shower. But just as I thought it was time to move, I felt something move. Something deep inside me moved like a finger, but it wasn’t a finger. It was a cock. He was getting another erection just seconds after flooding me with the largest load of sperm I had ever dreamed possible. He was getting hard and big. Much bigger than before. As he started humping again, I was so overjoyed that I instantly came. And again. And again. I had the longest chain reaction of orgasms imaginable. Time stood still as I lost all reference to it. I could have lost a week or it might have just been one never-ending second. All I knew was that it was the most intense sexual experience of my life. 

Eventually he came again. I had been satisfied hundreds of times over by now and could barely stand up. Still, I wanted more of this young man. I told him to come to my cabin after his friends had gone to sleep and he agreed. As he dressed and returned to his friends on the other side, I laid on the bench and tried to recover. I could hear them but tuned them out for the most part as I became fascinated with the warm fluids of sex seeping out between my legs. I tasted it. It was the taste of him, and me. Wonderful.

They left and I found enough strength to put my shoes on, grab my clothes and walk the short distance to my cabin. It wasn’t until the next day that I realized that I had walked naked from the showers to my cabin. Thank god nobody saw me wearing just my shoes, walking in a total after-sex-daze, and dripping to my ankles since I hadn’t even found the energy to shower. In my cabin, I just laid on the bed waiting. Waiting for my young lover to come and play. Hoping that he might let me suck on him again and that he might get hard again and pleasure me more.

He arrived only an hour later. It seemed like an eternity. We fucked. Then we talked and I was never treated with more respect. I found out that he was even younger than I imagined. He was only eighteen. It didn’t matter. Somehow this young man had learned to respect women far better than his older brother. I spent the next three night sucking and fucking this beautiful body and was further thrilled with his mind. I had taken his innocence in the best way possible. We made love, and he learned that respecting a woman will get you much further than flirting, charming or overpowering her. The older boys didn’t have a clue. I only hope that someday Nate told them about what we were doing in the shower while they joked and belittled others.



Roughing It With Maggie



Maggie and I went camping at one of our favorite sites in the mountains, a secluded campsite that never seemed to be visited by anyone else. It was as deserted as it usually was, and the weather was perfect. We settled in and began enjoying the beautiful afternoon sunshine. Maggie was sunning her gorgeous nude body on a rock outcropping at the edge of camp and I was sitting under a tree with a beer enjoying that stunning sight. She has dark, shoulder-length hair that frames a sexy face. Her full, 36C breasts sit above a tight slim waist, and her legs and ass are second to none. I was thinking "It just doesn't get any better than this."

I didn't hear anyone approach, but suddenly I heard a male voice behind me exclaim, "Holy shit guys, look at this campsite, it comes equipped with a naked chick!" I was so startled that I dropped my beer, while Maggie sat up and quickly tried to cover herself - rather unsuccessfully as her large heaving breasts spilled out from around her arms. Four young men came walking around the tree as I struggled to my feet. Before I could even stand though, they had gotten between Maggie and me. They appeared to be in their early twenties, white, maybe college age. They were equipped for a backpacking trip wearing full packs, hiking boots, shorts and no shirts. They looked like friendly, healthy, clean-cut young guys out for a weekend in the mountains. The other thing I immediately noticed was they were all quite large and muscular. Football players, perhaps? The smallest one stood taller than me and easily outweighed me - and I'm 6'1", 215 lbs. The biggest one was just huge. Plus, they were all twenty years younger. I felt a little intimidated, but they were smiling and laughing as they stood there admiring Maggie's plight. She may be 40, but she's equipped with a body that a 20 year old girl would envy. Obviously, they were enjoying the sight in front of them. 


I cleared my throat to get their attention. "Hey guys, you sure gave us a start there. Didn't hear you coming up. Would you mind turning around for a second so my wife could get some clothes on?" None of them even looked around to acknowledge my request. The biggest one chuckled, "What, and miss the best scenery in these mountains?" He called up to Maggie, "C'mon down honey, we won't bite." The other guys laughed and one added, "Not too hard, anyway."

I was starting to get worried at this point, I needed to get control of this situation, fast. If these guys stood gawking at Maggie much longer it would be a cold day in Hell before she ever went naked in the woods again, and that was a joy I could not give up. She often stayed nude when we were camping in an isolated area, as long as the weather was agreeable. "So fellas, where are you guys hiking to?" I asked. I was desperate to get their attention away from my naked wife, and get them moving along. I started to walk around them to go over to where Maggie was, intending to stop at our tent and grab the clothes that she had left there. As I passed the guys, however, I felt a strong hand grab my shoulder and spin me around to face them. The biggest one looked at me for the first time. He was still smiling, but his face had changed to a look that sent a chill through me. "I think we found our destination for the day, buddy." 

Before I could react one of them moved behind me and twisted my arm behind my back. It felt like he could snap it at any moment. He turned me around to face Maggie and called up to her, "Hey lady, why don't you come on down and party with us, or would you rather stay up there and watch us have fun with your old man?" I was struggling to get free, but he held me with little effort. "We're not gonna hurt you a bit, you look too fine for anything like that, but this guy ain't useful to us at all, except maybe as a tackling dummy." 

I could see the fear in Maggie's eyes as she stood and started to climb down off the ledge. I jerked against the guys grasp and called out to her "Maggie don't, turn around and run..." A beefy hand clamped down on my mouth. "Hey man," he hissed in my ear, "She's got nowhere to run to, no help is gonna come, nobody can even hear you out here. We haven't seen anyone else for miles. Just cooperate and nobody gets hurt, not even you, understand?" I nodded agreement as he eased his grip, maybe he wasn't going to break my arm after all. Maggie got down to the ground and stood there, trying to keep her herself covered. The biggest guy walked up to her and stood towering over her. She's only 5' 3" and he must have been 6' 6". She looked scared out of her wits and was visibly trembling. His face softened and he said in a gentle voice, "Gee lady, don't look so afraid, we're really not gonna hurt you guys, we just wanna have some fun. Why don't you relax and enjoy it. The only way anybody gets hurt is if your old man over there tries something stupid." He turned back to the other guys. "Lets make sure that guy doesn't have a chance to be a hero. Strip him, find some rope and tie him to that tree he was sitting under. It's nice and shady and he'll have a good view of the party."

He put an arm around Maggie's bare shoulders and led her over to the picnic table while the other guys dug through our supplies and found a coil of rope. With little effort they held me down while one of them unceremoniously yanked my pants and shirt off. They sat me down at the base of the tree, pulled my arms behind me and tied my wrists together on the far side. 

I looked over to where Maggie was sitting on the picnic bench, the big guy was still sitting next to her with his arm around her, talking softly to her. I couldn't hear what he was saying, but she looked to be relaxing somewhat, occasionally glancing my way and then down at the ground again. She had given up trying to hide herself and her large tits were on full display for all the men to see. As the other guys approached he told them, "All right boys, looks like we got a ready made campsite for the night, grab that cooler over there and pass out some beer. Get one for Maggie here as well, she's ready to party."

The men made themselves at home with my beer, my food and my woman. They sat around the table drinking and laughing, cracking jokes and having a good time. They encouraged Maggie to chug her beer and cheered when she drained it. They quickly got her another one and she seemed eager to slam it down as well. Soon she even cracked a smile or two at some of the funnier remarks. Watching from my position at the tree the scene looked like any another campsite with some good friends enjoying themselves, except of course, my beautiful wife was sitting stark naked amongst four male strangers. One guy had his arm casually draped over her shoulders, while the one on the other side appeared to have his hand on her thigh, slowly moving it up higher and higher. She looked over at me then turned to say something to the big guy, but I couldn't hear what. He nodded and she got up and came over with a beer to where I was sitting. She held it for me and let me drink a few swallows to quench my thirst as she whispered "These guys don't seem too bad, maybe if I let them play a little bit they'll go on and leave."

"Not too bad?" I spluttered. "Maggie, we're stark naked, and I'm tied to a tree while they feel you up. You know they have every intention of fucking you before they're through, then they'll do God knows what to us."

"Well, Jim says if I cooperate and show them a good time, they'll leave us alone.

Besides, I've been thinking, you're always fantasizing about watching me fuck other guys and it looks like this is going to happen - we can't stop it at this point." She leaned over and kissed me lightly. "I guess what I'm saying is you might as well enjoy the show, there's nothing we can do about it. I've decided to go ahead and blow these guys minds, just watch and remember you're my only love no matter what happens here today." With that she reached down and gave my quickly hardening cock a squeeze. "See, you're already getting turned on." She gave me a deeper kiss and got up and walked back to the table, this time swinging her hips a little.

"Hey baby, get over here if you wanna feel a real tool." the big guy named Jim said as he grabbed her and pulled her down on his lap. His hands started rubbing all over her body, squeezing her tits, probing between her legs. She sighed and leaned back into him, opening her legs and exposing her glistening pussy. "Shit, Jim" one of the other guys exclaimed. "You do have a way with women. She looks like she's ready to give it up, man."

I watched with rapidly fluctuating emotions as this stranger who had barged in on us, humiliated me and tied me to a tree, proceeded to shove a huge fat finger into my wife's pussy. Of course I was angry, but a growing part of me was betraying my lust at the scene unfolding in front of my eyes. Nobody at the table noticed my rising cock, however, as they were transfixed by a now moaning Maggie writhing about on Jim's lap as he fucked her with one, then two fingers deep into her hole. "Oh yeah, she's hot for it now," he said. "Her cunt is dripping wet." Indeed, I could see from where I sat that his fingers were glistening and her pussy lips were swollen . "Check out this hot hole guys."

Jim said as he reached down and grasped her legs behind her knees. He pulled her legs up and held them wide open as the other guys took turns feeling her up. They shoved their fingers in her, and pulled her lips apart to get a good look up her tunnel. Maggie was moaning quite a bit now, her eyes closed and her breath getting ragged. She leaned her head back on Jim's chest and wrapped her arms around his neck above her head. The men were crowded around her feeling her tits and pussy. They blocked my view of her but I could hear her gasps and see her toes curling. 

The young men's excited voices drifted over to me as they fondled my exposed wife..."Check out how hard her nipples get"......"Dude, have you ever seen such a fine set of pussy lips? Can't wait to wrap 'em around my dick."......"I'm gonna put my tool up this tight ass. Stick you finger up there, man, she's as tight and smooth as they come."

After a few minutes of this, two of them plucked her off Jim's lap and laid her out on the picnic table, her ass a few inches from the edge. They stood on either side of her, holding her legs up and open - her wet, swollen pussy fairly glowing as her lips separated and her hole winked open. One of them said, "Jim, no way we're letting you go first this time. After you get through with a pussy she's so stretched out I feel like I'm fuckin' her with somebody else's dick." The big guy laughed and said, "OK Jake, this little hike was your idea after all, so why don't you take the honors of first fuck." He grabbed her leg from Jake, and the smaller guy -he was at least 6'3"- stepped between Maggie's legs and dropped his shorts. His dick was already standing straight up, and I could see it wasn't really much bigger around than mine. But, he had at least three inches in length on me. 

It looked like he was standing a foot away from her as he placed his swollen cockhead against her pussy. He eased it in a few inches and Maggie shuddered and started to moan. Standing between her open legs, he grasped the shaft of his cock and worked about half of it into her. He moved it around in a circle and I could hear her juices slurping on his cock. He slowly pushed into her and managed to get almost all of it in before she gasped and begged him to go no further. He pulled all the way out, and plunged back in in one stroke. She cried out, and I pulled hard against the unyielding ropes. But her cries were already changing to mewls of pleasure as the muscular young guy increased his tempo and started rocking hard into her. She was soon thrashing about on the table, screaming "Fuck Me!! Oh God Fuck Me You Bastard!! Oh ShitOhShitOhShit!!" The two guys holding her were having a hard time with her strong legs flailing around so they let go and she went into full fuck-machine mode - as only my Maggie can. Grabbing her ankles and pulling her legs open as wide as possible, she offered up her pussy to the young stud pounding away in her. "Gimme that dick, gimme that cock you son of a bitch. Pound it into me!! Split me open!!" She was really screaming it out now - I couldn't remember the last time - if ever - I had seen her so turned on. Jake suddenly tensed up and grunted once, then groaned loudly with a surprised look on his face as his balls emptied steaming hot sperm juice deep within Maggie's cunt. He stepped back quickly, panting hard for breath. "Holy shit guys, her pussy ...it's wild...it just sucks the come right up out of your balls."

The other guys laughed, and kidded him about his "endurance". "Fuck off, you shits, you'll see. Besides I ain't done with her, I got lots more where that came from." Jake retorted.

Jim said, "Damn Jake, I don't see how, look at that load you left behind." All eyes were drawn to Maggie's pussy which was gaping open and obviously stuffed full of come. Gobs of it were leaking out of her and pooling on the table under her ass. "Man, what a mess," one of the other guys said, "I don't mind sloppy seconds, but that's a bit much, Jake." They laughed and we all watched for a moment as an another large gob of come slowly oozed between her quivering lips. Maggie moaned and asked, "Who's next boys? I need some cock in me. Please?" Jim laughed. "Look what we've got here, boys, a full-blown nymphowhore!" He turned to Maggie, who was still holding her legs open - her hips grinding and bucking off the table - "No more cock for you, slut, till you get cleaned up. Go over there and get your old man to give you a bath. Make sure he gets all of Jake's spooge out of you." 

Maggie quickly sat up and walked straight to me, a dazed, happy look on her face. I could see the come running down her thighs as she approached. She stopped right in front of me, her pussy level at my face. I looked up at her and realized I didn't have to ask her if she was all right. The wild lustful look in her eyes told me all I needed to know. 

"Suck his come out of me, baby. Get me clean so I can have some more cock." she said in a throaty voice. She grabbed my hair and jammed her pussy onto my face. "C'mon, lick me please." She clamped her wet thighs around my head and ground her cunt hard into my face. Behind her I could hear the boys hooting and laughing. Semen was pouring out of her directly into my mouth, and I had a hard time swallowing and breathing for a second or two. She held herself there until I had swallowed what felt like a pint of come then pulled herself off. She wiped her dripping wet thighs on my head and face then turned around and told me to lick it off her ass. With a trembling tongue I licked the thick streams of jism off of her butt cheeks and from around her asshole. As I swallowed the hot, salty juices the completeness of my humiliation overwhelmed me. Yet, at the same time I had never felt more excited and alive.

Without a look back Maggie pulled away and walked back over to the watching men. She knelt down in front of one that I had heard them call Kenny and placed her hand on his crotch. "May I suck you, please?" she asked in a girlish voice. He responded by unbuttoning his shorts and letting them drop, revealing a rather ordinary cock. Maggie practically attacked it and I could hear her grunting and moaning as she took as much of it down her throat as she could. He grabbed her head and started thrusting hard into her mouth, forcing himself deep. She gagged a couple of times and then seemed to accept it as he fucked her throat, his balls slapping her chin. After just a little of that he abruptly pulled out, however. She was gasping for air, streams of saliva dripping from her used, open mouth. "Shit, I almost ended up like you, Jake." he panted. "This slut is good!" He slapped the fourth guy on the back. "Give her a try, Tom."

The fourth young man was almost as big as Jim, and extremely muscular. When he dropped his shorts even his cock looked like it hit the gym everyday. It was so thick, there was no way Maggie could get anything more than his head in, not that she didn't try. After a couple minutes of her licking and stroking it he picked her up like she was a tiny doll. He held her in front of him in his massive arms and slowly lowered her onto his pulsing shaft. As it entered her pussy, Maggie started gasping and writhing around, but he just steadily held her as more and more of his cock invaded her. When he was fully inserted he paused for a moment then slowly lifted her until just the tip of his rod was in her. He gave her a little grin, and let go of her. She plunged down on his shaft, and her scream echoed through the woods. "Maggie! Are you OK?" I yelled. She looked over in my direction and without really focusing on me sighed, "Don't worry, baby."

She looked back up at Tom, "Please do that again, sir." she purred. So he did. Again and again. Maggie went into an ecstatic trance. She was whimpering and clawing at Tom's chest as she was bounced repeatedly on his huge bone.

Kenny came up behind her and took hold of her. Tom let go and leaned back on the edge of the picnic table while Kenny started stroking her up and down on Tom's cock. It looked like he was jacking Tom off with Maggie's body. She was moaning continuously and obviously loving it. My own cock was throbbing in time to the action in front of me. 

Tom lay back on the table and pulled Maggie down onto him. Kenny positioned himself behind her and placed the tip of his cock at her asshole. "You want it slut?" he growled. "You want my cock in your ass?" Maggie could barely speak as she gyrated her pussy on Tom's huge dick. "Oh please...make me your slut...stick you nasty cock in my ass!" Kenny grabbed her hips and with one thrust slammed his cock straight up her asshole. Maggie went completely nuts. Screaming and crying she begged them to fuck her harder as they simultaneously rammed their huge tools deep in her pussy and ass. Relentlessly the two large men pounded into her as they sandwiched her petite body between them. Big Jim seemed content to sit in my lawn chair to the side drinking my beer and watching for the moment. He looked over at me, "Hell of a woman you got there, buddy. First class slut!"

Jake had recovered enough to get up on the table and grab Maggie by her hair, turning her head towards his crotch. Instantly her mouth came open and he stuck his cock down her throat. He grabbed both sides of her head and used her mouth to jerk himself off. The three young men stayed like that for what seemed forever, never letting up or tiring as they rhythmically stroked their organs into my beautiful, sexy wife. Watching her get all her holes thoroughly filled by man-meat was giving me goosebumps. It was extreme torture that I couldn't even touch my swollen, aching dick.

I think it was Jake who started coming first, but soon all three men were grunting and thrusting even harder and I realized they were blowing their wads together into Maggie. Jake was holding her head against his stomach as his cock was shooting come deep down her throat. Kenny and Tom's cocks were pistoning in and out of her ass and pussy so fast they were a blur. Jake's cock in her mouth was stifling her screams but I could see her body spasming and knew she had to be coming herself. Tom was coming so much his semen was spurting out of her cunt around his cock and flying through the air. Kenny finished dumping his load in her ass and pulled out with an audible pop. From where I sat I could see her asshole standing wide open and a pool of steaming come deep within. Jake climbed from the table down leaving a long string of come hanging off her chin. 

Tom's giant cock was still buried in her pussy when Jim said "Take her over there and let her get cleaned up again. I think she's finally ready for me." Tom got up with Maggie still impaled on him and walked over to my tree. He stood over me and I found myself looking up at his dick buried deep in her pussy. His large, hairy balls were hanging inches from my nose. Her asshole winked at me as a stream of Kenny's come started dribbling out of it onto my face. Slowly, he raised Maggie off his cock until he popped out. I wasn't prepared for the torrent of hot jizm that immediately gushed out of her gaping cunt. It splashed on my face and ran down my chest. Huge globs of it slid down my body and pooled up around my crotch. He held her there with her pussy in front of my face and ordered me to clean her off. I was used to the taste of come by now and so turned on that I eagerly started licking and sucking her trying to get all of it out of her. 




Roughing It With Maggie



After I was done, he set her down but stayed standing in front of me. "Your wife made a mess on me too, buddy. I think you need to clean it off." His cock was hanging down right in front of me. It was shiny wet from his come and Maggie's juices. He swung it and it heavily slapped against my cheek. Maggie crouched down beside me. "Go ahead baby," she purred in my ear, "I'll help you." She took his dick in her hand and licked the come off one side of it. She held it up to my mouth and I found myself sticking my tongue out and licking the shaft from base to tip. "That's it honey." Maggie cooed. "See, licking cock isn't so bad. I love it!" We took turns licking Tom's cock until it was clean. I was breathing hard and my heart felt like it was going to beat its way out of my chest. She turned to me and kissed me deeply, sticking her come flavored tongue down to my throat. 

She stayed there kissing me as Tom walked away. I heard heavy footsteps coming up to the tree and sensed a large presence standing over us. "OK, slut. It's showtime." Jim said as he unbuttoned his shorts in front of us. Maggie and I both gasped when we looked up at the largest cock I have ever seen. It looked like it belonged on a bull! Massive veins bulged out and throbbed around a shaft easily as thick as my arm. The swelling, purplish head was bigger than a doorknob; even the hole at the tip was oversized. Balls the size of oranges hung down in a huge hairy pouch. I could only imagine what that monstrous cock was going to do to my sweet little Maggie. 

I started to protest that there was no way he could get that thing in her and leave her in one piece when I saw the hungry look in her eye. She was reaching up almost reverentially towards it, her small hand dwarfed by its size. She grasped it halfway up, unable to get her fingers even halfway around it. She shifted to a kneeling position in front of him, and lightly traced the length of the shaft with her delicate fingers. Veins like ropes pulsed and swelled under her touch and the entire thing was twitching like it was alive. She leaned forward and covered the tip of his head with her mouth, and tried in vain to fit more into her. There was no way she could get more than half of the head between her lips. She pulled back and I watched her swirl her tongue around the tip, then poke it deep into his pisshole. It was his turn to gasp as she used her tongue to fuck the inside of his dick. His hole was large enough for her to actually run her tongue in and out of it. I had never seen anything like it before. Apparently, neither had he. He grabbed her head and pulled her away, "Whoa lady that's a bit intense." She chuckled deep in her throat and kept a tight grip on his shaft. "What's the matter big boy? Can't take it?" She stood up in front of him, still holding his cock. In a sexy voice she said, "I think I can take it. If you go slow at first. I want my husband to see this up close, so why don't you fuck me right here in front of him?" She turned to face away from me and bent over at the waist. Her swollen, used pussy glistened with her juice and streaks of come were drying on her thighs. I had never seen her look so sexy. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks with her hands, opening up both her holes. "C'mom big man stick that meat in me!" 

Jim moved behind her, his back to me, obscuring my view. He grabbed her and pulled her towards him, then backed up himself until he was leaning against the tree I was tied to. He was so tall that he straddled my head with room to spare, his balls bouncing against my forehead. Now Maggie's pussy was right in my face, and I could smell the mixture of come and pussy juice wafting off of her. Jim reached down and grabbed her by the hips, lifting her up towards his cock. He held her out in front of him, her pussy looking very tiny as his massive pole pushed against her opening. Ever so slowly, he pulled her towards him and I watched in amazement as his cockhead pushed her lips apart, pausing as it met some resistance at the opening of her pussy. He didn't let up, though, and kept pulling on her slowly until her pussy lost the battle and his head popped into her hole. Maggie drew in a sharp breath and arched her back. She let out a low growl from deep in her throat that built in volume until she screamed out, "OH FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! You son of a bitch, you're so HUGE!!! Fuck me you bastard, stick that giant prick deeper into me!!" My legs were shaking and my dick was throbbing as I watched more and more of his log slide into my wife. He got about halfway in and started pumping her pussy slowly, but soon was sliding in and out of her faster and faster. He had been crouching somewhat to line up with her pussy but now straightened up, pulling her feet off the ground. She was literally impaled on his shaft as he was moving her back and forth, using her pussy to jack off his cock. His balls were slapping the top of my head with each thrust and I had a perfect view of his huge cock splitting open her pussy. Her lips were stretched to their limits and I could see her large engorged clit poking out from under its hood. Maggie was whimpering and panting as his cock invaded deeper and deeper into her. She was so wet that her juices were squeezing out around his shaft and dripping down on my chest. One of the other guys came over and stood in front of her. I could only see his legs so I didn't know which one it was, but I could see that he had hold of head and was fucking her mouth with gusto. Jim was increasing his rhythm, pulling Maggie back and forth on his cock. The other guy stopped thrusting and allowed her mouth to just slide up and down the entire length of his pole.

Jim's cock was making a nasty slurping sound as it powered in and out of Maggie. Suddenly, he stiffened and I saw his legs tense. He made no sound but he increased the tempo of his fucking and began driving up into Maggie as he pulled her down on his cock. I couldn't believe it but he was slamming his entire rod deep into her, and I remember thinking that my wife's pussy would probably never be the same after he was through. He began grunting and he pulled Maggie down hard on his tool and held her there. His balls hanging in front of me literally were quivering as he started blasting his come deep within her. After a moment of holding her still and pumping his juice in her he began wildly bucking and fucking into her. Streams of white lather squished out around his cock and rained down on me. It seemed like he came for ten minutes. I kept wondering just how much come one man could generate. With one last grunt he buried his dick all the way in her and stood there shuddering, still holding her off the ground. His balls had shrunken up to half their size and no longer rested on my head. The other guy fucking her mouth had disappeared, so I assumed he had finished, too.

Jim slowly pulled my whimpering wife off his glistening cock. As it finally popped out it flopped heavily down and slapped me square in the face. He stepped away and Maggie fell back, her gaping cunt landing directly on my mouth. Without even thinking about it I opened my mouth and began to drink the freely flowing come directly out of her pussy. I took several large gulps before I could come up for air and still the jism was pouring out of her. She stepped away from me and stood with her legs apart, come flowing down her thighs and splashing on the ground. She turned to stare at me with a look I have never seen before. A nasty, whorish look that made my heart race. I realized then that she had crossed over a line within herself and had been transformed into something I had previously only fantasized about. A complete, total, all-out slut. 

My cock was truly aching and I felt ready to come with out even being touched. She glanced down and saw my plight. With a growl she dropped to her knees and straddled my upright tool. Holding herself above me I watched as Jim's come poured out of her pussy onto the head of my cock. After it was covered in his steaming juice she bent down and took it in her mouth. Oh, sweet relief! I immediately began shooting off the moment her lips touched me and quickly filled her mouth with my come. With a sly smile she crawled up my body and grabbed my head and leaned it back. She took my chin and pulled my mouth open and opened hers above it. I felt and tasted my own come pouring down my throat as she emptied her mouthful into mine. Once she had given it all to me, she kissed me sweetly on my lips and got up. Looking down at me she said, "I'll see if they'll untie you in a bit, but if they do, you're not to interfere if they want to fuck me some more, OK?" I nodded eagerly. "Good, I thought you'd agree." 

With that she turned and walked back to the table where the men sat drinking beer. Her hips were twitching in a way I had never seen before as she sauntered with the ease of a well-fucked whore. 

She sat up on the table with her legs spread wide. "That was a fun start guys! What's next?"