A Camping GangBangA Camping GangBang by Eric Larson A lot of guys go out looking for a virgin to marry. I consider that to behigh risk. A woman who “saves herself” for her wedding night is someone withan uptight attitude about sex. Odds are that she has kept her legs clampedtogether for so long that it has become a habit. Her unfortunate husbandwill have to deal with that. I speak from experience.So, for my second wife, I made a point of picking a woman who had ademonstrated appetite for sex. What I’m saying is that I knew going in thatI wasn’t married to a nun. On the contrary, I knew that Cheryl was an a****lin the bedroom, and I knew that she had been around. What I didn’t know-andwhat I think even she didn’t know-was just how far sexual excitement wouldtake her. Well, we found out on a weekend camping trip last summer. It was aspur of the moment thing. We looked out the window one Saturday morning inAugust, and decided to toss some things in the car and head for themountains. No specific plans, just a wish to get away from the city.We found a nice Forest Service campground next to the Skykomish River, anhour’s drive from Seattle. There were tents set up in some of the sites, butnobody around; and we found a vacant spot in a far corner of the campground.We set up camp and made a quick lunch, then went off to explore the area.Cheryl was wearing tight fitting stonewashed denim shorts that showed thatshe had great legs and a 100% fat-free butt. Very nice. Her matching top wasone of those long-sleeved shirts that ties in the front leaving her midriffbare. It had buttons, but she left them open, so that her soft cleavageshowed enticingly. The tips 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 ever saw her. I lovedit. After hiking around all afternoon, we returned to the still vacantcampground and opened a bottle of wine.We sat in our lawn chairs, resting our feet on the picnic bench, sippingwine and chatting the kind of chat that leads to good sex. When it was timeto make dinner, the wine bottle was empty and we both felt a comfortableglow. We opened another bottle of wine for dinner. As we were finishingdinner, we heard an old Chevy pickup rumble into camp, to one of the siteswhere the tents were set up. I had been wondering where everyone was. Twomore pickups came in and parked at the other occupied campsites. It lookedlike a bunch of guys who had been out fishing all day, though I didn’t seeany fish. What I did see was eight “outdoorsman” type guys who had obviouslyconsumed an excessive quantity of beer.I glanced at Cheryl, and she looked back with raised eyebrows. Well, we hadknown all along that we weren’t going to have the place to ourselves, but itwas nice while it lasted. Maybe these guys would just pass out quietly andleave us to enjoy ourselves. We could hear rowdy laughter and a lot of loudtalk while we washed our dishes and put things away. It wasn’t dark yet, butunder the canopy of fir trees darkness would come quickly, so I decided tolight the Coleman lantern. I was just hanging the lantern on a branch when Iturned to see one of the cowboys approaching our camp. I was not surprisedthat his eyes were locked on Cheryl. He asked if we had some matches hecould borrow. Odd question, since he was smoking a cigarette at the time. Hecontinued eyeing Cheryl after I tossed him a book of matches. “Pretty niceplace up here,” he said. “Nobody ever comes around after sunset. Guess it’lljust be us for 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 might be changing,” hesaid, casting a suggestive grin at Cheryl. It was time to put an end tothis. “Well,” I said, “the fishing ought to be pretty good early in themorning. I think we’ll turn in early.” He didn’t take the hint. “Name’sCarl,” he said to Cheryl. “Nice to have some pretty scenery up here, and Iain’t talking about the trees.” He didn’t even look at me. I turned quicklyat the sound of footsteps behind me, and found three more of the cowboysapproaching. “Watcha got going over here?” one of them asked drunkenly. Carlsaid, “I just found the prettiest little piece of real estate in the county.Was just making friends.” “Looks like the prettiest little piece of ass inthe county to me,” commented one of the others. That was enough. “You’llhave to excuse us. We’ve got some things to do,” I said, moving towardCheryl.Carl stepped in front of me and sneered, “I think we got some things to do,too. Whaddya say guys?” “Oooh, I think I could do with some of that,” saidone of the guys behind me. Carl stood his ground right in front of me, andsaid, “I think your little sweetheart here is going to suck my dick. What doyou think about that?” “I think you better get the hell out of here,” Ianswered. I looked at Cheryl, who was frozen in place. Our eyes met, and Icould see her shock and fear. I tried to step around Carl, but he put upboth his hands and shoved me backward into the arms of the drunks behind me.They grabbed and held on. Carl stepped between Cheryl and the picnic table,unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans as he moved. He dragged hisalready hard dick out over the top of his shorts and waved it at Cheryl. Ina move so quick that she couldn’t move, Carl grabbed Cheryl by the hair andpulled her roughly toward him. “Come on, honey, you know you want to suckit,” he leered. I struggled to get loose from the guys holding me, as Carlheld Cheryl by the hair with one hand and untied her blouse with the other.The blouse fell open and her breasts came free. Cheryl quickly covered herbreasts with her hands. I could see nothing but helpless fear on her face.Carl leaned back against the picnic table, legs slightly kadıköy escort spread, with hispants open and his dick sticking out toward Cheryl. Still holding her by thehair, he shoved her roughly to her knees in front of himself. With bothhands he pulled her forward until his dick was against her face, and herubbed it against her lips. “Come on, honey, open up and take it in,” hecommanded. He forced his dick against her lips and into her mouth, keeping afirm grip on her hair with both hands. I saw Cheryl gag as he pulled herhead against him, forcing his dick down her throat. I was struggling to getaway from the drunks, and for an instant I got one arm loose. More handsgrabbed me, and I realized that the rest of the guys had come over to watchthe “fun.” Someone told me that if I kept fighting he’d knock my teeth out.That’s when someone kicked me in the balls and left me helpless and gasping.Carl was forcefully pulling Cheryl’s head up and down his dick, and Cherylhad to let go of her breasts to catch her balance. Her hands landed on theonly thing there was to hold onto, the top of Carl’s jeans. She held ontight while Carl fucked her mouth. Her breasts jiggled and bounced whileCarl jerked her around by the hair. Irrationally, I noticed that her nippleswere hard and standing straight out. I could see that Carl was trying towork his way backward onto the picnic table. He was wiggling his ass up ontothe table, trying at the same time to squirm out of his jeans. After aminute or two, he suddenly released Cheryl’s hair to put his hands on thetabletop and push himself up. With Cheryl still grasping them, Carl’s jeansslid off his ass as he scooted onto the table.I was still gasping for air and feeling the intense pain in my groin, but Iwas stunned to see that even though Carl had let go of her, Cheryl was stillworking her mouth up and down Carl’s dick! I could see her cheeks suck in,and it dawned on me that she was acting voluntarily, even enthusiastically.For an instant, it occurred to me that she probably just wanted to get himoff as quickly as possible just to get rid of him. But I lost that hopequickly when Carl reached down and brushed Cheryl’s blouse off hershoulders. Cheryl released Carl’s jeans and shook her arms from the sleevesand let her blouse fall to the ground. When she returned her grip to Carl’sjeans, she started tugging them forcefully down, pulling off his shoes andsocks as he did. All the while, she continued sucking on Carl, makingslurping sounds and little moans. Now free of his jeans, Carl startedsliding himself back on the table top, until he could lie back with his legsspread wide. Cheryl followed him, all the while working her mouth up anddown Carl’s thick, hard dick. I watched in stunned amazement as she reacheddown and unfastened her shorts and began to wriggle out of them. Theydropped lightly to the ground, and the wet spot was conspicuous in thecrotch of her panties as she bent over the table.One of the other drunks stepped forward and started fondling Cheryl’s ass. Iwatched him clap his hand over the wet spot in her panties and massage herhairless mound through the thin fabric. Cheryl was now licking and runningher tongue around the head of Carl’s dick, holding his legs apart as if shethought he might try to get away. I was starting to breathe more easily whentwo more cowboys, both stripped naked and sporting full- fledged hard-ons,stepped up to Cheryl. One sat on the edge of the table next to Carl’s hipsand reached down to fondle Cheryl’s breast. The other started rubbing hisdick against Cheryl’s panties while the guy who had been there quicklystripped off his clothes. That guy moved around so he could squeeze Cheryl’sother breast. Meanwhile, Cheryl had gotten hold of the guy on the otherside, and was stroking his dick. In a moment she had a dick in her otherhand as well, and still she was working on Carl, now slowly teasing up anddown. The guy behind her pulled her panties off and started running his handover the pussy that she had just shaved that morning. His fingers slideasily into the wet pink folds, and I could see Cheryl arch her back andpivot her hips to open her pussy wider. From my place a couple of yardsaway, I could see her gaping open. I realized suddenly that the guys hadloosened their grip on me and were no longer pinning me to the ground. Acouple of them were already naked, looking for some way to get into theaction, and the other two were pulling at their clothes while maintainingonly a token grip on me. I didn’t try to get away, though. Maybe I knew thatthey’d just kick me in the balls again. But the truth is that I knew therewas no reason to get away. I couldn’t save Cheryl. She didn’t want to besaved.She gave little teasing sucks to each of the dicks she was holding in herhands, always going back to Carl, who was clearly on the verge. I think shesaw Carl’s abdomen begin to contract, so she closed her lips around him andbegan to work furiously up and down. Carl shuddered, and hips thrashed upand down, while Cheryl sucked and gulped and swallowed the hot fluid thatgushed down her throat. With a start, I realized that Cheryl was twitchingand wiggling in an orgasm of her own. And I was even more startled to becomeaware that I had such a hard-on of my own that pre-cum had soaked clearthrough my shorts, making a dark wet spot. Cheryl sucked Carl dry, while oneof the guys who had been holding me climbed up to straddle Carl and put hisdick in front of Cheryl. She climbed clear up onto the table, so that shewas on her hands and knees between Carl’s legs. The guy behind her followedher onto the table and knelt behind her. He ran his dick against her pussy,and Cheryl rotated her hips so he could plunge in. He held onto her hips andbegan rapidly pumping in üsküdar escort and out. I could see Cheryl’s juices running downher thighs and knew she was thoroughly enjoying all that was happening.She continued working on the three dicks around her, while the rest of theguys moved in to get any piece of the action they could manage. They weregroping for her breasts, reaching beneath her to tease her pussy while theguy behind her, whose name I now knew to be Robbie, continued to fuck her. Ifound myself looking for some way to join in; but I held back, not wantinganother kick in the balls. I heard a loud groan as one of the guys up frontunloaded all over Cheryl’s face and hair and shoulders before she was ableto pull his dick into her mouth and gulp down his last few surges of cum. Atthe same time, Robbie doubled over Cheryl’s back and shot his load in hercunt, which was visibly quaking in Cheryl’s second orgasm. Robbie backedout, and I again had a brief view of Cheryl’s gaping pussy. Everything waswet, and her swollen, pink folds were protruding hugely in front of herslit. I had never seen her like this. It was as if her pussy was simplyoverflowing. It was impossible to imagine that everything I could see hadbeen neatly hidden inside that little slit just half an hour before. The guywho was called “Beavis” by his friends climbed onto the table and jammed hiscock into my wife, and I watched her start working her hips so that Beavisjust knelt there watching Cheryl’s cunt slide up and down his dick. She wasin a frenzy, and one of the guys up front shot a stream of cum in the air.It landed in her hair and on her back; and as she continued jacking him off,he shot streams into her face and on her neck. She had already brought fourguys off. Five if you count the guy who shot his load while just watching.The guy straddling Carl was coming, and Cheryl was sucking and gulping hiscum. Her pussy contracted in her third orgasm, and that brought Beavis to aquick end, as he pumped a huge load deep into her overflowing cunt. She wasso wide open that Beavis just sort of fell out, while still hard. Meanwhile,Carl had worked his way further under Cheryl so that he could suck herbreasts and grope her pussy. I watched him slide a finger up and down herhot pink racing stripe. The one guy (other than me) who still hadn’t cometook his turn in front of Cheryl, and she swallowed his dick as if she werestarving. Carl slipped a finger into Cheryl, pulled it back out and insertedtwo. I could see him move his fingers around inside my wife, and work athird finger in. Cheryl was squirming her hips around, trying to get themost of what was happening. She spread her knees further apart on the tableand sucked in her abdomen, trying to open herself still wider.At the same time, Cheryl was stroking-off the guy up front while teasing thehead of his dick with her tongue. His load caught Cheryl full in the face onthe first shot. As it ran down her chin onto her chest, Carl had to dodgehis friend’s cum as it dripped from her. He turned her around above himselfso that she was straddling his chest. He ran his hands up and down theinsides of her thighs and over her pussy, and he again started sliding hisfingers in out of her hole. He had a hard-on again, and Cheryl was leaningdown to drag her breasts against it when she and I made eye contact for thefirst time since Carl had first grabbed her hair. There was an instant ofanxiety as each of us wondered what the other was thinking, then my wifemotioned for me to come to her. I got up and stood in front of her at theedge of the table. She grabbed my face and pulled me to her and gave me adeep kiss, wet with the cum of four or five other guys. As odd is it sounds,there was something incredibly exciting about it.With some frenetic help from Cheryl, I pulled my shorts and t-shirt off. Mylovely, delicate wife let out a loud groan as Carl forced his entire handinto her cunt. I think there must have been some pain, because she had neverbeen opened up that wide before. Never even close. But if there was anypain, she showed no sign of it. Instead, she wiggled her hips around as ifto better accommodate what was inside her. She coaxed me up onto the tablewhere she could get her mouth on my dick. She sucked hard, and I fucked hermouth with complete abandon. At some point, Carl pulled his hand out andslid up beneath Cheryl until she could sit down on his dick, while she wasstill sucking on mine. 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 she started rocking slowlyon Carl’s dick, while holding onto me by the hips and pulling me into hermouth. I was starting to come and wanted to hold back, but she wouldn’t letme. Relentlessly, she moved her mouth up and down my dick, sucking harduntil I broke loose and gushed cum into her throat. She dropped her handsfrom me while still sucking my last spurts. I was holding her shoulders,trying to catch my breath.Bodies were close on both sides of me, and once again Cheryl was jerking offtwo more guys. When she knew I was finished, she released my dick and againfound my mouth with hers, still half filled with my cum. She kissed me longand deep, and I found myself gulping my own cum from her mouth andswallowing it. Carl was coming inside her, and Cheryl was furiouslyhammering the guys next to me. When she broke the kiss, she looked straightinto my eyes for a long moment, then closed hers and sat up straight andpressed herself clear down as Carl expended himself. Cum was flowing out ofCheryl and dripping down over the matted hair on Carl’s balls.I backed off the table and let Cheryl pull the two guys together in front ofher, and she was rubbing their dicks together and trying to suck them tuzla escort bothat once. Well, her cunt could have opened wide enough, but her mouthcouldn’t, so she just went from one to the other and back. When she finallylifted herself off of Carl, his dick was soft and he slid out from beneathher. Someone had brought some beers over from the other campsite, and Carlgrabbed one and cast a malicious grin at me.The table was smeared with cum, and I wondered irrationally how many peoplewould set out their dinner there without knowing what had caused the stains.I reached up and wiped a river of cum from Cheryl’s leg with my bare hand,and added it to the mess on the table. I did it again to her other leg,while one of the guys 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 presshard against my hand, which slipped with remarkable ease into her distendedhole. I pushed in until she would hold no more, and I could feel her insidesmoving. Cheryl was wriggling around, fucking my fist and sucking off the guyup front. I was hard again, so I took the position where Carl had been,sliding through the puddles of cum until my hard-on was touching Cheryl’scunt. With a kind of a slosh, she sat down on my dick. There were guysfondling her breasts, and she was jerking off one of them. The guy she hadbeen sucking climbed up on the table and was standing where Cheryl couldpull him into her mouth, with one hand behind his ass. After a minute ofmouth fucking, that guy was ready to explode when Cheryl grabbed his dickand finished him by hand. She aimed him down at her breasts and let himempty himself on them. He rubbed his cum around her nipples and all over herbreasts, then he stepped out of the way and let someone else take his place.The jerk-off guy shot his load right over Cheryl’s shoulder onto my chest.I was still hard inside my wife, and she was rocking hard and fast, but Iwasn’t coming. She was, though, and she clamped her cunt tightly shut on mydick while she shook and trembled for several more moments. I startedthrusting my hips, and she lifted off just enough to let me move, while shestarted sucking the guy who was standing in front of her with his hands onher head. There were four or five of the cowboys now sitting around drinkingbeer and laughing, now just happy spectators. A guy was licking Cheryl’stits, and she coaxed him to a position where she could reach his dick. Icould feel things starting to build up in my own, so I pulled Cheryl downand got as far into her as I could. I held it back, savoring the moment. Itbuilt up, and it was getting harder to hold it back. The slurping sound Icould hear told me that Cheryl was finishing off the standing guy; and whenhe stepped down, the jerk-off, tit licking guy moved over in front of mywife. He sat on the table in front of her and leaned back until his headhung over the table. Cheryl bent over and closed her mouth over the guy’shard-on. She gave me two or three hard pumps with her cunt, and I explodedinside her. She pumped up and down, thoroughly draining me, and kept pumpinguntil I simply fell out. She immediately moved up and dropped her pussy ontothe jerk-off guy.She started rocking her hips, and I knelt behind her to reach around and cupher breasts, which were bouncing and jiggling as she rocked faster andfaster. Her hands went up into her hair, and she tilted her head back witheyes closed. Then there was another guy standing in front of her, touching afresh hard-on against her lips. She parted her lips and let him startfucking her mouth, while she fucked the jerk-off guy and I held herslippery, cum-covered breasts and kissed the back of her neck. The guy onthe bottom came first, and moments later the stand-up guy blew his load; andCheryl was again seized by spasms of an orgasm. And I had another hard-on!In my life, I had never, ever gone for a threepeat. Cheryl could feel merubbing against her back, and when the one guy stepped off the table, shelifted her pussy off the limp remains of the jerk-off guy and bent forwardto present her hole to me. As I slipped in, I felt a gush of cum forced out.This time I didn’t make any attempt to hold back. I pounded in as if I wastrying to win a race. It was just Cheryl and me, and the spectators werecheering 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 the table, and she let meslam it home. Clear in and clear out, with each thrust I was pushing airinto her cunt, and as I bottomed out the air would be forced out withobscene wet farting noises. The cowboys laughed and cheered and gulped theirbeer. It didn’t take long for me to come. Whatever feeble amount of cum leftin me was transferred to Cheryl’s swimming cunt. She too, collapsed into aweak, exhausted orgasm. Someone handed me a beer, and I shared it withCheryl, both of us sitting in the puddles on the table. Cheryl’s puddlecontinued to grow, but her enlarged pink folds began to recede back into hercrack.The cowboys chatted, mostly to each other, for a short while; then gatheredup their s**ttered clothing, and prepared to go back to their own campsite.Carl raised his beer in a toast, and others joined. I raised mine, andCheryl smiled and bowed in acknowledgment. She had just fucked and suckedthe daylights out of nine guys, bringing off each of us at least twice. Istopped trying to keep track. She was a cum-covered mess, and yet wassomehow the most desirable woman I had ever seen. We took towels and walkeddown to the ice-cold river and waded into a little pool. We washed andshampooed, ignoring the soapy harm we were doing to the river. When we gotout of the water, my dick and balls were so shriveled that I might have beenmistaken for a woman if I’d had tits.At last, in our tent, I lay back, ready to fall asleep. It was still toowarm to get into the sleeping bag, and Cheryl lay naked on my chest. Herhand covered my crotch, adding welcome warmth. I lay there letting hersqueeze and fondle my dick, coaxing it back to life. Then she startedlicking and sucking. She was slow and deliberate, but I was simply used up.She still had me in her mouth when we both fell asleep.The End