Stef's Big Move (Part 3)) Part III -- Winnebago ho
Stef was eyeing the frat boys running and grab-assing as they spilled out of the Winnebago on the I-15 rest stop. "There must be a dozen of them," I said, my excitement rising to meet my skepticism. Since those three cowpokes did her at a Montana truck stop the day before, Stef had been caught up in cock fever. My own unit was showing signs of rawness from her sucking mouth and honey-running snatch. I was digging the idea of fucking her in front of them, watching them do her, and taking my turn at the end of the line. "How are you going to get their attention?" She grinned with a brightness that she hadn't shown lately until this trip, opened the passenger door of the rental truck, and jumped out of the cab. Stef straightened her tube top, checked the line of her Daisy Duke cutoffs, and sashayed up the walk towards the men's room.
I followed her a few feet behind and grooved on her meaty round butt as it jiggled with every step she took. When Stef got to the covered entranceway, she struck a pose underneath it and called into the men's room, "What else do you use those things for, boys?" The effect of her comment was electrified, sudden silence. One of the college kids, a towhead with freckles, poked his head through the doorway. His blue eyes widened with surprise, he said, "Who wants to know?" Stef grinned: "A hot bitch who wants to put you boys to work!"
That was all it took. The blond kid and a couple of his buddies scooped her up and carried her like a mobile mosh pit across the parking lot and into the Winnebago. Once inside, I stepped into the middle of the group and announced, "Gentlemen, meet Stef the slut. She is into cock big-time. Three cowboys fucked her silly yesterday, and she's been crying for more ever since." While I talked, Stef knelt before me, licking her lips as she reached into my jeans and brought out by own meat, hot and hard yet again. I reached down and cradled the back of her head in my hands as she began to suck on my unit.
"As you can see, Stef is one hungry babe," I told the circle of frat boys. "We need a place where we can feed her two lines of dudes." One of the guys pulled down a folding table from the wall and secured it. Another grabbed a cotton comforter and spread it over the table. "Let's get her naked and spead her out," said a red-haired guy who seemed to be in charge. I drove my dick into the back of Stef's throat a couple of times, and then withdrew it. "You heard the man," I told her. Stef blushed and rolled down her tube top, revealing nice B-cups with dark chocolate chip nipples. As she stood up, she peeled it down all the way, along with those Daisy Dukes. Stef kicked them into a corner when they slipped down to her strappy sandals. Stef reached out her arms, thrust her pelvis forward, and said, "Put me where you want me, guys."
Masculine hands, some damp with anticipation, reached out and lifted her up. They placed her with some gentleness across the table on her back. Stef spread her legs as soon as she lay down. I stepped up between her strong shapely thighs and rubbed my unit down and up her gushing snatch. Then I slipped it in, as Stef signed with pleasure. "I'm doing her first, and I'll do her last," I said. "In between she's all yours." Her moans rose again as I hammered her squishy pussy. "If someone would like his crank polished, be my guest," I said. The red-haired guy stepped forward, already stripped. His almost-conical cock bounced as he reached down past her jerking head and tweaked Stef's nipples. His cock was a few inches from her mouth. Stef reached for it with her mouth open wide.
Her moans now muffled, Stef was grooving in the middle between our driving units. Red's face crinkled with rising passion as she sucked him, a fine froth of saliva and pre-come lining her lips. His balls tightened and he moaned a low keening wail as he began to ejaculate. I watched Stef's throat muscles contract as she swallowed his jism. That set me off, and I shot my wad deep into her clasping snatch.
When I stepped back from the steaming juncture of her thighs, I noticed the blond behind me. He looked bemused, but his thick cock jutted resolutely from its nest of light pubes. He had an easy way in, and didn't last too long before his prick gushed into her belly. Meanwhile, another guy, about 6-2 with dark curly hair, leaned his butt over Stef's face. She reached up and cradled his glutes as she wetly kissed and licked his butthole with her come-laden tongue.
The rest of the afternoon was like a film montage, with Stef always at the center of driving, spurting cocks and sweating, moaning young men. High points: Her whimpering around a big black cock as another one whipped up a froth of pussy juice and come in her needy, clasping snatch. Her taking load after load of jism on her face until she wore a hot come mask that dripped off her chin and onto her heaving breasts. And of course that first cock slipping into Stef's asshole while she shrieked with pleasure and pain. So cool that it was a big black one, uncircumcised, thick with veins so dark they looked blue against the deep chocolate of his shaft. And then, the big Fourth-of-July finale: Stef rode the readhead's cock, while she blew one of the black guys, and the other slipped it deep into her back door.
After all three of them came, Stef rolled over onto her back. Her face, hair, and breasts were loaded with jism. More cum coated the inside of those always juicy thighs. I had come another three times, just from watching Stef's sexual athletics. Each time I had stepped up and let go onto one part or another of her heaving, cum-sheened body. I had shot onto her face and each breast. That didn't hold back my heat and desire. though. My cock again was up and ready as I grooved on Stef's so-well-used body and stepped up between her thighs one more time. "Did you dig it?" I said, as my cock slipped into her come-coated vagina and felt the heat it retained. "Still am," she said, smiling under her come mask. "Still am."
This obsession we were sharing showed no signs of abating.
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Stef was eyeing the frat boys running and grab-assing as they spilled out of the Winnebago on the I-15 rest stop. "There must be a dozen of them," I said, my excitement rising to meet my skepticism. Since those three cowpokes did her at a Montana truck stop the day before, Stef had been caught up in cock fever. My own unit was showing signs of rawness from her sucking mouth and honey-running snatch. I was digging the idea of fucking her in front of them, watching them do her, and taking my turn at the end of the line. "How are you going to get their attention?" She grinned with a brightness that she hadn't shown lately until this trip, opened the passenger door of the rental truck, and jumped out of the cab. Stef straightened her tube top, checked the line of her Daisy Duke cutoffs, and sashayed up the walk towards the men's room.
I followed her a few feet behind and grooved on her meaty round butt as it jiggled with every step she took. When Stef got to the covered entranceway, she struck a pose underneath it and called into the men's room, "What else do you use those things for, boys?" The effect of her comment was electrified, sudden silence. One of the college kids, a towhead with freckles, poked his head through the doorway. His blue eyes widened with surprise, he said, "Who wants to know?" Stef grinned: "A hot bitch who wants to put you boys to work!"
That was all it took. The blond kid and a couple of his buddies scooped her up and carried her like a mobile mosh pit across the parking lot and into the Winnebago. Once inside, I stepped into the middle of the group and announced, "Gentlemen, meet Stef the slut. She is into cock big-time. Three cowboys fucked her silly yesterday, and she's been crying for more ever since." While I talked, Stef knelt before me, licking her lips as she reached into my jeans and brought out by own meat, hot and hard yet again. I reached down and cradled the back of her head in my hands as she began to suck on my unit.
"As you can see, Stef is one hungry babe," I told the circle of frat boys. "We need a place where we can feed her two lines of dudes." One of the guys pulled down a folding table from the wall and secured it. Another grabbed a cotton comforter and spread it over the table. "Let's get her naked and spead her out," said a red-haired guy who seemed to be in charge. I drove my dick into the back of Stef's throat a couple of times, and then withdrew it. "You heard the man," I told her. Stef blushed and rolled down her tube top, revealing nice B-cups with dark chocolate chip nipples. As she stood up, she peeled it down all the way, along with those Daisy Dukes. Stef kicked them into a corner when they slipped down to her strappy sandals. Stef reached out her arms, thrust her pelvis forward, and said, "Put me where you want me, guys."
Masculine hands, some damp with anticipation, reached out and lifted her up. They placed her with some gentleness across the table on her back. Stef spread her legs as soon as she lay down. I stepped up between her strong shapely thighs and rubbed my unit down and up her gushing snatch. Then I slipped it in, as Stef signed with pleasure. "I'm doing her first, and I'll do her last," I said. "In between she's all yours." Her moans rose again as I hammered her squishy pussy. "If someone would like his crank polished, be my guest," I said. The red-haired guy stepped forward, already stripped. His almost-conical cock bounced as he reached down past her jerking head and tweaked Stef's nipples. His cock was a few inches from her mouth. Stef reached for it with her mouth open wide.
Her moans now muffled, Stef was grooving in the middle between our driving units. Red's face crinkled with rising passion as she sucked him, a fine froth of saliva and pre-come lining her lips. His balls tightened and he moaned a low keening wail as he began to ejaculate. I watched Stef's throat muscles contract as she swallowed his jism. That set me off, and I shot my wad deep into her clasping snatch.
When I stepped back from the steaming juncture of her thighs, I noticed the blond behind me. He looked bemused, but his thick cock jutted resolutely from its nest of light pubes. He had an easy way in, and didn't last too long before his prick gushed into her belly. Meanwhile, another guy, about 6-2 with dark curly hair, leaned his butt over Stef's face. She reached up and cradled his glutes as she wetly kissed and licked his butthole with her come-laden tongue.
The rest of the afternoon was like a film montage, with Stef always at the center of driving, spurting cocks and sweating, moaning young men. High points: Her whimpering around a big black cock as another one whipped up a froth of pussy juice and come in her needy, clasping snatch. Her taking load after load of jism on her face until she wore a hot come mask that dripped off her chin and onto her heaving breasts. And of course that first cock slipping into Stef's asshole while she shrieked with pleasure and pain. So cool that it was a big black one, uncircumcised, thick with veins so dark they looked blue against the deep chocolate of his shaft. And then, the big Fourth-of-July finale: Stef rode the readhead's cock, while she blew one of the black guys, and the other slipped it deep into her back door.
After all three of them came, Stef rolled over onto her back. Her face, hair, and breasts were loaded with jism. More cum coated the inside of those always juicy thighs. I had come another three times, just from watching Stef's sexual athletics. Each time I had stepped up and let go onto one part or another of her heaving, cum-sheened body. I had shot onto her face and each breast. That didn't hold back my heat and desire. though. My cock again was up and ready as I grooved on Stef's so-well-used body and stepped up between her thighs one more time. "Did you dig it?" I said, as my cock slipped into her come-coated vagina and felt the heat it retained. "Still am," she said, smiling under her come mask. "Still am."
This obsession we were sharing showed no signs of abating.
**************************** THE END?****************************
Viewed: 2923 Times!
