A lot of guys go out looking for a virgin to marry. Iconsider that to be high risk. A woman who “savesherself” for her wedding night is someone with anuptight attitude about sex. Odds are that she has kepther legs clamped together for so long that it has becomea habit. Her unfortunate husband will have to deal withthat. I speak from experience.
So, for my second wife, I made a point of picking awoman who had a demonstrated appetite for sex. What I’msaying is that I knew going in that I wasn’t married toa nun. On the contrary, I knew that Cheryl was an animalin the bedroom, and I knew that she had been around.
What I didn’t know-and what I think even she didn’tknow-was just how far sexual excitement would take her.Well, we found out on a weekend camping trip lastsummer. It was a spur of the moment thing. We looked outthe window one Saturday morning in August, and decidedto toss some things in the car and head for themountains. No specific plans, just a wish to get awayfrom the city.
We found a nice Forest Service campground next to theSkykomish River, an hour’s drive from Seattle. Therewere tents set up in some of the sites, but nobodyaround; and we found a vacant spot in a far corner ofthe campground. We set up camp and made a quick lunch,then went off to explore the area.
Cheryl was wearing tight fitting stonewashed denimshorts that showed that she had great legs and a 100%fat-free butt. Very nice. Her matching top was one ofthose long-sleeved shirts that ties in the front leavingher midriff bare. It had buttons, but she left themopen, so that her soft cleavage showed enticingly. Thetips of her long, curly dark hair swirled around herneck and shoulders.
She always seemed to bubble with vivacious excitement,and seemed oblivious to the stares of every man who eversaw her. I loved it. After hiking around all afternoon,we returned to the still vacant campground and opened abottle of wine.
We sat in our lawn chairs, resting our feet on thepicnic bench, sipping wine and chatting the kind of chatthat leads to good sex. When it was time to make dinner,the wine bottle was empty and we both felt a comfortableglow. We opened another bottle of wine for dinner.
As we were finishing dinner, we heard an old Chevypickup rumble into camp, to one of the sites where thetents were set up. I had been wondering where everyonewas. Two more pickups came in and parked at the otheroccupied campsites. It looked like a bunch of guys whohad been out fishing all day, though I didn’t see anyfish. What I did see was eight “outdoorsman” type guyswho had obviously consumed an excessive quantity ofbeer.
I glanced at Cheryl, and she looked back with raisedeyebrows. Well, we had known all along that we weren’tgoing to have the place to ourselves, but it was nicewhile it lasted. Maybe these guys would just pass outquietly and leave us to enjoy ourselves. We could hearrowdy laughter and a lot of loud talk while we washedour dishes and put things away.
It wasn’t dark yet, but under the canopy of fir treesdarkness would come quickly, so I decided to light theColeman lantern. I was just hanging the lantern on abranch when I turned to see one of the cowboysapproaching our camp. I was not surprised that his eyeswere locked on Cheryl.
He asked if we had some matches he could borrow. Oddquestion, since he was smoking a cigarette at the time.He continued eyeing Cheryl after I tossed him a book ofmatches. “Pretty nice place up here,” he said. “Nobodyever comes around after sunset. Guess it’ll just be usfor the night.”
I thought I saw him wink at Cheryl. Looking forsomething to say, I asked, “Been out fishing?”
“Yeah, but nothing’s biting. But I think our luck mightbe changing,” he said, casting a suggestive grin atCheryl. It was time to put an end to this.
“Well,” I said, “the fishing ought to be pretty goodearly in the morning. I think we’ll turn in early.”
He didn’t take the hint. “Name’s Carl,” he said toCheryl. “Nice to have some pretty scenery up here, and Iain’t talking about the trees.” He didn’t even look atme.
I turned quickly at the sound of footsteps behind me,and found three more of the cowboys approaching. “Watchagot going over here?” one of them asked drunkenly.
Carl said, “I just found the prettiest little piece ofreal estate in the county. Was just making friends.”
“Looks like the prettiest little piece of ass in thecounty to me,” commented one of the others.
That was enough.
“You’ll have to excuse us. We’ve got some things to do,”I said, moving toward Cheryl.
Carl stepped in front of me and sneered, “I think we gotsome things to do, too. Whaddya say guys?”
“Oooh, I think I could do with some of that,” said oneof the guys behind me. Carl stood his ground right infront of me, and said, “I think your little sweethearthere is going to suck my dick. What do you think aboutthat?”
“I think you better get the hell out of here,” Ianswered. I looked at Cheryl, who was frozen in place.Our eyes met, and I could see her shock and fear. Itried to step around Carl, but he put up both his handsand shoved me backward into the arms of the drunksbehind me.
They grabbed and held on. Carl stepped between Cheryland the picnic table, unbuckling his belt and unzippinghis jeans as he moved. He dragged his already hard dickout over the top of his shorts and waved it at Cheryl.
In a move so quick that she couldn’t stop him, Carlgrabbed Cheryl by the hair and pulled her roughly towardhim. “Come on, honey, you know you want to suck it,” heleered.
I struggled to get loose from the guys holding me, asCarl held Cheryl by the hair with one hand and untiedher blouse with the other. The blouse fell open and herbreasts came free. Cheryl quickly covered her breastswith her hands. I could see nothing but helpless fear onher face.
Carl leaned back against the picnic table, legs slightlyspread, with his pants open and his dick sticking outtoward Cheryl. Still holding her by the hair, he shovedher roughly to her knees in front of himself. With bothhands he pulled her forward until his dick was againsther face, and he rubbed it against her lips. “Come on,honey, open up and take it in,” he commanded.
He forced his dick against her lips and into her mouth,keeping a firm grip on her hair with both hands. I sawCheryl gag as he pulled her head against him, forcinghis dick down her throat.
I was struggling to get away from the drunks, and for aninstant I got one arm loose. More hands grabbed me, andI realized that the rest of the guys had come over towatch the “fun.” Someone told me that if I kept fightinghe’d knock my teeth out. That’s when someone kicked mein the balls and left me helpless and gasping.
Carl was forcefully pulling Cheryl’s head up and downhis dick, and Cheryl had to let go of her breasts tocatch her balance. Her hands landed on the only thingthere was to hold onto, the top of Carl’s jeans. Sheheld on tight while Carl fucked her mouth. Her breastsjiggled and bounced while Carl jerked her around by thehair.
Irrationally, I noticed that her nipples were hard andstanding straight out. I could see that Carl was tryingto work his way backward onto the picnic table. He waswiggling his ass up onto the table, trying at the sametime to squirm out of his jeans.
After a minute or two, he suddenly released Cheryl’shair to put his hands on the tabletop and push himselfup. With Cheryl still grasping them, Carl’s jeans slidoff his ass as he scooted onto the table.
I was still gasping for air and feeling the intense painin my groin, but I was stunned to see that even thoughCarl had let go of her, Cheryl was still working hermouth up and down Carl’s dick! I could see her cheekssuck in, and it dawned on me that she was actingvoluntarily, even enthusiastically now.
For an instant, it occurred to me that she probably justwanted to get him off as quickly as possible just to getrid of him. But I lost that hope quickly when Carlreached down and brushed Cheryl’s blouse off hershoulders. Cheryl released Carl’s jeans and shook herarms from the sleeves and let her blouse fall to theground.
When she returned her grip to Carl’s jeans, she startedtugging them forcefully down, pulling off his shoes andsocks as he did. All the while, she continued sucking onCarl, making slurping sounds and little moans.
Now free of his jeans, Carl started sliding himself backon the tabletop, until he could lie back with his legsspread wide. Cheryl followed him, all the while workingher mouth up and down Carl’s thick, hard dick.
I watched in stunned amazement as she reached down andunfastened her shorts and began to wriggle out of them.They dropped lightly to the ground, and the wet spot wasconspicuous in the crotch of her panties as she bentover the table.
One of the other drunks stepped forward and startedfondling Cheryl’s ass. I watched him clap his hand overthe wet spot in her panties and massage her hairlessmound through the thin fabric. Cheryl was now lickingand running her tongue around the head of Carl’s dick,holding his legs apart as if she thought he might try toget away.
I was starting to breathe more easily when two morecowboys, both stripped naked and sporting full- fledgedhard-ons, stepped up to Cheryl. One sat on the edge ofthe table next to Carl’s hips and reached down to fondleCheryl’s breast. The other started rubbing his dickagainst Cheryl’s panties while the guy who had beenthere quickly stripped off his clothes. That guy movedaround so he could squeeze Cheryl’s other breast.
Meanwhile, Cheryl had gotten hold of the guy on theother side, and was stroking his dick. In a moment shehad a dick in her other hand as well, and still she wasworking on Carl, now slowly teasing up and down. The guybehind her pulled her panties off and started runninghis hand over the pussy that she had just shaved thatmorning. His fingers slid easily into the wet pinkfolds, and I could see Cheryl arch her back and pivother hips to open her pussy wider.
From my place a couple of yards away, I could see hergaping open. I realized suddenly that the guys hadloosened their grip on me and were no longer pinning meto the ground. A couple of them were already naked,looking for some way to get into the action, and theother two were pulling at their clothes whilemaintaining only a token grip on me. I didn’t try to getaway, though. Maybe I knew that they’d just kick me inthe balls again. But the truth is that I knew there wasno reason to get away. I couldn’t save Cheryl. Shedidn’t want to be saved.
She gave little teasing sucks to each of the dicks shewas holding in her hands, always going back to Carl, whowas clearly on the verge. I think she saw Carl’s abdomenbegin to contract, so she closed her lips around him andbegan to work furiously up and down. Carl shuddered, andhips thrashed up and down, while Cheryl sucked andgulped and swallowed the hot fluid that gushed down herthroat.
With a start, I realized that Cheryl was twitching andwiggling in an orgasm of her own. And I was even morestartled to become aware that I had such a hard-on of myown that pre-cum had soaked clear through my shorts,making a dark wet spot. Cheryl sucked Carl dry, whileone of the guys who had been holding me climbed up tostraddle Carl and put his dick in front of Cheryl. Sheclimbed clear up onto the table, so that she was on herhands and knees between Carl’s legs.
The guy behind her followed her onto the table and kneltbehind her. He ran his dick against her pussy, andCheryl rotated her hips so he could plunge in. He heldonto her hips and began rapidly pumping in and out. Icould see Cheryl’s juices running down her thighs andknew she was thoroughly enjoying all that was happening.
She continued working on the three dicks around her,while the rest of the guys moved in to get any piece ofthe action they could manage. They were groping for herbreasts, reaching beneath her to tease her pussy whilethe guy behind her, whose name I now knew to be Robbie,continued to fuck her.
I found myself looking for some way to join in; but Iheld back, not wanting another kick in the balls. Iheard a loud groan as one of the guys up front unloadedall over Cheryl’s face and hair and shoulders before shewas able to pull his dick into her mouth and gulp downhis last few surges of cum.
At the same time, Robbie doubled over Cheryl’s back andshot his load in her cunt, which was visibly quaking inCheryl’s second orgasm. Robbie backed out, and I againhad a brief view of Cheryl’s gaping pussy. Everythingwas wet, and her swollen, pink folds were protrudinghugely in front of her slit.
I had never seen her like this. It was as if her pussywas simply overflowing. It was impossible to imaginethat everything I could see had been neatly hiddeninside that little slit just half an hour before.
The guy who was called “Beavis” by his friends climbedonto the table and jammed his cock into my wife, and Iwatched her start working her hips so that Beavis justknelt there watching Cheryl’s cunt slide up and down hisdick. She was in a frenzy, and one of the guys up frontshot a stream of cum in the air. It landed in her hairand on her back; and as she continued jacking him off,he shot streams into her face and on her neck. She hadalready brought four guys off. Five if you count the guywho shot his load while just watching.
The guy straddling Carl was coming, and Cheryl wassucking and gulping his cum. Her pussy contracted in herthird orgasm, and that brought Beavis to a quick end, ashe pumped a huge load deep into her overflowing cunt.She was so wide open that Beavis just sort of fell out,while still hard. Meanwhile, Carl had worked his wayfurther under Cheryl so that he could suck her breastsand grope her pussy.
I watched him slide a finger up and down her hot pinkracing stripe. The one guy (other than me) who stillhadn’t come took his turn in front of Cheryl, and sheswallowed his dick as if she were starving. Carl slippeda finger into Cheryl, pulled it back out and insertedtwo.
I could see him move his fingers around inside my wife,and work a third finger in. Cheryl was squirming herhips around, trying to get the most of what washappening. She spread her knees further apart on thetable and sucked in her abdomen, trying to open herselfstill wider.
At the same time, Cheryl was stroking-off the guy upfront while teasing the head of his dick with hertongue. His load caught Cheryl full in the face on thefirst shot.
As it ran down her chin onto her chest, Carl had tododge his friend’s cum as it dripped from her. He turnedher around above himself so that she was straddling hischest. He ran his hands up and down the insides of herthighs and over her pussy, and he again started slidinghis fingers in out of her hole.
He had a hard-on again, and Cheryl was leaning down todrag her breasts against it when she and I made eyecontact for the first time since Carl had first grabbedher hair. There was an instant of anxiety as each of uswondered what the other was thinking, then my wifemotioned for me to come to her.
I got up and stood in front of her at the edge of thetable. She grabbed my face and pulled me to her and gaveme a deep kiss, wet with the cum of four or five otherguys. As odd is it sounds, there was somethingincredibly exciting about it.
With some frenetic help from Cheryl, I pulled my shortsand t-shirt off. My lovely, delicate wife let out a loudgroan as Carl forced his entire hand into her cunt. Ithink there must have been some pain, because she hadnever been opened up that wide before. Never even close.But if there was any pain, she showed no sign of it.Instead, she wiggled her hips around as if to betteraccommodate what was inside her.
She coaxed me up onto the table where she could get hermouth on my dick. She sucked hard, and I fucked hermouth with complete abandon. At some point, Carl pulledhis hand out and slid up beneath Cheryl until she couldsit down on his dick, while she was still sucking onmine. I was holding her breasts, and someone else wasmassaging her clit.
A huge orgasm rattled her body, and for several momentsshe was frozen, quivering from head to toe. Then shestarted rocking slowly on Carl’s dick, while holdingonto me by the hips and pulling me into her mouth. I wasstarting to come and wanted to hold back, but shewouldn’t let me.
Relentlessly, she moved her mouth up and down my dick,sucking hard until I broke loose and gushed cum into herthroat. She dropped her hands from me while stillsucking my last spurts. I was holding her shoulders,trying to catch my breath.
Bodies were close on both sides of me, and once againCheryl was jerking off two more guys. When she knew Iwas finished, she released my dick and again found mymouth with hers, still half filled with my cum. Shekissed me long and deep, and I found myself gulping myown cum from her mouth and swallowing it. Carl wascoming inside her, and Cheryl was furiously hammeringthe guys next to me.
When she broke the kiss, she looked straight into myeyes for a long moment, then closed hers and sat upstraight and pressed herself clear down as Carl expendedhimself. Cum was flowing out of Cheryl and dripping downover the matted hair on Carl’s balls.
I backed off the table and let Cheryl pull the two guystogether in front of her, and she was rubbing theirdicks together and trying to suck them both at once.Well, her cunt could have opened wide enough, but hermouth couldn’t, so she just went from one to the otherand back.
When she finally lifted herself off of Carl, his dickwas soft and he slid out from beneath her. Someone hadbrought some beers over from the other campsite, andCarl grabbed one and cast a malicious grin at me.
The table was smeared with cum, and I wonderedirrationally how many people would set out their dinnerthere without knowing what had caused the stains. Ireached up and wiped a river of cum from Cheryl’s legwith my bare hand, and added it to the mess on thetable. I did it again to her other leg, while one of theguys up front shot a stream that went over Cheryl’s headand landed on her back.
I wiped cum from my wife’s cunt, and felt her press hardagainst my hand, which slipped with remarkable ease intoher distended hole. I pushed in until she would hold nomore, and I could feel her insides moving. Cheryl waswriggling around, fucking my fist and sucking off theguy up front. I was hard again, so I took the positionwhere Carl had been, sliding through the puddles of cumuntil my hard-on was touching Cheryl’s cunt.
With a kind of a slosh, she sat down on my dick. Therewere guys fondling her breasts, and she was jerking offone of them. The guy she had been sucking climbed up onthe table and was standing where Cheryl could pull himinto her mouth, with one hand behind his ass.
After a minute of mouth fucking, that guy was ready toexplode when Cheryl grabbed his dick and finished him byhand. She aimed him down at her breasts and let himempty himself on them. He rubbed his cum around hernipples and all over her breasts, then he stepped out ofthe way and let someone else take his place. The jerk-off guy shot his load right over Cheryl’s shoulder ontomy chest.
I was still hard inside my wife, and she was rockinghard and fast, but I wasn’t coming. She was, though, andshe clamped her cunt tightly shut on my dick while sheshook and trembled for several more moments. I startedthrusting my hips, and she lifted off just enough to letme move, while she started sucking the guy who wasstanding in front of her with his hands on her head.
There were four or five of the cowboys now sittingaround drinking beer and laughing, now just happyspectators. A guy was licking Cheryl’s tits, and shecoaxed him to a position where she could reach his dick.I could feel things starting to build up in my own, so Ipulled Cheryl down and got as far into her as I could.
I held it back, savoring the moment. It built up, and itwas getting harder to hold it back. The slurping sound Icould hear told me that Cheryl was finishing off thestanding guy; and when he stepped down, the jerk-off,tit-licking guy moved over in front of my wife. He saton the table in front of her and leaned back until hishead hung over the table.
Cheryl bent over and closed her mouth over the guy’shard-on. She gave me two or three hard pumps with hercunt, and I exploded inside her. She pumped up and down,thoroughly draining me, and kept pumping until I simplyfell out. She immediately moved up and dropped her pussyonto the jerk-off guy.
She started rocking her hips, and I knelt behind her toreach around and cup her breasts, which were bouncingand jiggling as she rocked faster and faster. Her handswent up into her hair, and she tilted her head back witheyes closed.
Then there was another guy standing in front of her,touching a fresh hard-on against her lips. She partedher lips and let him start fucking her mouth, while shefucked the jerk-off guy and I held her slippery, cum-covered breasts and kissed the back of her neck.
The guy on the bottom came first, and moments later thestand-up guy blew his load; and Cheryl was again seizedby spasms of an orgasm. And I had another hard-on! In mylife, I had never, ever gone for a three-peat.
Cheryl could feel me rubbing against her back, and whenthe one guy stepped off the table, she lifted her pussyoff the limp remains of the jerk-off guy and bentforward to present her hole to me. As I slipped in, Ifelt a gush of cum forced out.
This time I didn’t make any attempt to hold back. Ipounded in as if I was trying to win a race. It was justCheryl and me, and the spectators were cheering us on.When jerk-off was out of the way, she bent all the wayforward until her cheek was in a puddle of cum on thetable, and she let me slam it home. Clear in and clearout, with each thrust I was pushing air into her cunt,and as I bottomed out the air would be forced out withobscene wet farting noises.
The cowboys laughed and cheered and gulped their beer.It didn’t take long for me to come. Whatever feebleamount of cum left in me was transferred to Cheryl’sswimming cunt. She too, collapsed into a weak, exhaustedorgasm. Someone handed me a beer, and I shared it withCheryl, both of us sitting in the puddles on the table.Cheryl’s puddle continued to grow, but her enlarged pinkfolds began to recede back into her crack.
The cowboys chatted, mostly to each other, for a shortwhile; then gathered up their scattered clothing, andprepared to go back to their own campsite. Carl raisedhis beer in a toast, and others joined. I raised mine,and Cheryl smiled and bowed in acknowledgment. She hadjust fucked and sucked the daylights out of nine guys,bringing off each of us at least twice.
I stopped trying to keep track. She was a cum-coveredmess, and yet was somehow the most desirable woman I hadever seen. We took towels and walked down to the ice-cold river and waded into a little pool. We washed andshampooed, ignoring the soapy harm we were doing to theriver. When we got out of the water, my dick and ballswere so shriveled that I might have been mistaken for awoman if I’d had tits.
At last, in our tent, I lay back, ready to fall asleep.It was still too warm to get into the sleeping bag, andCheryl lay naked on my chest. Her hand covered mycrotch, adding welcome warmth. I lay there letting hersqueeze and fondle my dick, coaxing it back to life.Then she started licking and sucking. She was slow anddeliberate, but I was simply used up.
She still had me in her mouth when we both fell asleep.