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Introduction:

The fish aren't biting, but Becca is.

II was eighteen when I met Ralph. He was twenty, a bit overweight, and not an athlete. Ralph was a big gamer who liked smoking weed, so we got together. He was very jealous and was deathly afraid of me fucking other guys, and with good reason. In high school, I was pretty much of a slut. Everyone in school knew it, and so did Ralph. I was surprised he went to my high school because I never remembered fucking him, one of the few guys I didn't.

I can't say I was in love, but Ralph liked spending money on me, and he liked fucking me but wasn't very good at it. His budding pot business kept him in cash and me in new clothes, which kept me around. Ralph would take me fishing with him; fishing was something Ralph loved, but we never caught anything significant. One night, I entered Ralphs's apartment and found him so excited. He had gone out and purchased all new fishing gear,

"Becca, we're going to Canada fishing," he exclaimed.

"Wait, what?" I replied befuddled.

"Yeah, to a fly-in lodge in Manitoba, Canada," he shouted.

"Um, Ralph, why don't you just go? I'm not that keen on fishing," I explained.

"Fuck no, I'm not leaving you alone for five days," he snapped.

"Five days of fishing will kill me. It's so boring," I pleaded.

"Well, it's only four days at the camp, and they have internet, so we can game while we're there. Plus, I'll buy you some new things for the trip," he reasoned.

"Fine, when is it?" I relented.

"We leave a week from today," he beamed.

The week went fast, and we went shopping for clothes. I got some new lace panties and a couple of new bikinis. I wanted a mini sling bikini, but he said I might as well be nude, so I settled on two new micro bikinis. One was white, and the other black. They were micro bikinis, so they didn't cover much, just enough to be legal. I couldn't wait to lay on the beach and work on my tan while Ralph fished. When the day arrived, we flew to Manitoba and stayed the night in a hotel. Ralph sent me down to the bar to grab some beers. I walked into a bar loaded with guys, and as I worked my way thru the crowd, I felt hands on my butt, but I just ignored it,

"Hey, hottie, can we buy you a drink before we take you upstairs?" one guy yelled.

The whole bar laughed as I ordered beers for Ralph. A guy next to me propositioned me.

"Baby, I got two hundred burning a hole in my wallet. What do you say we take off?" he said drunkenly.

"I can't. I have a boyfriend," I responded sharply.

I grabbed the bag of beers and left, again getting my butt fondled. I didn't mention it to Ralph because he'd be pissed at me. Ralph stayed up late drinking and gaming while I went to sleep, as we had to be up at five a.m. the following day. I woke up to the alarm and had a tough time getting Ralph up, but we made it to the lobby in time to get the van to the float planes. The lobby was full of men waiting for rides, taking them to their fishing destinations.

Ralph went to get us some coffee, and I felt every eye in the room undressing me,

"What lodge are you headed to, sweetie?" a tall, muscular guy asked.

"I don't know. My boyfriend didn't tell me," I said, feeling foolish.

He looked me up and down,

"It's OK, you're not going there to fish anyway," he chuckled.

"And what do you mean by that?" I asked angrily.

"Have you been to a fishing camp before, hun?" he asked.

"No, it's my first time," I snotted back.

He smiled at me and looked me over,

"Well, you'll be working many poles; they just won't be fishing poles," he said with a broad grin.

Ralph returned with our coffee, and I turned away from the man. A man walked into the hotel lobby and announced,

"Great North Lodge, let's go."

"That's us," Ralph said.

We grabbed our gear and headed to the vans, and I noticed that six men followed us to the vans, including the man who was talking to me. The ride was half an hour, and it was a quiet ride, as everyone was still waking up. I noticed Ralph and the man I had been talking to making small talk as we approached the plane. As the van was being unloaded and reloaded on the plane, I noticed the group of six men huddled together and talking.

"OK, let's get the passengers loaded," The pilot bellowed.

"Ralph, you've never been in a bush plane before. Take the jump seat next to the pilot," one of the men shouted.

"Fucking cool, thanks, Tom," Ralph responded.

As Ralph jumped to the front of the plane, the man I had talked to in the hotel lobby came over and put his arm around me,

"No problem, Ralph," He responded, hugging me tightly.

He smiled at me, and I forced a small smile in return. His five friends boarded the plane, and it was just him and I.

"Hop in, young lady," he ordered.

I climbed the steps to the plane and stepped inside. I immediately turned toward the front of the aircraft and then stopped. Ralph was in the cockpit with the pilot, leaving me in the back with six strange men. I turned around, and all the seats were filled except two seats in the far reaches of the plane. I swallowed hard and went to the back, sitting against the wall. Tom, as Ralph called him, sat next to me.

"Buckle up, young lady; these flights can get bumpy," he said, smiling broadly.

I buckled myself in, and then I looked at him. He towered over me. He was very fit. He removed his jacket, revealing a broad chest, and his hands were massive and weathered-looking. He turned to me and offered me his hand,

"My name is Tom; what's yours?" he asked softly.

"My name is Becca I said meekly as I took his hand.

My hand disappeared into his as he closed his hand on mine.

"How old are you, Becca?" he asked.

"I just turned eighteen," I replied.

"Well, I'm glad to hear that. I thought you were jail bait," He chuckled.

I thought to myself, why would he be glad? But I passed it off. The plane took off. Ralph was absorbed with the gages and knobs, never looking back at me again.

"So that's your boyfriend in the jumpseat up there?" Tom asked.

"Yes, we're very much in love and going to get married soon," I lied.

"Uh-huh, I'm sure," Tom responded.

"You're insulting, do you know that?" I retorted.

"I don't mean to be Becca; I'm just being honest. How long have you dated him?" he probed.

"Two months," I announced proudly.

"And you're going to marry him, that's bullshit," Tom laughed.

My mouth dropped open. I could not believe the audacity of this man,

"Anyway, it's none of your business," I huffed.

I folded my arms and sat there. I knew he was right, but I was mad at how easily he could read me.

"How much longer is this flight," I demanded to know.

"Another forty minutes," Tom replied.

"Well, I'm fucking hot," I announced.

"Well, we can solve that," Tom said, smiling.

"Take off your coat, Becca," he said.

"No, I'll be fine," I answered.

"Take it off," he growled.

I looked at him, and his smile had disappeared. He seemed very stern, and I began to get nervous. He leaned forward and unbuckled my seat belt, and I was shaking now.

"Scoot forward in your seat," he demanded.

I put my hands on my seat and pushed myself forward a bit. He reached over and unzipped my leather jacket.

"Please, Stop, Tom," I begged.

I looked up, and his friends were watching and nodding to each other. Tom reached around me and pulled my coat from my shoulders, revealing a thin white tube top and lots of skin.

"Damm, girl," He laughed.

Tom pulled my coat off and set it in the aisle beside him. I tried to cover my semi-exposed breasts, but he stopped me. He took my arms and lifted them over my head.

"Keep those right there, young lady," he ordered.

I froze as he grabbed my tube top and pulled it over my head and off my arms. I quickly covered my breasts and looked forward; his friends watched and high-fived each other.

"Please, Tom, give them my top back. It's embarrassing," I pleaded.

"Just trying to help you cool off, Becca," he laughed.

"Put your arms on the armrests and don't move them he ordered. I did as he said, and he began to fondle my breasts as his friends watched.

"I'm going to tell Ralph what you're doing," I sobbed.

"No, you won't. You don't want to see him get his ass kicked trying to defend you," Tom said matter-of-factly.

I didn't reply because I knew it was true. Ralph would try to defend me, and these guys would kick his ass.

"Come over here and sit in my lap, Becca," he ordered.

"Please, no more, Tom, Please," I begged.

"We're not going to hurt you, Becca. Just relax," Tom reassured me.

Slowly, I got up and sat in Tom's lap. He raised the armrests between our seats and laid me back in my seat.

"Please, Tom, I'm begging you, what if Ralph sees me?" I cried.

"He won't see us, don't worry, the guys will block his view," Tom responded.

Tom stretched my legs over his lap, unbuttoned my pants, and I closed my eyes. I heard the zipper of my pants being pulled down and then his big hands inside the waistband of my pants. He tugged them over my butt, picked my legs up, and set my feet in his lap and my knees in the air. Again, he tugged on my pants, and they were at my knees.

"Please don't take them off," again I begged.

He slipped them off my feet, dropped them in the aisle, and then removed my gym shoes. I watched as his hand reached inside my panties and slid them off me. I was completely naked now.

My hands covered my eyes in shame.

"OK, Becca, stand up and scoot into the aisle so the boys can see you," he said, grinning ear to ear.

"Oh God, no, I don't want them to see me naked, and what if Ralph sees?" I said, panicking.

"Becca, I want them to see what they're going to be fucking for the next four nights. And don’t worry, Ralph is preoccupied with the pilot. I tipped him fifty bucks to keep his attention up front," he revealed.

"He's never going to let me out of his sight after this. There is no way you'll get me alone," I countered.

Tom leaned into the aisle,

"Ben, Ben, close the curtain a bit so he can't see back here; I have a treat for you guys.

Ben slowly and quietly slid the curtain that separated the cockpit from the cabin.

"Well, Becca, I got you naked in the plane with him sitting right up there, didn't I?" He laughed.

"OK, stand up and walk out into the aisle and model your naked body for everyone to see," Tom ordered.

I slowly entered the aisle as the men smiled at me, taking in every inch of my naked body. As the men felt me up, I walked up the aisle, then turned back to Tom.

"Very sexy young lady," Tom commented.

"Tom, can we fuck her now?" one asked.

"No, unfortunately, we don't have time; she'll fuck all of us tonight," Tom said confidently.

I stood in the aisle next to Tom; he reached between my legs and felt my pussy; I was dripping wet. He stuck in his finger, my pussy offering no resistance. He pulled it out and sucked on it.

"Boys, she's dripping wet, and her little tight pussy tastes like honey," Tom announced.

That brought a response from the crowd.

OK, back in your seat, Becca," Tom ordered.

"Can I have my clothes back now, please?" I asked.

"Not till we land, baby. You've got some work to do first," Tom answered.

I looked at him, wondering what that would be. Tom leaned back and stretched out his legs; I noticed the massive bulge in his jeans.

"No, Tom, please, not here on the plane in front of everyone," I pleaded.

"Un-buckle my pants, baby, and pull the zipper down," He ordered.

I looked, and everyone on the plane was watching; I sat on the edge of my seat and unbuckled his belt, un-snaped his pants, and pulled his zipper down. The considerable bulge blossomed as his pants split open,

"OK baby, pull my pants down," he whispered.

Tom lifted his butt, and I slid his pants down to his boots; I looked up front, and everyone was on the edge of their seats. I didn't need to be told what to do next; I'd been at this point often. I took the band of his underwear and pulled them down, I was bent over his waist, and his enormous cock sprung forward, slapping me in the face.

"Holy Fuck," I sighed.

I stared at the long thick veiny cock that stretched at least a foot into the air. It was huge, not only long but super fat.

"You Like Becca?" he asked with a smile.

I was awe-struck at its size, and he didn't have a hair anywhere to be seen. It was gorgeous.

"Go ahead, baby; it's all your's for the next fifteen minutes," he said, smiling.

I looked at the rest of the guys. I could tell they were waiting to see what I would do, but Tom already knew what I'd do. I reached out and looked, took hold of it, and felt it with both hands; it was very warm, too big for just one hand; I stroked it up and down as my eyes scoped out the most enormous cock I'd ever seen. I looked at Tom as the monster jumped at my touch.

"Go ahead, baby, give the boys a show," he said softly.

I lay in his lap, and kissed the head before running my lips down the underside of it, Fuck, it was big. I licked it and kissed it, lifting it to suck his hairless balls; his sack was enormous, I couldn’t imagine how must sperm they held, But I knew I'd find out soon. I opened my mouth and took the head in my mouth, it was fucking fat, but I thought I could manage it. Tom gently patted my hair and rubbed my head as I made my assault on the massive pole.

I stretched my mouth wide and pulled back my teeth as his python began to disappear into my mouth. I rested when I had about eight inches in my mouth, and I could feel the head of his cock at the back of my mouth.

"It's OK if you can't take it all. No woman can," he said proudly.

It was slick, and I had excess saliva in my mouth. I looked him in the eyes and then plunged my mouth down on the rock-hard shaft. I could feel it bend, and my eyes began to water as the rest of the cock slid into my receptive throat. Tom jumped in his seat,

"Holy fuck, she swallowed it," he yelled.

"The cabin erupted, as the guy couldn't believe his cock was all the in my throat. I fought to breathe through my nose. My nose was against his belly as I relaxed and began to suck his cock. It appeared and disappeared into my throat. Tom took out his phone and began to film me.

"Fuck you can see my cock in her throat, holy fuck,: he said excitedly.

Suddenly everyone had their phone out, filming me naked, sucking on Tom's foot-long cock. I picked up the pace and gave them a show, pulling all the way out and then plunging it back in my throat. I could taste Tom's baby batter, and the scent filled my sinuses. I was in heaven. I squeezed his vast sack, and he moaned loudly. I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I started twisting my mouth from side to side on his cock, I felt it swell in my mouth, and I felt a huge bump on my lower lip. He erupted in my throat, rising off his seat,

"Oh holy fuck, I'm coming," he squealed.

Rope after rope of sperm shot into my throat and slid into my belly. It seemed like he came forever. Soon, it became a stream of sperm running out of the tip. I pulled it out of my throat and rubbed the underside of his crown with my lower lip, tightening my grip on it. Again, he rose out of his seat and squealed as the pleasure was too much for him to handle. Tom slumped into his chair. I licked and sucked his cock clean before putting it back in his underwear.

"Becca, step into the aisle and face the boys. Take pictures of her guys, and she's the best cocksucker on earth and ours for four days," Tom announced, exhausted.

"Can I have my clothes now," I asked politely.

Tom waved his hands over them, and I picked them up and crawled into my seat.

"We're landing," I heard from the pilot, his cue for us to get her dressed.

The plane pulled up to the dock, the door opened, and people started un-boarding. Tom grabbed my arm.

"Watch and see what cabin we're in. We'll devise a plan to get you free," Tom alerted me.

"OK, good luck with that," I said.

Tom got up and de-planed, and I was right behind him.

"Becca, that was fucking awesome riding up here. Did you enjoy the ride?" Ralph asked.

"Yes, it was quite a show, "I responded, smiling at Tom.

Tom's group was packing their gear on a flatbed to be taken to their cabin, and Ralph was securing our gear.

"Becca, are you hungry? They have breakfast ready for us at the lodge," Ralph offered.

"No, Babe, I'm full. I just ate a huge banana and cream that Tom offered me," I replied.

Tom and his group bust out laughing. Ralph looked at them, then at me. I shrugged my shoulders like I had no idea what it was all about. Ralph looked back at them wearily and then said,

"Let's go, Becca, I have all our stuff," Ralph barked.

I sat on the back of the flatbed while Ralph pulled it up to the cabins. Our cabin was next to the lodge before the significant community fire pit. I saw Tom's group pull their cart up to the big cabin next to us,

"Hey neighbors, looks like we're going to be next to each other. Don't be afraid to come over and borrow anything you need," Tom offered.

"Thanks, Tom. You're free to borrow anything I have," Ralph responded.

"I'm going to take you up on that, Ralph, Tom replied, winking at me.

Ralph informed me that he was going up to the lodge for breakfast. I told him I would be taking a nap.

"Stay in the cabin, Becca. I don't need you getting into trouble while I'm gone," Ralph ordered.

"Fine," is all I said, and then I slammed the bedroom door.

Ralph was gone for about five minutes when I heard a knock on the door, and it was Tom. I opened the door,

"He only went to breakfast. You can't fuck me now, Tom," I told him.

"I know, baby, but we plan to get rid of him for a few hours tonight. I just wanted to alert you," Tom informed him.

"Really? How are you going to do that? Kidnap him?" I laughed.

"No, we're going to pay the lodge manager to take him fishing tonight," Tom proudly stated.

"Ralph's going to make me go with him, Tom. He won't leave me alone here with a bunch of horny men.

"Well, we'll have to see how it plays out. Just be ready to fuck, if he falls for it," Tom offered.

I closed the cabin door without saying anything and returned to the bedroom for a nap. It was short-lived as Ralph burst in the door,

"Becca, come on, we're going fishing," Ralph bellowed.

"What the fuck Ralph, I was sleeping," I yelled.

"Come to the dock. Our guide is waiting for us," Ralph urged.

I put on a hoodie and headed to the dock. Fishing was the last thing I wanted to do at this point in the day. When I got to our boat, Ralph ran off the pier toward the lodge.

"Becca, I'm getting us beers. Get in the boat with Collen," Ralph yelled frantically.

I located our boat and stood on the dock.

"Are you Collen?" I asked.

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"The guide stood up in the boat and pulled his pants down, revealing his boxers with red hearts. He pulled his waistband away from his body and looked inside.

"Yep, that's what it says in there," Collen deadpanned.

I spun away laughing and then turned back to him.

"Nice shorts. Did you raid your sisters' pantry draw?" I responded, laughing at him.

"Oh, you're a sarcastic little tart, aren't you?" he countered.

"Nice to meet you, Collen. You're taking Ralph and me fishing today?" I asked.

"That's the plan, love," he said.

Collen extended his arm for me and helped me get into the boat. He explained about the life preservers and stuff like that.

"Is that how you're going out on the lake," He chuckled.

"What's wrong with it, "I asked, looking myself over.

"It looks like you're going to the pub for a pint," he laughed.

"Well, this is what I got," I simply stated

"Okey dokey then," he said.

Ralph came back, and we set out on the lake. It could have been a more fun day. First, it was cold, and it started to rain. Neither Ralph nor I had rain gear. Collen had an extra pair that Ralph and I split; I got the coat, and Ralph got the pants.

On top of that, we weren't catching any fish. I caught more fish than Ralph, with Collen helping me. But Ralph was pissed, especially when Collen told him he didn't know how to fish. I had to hide my laughter.

We went to shore lunch at noon after Collen caught enough for us to eat. Two boats were already there when we got to the shore lunch site. We got out of the boat and walked up to camp. Tom's group and four other guys stood by a roaring fire, and I made a beeline for it.

"Fuck am I cold," I cursed as I rubbed my hands together.

"Becca, is that all you wore out here?" Tom asked.

"Yeah, it's all I have, Tom," I stated.

"Didn't you buy clothes for the trip?" he asked again.

"Yeah, I got some sexy panties," I offered.

All the men around the fire laughed and shook their heads. Tom motioned me toward him, opened his oversized coat, I took off my rain gear and Tom wrapped me up inside. It was so warm inside,

"Tom, he's going to flip out when he sees me here wrapped up in your coat," I alerted him.

"Ralph, your wife here is freezing. Didn't you bring her some warm clothes," Tom scolded him.

Tom had embarrassed Ralph in front of the whole group. There was no way he would lash out at me now.

"Yeah, sorry, I've never been up here before, and I'm unprepared for the weather," he said, ashamed.

"Ralph, when we get home tonight, send her to my cabin, and I'll fix her up with some big warm wool sweaters," Tom demanded.

"Yeah, I'll do that," Ralph replied softly.

Of course, Tom was taking full advantage of the situation. He had his arms inside his coat, and he had my tits out and was playing with them. But it felt good, and I was nice and warm.

"Fuck there aren't any fish in this lake at all," Ralph protested in front of the whole group.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" the guides said in unison.

They held up two stringers overflowing with large fish,

"Holy fuck, you guys caught all those?" Ralph shrieked.

"Shit, we threw back twice as many as that," Tom laughed.

I reached back and began rubbing Toms's cock. I unzipped him, took it out, and stroked it for him as we stood by the fire.

"You little slut," he whispered in my ear.

I smiled and grabbed him by the balls and squeezed.

"OH! Fuck," he shouted.

He was on his toes dancing around in place, and then I released him.

"Tom, you all right?" one guy in his party asked.

"Oh, shit yeah, I just got a cramp," Tom offered.

I continued to jerk him off, and he was getting pretty worked up. He fidgeted, shifting his feet as I stoked his massive cock with both hands.

"Oh fuck," he whispered.

I tightened my grip on his cock, and I knew he was losing it. Getting a handjob in the middle of a group of guys would revive any guy's motor. I had his cock between my legs, and now I was rubbing the underside of his fat purple head. I had him now.

"Oh fuck me," he moaned as cum splattered on the ground between our legs.

"Oh, man," he moaned as his balls emptied onto the ground.

Tom's friends were catching what was happening, and they smiled at me as I tried to remain straight-faced. Ralph, who was standing next to me, was clueless. His girlfriend had just jerked off a foot-long cock in his presence,

"Tom, how are you feeling?" one of his friends asked.

"Um, I'm much better now, thanks," he replied.

I kicked dirt over the puddle of cum on the ground and quickly ducked under his coat, and licked the cum off the head of his cock. Ralph walked away to grab another beer, and the whole group laughed.

"Are you all right there, buddy? Do you look a bit flush?" I said as I turned my head toward him.

Tom had a flustered look on his face, which quickly turned into a big smile.

"Oh, Becca, you're going to get it," he stated firmly.

"Promises, promises," I replied as I smiled back.

After lunch, we all loaded back in our boats and set out for an afternoon of fishing. Again, Ralph had a terrible time. In addition to not catching any fish, his gear was fouling on him. With Collen's help, I was catching fish, which pissed Ralph off even more. The rain had stopped, but it was still cold out on the big lake. I longed to be back inside Tom's oversized warm coat. Thankfully, five o'clock came quickly, and we headed in for the day. When we returned, a large fire was blazing in the firepit as ten fishermen stood around drinking and laughing.

Ralph headed straight for the firepit while I headed for the shower. It was beautiful. The hot water and steam thawed me out. I finished and dressed, contemplating heading out to the fire pit. I looked out the window. It looked like everyone in camp was out there. I noticed Ralph talking to the camp manager as he pounded beers. I put on the warmest clothes I had and went to join in. As I approached the fire, I encountered Tom's group first. Tom put his arm around me,

"Hey, you dirty little bird, are you ready for some dick tonight?" he whispered as he kissed my head.

"Umm, we'll see, I guess," I responded.

Tom introduced the men who would be fucking me later, as he put it.

"This is Ben, Edward, James, Bob, and Leo. We go fishing every spring," he told me.

"Hi, guys," I replied sheepishly.

I pulled away from Tom and started to make my way toward Ralph when another man stopped me,

"Well, hello, sweetie. Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" he said, smiling.

He was tall and fit, probably fortyish, ruggedly handsome, honestly my type of man.

"Umm, hi," I said softly, my eyes not meeting his.

He lifted my head by my chin, and our eyes met. I felt my pussy begin to stir.

"My, you are beautiful. My name is Ted, he said sweetly.

"Um, mine's Rebecca, but everyone calls me Becca," I shuddered.

"A pretty name for a pretty lady. Are you up here with your dad or family?" he asked, offering me a beer.

"No, I'm here with my boyfriend," I answered.

"Boy, he's a brave soul bringing you to a fishing camp. I hope he has a big stick to beat the horny guys off you," he laughed.

I just offered a half smile before he explained that he owned a printing company and shut down each year for a week. All the women got a week off with pay and the guys he took to this lodge fishing. His printers and sales staff were all avid fishermen. He explained that he knew the owner and had a free run of the camp when he brought up his boys. He said I was welcome to join them every evening at the fire pit if I wanted.

"Thanks, I'll let my boyfriend know. I need to find him, if you'll excuse me," I nervously stated.

"OK, Becca, see you later, I'm sure," He replied.

I looked around for Ralph, finding him by the dock, still talking to the camp manager. Walking around the fire pit, I heard someone yell, "Charlie?". I froze in my tracks and looked around. I have not had that name since I graduated from high school. A young man approached me, and I recognized him immediately. He was Denny O'Brien from school.

"Charlie, what the fuck are you doing here? Are you the entertainment?" he asked excitedly.

"Hi Denny, no, I'm not the entertainment. I'm here fishing with my boyfriend," I explained.

"Boyfriend? Who would date you?" he questioned.

" Denny? Do you Remember Ralph Peterson from school? He was older than us?"

"Oh, yeah, that stoner/gamer guy, yeah, I guess that makes sense," he laughed.

Denny explained that he was a printer, worked for Ted, and came here yearly.

That's nice," I replied, wanting to get away.

"So you ready for some fun this week? These guys get pretty horny up here, and they'll love getting into your pants," he said rudely.

"Sorry, Denny, I don't do that anymore. I have a boyfriend now.

As I walked away, I heard him say, "A tiger can't change its strips, Becca."

I was nervous now as I saw Denny and saw him point at me, probably telling them about my sorted sexual history in high school. When I was in High school, I was a total slut. By the time my first year started, I had sucked off or fucked many of the boys. So, my reputation preceded me. I was invited to a party during the first week of school and pulled a train for all the guys there. Denny and his friends from the car club at school had refurbished an old DeSota with a huge back seat. They padded the room between the back and front seats, making it a big bed.

Denny parked it in the parking lot at school and then waited for my mom to drop me off. They'd take off my clothes, and I'd fuck guys till the bell for the first period rang. Every day guys would look for his car and gather till it was their turn to fuck me. I'd entertain between two and four guys in the back seat. After school, Denny would take me to his house. He had a bedroom in his grandmother's house with an exterior entrance. I spent many hours each week fucking guys on his bed. So I figured Denny would tell his friend to expect all the sweet wet pussy they would want on this trip.

When Ralph and I entered the lodge, every eye was scoping me out. Guys stopped what they were doing, and the room got hushed as we sat at our table. I kept my eyes on the table and tried not to make eye contact with anyone.

"Hey, Babe, Eric, the camp manager, and his son said they'd take me out and teach me to fish tonight. There won’t be room for you. Do you mind staying in the cabin tonight?"

"If that's what you'd like, Ralph," I answered, resigned to my fate.

At the very least, I'd be fucking Tom and his crew. If Tom knew about my past, I might be fucking every man in camp. After dinner, Ralph and I returned to our cabin, and Tom awaited us.

"Hey Ralph, I'm going to steal Becca for a minute. I have a few warm sweaters she can look at. I'll have her back in a minute." He said, smiling.

"OK, but make it fast. I'm fishing soon, and Becca must be in the cabin before I leave," Ralph warned.

"You got it, boss," Tom said, smiling.

Tom wrapped his arm around me and led me to his cabin. I looked at the fire pit. Guys were gathering, all looking at Ralph and my cabin. I walked into Tom's cabin, and there was the dining room table moved against the wall and, in its place, a bed. His roommates came out of their rooms.

"We rearranged things for you, Becca," Tom said softly.

"I see you managed to get him lost tonight," I replied.

"Yeah, that was easy. Take off your clothes, and I'll get the sweaters for you to try on," Tom said, walking into his room.

I figured arguing with him about stripping to try on sweaters would be useless, so I just started taking off my clothes, which I arranged neatly on the bed. His roommates watched me strip.

How do you like it, Becca? any favorite positions?" Ben asked shyly.

"Whatever you guys want," you're making me do this.

Tom came out of the bedroom with three sweaters for me to try on. I picked a thick wool white Fisherman sweater. When I put it on, it clung to my body like a dress and reached my upper thigh. I could wear it as a dress if I chose. So I was naked under the sweater, which felt good.

"OK, Becca, you better get back now. He'll wonder where you are," Tom said.

"What about my clothes? You want me to go home like this?" I questioned.

"Yeah, he's not going to notice. That guy's an idiot," Tom told me.

I put on my shoes and started back to my cabin, and I heard guys in the fire pit calling to me," Becca come over and have a beer," "Come sit on my lap baby," "Cum party with us Becca," I ignored it all and went inside. Ralph was busy putting beers in his cooler and didn't even notice I was wearing a sweater.

"Are you sure you want to leave me tonight?" I asked, giving him one more chance to save me.

"You're fine," Ralph responded.

"OK, good luck," I replied.

I looked out the window as Ralph walked to the dock, and the guys in the fire pit stopped him to talk. I imagined they were asking how long he'd be gone so they could make their move. Our cabin had four bedrooms, and each had two single beds, so I knew Ralph and I wouldn't be sharing a bed, which was good because I was sure my pussy would be leaking cum all night long.

The group at the fire pit was growing larger. I noticed the windows had blinds, so I closed them. The doors didn't have locks, so I couldn't stop them from getting in. Then I heard a knock at the back door, and it was Tom.

"Come on, Becca, it's time," he said.

I put on my shoes and followed him out. It was only a few steps to his cabin, which was shielded from the fire pit. When I walked in, the other five roommates were in their shorts, sitting on chairs around the bed.

I pulled off my sweater and sat on the bed naked.

"OK, studs, take your best shot," I said.

The guys laughed, and Tom walked out of his room naked with his cock semi-hard. Bob jumped first and sat on the bed, pulling me down. Bob started to kiss me, and I responded by kissing him back. He played with my tits which made me moan softly. I grabbed his cock and started to stroke it. Bob had a nice cock, eight inches and nice and fat he was hard as a rock. Bob slid down to start sucking my tit and biting my nipple, making me yelp. I ran my hand through his hair as I began to moan openly.

My legs were spread wide, and Bob kissed his way down my stomach to my boiling-hot pussy.

"Fuck, she tastes like honey, and she's sopping wet," Bob moaned.

My back arched when his tongue found my swollen clit.

"OH, oh fuck yeah, Bob, go," I moaned out loud.

I saw Tom take a big swig of beer,

"This is one hot fucking little slut we've got here, boys," Tom summarized.

"Come on, Bob fuck her already, you're not on your honeymoon, for Christ sake," Leo piped in.

Bob was a talented pussy eater, and I ground my hips into his mouth as he ate me.

"Yeah, Bob, I'm going to cum," I screamed.

I lifted my spread legs, grabbed Bob's head, and ground my pussy into his face, and my hip bucked wildly.

"Look at her go," Jim exclaimed.

"Oh, oh, oh fuck," I screamed.

My body shook. I wrapped my legs around Bob's face and pulled him tight, and pleasure ripped through my body.

"Oh, fuck that was good," I shouted.

I released Bob's head, and he got off the bed looking dazed.

Bob's face was shiny, covered in my love juice.

"Jim fuck her and give Bob a break," Tom said

I spread wide for Jim. He positioned the tip of his cock in my honeypot and pushed, his cock slipping into my slippery fuck hole.

"Oh yeah, Jim, fuck me fuck me good," I cried.

Tom suddenly jumped up and ran to the window.

"Fuck, there are four guys on your deck Becca knocking on your door, what do they want? "Tom asked as he closed their blinds.

"They want what you're getting right now," I said.

"Yeah, like that, Jim, fuck me hard, fuck my cunt hard," I squealed.

Jim was huffing and puffing as he fucked me harder.

"Yeah, baby, fill my unprotected pussy with your sperm, give me a baby," I moaned knowing I couldn’t get pregnant.

"Oh fuck," Jim cried.

I felt his cock pumping his jizz into me.

"That's it, baby, fill me with baby batter," I moaned.

We lay there for a minute before he got up, and Bob made his way between my legs.

"Ready for sloppy seconds?" I moaned.

"No, I think I'll fuck that tight little ass of yours," Bob said.

I grabbed my legs and pulled them back, rolling on the small of my back and exposing my butt to Bob. He had a tube of lube he squeezed into my anus, the cold fluid pressed into me. Bob slapped his cock on my cunt a few times and stuffed his cock up my rump.

"Ugh, I moaned as his cock stretched my anus out of proportion.

His second push buried his tool deep in my bowels.

"Oh, God, that feels good," I moaned.

Bob started pumping his meat into my bowels, slowly picking up the pace.

"Oh Fuck, Bobby, you're going to have me coming in a minute," I squealed.

"Fuck is her ass tight," Bob cried.

"It won't be for too much longer," Tom added.

"Fuck me, fuck me," I squealed louder.

Bob pounded my ass and soon got the result I wanted.

"Oh, Oh fuck I'm coming," I cried out as my body convulsed.

Bob had reached the end of the line, and his cock exploded in my ass.

"Jesus Christ," he cried as his balls emptied their hot sperm into my anal cavity.

Bob pulled his limp cock from my ass and slid his cock in front of my face. I began to suck and lick it as I felt my legs re-adjusted. Leo hopped between my legs and shoved his cock into my wet cunt, and started fucking me.

"Pop, pop, pop, pop," the sound of our bodies colliding filled the room.

"Um, um, um, um, um," I moaned with Bob's cock still in my mouth.

I was getting ready for another orgasm as the two cocks in me brought me to the brink. Bob was hard again and fucking my mouth, as Leo bore down and was pounding my pussy into submission. It only took a few minutes, and I exploded gain, bringing Bob and Leo along. My body trembled as Bob's cock let loose in my mouth, cum wrapping around my tonsils, almost gagging me. Leo's cock jerked as his sperm filled my cunt, and our bodies thrashed about as the men transferred the cum to my body.

Leo collapsed on top of me, and Bob fell back in his chair. I panted, now getting exhausted from the constant action. As far as I knew, the main course had not been served yet. I lay there sweaty and exhausted, my legs spread and my knees in the air; I saw Tom get up from his chair, his cock pointing toward the ceiling as he walked up and dropped onto the bed.

"I've been waiting for this all day, little lady. I'm going to fuck you senseless," He said with a deadly serious look.

Tom took my legs and placed one over each shoulder as he scooted closer to me. His cock was now running between my legs and onto my stomach. I grabbed ahold of it.

"Do you know how to use this thing," I said playfully.

Tom didn't say a word. He lined up his cock to my fuck hole and rammed it home.

"OH! HOLY FUCK," I screamed as his shaft roared into my snatch.

"OH, OH, OH, OH, Fuck," I continued as my body rose off the bed.

My pussy was burning in pain as the walls tried to stretch to accommodate his massive dong. He only had half of it when he drove forward again, and four more inches slid inside.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, EASY," I begged loudly as my hands beat down on the bed.

My pussy throbbed and burned in response, Tom withdrew half of it, and I got a reprieve. Then he drove it in again, and I felt it sink in, pushing into my cervix.

"AGH, AGH, take it out, take it out," I cried as my head snapped back on the mattress.

I began openly sobbing and covered my face with my hands. Tom stopped the assault for a moment, rubbing my head.

"You know I had to do it this way. You never would have taken it all unless I forced it in," Tom whispered.

Tom kissed my forehead, and I looked down at my pussy,. I could see the outline of his cock in my belly, he slowly started to fuck me, and I could watch it move in me. At first, Tom was slow and deliberate, and the pain began to subside. I couldn't believe I had his whole monster cock inside my pussy; it didn't seem possible. I wrapped my arms around Tom's neck to hold on as his pace quickened and his cock pistoned in and out of my over-stuffed pussy.

"Oh, Oh, Oh," I moaned as every thrust bottomed out in me.

I felt so overstuffed that I tried spreading my legs to alleviate pressure. I looked at Tom's friends, who were riveted to the action, with a pained expression. Tom grabbed my legs and pushed them over my head so my head was between my knees.

"Oh, fuck," I mumbled.

Tom pushed his cock all the way into my pussy and re-positioned his hips so they were between my thighs. I knew I was going to get railed good. He started fucking me at a furious pace, his colossal ball sack slapping at my asshole.

"OH, OH, OH," I moaned loudly.

The walls of my pussy held on to his cock for dear life as he turned me inside out every time he pulled the shaft out of me. He bottomed out with every thrust, and I could feel the head enter my womb through my cervix. I could also feel a stir deep inside me, and I knew what it meant: I would have a monster orgasm. Tom fucked the daylights out of me for fifteen minutes before I lost my shit.

"OH MY GOD! " I screamed as my body went limp, and a tidal wave of pleasure washed over me. My sight became blurry, and I bit my lip as my pussy was electrified.

"Fuck me, Tom fuck me, fuck me harder," I screamed.

"Oh Shiiiit! " he moaned, and his cock exploded into my womb.

His cock was buried to the hilt, and I could feel his massive tool pumping rope after rope of fertile sperm into my womb. I imagined it splashing onto my fertile egg. I broke my legs free of his grasp and wrapped them around his waist as my hips furiously fucked him back.

"Splat, splat, splat, splat," our sexes collided in our juices.

"Fuck me, baby, fuck me," I whispered.

Tom collapsed on top of me, and we didn't move for some time. Finally, he pulled his cock out of me, which had a loud slurping sound as it popped out. Tom, Still on his knees, flipped me on my stomach and told me to get on my knees. I obeyed, looking between my legs and noticing he was still hard;

"Baby, I don't think my pussy can take anymore tonight," I said pleadingly.

"It's OK, Bec, I'm not going to fuck your pussy," he said, chuckling.

"Tom, no, wait, please," I begged.

I felt my butt cheeks spread and the monster head settle into my rosebud bunghole. I felt cold lube flooding the area, and then there was pressure. Then came the pain.

"ARGH! " I screamed as the head of his cock stretched my bunghole to open.

Tom pressed harder, his cock bending under the pressure, there was too much lube, and my bunghole never had a chance. I felt it was slowly giving way, and then, "POP," the head of his cock popped in.

"Owww, fuck pull it out, it's too big," I squealed thru my tears.

My pleas went unanswered as the shaft sank deeper into my ass.

"Ughhhhh," I moaned long and loud as it disappeared into my bowels.

"That went in pretty easy," Tom told his friends.

"Bugger the slut good Tom, make that hole bleed," one of them replied.

"I just want to fuck her, not hurt her, but she's going to get the shit fucked out of her," Tom responded.

Tom pummeled my asshole for an eternity before we came together. It felt like he turned me inside out. At one point, my anus clung to its abuser for dear life, my last orgasm drained the energy out of me, and when Tomm finished in my ass, I was lifeless. Tom came out of the bathroom with a washcloth and towel and cleaned up my pussy and asshole before dressing and sitting me up.

"I don't think I can walk," I mumbled.

Tom kissed my head and sat next to me.

"You did great tonight, baby," Tom whispered.

"Um, Tom, there at the dock," Bob announced.

"Fuck he was supposed to text me when they started in. Quick, get the back door," Tom yelled.

Tom scooped me up and ran through the door back to my cabin. Once inside, he said, "Where are you going to sleep, baby,"

I pointed to the room, and Tom laid me on a bed and covered me with a blanket.

"You stay in here and don't get up or make a sound. Go to sleep, and I'll take care of Ralph. I'll tell him you saw a bear, and it freaked you out, and you're asleep,"

"So I shouldn't say we fucked?" I asked deliriously.

"No, Becca, just go to sleep," Tom said softly.

Tom closed the door and sat on the couch just as Ralph entered.

"What are you doing here, Tom, where's Becca?" Ralph growled.

"Don't worry, Becca's fine. She saw a bear out back and freaked out. We heard her screaming, so I ran over. She was a wreck, so I had her go to bed, and I sat out here to keep her safe till you got home," Tom lied.

"Oh wow? Thanks, Tom. I appreciate you watching over her," Ralph replied.

"My pleasure, Ralph, she's a sweet young girl; you're a lucky man," Tom said, smiling.

"That sucks, The guys at the fire pit want to meet her, and we were going to have some beers," Ralph said disappointedly.

"Go ahead, Ralph. I'll sit here for a while and keep guard if you want a beer," Tom said happily.

"Oh, thanks, man. I'll go for a while if you don't mind," Ralph responded,

"Go for it, man," Tom encouraged him.

When Ralph left, Tom saw him talking to the guys at the fire pit. They kept looking at the cabin, thinking they lost another chance to get some pussy. Tom came into my room.

"How you doing, baby?" he asked sweetly.

"I'm OK, tired though," I said sleepily.

"I can understand why," Tom said, holding my cheek.

"Will you come back and check on me later tonight?" I asked softly

"Sure, baby, I'll be back later. You get some sleep now, OK," Tom answered.

Tom went out to the fire pit and watched Ralph make a fool of himself, getting roaring drunk, talking about things he knew nothing about, like sex and how to please a woman. He had already proven he didn't learn how to fish. When Ralph left the fire pit, no one felt bad about planning to fuck me. Tom ensured Ralph got home safe and figured he wouldn't wake any time soon, so he visited me.

Tom stripped and slipped into bed with me, gently waking me.

"Tom, you came back?" I said sleepily.

"Of course, baby, I told you I would. How are you?" he whispered.

"I'm good. I was dreaming about fucking," I said softly.

"You are a horny little shit, aren't you?" I asked.

"Fuck me again, Tom," I asked.

We fucked twice more that night, more like made love, Tom as very gentle and loving as we fucked, we kissed and sucked on each other, I had two more orgasms, and Tom came twice more. We had to cover each other's mouths when we got off so we didn't make noise. When Tom left, he covered me with extra blankets so I wouldn't be cold. He was so sweet.

I woke up early the following day, hearing a noise. I jumped out of bed and walked into the main room. I saw Collen setting down our morning coffee there, and he looked at me with a smirk. It was then that I realized I was naked.

"Oh, fuck, sorry," I laughed.

"No problem, miss. It will be warmer today, but that may not be the proper dress for the boat today," he laughed.

"Really? I may start a new trend, Collen," I responded, putting my hands on my hips.

"Well, I hope that would catch on," he kidded.

"How about pouring me some coffee," I asked.

"Sure, I'd love to. Is Ralph here?" he asked.

"He's dead drunk in his room. Why are you going to try and fuck me?" I laughed.

"No, ma'am, it's a bit early in the day for me to be thinking about shagging," he said straight-faced.

I laughed at Collen's response and enjoyed my coffee.

"Well, I've got other naked young girls who need their coffee, so I'd better get going. It will be warm today, so no. need to bundle up," Collen told me.

I figured I'd wear Tom's sweater on the boat; it was comfy, and I could be naked underneath it. I returned to my room and grabbed it, then headed to the bathroom to wash all of the previous night's sex off me. When I finished, I woke Ralph from his slumbers, and he was hungover and in a cranky mood. I had more coffee while I waited for him to shower, and we walked to the lodge for breakfast. Again, all eyes were on me, but now they were angry eyes. I'm sure they thought they were all getting pussy last night. Tom's group walked in, and Tom walked right up to our table and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Good morning, Becca. Did you sleep well after your fright last night?" Tom asked.

"Yes, thank you, Tom, for saving me. It was the biggest thing I ever saw. I thought it would eat me," I replied with a dirty smirk.

"Yes, thanks for taking such good care of her, Tom," Ralph said.

"Our pleasure, Ralph," Tom said, laughing as he walked away.

After breakfast, we gathered our fishing gear and headed to the dock. I stood by our boat while Ralph went to get ice and beer for the cooler. As soon as he walked away, Denny approached me.

"Becca, where were you last night? The guys wanted pussy," Denny asked, annoyed at me.

"Denny, I told you I don't do that anymore. I love Ralph," I lied.

"Yeah, Becca, I'm not buying that. Tonight, Ralph invited a couple of our guys over to do some gaming. And while Ralps is doing that, you'll be doing us out by the fire pit. Don't make me come find you," He ordered.

Denny walked away as Collen came up to the boat.

"A friend of yours, I assume?" Collen asked.

"I guess you could say that. I knew Denny in high school," I answered nervously.

"Well, I'm not one for gossip but last night after Ralph left, he was telling his mates around the fire pit, they'd be feasting on your pussy when he brought you out of the cabin, so I'd watch how you move around camp," Collen alerted me.

"Oh, thank you. I'll try to make Ralph stay close to me," I said, alarmed.

Fishing was slow in the morning. I caught a few with Collen's help, but Ralph was getting shut out and increasingly angrier.

"I can't believe I spent all this money to come here, and there's no fish," Ralph fumed.

"They're here, mate. Go stand on the bow and fish off there," Collen advised him.

"Spin around here, missy. It will be easier to fish if we're closer," Collen ordered.

I pulled my knees up to my chest and spun my body toward Collen when I lost my balance. I fell slightly backward, and to balance, I stuck my legs out and spread them. I looked up, and Collen's face was right between my legs, looking at my bald pussy. I sat up, embarrassed.

"That's a new look for you, ma'am," Collen said, laughing.

I just looked at my line in the water and kept fishing. Collen and I caught quite a few fish while Ralph continued his struggles. It was eleven o'clock, and we still had an hour of fishing before lunch, and I had to pee.

"Collen, hand me the pee bucket," I whispered.

"Excuse me, ma'am," he whispered.

I gave him an exasperated look, "Hand me the pee bucket," I whispered.

Collen shook his head, not understanding what I wanted.

"I have to PEE!" I said again.

"Oh, why didn't you say so," He laughed.

I took the bucket from him, hiked up the sweater in the front, and stuck the bucket between my legs, exposing myself to Collen. The look on his face was priceless. My pee hit the bottom of the bucket with a splashing sound, and I looked Collen in the eyes as I filled the pail. When I finished, I handed the bucket back to him. He looked at the contents and then at me.

"I'm not sure whether I should drink this or throw it overboard," He mumbled softly.

I smiled and went back to fishing. Collen told us to reel in as it was time to head for shore lunch. I spun around, and Collen let the boat engine roar as we sped across the lake. I could feel the cold air ruch under my sweater, teasing my bare pussy. It felt beautiful, and I spread my knees apart to get the full effect. It was getting me horny.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Collen whispered in my ear.

I cupped his cheek before he settled back in his seat. As we approached our shore lunch spot, I saw that the other boats were already there. Tom and his group of friends came to meet us.

"Ralph, how was fishing this morning?" Bob asked.

"It fucking sucked," Ralph said, his head buried in his tackle box.

I reached out to Tom to help me out of the boat. Instead, he reached under my sweater with both hands and lifted me out of the ship, exposing my pussy to everyone. Ralph didn't notice the wardrobe malfunction.

"Ooops," Tom said quietly.

"No problem, Tom, she's been whipping out that little pink oyster all day," Collen interjected.

The men laughed as Ralph tried to figure out what was happening. We started up the hill to the warm fire that the guides started.

"Ralph, come over to the fish table. We'll teach you how to filet a fish properly.

"Fuck yeah, if I can't catch them, I can at least clean them,

Ralph said, heading down to the water.

Collen was still standing by the fire, and I pulled him aside.

"Collen, where can I pee? Is there an outhouse?" I asked.

"See that trail there? Walk up that way, find a clump of bushes, squat down, and pee. Sorry, love, there are no outhouses out here," he apologized.

I approached the trail, shielded from the men and the guides.

"Watch out for those big bears," Tom yelled, and the men roared with laughter.

I found a suitable place with a tree I could lean against, but was on the trail. I had to pee so bad that I didn't care. I lifted my sweater over my waist, squatted against the tree, and emptied my bladder. Boy, that felt good. I stood up and turned to look at my handy work when I noticed a pair of legs standing on the trail. It was Collen.

"Hey love, I brought you some tissue to wipe your bum. I wasn't sure you brought any," Collen said, chuckling.

"Oh, thanks, I thought I'd just let her air dry," I laughed.

"No, we don't want her to get chaffed, now?" Collen laughed

I stood there as he closed on me, lifting my sweater past my waist, and he gently patted my pee hole with tissue. My eyes met his.

"You know, ma'am, it's customary to tip your guide for his services," He said softly.

"I think Ralph is going to tip you," I said.

"Well, both parties usually give a tip to the guide," he added.

"I don't have any money with me, Collen. My purse is at the cabin," I explained.

"I wasn't thinking about money, ma'am," he said.

"Oh, what were you thinking then?" I gulped hard.

Collen took my hands, gently pulling them over my head. He went down, grabbed the bottom of my sweater, and pulled it over my head and off my arms. Collen hung my sweater on a bush and unbuckled his pants, dropping them to the ground. He stepped close to me. I grabbed his underpants and pulled them down, his cock sprung out. Eight inches of hard fat cock looked me in the face. I leaned in and kissed it.

"I'm afraid we won't have time for that today. It will have to be a quickie," He alerted me.

Collen bent to kiss me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. As we shared a passionate kiss, he lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his back. He grabbed my butt and lowered me down on his cock.

"Umm, that's a fat one," I sighed.

The walls of my pussy strained to take him as gravity forced my body down on it. The fat head of his cock forged its way inside, and his shaft disappeared into me.

"Oh, God, you're big, I whispered in his ear.

"I bet you say that to all the guides you fuck," he whispered.

Collen began bouncing me up and down on his cock, my pussy was soaking wet, and his fat pole pounded me.

"Oh, oh, oh, "I moaned loudly.

I pulled my body forward, driving his cock deep inside my pussy. I could feel an orgasm building.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck me, Collen," I screamed.

"God, you're a hot little fuck," Collen hissed.

I was about to blow a gasket as he dropped me on his cock each time, burying his rod balls deep.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, Collen, do it. I'm coming, Agh! " I screamed.

I tightened my grip around his neck as I came, my body quivering. I sucked his neck to keep from being too loud. Then Collen began to Come.

"OF fuck, is that good pussy," he cried as his cock jerked and his balls delivered his fertile sperm deep inside me.

"Yes, cum baby, cum in me, fill my pussy with your sperm, give me a baby," I moaned ecstatically.

It was over, and we were both sweating and out of breath. Collen lowered me to the ground, his cock pulled out of me, and his cum dropped onto the ground. Collon dressed and handed me my sweater.

"How was that for a tip, baby?" I asked as we kissed again.

"Fuck, that was the best tip I ever got," he said, regaining his breath.

We walked back down the trail to camp together, and everyone was looking at us when we got there. I quickly looked at the fish table, and Ralph was still hacking up a fish. Tom was smiling at me.

"What happened up there?" he asked, knowing the answer.

"I gave my guide his tip for the day," I said smugly, cracking open a beer.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," the guys chanted as I turned crimson red in embarrassment.

Tom reached under my sweater and squeezed my bare butt in front of the group of men. They all noticed that I was naked under my sweater. Tom noticed Ralph was still down at the shoreline with the guides filing fish couldn't see us. I felt Tom lift my sweater over my waist, exposing my pussy and ass to the men around the fire.

"What are you doing, babe?" I asked Tom.

"Baby, four guys here haven't played with you yet. Let's give them a chance," Tom said.

"But Ralph is right down there," I protested.

"Just blowjobs, I'll keep an eye on Ralph, you suck cock, OK?"

"No, babe, not here," I protested.

"Yeah, baby, let's just do it now," he said

"Fine! " I said, pissed off.

"Guys," Tom said to the four guys.

"Becca's, going to suck you guys off. Come over here," Tom ordered.

Tom pulled my sweater off, and I was naked.

Tom, Wait,' I cried, but it was too late.

On all fours, Babe," Tom ordered.

I reluctantly dropped to my knees as the men walked over, but instead of just a blowjob, one guy dropped his pants and fell behind me. As I took the man in front of me's cock in my mouth, the man behind me shoved his cock in my pussy and began fucking me. My body rocked back and forth as the men assaulted both my holes.

"Yeah, I guess that will go quicker," Tom offered.

Still sensitive from fucking Collen, my pussy responded quickly.

"Umm, yeah, that feels good," I said, taking the cock out of my mouth.

While the men watched the sound of sex," Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop" drifted through the area as our bodies collided.

"Umm, fuck me, yeah fuck me, fuck me harder, um fuck me good," I squealed.

The man fucking me re-doubled his effort and was drilling my pussy. My hips were bucking double time, and I was so hot knowing the men were watching me fuck. I was going to come, and soon, I felt the cock in my mouth swell, and I knew I was going to eat cum. A bump on my lower lip and my mouth flooded with sperm.

"Um, um, um," I moaned as I sucked and swallowed.

"Um, um, of fuck, I coming," I squealed as a colossal orgasm rocked my body.

My body shook, and the guy fucking me launched into my snatch; rope after cum shot deep into me.

"Quick, get up," Tom alerted us.

The guys filing the fish were done and ready to return to us. I jumped up, and Tom helped me with my sweater just before Ralph and the guides arrived. I looked like a wild shrew. Tom put his baseball cap on me and pulled my hair back, shoving it down the back of my sweater.

"How was fileting fish, Ralph?" Tom asked.

"He has a lot to learn; we'll see if he can cook them better than he fileted them," Collen answered.

With that, Collen and Ralph walked over to where the other guides had the fire going and the pans ready. Tom wrapped his arms around me from behind and leaned in close.

"OK baby, take the last two guys up in the bush and fuck them before lunch is ready," Tom whispered.

"No, I think Ralph is getting suspicious," I protested.

"He hasn't got a clue. Go on now, two quick fucks," He responded, slapping my bare butt.

I grabbed the two guys and led them up the trail. When we were out of sight, I bent over and let both of them fuck my cum filled pussy. When we returned, Ralph was standing with the group.

"Where were you at?" he said to me with a stern face.

"I had to go to the bathroom," I replied.

"With two other guys?" Ralph asked angrily.

"No, I went alone; they must have come up after me," I lied.

"Did they watch you peeing?" he continued.

"No, I was behind a bush out of sight," lying again.

Ralph shot me a disapproving look but didn't ask any more about it. We ate lunch and then set out for an afternoon of fishing. The nuance of walleye fishing continued to evade Ralph as his struggles continued. With Collen's help, I continued to catch fish, but it was hard to concentrate with Collen finger-banging me. Five o'clock came quickly, and we headed back to the lodge. I headed directly to the cabin and showered while Ralph headed to the fire pit to exchange stories about his day fishing.

The shower felt great, with nice hot water. I washed my pussy inside and out, shaved it, then washed my hair and dried it off. I sat in the living room and read before Ralph came in.

"Are you going fishing tonight, Ralph?" I asked.

"No, I'm playing Warcraft with a couple of guys tonight," he replied.

I felt good he wasn't leaving tonight. I felt my pussy would be safe from the guys at the fire pit. We walked to the lodge for dinner and were joined by Tom and his friends. All eyes were on me, and I was sure Denny planned to get me out of my cabin tonight after Ralph became engrossed in his gaming. A couple of guys came up to Ralph and started giving him shit about how they would kick his ass after dinner.

"In your dreams, motherfuckers," Ralph replied.

The guys laughed and re-joined their table for dinner. Ralph was pounding beers at dinner and getting obnoxious. I could see that he was playing right into their hands. After dinner, our cabin was full of guys as Ralph and his new friends began playing games. One of them brought a bottle of tequila, and Ralph was doing shot after shot, trying to be cool. I was getting worried Ralph would pass out, and I'd get gangbanged.

"Ralph, slow down, babe, it's a marathon, not a sprint," I cautioned.

Ralph didn't respond, so I watched the guys battle on the gaming platform. Denny came up to me and sat down next to me,

"Come on, Becca, I have a bunch of guys waiting to meet you in my cabin,"

"No, Denny, Ralph is right here. He won't let me leave with you," I responded.

"We'll see about that," Denny snarked.

I watched as Denny walked up to Ralph, who was sitting out a match.

"Hey Ralph, can Becca come to the fire pit with us?" Denny asked.

"No, she needs to stay here, sorry," Ralph responded.

Denny looked pissed before he stormed out of our cabin. He returned ten minutes later with three solo cups. Denny handed the cups to Ralph and the other guys. They toasted and downed them. The sun was setting, and the cabin had cleared out a bit; Ralph was hammered. Then I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders; it was Ted. He walked around and sat down with me.

"How are you, baby? You look beautiful tonight," Ted said as he kissed my cheek.

"Thank you, I'm good," I answered, blushing.

"You can't be having fun?" Ted asked.

"Well, no, not really," I responded.

"Come on, cupcake," He said, grabbing my hand.

We stood up and walked over to the group of gamers,

"Hey Ralph, can I steal your bride-to-go play bags," Ted asked.

Ralph turned around to look at us, and I could tell by his eyes that he was gone.

"Oh Ted, yeah, sure, go ahead," Ralph blabered.

I knew I was fucked, and I was going to fuck a whole lot of men this night.

Ted walked me out of the cabin and joined the guys playing bags. Someone gave me a solo cup full of beer. Ted put his hands on my hips,

"Are you glad to be out of the cabin," Ted asked.

"I don't know. I like watching Ralph play games," I responded.

"Would you rather go back?" He asked softly.

"Um, no, this is nice," I told him.

Ted wrapped his arms around me, and I finished my first beer. It was quickly replaced with another.

I felt warm and safe in Ted's arms as we played bags. I realized he was someone who could get in my pants as I loved fucking older men. As I drank my beer, I became warmer and loved Ted's body and arms on me. I noticed the guys in my cabin began to leave, and Denny approached Ted.

"He's gone till morning," Denny told him before walking away.

I would find out later that they slipped Ralph the date rape drug and put him to bed when he passed out. My beers were spiked with Molly to prime me to fuck. Ted's hands were now under my sweater and rubbed my body, and I was burning to fuck. Ted turned me and kissed me, and I melted in his arms.

"Do you want to go to my cabin?" Ted asked me softly.

I shook my head yes as we walked to his cabin; I took off my sweater before we hit the door; I was ready to fuck. I helped Ted to strip before we fell in bed; I swallowed his cock as he consumed my sloppy wet twat. I was so hot that I came within a minute, glazing Ted's face with my thick love juice. I wasn't holding back, sucking Ted's cock, my tongue working double as I sucked his beautiful nine-inch cock.

"Fuck, can you suck a cock," Ted moaned.

I was tasting his cum, knowing he'd blow his load soon, and I was hungry for it.

"Oh fuck," Ted yelled.

His cum squirted into my hungry mouth. His body tensed up as his balls were emptied. His cum filled my mouth and senses, and I had to swallow twice to get it all. I milked his cock, then jumped up and straddled him, sitting in his cock, fucking him cowgirl. I arched my back and put my hands on my head, and my hips rotated back and forth, driving his cock in and out of my sloppy pussy.

"Fuck, Becca, you're unbelievable," Ted moaned.

I was riding Ted hard.

"Oh yeah, Ted, your cock is amazing," I squealed.

Ted pulled me down, and we kissed deeply, swapping tongues while he twisted my erect nipples to my delight. We were both wet with sweat, Ted rubbed my back, and my hips ground his cock inside me.

"Christ, you can fuck," Ted exclaimed,

I felt his cock jerk, and he came

"Oh, Oh fuck," Ted screamed.

I immediately launched into a massive orgasm.

"Oh God, Ted, cum baby, cum, give me a baby," I hissed.

We collapsed into a pile, kissing and caressing each other. I sucked and licked his cock clean, and we held each other as we regained our composure. We fucked again about thirty minutes later, our second session hotter than the first. We lay there, and I needed more; I tried to get Ted hard again, but he couldn't go again. I was still zooming in on Molly, and Ted knew it.

"Come on, baby, the guys are waiting for you," Ted whispered.

"Huh? What guys, waiting for what?" I asked, confused.

"Babe, you know Denny has guys lined up for a slice of your sweet pussy,"

"But I thought we'd spend the night together," I cried.

"Baby, many guys are waiting to share you. I can't be selfish," Ted explained.

I didn't answer Ted. I knew I was just a cunt to be shared. Ted dressed and reached his hand out to me, and reluctantly, I took it. I looked around for my sweater, noticing Ted had it.

"There's no sense in putting it on, Babe. It will be off again in a minute," Ted said.

"How many guys?" I asked softly.

"Well, I didn't know for sure, but I think my nine guys, ten guides, probably the other ten guests, and the camp manager, so maybe thirty guys," Ted said casually.

I just walked behind Ted with my head down as we approached the fire pit and a large group of men. I was met immediately with men kissing my neck, grabbing my breast and pussy. Ted approached Denny.

"You're responsible for her; make sure she's safe during the gangbang, and get her to her cabin and her bed when the boys finish with her," Ted said firmly.

"You got it, boss," Denny said.

"Take these," Denny ordered.

I knew it was more Molly, so I took them. They carried me out on the dock, where they had a mattress out at the end; I was laid on it as guys stripped off their clothes.

"OK, listen up, there are a lot of guys for her to take care of, so we're going three at a time in the first round. After that, we" see what happens," Denny told the group.

I immediately had three guys on me. One shoved his cock in my mouth, another pumped his cock into my pussy, and after putting lube in my ass, another slid his cock up my ass. My body jumped violently as the men furiously fucked my holes. With all the Molly in my system, I was losing my mind as pleasure ripped through me. After a minute, I spit the cock out of my mouth.

"Oh, yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, harder," I moaned.

I saw Tom watching me fuck, and I actively participated in my debauchery. I was told that over four hours, I fucked the group of thirty men, some twice. Tom said as he waited his turn, standing by the fire pit. He heard my constant cries of,

"Fuck me fuck me, fuck me harder, give me a baby, more, more, more cock,"

I woke up in bed the following day, not remembering everything that happened the night before, but my pussy was red and swollen, and my asshole burned like fire. My mouth was slimy with the taste of stale cum. I knew I got railed good. My body hurt as I got up, got a cup of coffee, and went to take a shower. After I got dressed, I went to look in on Ralph, and he was still out like a light. I decided to eat something other than cock, and when I walked into the dining room alone, I got a standing ovation from those in attendance.

I waved at the room and sat down by Tom.

"How are you, baby? You were possessed last night, Tom said, smiling.

"Well, four tabs of Molly will do that to you," I countered.

"I bet your pussy got fucked thirty times last night, Tom offered.

"Yeah, it feels like it," I laughed.

"How's Ralph? I heard they drugged him last night?" Tom asked.

He's still sleeping, and I let him sleep it off. If he wakes up, we'll go out today, I guess," I answered.

Well, I think the boys had their fill of you last night, so tonight should be quiet," Tom relayed.

"Yeah, my pussy needs a rest," I hoped.

I walked back to the cabin and woke Ralph, a hurting pup. He had a pounding headache but was adamant he was going fishing.

I went back to the lodge with him so he could get breakfast. Guys would come by and hug me or massage my shoulders as they left the dining room/

What the fuck is that about? What did you do last night?" Ralph growled.

"Nothing," I replied.

"Why are these guys up in your shit?" He asked angrily.

"They're just being friendly," I replied.

Denny sat down with us and saved us.

"Ralph, you look like shit. Are you OK?" Denny asked.

"No, my head is killing me. Someone slipped me some shit last night," Ralph accused

I doubt that Ralph. You were pounding beer and tequila," Denny responded

Denny pulled out a bottle of Tylenol and gave Ralph four of them, and Ralph popped them without asking. I looked at Denny, and he just smiled. I knew right there it wasn't Tylenol. Ralph and I gathered our gear to go fishing. Ralph was beginning to act loopy, and then I saw Denny.

"What did you give him," I ask.

"Just something to take care of his headache," Denny said, smiling.

Ralph was giddy all morning, and when we got to shore lunch, he laid down and went to sleep.

"That's some boyfriend you've got there, Becca," Tom chuckled.

"Yeah, every guy in camp has fucked his girlfriend, and he hasn't got a clue," I laughed.

We woke up Ralph and fed him coffee, and he stayed awake during lunch and while fishing the rest of the afternoon. But when we returned to the cabin, he crashed hard, and we put him to bed. I was afraid to go to dinner by myself, but I did. Ted came and sat with me during dinner and invited me to his cabin after dinner.

"Ted, what if Ralph wakes up and I'm gone?" I asked.

"I want to talk to you about an arrangement. Besides, aren't you about done with him?" Ted inquired.

"No, Ralph treats me OK and spends lots of money on me," I countered.

OK, meet me by the fire pit, and we can talk there," Ted asked.

All right, but I'm not fucking a bunch of guys tonight," I told him.

"Fine, but I can only control my guys," he offered.

We checked on Ralph again before heading out to the fire pit. Only a dozen or so guys were hanging out. We sat on a bench, and Ted offered to give me a sizable allowance if I would come to Wisconsin on the weekend and fuck him. He also told me he'd pay me to attend the University of Wisconsin in Madison. If I'd fuck him whenever he wanted, he said he'd rent me an apartment there. That piqued my interest, and I accepted his offer. We sealed the deal by going to his cabin and fucking, before returning to the fire pit.

"Becca, how about taking care of us?" Denny asked

"Fuck no, I'm sore. Thirty guys gang-banged me last night," I screamed.

Ted stayed out of it as Denny argued with me about having sex with the dozen men there.

"I fucked Ted, and he's the only one getting pussy tonight," I said firmly,"

"Come on, Becca, there's only a few of us," Denny reasoned.

"Yeah, until one of you gets your dick in me and everyone else comes to the party, no way," I stood firm.

"You know you want to," Denny continued.

I didn't answer, and I sat there holding Ted's hand. Denny went over and talked with a group of men by the fire pit, then returned.

"OK, Becca, how about blowjobs then?" Denny asked.

"What, for everyone," I asked, surprised.

"Yeah, do you remember sucking off the whole hockey team at their spring banquet," Denny reminded me.

"Yeah, I remember," I said reluctantly.

"So what do you think?" Denny probed.

"Um, just blowjobs, and you guys, you won't call more guys out?"

"Nope, just the guys here now," Deny responded.

I looked at the guys gathered around and listening to the conversation. I turned and looked at Ted, hoping he would say something to get me out of it. But Ted just gave me a sweet smile and a nod, and I knew he wanted to see it happen.

"Fine, I'll give you guys blowjobs, but what about Ralph?" I replied, somewhat worried.

"Don't worry, Ralph is sleeping, and it won't take you long to suck us off," Denny said, trying to reassure me.

"OK, how do you want to do it?" I asked.

"We'll drop our pants and sit on the bench, and you can go down the line and suck our cocks," Denny had a plan."

"All right," I replied.

Denny dropped a seat cushion on the ground at the beginning of the bench, then pulled his shorts down and sat down. I slipped between his legs, grabbed his stiff cock, and began kissing and licking it. Denny was already rock hard. he was a cock I'd sucked a hundred times before. I went right to work on it.

"Fuck yeah, Becca, you suck the best cock," Denny moaned loudly.

I noticed the men watching me sucking Denys cock, making me horny. I could taste Denny now and knew I'd devour his sperm. I felt his cock jerk, and his Jhizz exploded into my mouth.

"Oh, holy fuck," He screamed as he came.

The guys not sitting on the bench were now stoking their cocks in anticipation. I finished Denny and swallowed his baby batter. My pussy dripped wet as I moved to the next man on the bench. I worked my way down the bar sucking and eating each man's cum, and I only had two more to suck when the night's silence was broken.

"Becca, where the fuck are you?" We heard Ralph scream.

I jumped to my feet, "I'm sitting by the fire pit with Ted," I screamed back.

The men put their cocks back in their pants, and I sat down by Ted as Ralph approached.

"Hey Ralph," The group said in unison.

"What the fuck is going on out here?" Ralph angrily asked the men.

"We're just enjoying the fire and chatting," Ted said calmly.

"What were you doing on your knees, Becca?" he directed his anger at me.

"Ralph, Becca has been sitting with me the whole night. She wasn't on her knees," Tom responded.

"I thought I saw her kneeling out here," Ralph continued.

"Ralph, Becca was sitting on the cabin porch. I asked her to sit by the fire and talk. What do you think was happening," Ted asked.

"Oh, well, it looked like she was kneeling from the window," Ralph backtracked.

"Here, Ralph, have a beer," Denny said, smiling.

Ralph took the beer and sat at the end of the bench while everyone tried to look nonchalant. It grew quiet, and then Denny piped up.

"Hey Ralph, can I kick your ass again on Dungeons?" Denny asked, boasting.

"Fuck, you didn't kick my ass. You barely won," Ralph said defiantly.

"No, I think you got your ass kicked, Ralph," another guy added.

"Fuck you guys, let's go," Ralph said, standing up.

"Come on, Becca, come inside," Ralph ordered.

I got up to follow when Ted grabbed my hand and said.

"Ralph, can't Becca stay here? There's nothing to do in the cabin?"

"Yeah, buddy, let her stay. We won't let the bears get her," another voice said.

I turned around, and Tom and the other guests stood there.

"I don't want her getting into trouble out here," Ralph replied.

"Now, what kind of trouble could she get into?" Tom asked, laughing.

Ralph looked around at the men, then looked at me.

"Fine, but you better behave yourself, Becca," Ralph said.

"We'll make sure of it, Ralph," Tom said, smiling.

Ralph, Denny, and another guy walked into our cabin, and the group sighed in relief.

"See, I told you we'd get caught, and now he thinks I'm doing stuff with you guys," I cried.

"What did he see?" Tom asked.

"Becca was giving blowjobs out here, and Ralph thought he saw her on her knees," Ted explained.

"What, and you didn't invite us, Becca?" Tom asked.

"I didn't want to suck anybody's cock. The men made me," I pleaded.

"Well, I could certainly use a blowjob, how about you guys," Tom stated.

The group shouted their desire for me to continue sucking cock.

"No, no more, he's watching me. You'll get me in trouble," I tried to reason.

Just then, Ted's phone pinged, it was Denny,

"He's busy. Can't see outside, she's good to continue," his text read.

"OK, Becca, you're in the clear to start again," Ted announced.

"NO, I don't want to," I cried.

The men dropped their pants and sat on the bench stroking their cocks, and the seat cushion was again placed between the first man's legs.

"Come on, baby, this won't take long," Tom said, smiling.

I looked at Ted and got a smile and a nod,

"Fuck I just sucked off ten guys, and now you want me t suck off twelve more…..,fine," I said.

Before dropping to my knees again, I was furious as I started to suck again; no loving kisses and licks. They were getting sucked hard, and I would get them off quickly. I was worried Ralph would catch me, but Denny was texting Ted and telling him the coast was clear. They took my sweater off to play with my tits, still sore and full of bite marks from my gang bang the night before. After an hour, I had sucked all twelve off; I got up and stormed back to my cabin.

"Goodnight," I shouted as I walked.

I slammed the door into my room, falling into my bed and crying. I woke to the sun beating through the window of my room; I dressed and went to breakfast without Ralph. I walked in, and the loge manager stopped me.

"Can we speak for a minute, ma'am?" he asked politely.

"Yes sir, what is it?" I asked.

"Well, I was at the party with you on the dock the other night. You are a pretty sexy lady, and I must say you pleased those guys, me included. Would you like to come up and work here next summer? I'll bet you could go home in the fall, a rich girl. I have about three hundred guys here during the summer months," He propositioned me.

"Wait, you want me to fuck your guests for you?" I asked, astounded.

"Yep, I'll bet I can get you a hundred dollars per guy," He said excitedly.

I looked at him like he had two heads.

"Oh yeah, that sounds good. I'll contact you about it," I said in disbelief.

I walked in, found my table, sat down, and ordered breakfast.

"Morning, beautiful," Tom said.

"Please leave me alone," I asked tersely.

Wait? What did I do?" he asked innocently.

"You mean besides making me suck and fuck guys for the past two days," I answered angrily.

"Now, I gave you a bit of a push, but you were a willing participant," Tom countered.

"Just go away, Tom," I finished.

Tom got up and returned to his table, talking with his group. Then Denny came by my table.

"Hey, Becca, our last night, let's make it a big one. I was thinking about the old days and having you pull a train for all the guys," he said, beaming.

"Go away, Denny," I said quietly.

Well, I knew what was in store for me now, fucking thirty guys one after another. I didn't see a way out of it because they'd drug Ralph, and when he passed out, I'd be theirs. I could confess to Ralph what had been happening, but he might give me to them if I told him I knew what they were planning. It was raining when we set out fishing, and continued all day. When we came in for the day, it continued drizzling, so there wasn’t anyone around the fire pit. There was a heavy air in the dining room at dinner, and again, Ralph had agreed to host a gaming tournament in our cabin. After dinner, our house was full of men, drinking and laughing, waiting for Ralph to pass out. Ted was sitting next to me.

"Don't worry, Babe, it will be OK. We'll go slow and easy tonight," Ted said, squeezing my shoulders.

I didn't say a word and knew my fate was sealed. I just watched and waited for the drugs to take effect and for Ralph to pass out for the night. Then thirty men would treat themselves to my pussy. Denny walked up to Ted and me.

"It won't be long, and he'll be gone for the night. Here, Becca, take these. You'll have more fun this way," Denny told us.

Denny handed me five hits of Ecstasy and a cup of beer. I took all five hits at once.

"Shit, easy, Becca, that's potent shit," Denny said.

"Well, if you're going to rape me, I may as well enjoy it right," said sarcastically.

"It won't be long, and he'll be gone till tomorrow morning," Denny told me.

A sense of doom swept me as I kept my eye on Ralph. I could feel the Ecstacey taking effect, and my hand found my wet twat, rubbing my clit. Then I saw Ralph lean over on the guy next to him on the couch, and One guy signaled Ralph was out. Denny walked toward me.

"It’s time to please, baby, I want you to fuck hard tonight, OK,” Denny whispered.

“OK, I will,” I answered, higher than a kite.

Denny pulled my shorts down, and I lifted my feet so he could remove them. He pulled my shirt over my head, and I was naked. He took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

“I need some cock,” I told him.

“Don’t worry, baby, you’re going to get plenty of cock tonight,” Denny said, smiling.

He put me in a bed, removed his clothes, and joined me. He sucked my nipples as I stroked his hard cock. We made out for a while, and I was fucking hot, I was fucking hot for cock. Denny stuck his fat cock in my wet pussy, and the night began,

“Um, Um, yeah, Denny, fuck me, fuck me hard, baby. I cried loudly enough so everyone could hear me throughout the cabin, everyone but Ralph.

As we were fucking, they brought Ralph into the bedroom and put him in the other bed, and I could almost reach out and touch him. Ralph was meant to be a silent witness to my debauchery.

“No, not in here. Please don’t leave him in here. Um, yeah, Denny, give it to me,” I squealed.

Well, they left Ralph in bed next to me while man after man came into the room and fucked me. And after a few guys, I didn’t care if he woke up. I was on fire, and I wanted to fuck as many guys as they had. They each had a number, and when one guy finished, he’d call the following number to come in and fuck me. My voice filled the cabin all night.

“Yeah, yeah fuck me, yeah fuck me harder, um, um, I’m coming, all night long I screamed and moaned for cock. At one point during the night, I got so wild that they had to hold me down while I was fucked.

"Ralph, Ralph, wake up, the men are all fucking me. All thirty of them are filling your pussy with their cum, wake up and stop them," I screamed while I came taunting Ralph.

My legs wrapped around my lovers as I pulled them deeper inside my hungry pussy. I don’t remember sucking one cock during the train. The thirty men fucked me and then started a second round, they finished around three o'clock in the morning, and we had a plane out of the camp at eight-thirty. I woke up in a puddle of cum. My pussy burned. It was fucked raw.

I showered, dressed, and then packed. Finally, I woke Ralph. He was sick as a dog, wrapped and packed, and we went to the lodge; my pussy was so sore I couldn’t face eating breakfast. Denny gave Ralph something for his stomach, and in an hour, he was fine. Nobody talked to me as they gathered to catch the plane. Ralph left me to buy some souvenirs from the camp, and while he was gone, the men came up and hugged me, thanking me for the pussy I offered them. It was nice to know they appreciated what I provided them.

We were out at the dock waiting for the planes, Ralph standing at the front so he could grab the co-pilot's seat. That probably meant more sex for me. I was going to try to sit right behind Ralph, but Tom grabbed the back of my sweatshirt and held me back so I could board the plane last. I was stuck in the last row with Tom, and he had my clothes off before we took off. Bob closed the curtain between the cockpit and the cabin, and they were ready to play again.

“Tom, I can’t. My pussy is swollen shut, please, I begged.

“Ok, baby, we’ll do anal and blowjobs then,” Tom said softly.

“Great,” I said sarcastically.

Tom stepped out into the aisle and had me follow him.

“OK, baby, bend over, spread your legs, and grab an armrest on either side of the aisle,” Tom orchestrated.

I took the position, I could feel my sore pussy getting wet, and I hoped they didn’t view that as an invitation to use it. Tom stuck a tube of lube and filled my anus with it, then smeared it around my rosebud.

“OK, guys, one in the ass and one in the mouth, let's go,” Tom ordered.

Tom was not gentle and shoved the head of his cock right into my anus.

Oh God, go slow,” I moaned.

Oh, his second thrust, he buried his twelve-inch ball deep, lifting me off the ground.

“UM, UM, UM,” I protested as best I could with a cock buried in my mouth.

Tom proceeded to pound my little asshole, my body violently lunging back and forth as the lining of my ass clung to his throbbing cock. His balls swung between my legs and slapped my stomach. I could feel it swell inside me, and when it jerked inside me, I had a monumental orgasm.

“Um, UM, UM, I moaned.

My hand pounded the armrest, and my knees went limp, held up by his erection. Tom’s cock sent ropes of sperm deep inside my bowels. When he pulled his cock out, my bunghole was a gapping wide circle. I stayed in that position as the men rotated between my ass and my mouth, a puddle of lube cum, and my butt butter lay between my legs. As the plane approached the landing area, the guys cleaned up the mess on the floor and dressed, Tom cleaned my sloppy butthole, and I put on my shorts and sweatshirt. Bob pulled the curtain back, and we buckled in for a landing. Finally, Ralph turned around smiling.

“Hey Babe, how was the flight? Man, it smells like ass back there. Who’s ripping um?” he laughed.

Everyone looked back at me and smiled as the plane touched down. When we returned home, I broke up with Ralph, telling him everything that happened during our fishing trip. He probably wouldn't have believed me if he didn’t know me. I showed him a picture of me posing naked with the thirty fishermen ready to fuck me senseless He yelled, screamed, and threatened to report the camp but was pissing into the wind.

I moved to Wisconsin into an apartment and registered for the U of W. Ted takes good care of me, but I tend to fuck many more men than I would have thought. His friends, business partners, random guys he brings over, and his twenty-man card parties every month. But it’s worth it. Tom visits me monthly and reams out my holes with his monster cock. Ted is also taking me with the fishing group next spring, and I can’t wait.

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