by Ruby Forrest
I’ve never been on top of a guy and I’ve never ridden someone’s cock. I just hoped that I didn’t make a stupid fool out of myself. I grabbed his cock, held it and aimed it towards my pussy and gently began to descend down. I flinched when I felt his cock pierce once more through my walls but as I got it in deeper and deeper it just felt good.
Finally, after a few moments of slowly going down on him, I got Chris’ cock deep into me and even then I could only fit half given how long and thick his meat was. It was like fitting a damn fist into me but I cherished every goddamn second. I was soaking wet, moaning like a dirty slut and I wanted more.
I definitely got more and not in ways I would have expected.
Brandon suddenly positioned himself behind me and he raised my legs and spread them around Chris. He slapped my ass hard, spread my butt cheeks and I suddenly felt his cock press up against my ass.
“B-Brandon?” I was nervous. My strength was draining after Chris fucked me the way he just did. “W-what are you d-doing back there?”
With one hand he pushed me forward, letting my body press up against Chris’. As I leaned forward I could feel Chris’ cock dig in even deeper into my pussy and it made me squirm and moan a little more.
“Brandon?” I asked again but he didn’t answer… at least, not with words. Before I could ask again I felt him shove his cock up and into my ass.
“Ah fuck!” I moaned but before I could scream I felt Chris suddenly wrap his fingers around my neck. He began to choke me and slap my face with his other hand in quick succession, making me scream and moan wildly.
“Aah!” I let out all the pain and shock out of my system. “Oh my God! Brandon fuck me!”
Brandon thrust and then he thrust again, each time his cock burrowed in deeper and deeper into me. I could feel his cock dig deep and soon enough I had both him and Chris wading their cocks inside of my body. Both my holes have been penetrated, taken and I was out of strength to even comprehend how this was happening.
“Now, let the fun begin,” Brandon said.
What? We’ve just started?
“Oh fuck!” I moaned when Chris and Brandon simultaneously began to rhythmically plow their cocks in and out of my holes. For every single moment that passed, I felt their cocks digging and burrowing deep into my body and all I could do was drool and moan as the sensation was quickly taking over my mind. My mouth gaped open as I cried and moaned in pure pleasure, my hands dangling as they slammed their meat into me from both sides, and I felt my body shake and move in rhythm to their beat.
I didn’t want them to stop. Chris still had one hand firmly wrapped around my neck and Brandon was yanking hard on my hair. Both of their other hands were roaming my body, squeezing my tits, my clit or slapping me to make me moan even louder and give my body another boost of movement over their manhood.
For that moment I knew I was completely captivated. I was theirs.
“Fuck… f-fuck me more,” I begged. I needed them to keep pounding into me. I wanted to feel their seed explode into me. I wanted to taste the hot wash of cum in my mouth, on my legs and in my body. I wanted them to fill my pussy with it.
Chris was the first to let go. He spilled his cum deep inside my pussy and he didn’t withdraw, allowing his seed to just overflow inside. His hot seed soon filled me up and began to drip down out of my pussy and all over his cock, down to his balls.
Brandon was quick to follow. He spread my ass cheeks wide open and thrust his cock in and out with furious speed. He jerked his meat into my flesh with a violent rage until he too exploded and his cum began to fill my body.
When they were spent they both pulled their cocks out of me. Chris rolled my limp and exhausted body to the edge of the carpet. I was too tired and too spent to even care. I was out of breath, filled with cum and covered in sweat.
“Slut,” Chris then addressed me as he slowly got up to his feet. “We’re not done with you yet.”
What? There’s more? God, please let there be more. I was tired, my body was sore and I would probably pass out if we were to continue fucking at this point but damn it I wanted more. I had this… awakening explode inside me and I didn’t want this sexual beast to go back to sleep.
“Phase two?” Brandon asked.
“Phase two,” Chris confirmed.
What the fuck was phase two?
Chris and Brandon got up and dragged me to my bedroom. They simply tossed me to the bed, slamming me to the mattress roughly, and then they searched through the old drawers and closets. After just a few minutes they found what they needed and when I turned to look I discovered they had a lengthy amount of rope in their hands.
Brandon grabbed my hands, raised them over my head and then tied to them to the bed using one-half of the rope. He took a knife, cut the rest off, and then used the remaining rope to tie each of my feet to the corners of the bed. My legs were spread, my hands bound and I was too tired to even say a word of protest.
It wasn’t like I would fight back anyway. I was turned on.
“C-Chris,” I called out to them when they were done tying me down. “Brandon… I-I love this. P-please, don’t even let me rest. Fuck me. Fuck me ‘till I pass out. Fuck me even when I do. When I wake up, I want to wake up to your cocks in my mouth or in my pussy or in my ass. I want you to fuck me.”
That was the craziest request I had ever made in my life but to be completely honest it was the only request I ever really cared about.
Chapter Ten
I opened my eyes. Everything was a blur. I didn’t even know if I was really awake or if I was still dreaming but when I looked I saw Brandon slamming his cock into my pussy. He was on top of me and Chris was sitting on the edge of the bed, skinning an apple with his makeshift knife.
If it was a dream I didn’t care. If it was real then I was in paradise. It didn’t really matter because I passed out again.
When I awoke a second time my legs were no longer bound to the bed. This time it was Chris by my side and he had my legs up and around his waist as he began pumping his cock in my pussy while his hands got busy on my tits. He pushed his index finger into my mouth and I suckled on it like a hungry little pet but soon enough I passed out yet again.
My dreams and the reality of my world began to blend and soon I lost track of which was real and which wasn’t. Even in my dreams, I thought of Chris and Brandon using me and fucking me in any possible way they desired.
There were times where I thought I was dreaming only to realize I was awake and they were covering me once again in a shower of cum. I’d then pass out again and wake up to either of them taking turns plowing their cocks into me, relentlessly and with all the rage and lust they could muster.
It was like a buffet meal and I was the appetizer, main dish, and dessert all at once.
All that mattered was that I was being filled with their cocks and their cum and I loved it. Everything had become a blur for me. Nothing made sense but I loved it anyway. It was like living in some kind of endless dream that just felt so good.
Finally, probably after what could have only been a lifetime, I opened my eyes and for the first time, I was truly awake. I saw that my hands were still bound to the bed but my legs were not and they were covered in sticky dried cum. Someone had taken the time to wash the rest of me, however, as my face, chest, and hair all seemed quite clean and maintained.
“Hey, you’re finally awake,” Brandon greeted. I looked over to the foot of the bed and I saw him there, munching down on some kind of meat on a stick. He probably went out hunting with Chris again.
“H-how long was I out?” I just had to know. It could have been days, weeks or maybe just a few hours.
Brandon shrugged, bit on his meal and then answered. “Almost three days. We’ve had a lot of fun fucking you and baby you were having fun too.”
“I know,” I smiled slyly and wiggled my naked body for him. “I feel so exhausted and sore.”
He laughed a
nd then leaned forward and let me take a bite out of his meal. It was rabbit meat. “I’ve never seen a slut fuck as much as you did. You’ve got a real talent for this, you know. Have you ever considered being a model or a porn star?”
That was honestly really funny but I did like how modest he was in telling me that. I shook my head at him. “Nope, it never crossed my mind.”
“You should consider it,” he told me as he scooted up to lie by my side. He was naked and I could see his cock starting to get stiff and ready once more. I wondered if he was going to fuck me again. “You’ve got a talent for this. Your pussy is so tight, you can deepthroat even when it makes you all teary eyed and you love it rough.”
“How does that make me qualified?” I asked. “Aren’t porn stars supposed to be like super hot with gigantic tits?”
“Everyone knows those are fake and guys don’t really watch porn to look at a girl’s face. We watch porn to see a girl be a total fuck slut and baby you are one heck of a slut. I could dine on you all day and all night.”
If he said that without the blatant sexual references I would have considered that romantic. Still, Brandon was still my kind of guy. Both of them were. They were the strong, masculine men who took what they wanted.
“Thank you,” I told him. “When are you guys going to untie me?”
Brandon chuckled and he then reached forward and undid the knots keeping my hands tied to the bedpost. I quickly rubbed my wrists and stretched my limbs as I sat up. For the first time since they laid me down, I felt the aching spots on my body and it felt like a sudden rush of pain washing over me. It was like I suddenly got hit by a truck or something.
“Oh f-fuck, my body really hurts,” I exclaimed as I rubbed my lower back and rested up on a pillow. “I really need to go to the bathroom, by the way, and eat something.”
Brandon chuckled then patted my tits as he said, “Go ahead. I got some extra rabbit meat already cooked and prepped in the kitchen.”
The door swung open just as I got up off the bed and in came Chris. He was naked, his cock loosely dangling between his legs, and he was drying his hair with one of the lodge towels.
“Oh, you’re up,” he exclaimed. “How are you feeling?”
It was nice to see them genuinely concerned about my well-being. It showed they cared. Well, they did care but that wouldn’t stop them from getting a rock-hard boner every time they saw my naked body in the room. I loved it. It meant they were still attracted to me even after using me like that.
“Pretty good, a little sore,” I answered. I stretched around a bit, kicked my feet and then asked for his towel. He tossed it to me and I covered myself – I felt a little foolish doing it – and then posed real quick, with a big smile on my face. “How do I look?”
Brandon clapped and Chris simply said, “You look like a really hot wife ready to bang her husband and his friends.”
“Funny you should say that,” I told him as I walked past him and to the door. “Brandon and I were talking about how I could be a porn star one day.”
“I’d pay to see her fuck,” Brandon admitted to Chris. “However, I’d do even more to get another taste of her.”
Chris nodded and then looked at me like I was some kind of meal on a plate. “Yeah, I know what you mean. I’m already thinking of a hundred new ways of pounding this bitch and making her moan. Her voice is so damn slutty, man, it just drives me wild.”
“I’m right here guys,” I tried to sound as dry and sarcastic as possible. “You know I can hear you guys talking about me.”
They both laughed. Brandon then raised a hand and said “Go do what you need, freshen up and everything. I got some news for us but it can wait until you’re feeling all clean and refreshed.”
“Can’t you just blurt it out?” I asked. Whatever it was he had to say it was probably a little more complex than what could be discussed in a minute or two but I still wanted to know what the heck it was about so I wouldn’t spend my time in the bathroom just wondering over the mystery.
Chris didn’t seem to know what it was about either. He just looked at me with a blank face and then shrugged when I gestured for him to spill the beans out for me. He then pointed to Brandon and said “Yeah, dude, just spit out. What is it?”
Brandon grinned and then he looked at Chris and then at me before he gave just a short teaser of what was yet to come. “I know how to get back home.”
Those words sounded so odd to me. I did want to go home, I did want to see my friends again but at the same time I just wanted to continue living in this paradise that we made here. I was happy here, with just Brandon and Chris, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to let this utopia vanish the moment we got back into the real world.
Chapter Eleven
I sat there on the living room couch, naked save for the towel wrapped around my head to keep my hair dry. Brandon sat on the other recliner while Chris was on the carpet floor. I was trying my best to think about the situation we were in and how we could get home but their massive cocks were distracting me.
“Wait, how far away are we?” Chris asked Brandon.
Brandon looked at us both and answered “I got up to one of the high peaks of the hills a day ago, chasing down this really big deer I thought we could eat. The damn skittish thing got away though. Well, anyway, I was up there and while I was scouting around I noticed we were a little higher than usual. I looked over and I saw smoke and I figured that’s the camp site.”
“You figured?” I asked.
He looked at me and nodded. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure because it didn’t look like a forest fire. The smoke was nice and white, like the kind of fire you’d get when using the right logs and fuel you can buy from the camping supply shop.”
“Well, how far is it?” Chris asked.
“About a day or two from here, if we walk,” Brandon replied. “I also spotted the creek that swelled during the storm. I think we can follow that and it’ll lead us up back to the camp direction too.”
I was a little worried about that. “You say it’ll be a whole day or two to get there? That’s risky. We might not make it out there. We lost all our bags and even our better clothes just getting to this damn lodge.”
Chris looked at me and smiled slyly before he stated “Baby, you don’t seem so excited to go back. You like it here with me and my homeboy?”
My cheeks flushed red. “I-I do.”
Both men howled in glee. Brandon even clapped his hands and Chris started to stroke his cock. I was already getting turned on just by seeing how he was so riled up by my words. I saw his quickly their cocks got stiff and ready for more action. When I reached down between my legs I quickly realized I too was in heat… I was so wet and so warm that I could smell the sex in the air.
“Shut up,” I said flatly and with a big smile cracking on my face. “You guys are idiots.”
“Hot idiots,” Chris corrected and we all laughed.
Brandon then raised a hand and we all tuned in to what he had to say. “If we’re going to go, we have to go now. We have to pack what resources we can like a canister of fuel so we can build a fire during the night. We need to bring some dry wood logs and we need to cut all the curtains and blankets so we can make clothes, bags, and something to keep us warm in the woods.”
“Shit,” I exclaimed. “This sounds so fucking complicated.”
Chris pointed at me and said “See? She’s really intent on just staying here until we fuck her over and over.”
I rolled my eyes and laughed. “That’s not a bad idea.”
That got both men to pause, look at each other and think things through. I saw Brandon frown and then they kind of made these weird hand gestures. It was ridiculous – I was right there and they were still trying to keep something from me.
“Spit it out boys,” I called them out. “You can stop hand gesturing and whispering.”
Brandon then looked at me and smiled. “We were wondering if
you’d like to live with us once we get back to the real world.”
I raised an eyebrow in suspicion. “Huh? Wouldn’t that be a nightmare to deal with? I’m not even from around here. We live like six hours away from here.”
“That’s fine,” Chris answered. “You’re from Springfield, right? We go there all the time. We could just move there and you can move in with us.”
“Aren’t you making such a hasty decision?” I asked. I bit down on my lip when I realized I sounded like I was starting to nag them about this. Just minutes ago I wanted us to just stay here in the woods but now I was back-pedaling on moving in with them in the city.
Brandon shook his head, “Well, we were planning on moving anyway since we’re opening up a new auto shop downtown. I got some grease boys who know their way around trucks and cars and with the money we saved we can get a nice business going.”
“What would I do?” I continued to pester.
Chris walked over and made me kiss his stiff cock. It tasted so delicious in the morning. He then looked down at me and said “You can work as our manager. During the day you’ll be in charge of all the transactions and paperwork and during the night you’ll be working me and Brandon.”
That got me smiling. I liked the sound of his proposal. “I like that. I can have some fun and I get to see you boys all the time.”
“Sounds like we got a plan,” Chris then concluded. “However, that’s all when we get home. Our main concern now is to get out of this damn forest alive and well.”
Hearing those words felt like getting stabbed in the gut. Sure, there was a promising new life waiting for us when we get out but there wasn’t even a guarantee that we’d survive the trek. Chris and Brandon were in the Marines so I felt a little surer of our chances but even then it was slim. It was still a day or two back to the camp site and we only knew the general direction so we might still end up stumbling on the wrong path.
