by Chloe Maddox
This is where we made camp. I made a wide clearing of rocks so that the campfire wouldn’t accidentally burn the trees and grass and as soon as I was done Brandon got to building us a fire. Chris went out foraging and hunting and I took the rest of the time to refill our water bottles.
It wasn’t until another hour, when the sky was dark and littered with stars when we got around to actually talking to each other again. Chris managed to hunt us two rabbits and found a small horde of berries to eat. It wasn’t much and I was still hungry after dining but at least I wasn’t going to go to bed with an empty stomach.
It was after eating that I crawled under a tree and tried to warm myself with some of the blankets I took from the lodge. Even with it covering me I could still feel the evening wind bite and the grass underneath was itchy. I felt horrible and I kind of missed the comfort of our lodge.
“Having trouble sleeping?” Chris asked when he scooted over to sit by my side.
I nodded. I looked over and saw Brandon huddled between a log and a boulder. He looked just as cold as I was.
Chris wrapped an arm around me and cuddled me in. It felt so warm to have him hold me so close. He didn’t even say a word. He didn’t try to kiss me or feel my tits or whatever. He just held me and it was the sweetest gesture I’ve had from either of these two since we first met.
“T-Thank you,” I whispered into his ear. I leaned in closer and rested my head on his chest.
He merely shrugged and said, “It’s nothing.”
I grinned and then told him “You know, you can always cup a feel if you want.”
Chris chuckled and he then reached down between my legs. My body jumped a little when I felt his fingers begin to dig in and eventually find their way to my pussy lips. I didn’t even notice until now that I was already moist and warm. My anticipation only grew when I felt him slide a finger through the folds and through my pussy’s walls.
“Aah, f-fuck it’s so… so good,” I muttered softly, under my breath, like a whisper so cold in the night. I didn’t want to wake up Brandon but damn it I needed to moan. I needed to let out all this pent up euphoria within my gut.
Chris didn’t stop with just one finger. No, he kept on and pushed in his middle finger as well. Soon he was sliding his fingers in and out of me while his other hand began to massage both my breasts and all I could do was surrender myself to him.
“F-fuck,” I cried. “I love it… I love this. I love you.”
“Do you love me too?”
Brandon? I briefly opened my eyes and found him awake, now sitting on my other side. It was his hands on my breasts, not Chris’ and he was leaning in to give me a deep, long kiss on the lips.
“I-I love you,” I answered him and then I looked at Chris who was still keeping his hand between my legs and his other busy stroking his cock, which he had now whipped out in the open. “I love you both!”
Brandon kissed me and Chris continued to fuck my pussy with his fingers. I let them ravish me in the night – being lost in a forest be damned!
“I thought we agreed we wouldn’t have sex out in the woods?” Chris then asked just as he began to massage my clit gently with his thumb. Each motion was sending shock waves through my body, making me squirm and moan and cry in pleasure for more.
Brandon chimed in as well right as he took my nipples and gave them a twist. “Yeah, I thought we weren’t going to fuck out here?”
I had lost my mind. “Fuck all that. Fuck me.”
Those two words were all they needed to unleash the beast within them. I knew it was probably a dumb idea to let us have sex out here in the wild but it didn’t matter to me anymore. I was wet and here were two guys ready to fulfill my lust.
However, this time they really took me beyond what I thought was possible. Brandon suddenly took my clothes off and pushed me to the ground, forcing me to get on my knees and hands. On all fours, I was about to get up and turn around so they could spread my legs but Brandon stopped me with a sudden slap to the ass.
Slap!
“Ah!” I moaned, not really in pain but more in a seductive, slow tone. I wanted them to have their way with me now.
They did not disappoint. Brandon quickly positioned himself behind me and with both hands on my hips, he took me, doggystyle, pounding his cock into me with a violent rage that made me yelp and bark.
“Ah, ah, ah,” I moaned out. “F-fuck, fuck me, f-fuck aah!”
The moment my mouth opened wide to scream out my ecstasy Chris grabbed my face with both hands and rammed his cock down my throat. A sudden wash of shock filled me when I felt the huge girth of his meat fill my mouth and throat and he plowed it in as deep as he could go before he eventually pulled out and then pushed back in.
I was being spit-roasted between the two cocks. Their hands roamed and touched every inch of me as they both pounded their cocks in and out of both ends of me. All through the night, they took me, never giving me a moment’s rest except to gape my mouth and take their seed.
When I awoke the next morning, I was still covered in sticky cum but at least they found fish for us to eat. I took a bath there, by the creek, and after another hour of joking and sexual innuendos, we eventually made way once again. This time, I hoped, we finally get our way home.
Chapter Thirteen
“We’ve been on this fucking pathway for five hours,” I complained as we went over yet another small hill in order to keep ourselves aligned with the creek. “Maybe this isn’t the right creek.”
Chris shook his head, “No, this is the one. We just need to keep going.”
Brandon looked back at me and nodded in agreement. “I know we’re on the right path. I haven’t spotted a lot of deer lately so we’re probably getting too close to civilization.”
“Why would they avoid the camp site?” I asked.
“Most animals do,” Chris answered. “It’s just smarter to avoid humans. Animals aren’t really dumb; they know when to avoid people.”
That explanation sort of made sense to me. I didn’t really want to bother thinking about it. All that mattered was that they figured we were getting close to the camp grounds and we could find our friends –
Snap!
“What was that?” I asked as we all froze in our tracks.
I saw Brandon cock his head to the side and we all tried to listen in once again.
Snap!
“Footsteps?” Chris asked us both. We listened in again and there it was one more time and then again and then again.
It was footsteps!
“Hey!” I started running in the general direction of the footsteps, flailing my hands in the air. “Hey!”
Chris and Brandon quickly followed and we all began running up. I could feel the surge of renewed hope in my chest and I just kept on running without looking back. I just hoped that we weren’t chasing a false ray of light. There had to be someone out there.
Bump!
“Ow, what the fuck?” I exclaimed when I suddenly ran head-on into something. I hit it so hard I got knocked down to my feet. When I looked up I saw a male park ranger, probably in his early forties, holding a flashlight in one hand and a towel in the other. Right beside him was Shirley!
“Oh my God!” I screamed and got up to hug Shirley.
The park ranger then hollered out and both Chris and Brandon caught up to us. The ranger bent down a little and took a look at my face. “You’re Alia? Are these Chris and Brandon? We’ve been on the look for you guys for days.”
We all nodded in unison.
Shirley embraced me one more time, this time tighter than before. “We were so worried! The storm stopped in the morning and we went out looking for you guys. That girl Katie was also missing but we found her just an hour after searching. She was stuck underneath a pile of branches that broke off during the night but she was fine, other than a few cuts and bruises. We thought we lost you!”
I then pointed to Chris and Brandon, “
Well, you can thank them. I wouldn’t have made it if not for them. They found me in the woods and we were a few miles away from here.”
“We got carried off by the river,” Brandon explained to Shirley and the ranger. “We were just lucky none of us drowned but we were so lost in the woods.”
“How did you guys manage to survive that long out there?”
Chris pointed to our makeshift clothes. “We found one of the old park lodges and used what we could there.”
The ranger nodded and thought about it for a second. “Ah, yeah, we do have a few old cabins left. Those have been abandoned for some time now since we had to cut down the number of scouts that could maintain those areas. You guys are really lucky.”
“Well, let’s get out of here,” Shirley then said. “We got everyone up in the camping center. It’s like a freaking five-star hotel. They gave us a few days of full service since we all got stranded out in the rain and stuff.”
I looked at her with an expression of gratitude and relief. “Wow, that sounds really good. I could use a nice, hot bath and some new clothes.”
“Food too,” Chris added. “I’m so sick and tired of rabbit and berries.”
We all laughed and let the park ranger lead us back to the center.
***
At the center, I discovered there were multiple cases of missing persons from the storm that night. We were the last group that the rangers were still looking for. Fortunately, no one died that night and the park staff held a special party that night for all of us. I guess this was their way to ensure we wouldn’t give them a poor review rating when we all got home.
I got to catch up with Jack and Tommy, those two lovable bastards, but even they noticed there was something new and different with me. They didn’t mind it when I said I wanted to spend some more time with Chris and Brandon.
For the party, I decided to wear something Shirley got for me before but I never had the guts to actually put it on. Well, I was a virgin back then but now I wanted to flaunt my assets, especially since I knew Chris and Brandon would be looking my way.
It was a black mini-dress, with no shoulder straps and it was really high too. If I were to bend even just a little bit everyone could see my pussy and ass, especially if I wasn’t going to wear any panties. I decided to be at least a little modest and went with a black, lacy thong but didn’t bother to wear a bra. I finished off my look with a pair of high heels and I tied my hair in a bun so I could show off my neck and looped earrings. I looked like a whore but at least I was a hot one.
“Wow,” Jack immediately said in shock when he saw me walking out of the hotel room. He tapped Tommy and the latter’s jaw just dropped. Even Shirley had to whistle when she saw me in my new outfit.
“Damn girl,” she complimented me. “Did you get fucked two times over while in the woods with those boys?”
I just had to laugh at that notion. “You have no fucking idea.”
My reply made all three of my friends look at each with surprised glances. I left them there, in the hallway, as they all burst into a discussion amongst themselves. I could even hear Shirley call me a “late bloomer” and I guess she was right.
When we got to the reception I found there were at least fifty different people there. I didn’t even realize how many people liked to camp in these mountain ranges. It was nice and I did get to meet a few new friends as well as interacting with Katie again. She still looked smoking hot despite the cut on her shoulder and arms and she still looked at me like I was about to turn bi-sexual for her. It did kind of turn me on but I still had my sights on the real prizes.
Brandon was in a perfect white suit and Chris was wearing a black suit. They looked like they both could have been candidates for a James Bond movie. I thought it was cute to see them so well-dressed given how I’ve seen them naked for the past few days.
“Wine?” Brandon asked me as I walked up to them and sat at their table. The center of the reception hall was busy with a string band playing wedding music while everybody just chatted away.
I took a glass and sipped. It was good. “Wow, I can’t believe I miss getting wasted.”
“By the way,” Chris then intervened. I saw he was busy munching down on a plate full of muffins and cake. “I do hope you’re still considering the offer we gave you. You know we can all stay together in Springfield.”
I smiled and nodded. “Honey, I haven’t forgotten about it and to be honest I’m looking forward to it.”
Both men whistled with pleasure.
“Won’t your friends have anything to say about it?”
I shook my head. “I live alone and I’m tired of my fucking apartment. I don’t want to stay there anymore. Why would I when I can live with you two and have all the sex I could ever ask for?”
“You’re turning into a real slut,” Chris commented. “I think we’ve really woken up an animal inside you.”
“You’re fault,” I told them both as I took a grape and teased them by putting it in my mouth and licking it like it was their cock. I let them see my tongue lash out and toy with the fruit before I gave it a plump kiss and finally bit down on it.
I guess that was exactly what we needed. We needed to be together.
For the rest of the night, I spent my time reconnecting with Shirley, Jack, and Tommy. I never got to tell Jack and Tommy about my sexual adventures but I did spill the beans for Shirley. She then admitted to me that both Chris and Brandon already approached her even before that fateful stormy night and they both wanted to meet me back then. I guess it was just fate that I ended up lost in the woods with them both.
“Are you going to choose which one you’ll really be with?” Shirley asked me before we headed off to bed.
I shook my head. “Nope,” I told her. “I’m happy with them both and they’re happy sharing me. We’ve got this symbiotic relationship budding for all three of us and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love them both and they love me.”
Shirley could only laugh at how adamant I was on this new relationship and we then called it a night. The next day, we all got ready to go home but instead of hopping into the car with Jack, Tommy and Shirley I got into the jeep with Chris and Brandon. Brandon was going to drive halfway to Springfield, we’d then rest in a motel – and probably fuck – and then Chris would take over the wheel for the rest of the way home.
None of my friends complained. As a matter of fact, they were happy that I had finally found myself. I guess this trip to the camping site really did do me some favors. I did find out who I was and I did try something new.
For now, however, as we got ready to leave, my mind was solely stuck on what kind of fun me and the two boys would have once we got to Springfield. I was wet just thinking about all the possibilities. Sitting in the jeep, waiting for Chris and Brandon to get in, I sneakily slid my hand down between my legs and began to play with my pussy as I waited…
THE END
DOUBLE Cowboys
Chapter One
I parked my car and took a deep breath. “What the fuck am I doing here?”
I looked ahead and gazed at the neon signboard. Of all the damn bars in town, this one had to be the one closest to my dormitory. Even then it was still a few miles away. Maybe that was intentional, to keep college students away from the drinking and bullshit that takes place in this sort of joint.
“The Drunken Stallion,” I read the name out loud. Wow, they really weren’t being subtle about this. In my head, I imagined tall, lanky male strippers wearing cowboy boots with spurs and blonde girls wearing tight jeans, large cowboy hats and going topless.
Well, that kind of scene sort of fit my current situation. I just wanted to get wasted, spend time with good-looking strangers and forget all my troubles.
I looked into the mirror one last time and made sure I was confident about getting drunk all by myself. At least I think I looked pretty. I was pretty petite, had straight blonde hair that went down to
my shoulders and bright green eyes that people said pierced their souls. I had no idea what the fuck that meant but it did sound pretty cool. For tonight’s adventure, I went with glossy pink lipstick, large looped earrings, a hanging white shirt to show-off my belly piercing and a pair of high denim shorts with a few tears in it. I wanted to look as far away from a “college nice girl” as possible and to be honest this kind of attire made me feel more comfortable, more at ease and free.
“Fuck it,” I told myself and got out of the car. I liked how I look and I wanted a drink.
As soon as I did I could hear the blasting sound of rowdy country music and people hollering and I knew I was walking into the right place – a fun place.
There wasn’t a line to get inside but there were a few bouncers standing guard by the entrance. One stopped me with a quick raise of his hands.
“ID please,” he requested. He had this really big, deep voice. It kind of sounded sexy, like the way Vin Diesel sounds. I like that in a guy.
I dug into my pockets, pulled out my wallet and showed him my driver’s license. He took a second to look at it, checked my age and then looked at me one more time.
“You’re all right,” he then told me when he was done double checking. He let me slide my wallet back in my shorts and then opened the door for me.
“Holy fucking wow,” I mumbled to myself when I got to step in.
The whole place was like a dream come true for me. It was nice and dark with lots of tables and a long bar with nice, leather stools. There were four bartenders working that station and off to one side there were a couple of pool tables and dart boards. At the center of the bar was a large, square stage and I happened to walk in right in the middle of a show.
On the stage was a tall, blonde man completely naked except for a white cowboy hat and a guitar that covered his nether regions. He sat on a really tiny stool and was playing an upbeat song that really got the crowd riled up. I saw some of the waitresses were topless and wore nothing but these short skirts or really high and tight denim shorts. I wondered if someone would mistake me as a waitress if I took off my shirt here.
