[sandalwoodie] The Adventures of Dixie Madison

[sandalwoodie]

Before I start in with this story, I should tell you all a little about myself. What I’m like, what I look like, if you know what I mean.

I’m twenty-two years old now, but when this all happened, I was just twenty. I was born and raised on a farm in southern Kentucky, so I’m a country girl through and through. I’ve been around animals all my life, and I grew up strong and tough, thanks to my mama who always insisted on hard work and lots of chores.

My mom has a sister who helped us out at the farm for a while, but she left the farm when I was still a toddler, about six months after my dad passed. So, it was mostly just Mama and me. We got some help from Uncle Jere, who was my aunt’s ex-husband’s brother. He wasn’t really my uncle, I guess, but I still called him Uncle Jere, which was short for Jeremiah. He was always real good to both of us.



I’m pretty much a tomboy, and all through high school I could do just about anything the guys could do. Strong, athletic, and well-coordinated. I did pretty well in sports and wowed all the guys in the game of softball.

I’m five feet seven with blonde hair and brown eyes. I part my hair on the left side and it comes just past my shoulders. I mostly wear it in a pony-tail.

There weren’t many people in our town, only one school and it was a small one. By the time I was a senior I had been out with every interesting guy in the school, which wasn’t very many.

I was a good girl like my mama asked me, and I didn’t let myself get laid until I was eighteen. She always seemed pretty open about sex and okay with talking about it. I think she was pretty active, but since she had me when she was sixteen, she really wanted me to wait, so I did. By my eighteenth birthday I was ready for anything, and the guys were all drooling anyway, so I began to put out. Mama arranged for me to get on the pill then, so we had no worries about that.

As for my build, I’m a little bit stocky, with muscular thighs and nicely shaped calves. My butt’s kind of big, but the guys all seemed to like that. By big I mean it sticks out a lot. Not all that wide, really, just round.

But the first thing most guys notice is my tits. I carry a very healthy pair of double D’s, which are a pain sometimes, but I don’t mind it all that much. They seem in good proportion to the rest of me, and I try to take good care of them.

I finished high school with reasonable grades, although I’m not really all that smart. I thought I would work for at least a year or two before I even tried for college. I knew my life would be better with a college degree, but I would have to pay for it myself, so I would need to start saving for it. I was pretty good at being frugal and handling money. I think I wanted my life to better as much for my mother’s sake as for mine.



As for my face, I’m not what you’d call a classic beauty, but guys I have dated have used words like cute, hot, sensuous, and sometimes striking. My nose is too big and round for me to be beautiful, and my big full lips surround a mouth that is also sometimes too big for its own good. Uncle Jere used to call me sassy, and my mom usually agreed with him.

So that’s all me, pretty well summed up. And by the time I was twenty, I had had plenty of sex. I wasn’t what you’d call slutty, but I just felt that it was natural, and if I liked a guy, I would go to bed with him.

So, near the start of fall in that year I had an experience that is worth sharing. It is unique and unusual, and enough so that I think it is worth a story. It changed my life, actually. And it also changed my attitude toward sex.



I had just finished a summer job on a neighboring farm, so I was temporarily out of work. My Uncle Jere had a small farm near ours and I was over there late one afternoon when I met a man who hunted with my uncle.

He was a big burly guy, rather handsome, and in his late forties or so. He didn’t seem to notice me that much, but I must have been wrong about that, since he called me on the phone later that same day.

I was living in town at this point, and occupied a basement room of a house owned by some friends of my mom. I had my own phone, some privacy, so it was a pretty good setup for me.

I had left my uncle’s place about an hour and a half ago and was just getting my supper on the table, when the phone rang.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hi, is this Dixie?” a voice said.

“Yes it is.”

“This is Dave Bristol, your uncle’s friend?”

“How you doin’, Mr. Bristol?” I said easily.

“I’m doing fine, and it was nice to meet you today, Dixie.”

“Well, it was nice to meet you, too,” I replied.

“Your uncle tells me you are out of work temporarily, and I have an offer for you. It’s short term, but it’s not too difficult and it pays well.”

“Sounds pretty good so far. What is it?”

“I have three friends, hunters like I am, and once a month we take a long weekend and go hunting up in the hills. We usually take three or four hunting dogs with us, but we don’t use them all of the time.”

“Okay, I’m followin’ you.”

“Well, we’ve got this nice big cabin up there, and there’s plenty of room, and we usually take somebody with us to cook and tidy up and watch the dogs when we’re not using them. We leave on a Friday morning and come back Monday. So, since there’s four of us, and it’s pretty busy sometimes, the pay is a hundred bucks from each of us.”

“That’s four hundred dollars!” I exclaimed.

“Your uncle tells me you’re a pretty good cook,” he added.

“Good enough,” I answered. “Do I get my own room?”

“Absolutely,” he said firmly.



And so, we set it up, to be leaving a week from that coming Friday. Four hundred dollars for one weekend’s work was a lot to me then.

By the middle of the next week it dawned on me that I hadn’t met any of the other three guys, and I wasn’t at all sure what they might be like. However, if they were friends of Uncle Jere, they should be okay. I never even thought about a sexual interest on their part, naively thinking that men in their forties were not that interested in a girl twenty years old. Boy, was I ever wrong about that!

So, in a way I was still a pretty innocent country bumpkin sort of a girl, especially for a twenty-year-old. But I was now on the pathway to learning quite a few new things, and I didn’t even know it.

Still, I just shut out any negative thoughts and proceeded to get ready for the upcoming weekend. The weather was forecast to be good, and it would be fun to be up in the hills, for sure.









As Dave Bristol pulled up in front of Dixie’s house, he trembled with deep-seated excitement. This was potentially the weekend to end all weekends. The best of his entire life.

Mike Davis, Bob Jonas, and Riff Anderson were also anxious and eager to feast their eyes on the young girl. Dave had told them she was a looker, and that this could turn into more than just a hunting weekend. They were ready for it, either way.

They were all packed into Dave’s suburban, and the four hunting dogs were lying quietly in the far back. There were three males and one female. The bitch would be considered to be medium-sized, while the males were somewhat larger. They were all mixed breeds with short hair, but very good hunters and retrievers.

It was still dark outside when they stopped at Dixie’s house. Leaving the car running, Dave got out and went to knock on Dixie’s door. She met him coming out, carrying her purse and small travel bag.

As the two of them passed in front of the big suburban, the girl stopped to look into her purse. As they stood in front of the car, they were both illuminated by the headlights. It was the first glimpse that Mike, Bob and Riff got of the girl who was about to spend the weekend with them. As she showed her profile in front of the lights, they got a very good look at her silhouette.

“Oh my God,” said Mike, who was sitting in the front seat.

“Jesus Christ,” hissed Riff. “I mean, JESUS CHRIST!!!”

“Those have got to be double D’s,” commented Bob.

They feasted their eyes as long as they could, taking in the shape of her as the headlights gave her body and face a translucent glow. It was an image they would never forget.

Dixie was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a red denim shirt. She was dressed for the outdoors, but still comfortable and casual.

As she and Dave came around to the left side of the car, Bob got out of the back seat, allowing her to get into the middle. “Hi Dixie, I’m Bob,” he greeted her politely.

“Nice to meet you, Bob,” she said lightly.

She settled into the middle of the back seat, and with the overhead light on she saw Riff to her right.

“Hi, Dixie,” he said, extending his hand toward her. “I’m Riff, and the guy in the front seat is Mike.”

“Howdy, guys,” she said.

Mike said congenially, “Sorry about the early hour, but thanks for joining us.”

“It’s okay with me. Always good to get an early start on the day.”

“That’s the spirit,” agreed Dave Bristol as he got back into the driver’s seat.

Dixie looked behind the seat as the four dogs were now standing and wagging their tails.

The light went out as Dave closed the door, but Riff introduced the dogs anyway: “It’s too dark to see them, but Maggie is the bitch and the guys are Bruiser, Mack and Rambo.”

“Hi guys,” said Dixie, reaching back to pet them. They all nosed up to her eagerly, tails wagging.

Dave flipped the overhead light back on, so she could see them and also for the guys to get a better look at her.

All four of them felt a tightness in their chest as they feasted on the striking girl with the remarkable body. As she turned back to them, she smiled, and they all returned the gesture.













As I walked up to the car at 5:30 in the morning, I said a little prayer that these guys would all be nice and friendly. I hoped that they would all like me and that I would be able to do a good job for them.

As Bob introduced himself I took his hand, then got into the back seat. The light went out, then came back on again as they introduced me to the dogs in the back. The dogs were all very friendly, and when I turned back to the guys, I saw that the other three were big handsome guys, about the same ages as Mr. Bristol.

We were quickly on the road, and the guys made small talk with me, asking about school, work, and what I’d been doing for the last year, since leaving high school. I was enjoying the attention, and they all seemed very interested in getting to know me better.

As dawn broke and it began to get light, I could see them all better and they all had the big husky look of a hunter, but were all clean cut and looked well groomed.

The drive was to take three to four hours, and the countryside was beautiful, as I knew it would be.

Soon, however, I began to drift into a light sleep, the hum of the car helping me to fade off from them. I slipped into a dream, and soon I felt the dream start to become erotic. I was being touched by hands, lightly and gently on my legs and then on my breasts.

I moaned softly, then suddenly awoke in a start.

Instantly I froze up. Both Bob and Riff had been feeling me, and even though they stopped when they saw me wake up, they did not try to hide their actions at all.

“What the hell……” I said, looking from one to the other of them. “What are you…… What’s goin’ on here, guys?” I asked loud and plain.

They seemed to all be speechless now, slightly embarrassed, but I persisted. “What’s this all about?”

“Sorry, honey,” Riff apologized from my right. “We did not mean to offend you.”

“Offend me?” I replied sharply. I looked at the driver. “Mister Bristol. What’s goin’ on here? Are you guys planning something with me?”

I took a deep breath as he paused before speaking. “No, honey, we’re not. I promise. We’re not planning a thing.”

I quickly realized that this could all be a scam, and I was heading up into the mountains with four men who would have complete control over me. I would be entirely at their mercy.

“I’m too young for any of you guys. You know that. And you’re probably all married, anyway,” I said spontaneously.

“I’m not,” Bob said quickly with a sly grin.

“Well, you’re still too old for me,” I said. “And besides, there’s four of you.”

Mike turned from the front and looked back at me. Then he looked at Dave without saying anything.

“Well????” I pressed.











Dave started to look for a place where they might pull over. This was serious and he knew they had to talk. He shot a concerned look at his friend in the front seat, and Mike looked back, then turned to toward the girl.

He took over. “We’re not planning anything, Dixie, and we don’t intend any harm toward you at all. But if you think you’re too young for us or that we’re too old for you, then you’re very wrong about that. Men our age have very strong urges and needs, and we’re always attracted to any girl as UNBELIEVABLY lovely as you are.”

His words seemed to soften her a little bit, but still she was petulant. “I think we need to talk about this,” she said flatly. “Can you find a place and stop for a time?” she said to Dave.

“There’s a rest area two miles ahead,” he replied.

They were all quiet then as Dave put on his turn signal. Bob and Riff kept their hands to themselves, and Mike turned back toward the front. They were all thinking hard. What would be said by them in the next few minutes, and Dixie’s reaction to their words and her decision, would make or break the entire weekend. This was extremely important and they all knew it.

Dixie was silent now, but her lips were tightly pursed and she looked straight ahead. She did not seem angry or terribly upset, but none of them knew her that well so there was a lot of uncertainty.











My mind was racing now as Dave turned his signal on and began to slow. The guys seemed tense and embarrassed, and I was filled with concern at this point. There was no doubt that Bob and Riff had both fondled me, but there was nothing mean or gruff in their manner. And they were completely respectful at this moment.

I wasn’t really mad, but I was surprised at myself for being so calm. For some strange reason I was not scared either. I’m not sure why. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say, but I definitely wanted to hear from them.

The rest area was quiet this early in the morning and Dave pulled into a space that was well away from any other cars. He put the car in park, then turned the engine off.

He turned back to face me then and the other three guys were quiet as he got ready to speak. His face muscles worked busily and I could tell that he was thinking hard about what he was planning to say.

“I can see why you might be concerned, Dixie……, and I don’t blame you for feeling somewhat vulnerable right now. But I’m sure I can speak for every one of us here when I say that we mean you no harm at all. None whatsoever. It is definitely NOT our intention to make you do anything you don’t want to do.”

I turned my head sideways and looked at him skeptically.

“But I will also say…” he continued, “That if you are even the slightest bit open to it, either now or later on the trip, we would all love to cherish you and treat you like the lovely young… well, princess that you could be to us.”

My look softened at his words. It was a remarkable compliment.

He continued, “You are without a doubt the most attractive, most appealing, most….. sexually alluring, most…… I can’t find adequate words for it, really…. uh, striking girl I have ever run across. And now that they’ve seen you, I think my friends will agree with me, right?”

“Definitely,” said Mike.

“For sure,” said Bob from my left.

“Absolutely,” said Riff, emphatically.

“And we would love to… to love you like you’ve never been loved before,” Dave added. “I gather that you’ve never been intimate with an older guy, and your uncle told me that you don’t have a boyfriend at the moment…….”

“He told you that?” I interrupted.

Dave nodded. “We talked about you quite a bit after you left.”

I nodded once again, wanting to let him finish.

“Anyway, I can tell you are mature and confident, and you have a quality of presence about you that tells me you are strong mentally as well as physically.” His voice softened then, and he said more casually, “You’re sort of the… ultimate woman…, if you know what I mean. So, if you want this… this holiday… to be something much more special……, a, uh, time that is focused purely on YOU more than anything else, we would all like to make that happen. But if it does NOT interest you,” he added, “We will accept that gracefully, and just enjoy the pleasure of your company, as you help us out this weekend. You will already know we are attracted to you, but we will try very hard not to make you uncomfortable at all, if you want it that way.”

Wow, I thought, my heart racing in my chest at his words. No one had EVER spoken to me like that before. I did not doubt his sincerity. Not in the least. And I had a feeling that the others were the same. They were all certainly handsome enough. In fact, they were all superbly masculine. But still……

Softly I said, “All four of you?”

Dave nodded then, saying nothing at first. Then he spoke. “It HAS to be that way.”

I could see the logic to that. No one could be left out. Not with such close quarters.

Up until this time I thought I had had some experience, but now I realized that I really didn’t. I had been with six different guys, all of them close to my age, none of them particularly memorable. My mind was racing with questions. What would this really be like?

It was true I did not have a boyfriend at the time. And I didn’t know if these guys were married or not. But that was their situation, not mine.

“What about the hunting?” I asked.

“We might do some,” said Dave. “But it’s nowhere near as important as this. Not even close.”

I actually smiled as he said this. The question flashed through my mind whether or not I could HANDLE all four of them. I figured I probably could. There was no doubt they would each want to fuck me quite a few times. I had just finished my period and was also on the pill.

I had a sudden urge to pee. I spoke up, “I have to go to the bathroom.”

I immediately saw the concern on all four of their faces. I shrugged. “I do, really. Don’t worry. I won’t take off on you.”

Riff opened his door and stepped out, giving me room to exit the car.

A lot of thoughts ripped through my head as I took my time to go to the ladies’ room. They had been awfully nice to me about this. And it would certainly make them all happy. Was there anything bad about it? I asked myself this. My reputation maybe? But I could swear them all to secrecy. That would probably be more important to them than to me, anyway. I couldn’t really think of anything else that would be negative. And the more I thought about the four of them the more attractive they seemed to become. And they COULD probably teach me a lot. I didn’t always come when I was with a guy. I had a feeling that they knew how to make that happen.

Then I thought about the car. Would they want to do it there? Right away? While we were driving? I had done it in a car before but it was always dark, with the car stopped. And with only one guy, of course. This would be a lot different! A hell of a lot! But the more I thought about it the more exciting the idea became. Rolling down the road while I was fucking in the back seat? With four guys? Jesus. What a thought! What would my mother say? I knew what she would say. She would probably do it herself. Especially with four guys like this. She would probably remind me that an opportunity like this doesn’t come around very often. Mom was cool…… Maybe……

The more I thought about it the more I was convincing myself to say yes. The positives outweighed the negatives by a long shot. And by the time I was headed back to the car I had made my decision. I had no idea of the life-changing decision this would be. I think back on that often. But I had made up my mind, anyway. I was going to do it.











The guys were absolutely stewing in the car while Dixie was in the restroom.

Riff looked at Dave. “When you told us about her you REALLY understated her looks and her body,” he commented.

“Yes, that’s for sure,” agreed Bob.

“She is spectacular. There’s no doubt about that,” said Mike.

“I just didn’t want you guys to get your hopes up too much. She’s spectacular all right, but this is not a done deal by any means. I want her just as bad as you guys do, but if we make the smallest wrong move we might lose her.”

“You’re right,” agreed Riff.

The other two mumbled their agreement.

“Well, at least she’s not pissed off,” said Dave. “We may have to give her some time to think about this. But I think it looks reasonably good. We’ll just have to be on our best behavior.”

“That can happen,” said Riff.

“And we can always hunt if she says no,” went Bob. “But I don’t know if I’m gonna get much sleep if she’s that close by.”

“Yeah, I’ll second that,” said Dave. “But we still have time to bring her around, even if she says no right now…”



It seemed like an eternity before she emerged from the building, but when she did they couldn’t read anything on her face. She was casual as she walked back toward the car.

“She’s comin’ back!” said Riff with relief.

“God, what a body,” said Bob.

“Remember, we need to be absolute gentlemen,” said Mike. “All the way.”

“Keep your fingers crossed, guys,” said Dave.

Bob jumped out of the back seat and held the door open for her as she approached.

She smiled pleasantly.











I remember I was absolutely tingling as I approached the car this time. As Bob got out to let me back in, I gave him an unrevealing smile.

As I settled back into my seat, no one moved. Mike and Dave turned back from the front seat to look at me. When I looked back at them, I smiled slightly and decided to tease them a little. “You guys all look like a bunch of eager puppies,” I said lightly.

“Can you blame us?” Mike asked right away.

“I hope you take that as a compliment,” Dave said.

I nodded. “I do. Don’t worry, I do.”

They were silent again, and once again I smiled. “Okay,” I said. “I’ve decided. I’ll do it. You guys can have me.” I could feel the surprise and shock oozing out of them. “But there are three conditions,” I stated.

They all looked like they had really not expected me to say this. They all were nearly dumb. Or perhaps, dumbfounded. I was even more complimented by this, but I continued. “First, you must promise not to tell about this. I don’t want it to get out.”

“Okay,” agreed Dave.

The rest of them nodded with enthusiasm.

I directed my eyes to Dave then. “And if this becomes too much for me, and I say enough, you guys have to stop. No matter what. Okay?”

They all nodded back at that and murmured their agreement.

“And,” I continued, “If we’re gonna do it while we’re driving, I want you to put some towels over the side windows.”

“Jesus,” said Bob.

“Did you want to do that?” I asked. “Here in the car? While we’re driving?”

“If you’re okay with it,” Dave answered quickly.

“I think I am. Might be kind of different……”

Riff was the first one I noticed as he closed his eyes. “Mama Mia. Tell me I’m not dreaming……”

That made me smile again, and they all broke into similar words, all expressing some disbelief that I was agreeable, especially to doing it in the car together.

But all of a sudden, I was really enjoying this. Seeing the expressions of eager expectation on all their faces was definitely contagious. I realized I was bringing enormous pleasure to FOUR men at once. It was very stimulating for me, too.

Mike hopped out of the car, went around back and opened the hatch. He quickly brought a couple of towels back in with him.

Dave started the car and put each of the back windows down about an inch.

Mike handed the towels out and Bob and Riff both took one and pushed the end of it through the opened window.

Dave put the windows back up, and the towels made a perfect curtain, shielding us all from the outside. It was perfect.

We couldn’t do much about the windows farther back, but they were not right next to us, so I didn’t worry about them.



As Dave left the car running now, I looked around and said, “How do you want to decide who’s goin’ first?”

Riff spoke from beside me, “Would you like to decide?”

Then Mike suggested, “Or we could pick numbers.”

I looked toward Mike and said, “Oh, I think numbers would be better. I don’t want to make the choices.”

They quickly came up with some strips of paper and they were soon folded and put into a hat.

Bob was like a little kid in a toy store when he got number one. Mike got number two, Riff three and Dave four.

Mike turned to Dave. “You sure you’re okay with four? I mean, you’re the one who made this happen.”

“I’m fine with it,” he said evenly, “But I think numbers one and two should be in the back seat. Then when you two are finished I can pull over and we’ll switch, and someone else can drive.”

I said nothing as they worked it out. This was all so new and different for me. Discussing casually and graphically the way we were going to have sex? It was certainly not what I was used to. This happened usually in the heat of passion, whether in the back of a car or in a back bedroom. But still there was something very sexy about the guys talking openly about their plans to share me. And the fact that it was all about me was indeed something special, just as Dave had said it might be.

They all came to an agreement and before we left the rest area, Mike and Bob were in the back, with me in the middle. And as we drove out of the rest area, as the highway began rolling by and the plans were all made, I was bubbling inside with excitement. I think everyone was.

Casually I asked, “Are you guys going to be okay doing this? I mean, with all of us together?”

Mike answered first. “We’ve all seen enough porn movies to know how it works. We won’t have any trouble, don’t you worry. Not with YOUR looks and YOUR body.”

I smiled at that. And as I did my fingers came up naturally and I began on the top button of my shirt. I had only gotten the first one undone when Bob asked politely, “Can we do that for you?”

“Sure. If you want to,” I answered, moving my hands away.

Riff turned around from the front seat, and I fought a slight feeling of embarrassment. He would obviously want to watch us. I shouldn’t have been surprised by this. I would want to watch too if I were in his place. Then I noticed Dave looking at me in the rear-view mirror.

“Are you going to be able to keep your eyes on the road while we do this?” I asked him.

“I’ll be careful,” he promised. “Don’t worry.”

“Okay…,” I said cautiously.

I was touched as I noticed Bob’s fingers trembling as he began to unbutton me. From my right Mike found the zipper of my jeans and pulled it down slowly. Without thinking I moved my hands down to their pants and searched for the tongues of their zippers as they worked on me.

Mike broke the silence by speaking first. “Ever done anything like this before, hon? I mean, more than one guy?”

“No, I haven’t,” I answered honestly. “I did see it in an x-rated movie once, though. Never thought I’d ever be doing it.”

“When did you, uh…, start?” he pressed.

“When I was eighteen.”

“I thought most girls started younger these days,” commented Riff from the front seat.

“They do mostly,” I agreed. “I was one of the last in my class to do it.”

“I would say somebody was a very, very lucky guy,” said Mike from my right.

I smiled at him. “That’s a sweet thing to say.”

I had both of their zippers all the way down now but there wasn’t much else I could really do after I had undone their belts. My own zipper was all the way down as well and Bob was just finishing opening my shirt. It was time for me to move.

I could see a bulge on both of them, but I ignored it for now.

I leaned forward, letting my arms relax. Together they worked my shirt back over my shoulders and down. I pulled my right arm out first and Bob took the garment, leaving me with just my bra on, up top.

The guys all seemed incredibly eager to see what was next.

I straightened my back then, displaying my chest even as it was covered. Some cleavage showed between the heavy globes, but they were well covered. Since Bob was first, I turned my back toward him.

I felt the touch of his fingers on the clasp of my bra……











It was a beautiful, crisp and clear November day, and the solitary car sped along the highway at just under the speed limit.

At the wheel of the big suburban Dave was peeking at the rearview mirror while trying to keep his eyes on the road ahead. His mind was working feverishly. He was thinking of a conversation he had had with his friend Jere a few days earlier. Dixie’s uncle had been easily forthcoming with discourse about the lovely young girl.

As Dave conjured the idea of inviting Dixie on their hunting trip, Jere had been open about the possibilities of sexual activity among their group. Dixie’s mother, and now Jere’s ex-sister-in-law, was well known for her open-minded behavior. They both determined that if the daughter were even close to the mother, Dixie might very well be open to some kind of group session. Jere had felt so strongly about the possibility that he insisted Dave take his camcorder along and try to record as much of the event as possible.

“I would go along with you myself,” Jeremiah had said, “if I didn’t think that my being there might put the kybosh on the deal. Me being her former uncle might be too much for her to handle, if you know what I mean.”

Dave had liked the idea and readily agreed to record as much as he could of the weekend. He had discussed it with the other three guys and they were also amenable. Each of them had brought their cell phones as well, which had recording capabilities. They could combine everything at the end and make copies for everyone.

But for now, he was trying to figure out how they could get some kind of recording of what was happening here in the car right now. The camcorder was sitting on the front seat, but they couldn’t just aim it at Dixie without her seeing it.

Then he smiled as he noticed that Riff was palming his cell phone in his right hand. He knew his friend would find a way to discreetly record at least part of what was happening in the back seat.

Dixie’s shirt was now off and her back was turned toward Bob. They were all about to see one of the best sets of tits on the face of the planet. Hopefully Riff would get some footage of this.

Dave forced himself to keep his eyes on the road.









As Bob undid my clasp, the elastic contracted, loosening the heavy-support bra that I always wore. My chest was quite firm anyhow, but I like the stability, so I always kept my boobs well-braced. But now the garment came forward and I let it slip off as the straps went over my shoulders. It fell downward and I was now bare-chested.

I straightened up again, displaying myself to Mike and Riff, who was in the front, then I turned slowly to my left so Bob could also see. I kept my back straight and my chest out as I took in a deep breath.

“Lord almighty!” said Mike from beside me.

Riff let out a long breath, and Bob went into a state of reverie. I turned toward him then and he just stared, open-mouthed. He finally shook his head and said, “Those are SO beautiful.”

I knew right then that he was a “tit” man.

I turned a little more to him, smiling sweetly, displaying myself.

He started to reach for me, then pulled back cautiously. I appreciated the respectful gesture, but I nodded anyway. “Go ahead,” I said. “You can touch.”

His hands came up again, both of them, and he very gently cradled the bottoms of my breasts. His thumbs eased up and crossed my nipples, brushing them gently. It felt nice. I closed my eyes. There were definitely some benefits to having generous melons, and I was enjoying them right now. THIS was what they were for…… Bob was worshipping them with his hands.

I could definitely see a bulge in his trousers now, and I moved my right hand down and gently touched the outline. I felt it harden even more.

“We better let that poor guy loose,” I said evenly. “It looks uncomfortable.”

Bob closed his eyes, letting his hands linger, gently testing my ‘babes’ for firmness. Then he nodded, opening his eyes. “Good idea,” he said.

I turned back toward the front and that’s when I noticed it. Riff had palmed it discreetly, but I saw the phone in his hand. I knew that he was recording. I was certain of it.

I looked at him hard, and then looked at Dave. My eyes went back to Riff. “If you’re recording, I want your DOUBLE promise that you’ll keep it private. Just for us only. Promise?”

“Absolutely,” he said firmly.

I wondered if he was being truthful. There wasn’t much choice now, anyway. I continued, “I want a copy of all of it for myself, too. And remember, just you four and me, okay?”

Again he said, “Absolutely,” while the other guys nodded. Then he asked carefully, “Can I… get a close-up?”

I made a dry smile. “Sure. Why not.”

I held still then, facing forward, letting him move the phone right up to my breasts. He lingered there a moment, then eased back.

“Perfect,” he said.

At that point I looked from Bob to Mike and felt a little confused. “So….., I’ve never done this before,” I said. “Is it usually that everybody watches while…… one of you does it? Or, uh, does, uh, everybody undress and it’s more a group thing…..?” Then a thought hit me. “I guess I should have asked you guys this, but have you all done this before?”

“Not quite like this,” said Riff. “But it can be done either way. Personally, I like it better if it is more than just one-on-one. But it’s really up to you. Do you want others touching you while you do it with Bob? Or would you find that distracting?”

I thought about that for a moment. “I guess we’ll have time to do it both ways over the weekend,” I said. “But right now it seems, since we’re all so close, that at least the three of us in back should be nude, and Mike could hold my hand or something.”

“That sounds like a pretty good plan if you ask me,” said Riff from the front. “Then Dave and I can do it like that when WE get back there.”

I nodded in agreement. It still seemed really different, discussing it like this, with me sitting there naked from the waist up while the guys were all dressed and looking at me. But since it was obvious that they liked what they saw it didn’t feel bad at all. I was actually quite confident as their eyes kept darting down toward my chest, finding the look of me impossible to ignore. It also made me realize what a power a woman’s body could have over a man.

“Do you want to help me with my jeans? Or should I do that myself?” I looked from Mike back to Bob.

He smiled and said, “How about if we both give you a little assistance, and once you’re done, we’ll get our stuff off.”

I smiled back. “Okay.”

And so I lifted, using my thumbs to slide my waistband downward while the guys tugged right along with me. I lifted my ass off the seat and together the three of us worked my jeans down around my butt until they were about at my mid-thigh. My panties were much easier, and while I was suspended I just slipped them down as well, right down to my jeans.

“Whew!” said Mike.

Riff aimed his phone down and filmed some more.

I let my bare butt back down onto the seat, and it was easy to slip everything off at that point. I was now totally naked. In the car with four men.

“Dixie, you’re incredible,” said Riff from the front seat.

They were all murmuring appreciatively, and it made me feel safe and wanted at the same time. It felt pretty good, really, it did.

I turned toward Bob and smiled as he began to undress quickly now. Mike moved more slowly, but Bob was nearly desperate to get his clothes off. I reached out and helped him wherever I could. He was quickly bare-chested and I thought he looked pretty good. Very good, in fact.

As I helped him push down his pants, his cock sprang out. It was a nice one. Already stiffening, it was rising fast, and I figured it would probably reach seven or more inches. Should fit quite nicely……

I helped him push his pants all the way down and off before I reached for it. “That’s lookin’ good,” I said happily, my face still fairly close to it.

As he and I righted ourselves I focused downward, eyeing the appendage I was about to take on. I reached for it with my right hand and Bob became still, waiting for my touch. His eyes closed as my fingers encircled it. I felt it twitch and stiffen even more.

I noticed the car slowing then and I looked forward.

Dave spoke in explanation. “I’ve got to pull over for a few minutes here. This is just too wonderful to miss out on.”

I looked outside with concern but the exit looked very deserted, and Dave continued, “I know a quiet place just a little ways ahead. No one will see us there.”

I waited then, and suddenly noticed that Mike was also nude and his cock rose up just as Bob’s was. Looking down at it I said, “You guys could be twins.”

That brought a smile from everyone and I sat back then and reached out to both of them. I now had an erection in each hand, I was facing forward, and Riff was filming me from the front seat. He was no longer using a phone. He had a camcorder in his hand. I smiled, then looked from Bob’s cock to Mike’s……

It did not take Dave long to find the old dirt road he was looking for and soon we were well out of sight. I released Mike and turned toward Bob.

His hand came up and he gently caressed my cheek with his knuckles. “God, you’re so beautiful,” he said innocently.

I smiled back at him. “Thank you,” was all I said, smiling slightly as I leaned forward.

Our lips touched and we started to kiss.

I started to turn then, and our lips separated as I moved onto my knees in the center of the back seat. Immediately I felt Mike’s hand on my ass, touching gently, caressing softly.

As I made ready to swing my right knee over Bob’s lap I had a thought. “I’m on the pill, guys,” I said out loud, looking at Bob. “So don’t worry about that part.”

Bob’s eyes closed in disbelief.

“Praise the lord,” said Mike from behind me.

“I’ll second that,” said Riff.

Dave had put the car in park, left the engine running and had now turned around, facing backward.

I swung my leg over and settled there in front of Bob.

His arms went around my back first, pulling me to him, embracing me as our chests touched. My big breasts pressed against him and he no doubt liked the feel of it as his hands roamed the skin of my bare back. He gently kissed my right ear as he let his hands slide downward. They finally came to rest on my behind and he spread his fingers out over my buttocks.

He paused for a generous moment, anticipating, then started to lift me.

As I felt the subtle pressure I flexed my legs and rose, moving up until I was as high as I could get. I looked down between us, and I could see the bulbous crown of his cock, waiting to be put to use. Inside me. At this point I was quite wet in there, with my own anticipation of what was about to happen.

I felt Bob’s hands squeezing my buns and I moved forward, letting the erection disappear underneath me. My hands were on his shoulders now and I wanted to keep them there. I moved around, feeling my way, trying to fit myself onto his cockhead. I found it shortly and began to lower.







Bob was in heaven as this delicious young nymph pressed her body into his. Her open willingness was phenomenal and he was fairly certain this was going to be the best piece of ass he’d ever had in his life.

All three of the other guys were now holding either a camera or a cell phone aimed at the naked couple in the back seat. The two different angles from the front along with Mike shooting from the side gave a very complete image of what Dixie was doing.

The look on her face was exquisite as she began to take Bob’s cock inside her. She had no problem being filmed, or being with the four of them! Mike closed his eyes and took a deep breath, knowing it would not be easy to hold back while watching her get screwed right next to him. The sight of her just modelling in the raw would be enough to put most men over the top. To watch her have intercourse would be hot as hell!

So, the other three guys held their own, there in the stopped car with Dixie straddling Bob, his cock now inside her. The promise of what would transpire over the coming weekend was more than any of them could even think about at this moment. Best to take it one moment at a time, and right now, in broad daylight, they were going to watch Bob fuck Dixie.

And they would record the whole thing……









As I felt Bob’s cock start up inside me, as the first of four guys began to fuck me, I knew that this was an experience I would never forget. It felt really, really good. Being surrounded by them all, with cameras running and recording me, I was still not feeling the least bit shy about it. I don’t know why, really, but with everything they had promised, it just seemed natural and no one would be the worse for it. I trusted them somehow.

The stiff erection was now splitting me, filling me wonderfully, uniting with my body as nature intended. My own natural lube was paving the way, and I could feel Bob’s excitement as we fused.

And when I felt a third hand touching me in the middle of the back I turned toward Mike, glancing at the phone he was holding in his left hand while he caressed me with his right.

Without thinking I just paused in my descent, closed my eyes and leaned outward to my side to let him kiss me. It was a light kiss, just one of gratitude, and as we eased apart he said, “You are SO beautiful.”

I nodded to him and said, “This is...... awesome……”

He gave my back a gentle rub, then left his hand still, letting me go back to work.

So, I turned back to Bob, then leaned in and kissed him as well. His fingers tightened on my ass and I resumed my descent, soon breaking off the kiss and putting my head down on his shoulder.

I lowered the last two inches and felt the head of his crown pressing firmly against the end of my sheath. A perfect fit.

I took a deep breath. “I think I told you I’m on the pill…… Didn’t I?”

“Baby, you SURE did,” said Bob.

And then we began. We began to fuck.

I rose, slowly. We did it together.

We started the motions that would eventually bring him off inside me. Soon I would feel his sperm enter my body.

It was FANTASTIC!

We were pumping!

We started carefully, working as a team, his hands firmly on my butt, helping me as I lifted and lowered.

I slid my slippery and willing cunny up and down along his hardened shaft.

Slow and steady. Smooth and even. The rod filled me perfectly. Each time I lowered it hit the end of my tunnel and I made a soft gasp.

As we began our journey I noticed that the car was totally quiet but for the sounds that the two of us were making. All eyes were on me, I was certain. I thought it was interesting that we had postponed our journey, stopped the car completely, just so that they could take time out to screw me. I supposed now, that sex would be the most important part of the upcoming weekend and there would not be a lot of hunting. I wondered if there would be any hunting at all.

I noticed the four dogs in the back, three of them lying quietly, the fourth one standing and looking out the window. I thought it rather interesting that they seemed oblivious to what was happening in the seat in front of them.

Bob’s hands explored my lower back, but mostly focused on my ass. He helped me lift and fall, then he let me lift and lower myself. Like a test. He wanted me to do it… I could feel his breath by the side of my face, and he kissed me lightly and frequently around my right ear. But there was a definite intimacy between us each time he took my ass in his hands. It made me feel special……

I felt Mike’s hand slide along my back, encouraging me as I moved.

I had a feeling my new partner might not last very long so I let him decide the pace. I tried to stay reasonably quiet, not wanting to overstimulate, so as not to bring him off prematurely.

But as his breathing became more hot and desperate I instinctively moved a little faster. It felt natural for both of us…

As our pace began to increase a little more, as Bob held on so remarkably well, I suddenly realized that I was about to come. I had to admire his staying power and I realized that the experience these guys had would be a real perk for me. Bob was kind and gentle in his lovemaking, even though he was pushing me hard onto his cock now, firmly pressing the end of my sheath.

And for me the situation was so heavy with lust, being naked in a car with four men, I was now grasping the wantonness of the scene. I felt comfortable and calm with these guys. And at the same time very much desired. It was awesome!!!

But the feelings were building and I wondered if I would come before Bob. It would not be long. I knew I should try to hold back……

Then suddenly my body was gripped by a need so strong I could not resist it. I began to pump faster, making a shorter stroke but keeping my partner deep at the same time. My breathing quickened and I was on the brink of losing control.

Bob seemed to recognize this and stayed right in sync with me, carrying himself right along with me.

And then suddenly it was there, and my muscles lost control. I choked back a squeal and buried my head in Bob’s shoulder as my well-filled kitty began its contractions. It throbbed and squeezed and there could be no doubt in Bob’s mind what was happening to me.

And then he announced it. To all of them. “Jesus, she’s cumming!” he said, his voice laced with amazement.

“My God!” I heard one of them say.

There were other similar comments, but I was in the middle of the throes of it and nothing else mattered at the moment.

But it worked perfectly anyway, as Bob put his lips to my ear and said clearly, “Here it comes, honey. Here it comes!”

My own climax had put him over.

“Ohhh! Yesss! Ohh!!” I replied.

I felt his cock twitch and then the spurts erupted inside me.

We were united. Perfectly.

He thrust upward just as I sank down on him and we held each other together, no longer moving as he emptied his load into my willing body.

We both shuddered and shook together for a delicious moment, clinging to each other. We rode it as far as we possibly could until we were finally still. And before I even lifted my head I spoke breathlessly and clearly. “God, that felt SO good!”

“I’ll second that,” he agreed.

I finally leaned back from him, looking serious at first, then smiling at him as he leaned forward to kiss me. “Thank you,” he said. “That was exquisite.”

“For me as well,” I said, nodding.

The entire car was quiet then and I knew the others were happy for the two of us, even as they anticipated what was coming next.

Mike was no longer touching me and I turned to my left to look at him.

“That was beautiful to see,” he complimented.

I smiled and reached my hand toward him, looking down at the same time. “I see that it turned YOU on,” I commented, noting his upright cock.

He just nodded, still smiling. “Sure did.”

I turned back to Bob who was also smiling. I leaned forward and kissed him one more time. “I need to take care of your friend,” I said, “But I’m looking forward to the next round.”

He just shook his head. “You’re incredible.”

I had not lifted off Bob yet, and I could still feel his hardness inside me. His left hand was still on my ass, squeezing and testing, while his right slid along my rib cage, also caressing my bare skin.

I turned toward my left until I could see Mike and Riff. “Do you guys have some Kleenex or something?” I asked. “I don’t want to mess up your car seat.”

Riff still had a camera aimed at me, but he spoke from behind it. “Yes. Sure.”

A moment later I was handed a box of tissue. I lifted off then and slipped several pieces between my legs. I could feel the cum oozing. It felt nice. And I reckoned I was going to feel a lot of it in the next couple of days.



As I turned myself toward Mike, Riff moved the camera close in, focusing on my left breast. I turned both of them toward him and stilled myself for a moment, letting him move right in for an extreme close-up. I took a deep breath then, expanding my chest, posing for him. He moved the lens to within two inches of my left nipple.

“Excellent,” he emphasized, pulling back slowly. I smiled at that, but then turned to Mike.

“You ready, big boy?” I asked.

“I sure am,” he replied eagerly.

“You want the same position, I take it.”

“That will be just fine,” he said.

I balled up the wet tissue and Bob offered his hand to take it. I handed it to him. I swung my left leg over Mike’s lap. His cock was pointing due north, like a beacon, ready to engage.

As Mike’s hands found my ass I lifted for him, moving my pelvis over his knob.



My eyes closed as I descended slowly, feeling him go in, feeling the mushroomed-capped head splitting my tender feminity.

His fingers tightened on my ass, pulling me gently, even as I let my weight down.

My breath was slightly irregular still, with the excitement of taking a second guy right after my first.

On my right Bob was watching us, and he was holding a camera now.

I finally felt Mike pressing the end of my tunnel and I let out a heavy sigh. “Ohhh, that feels SO GOOD,” I said.

“Baby, it sure does,” he agreed. “And YOU are something else…… really,” he added.

It was then that I said something that would lead me to a destiny that I had never imagined. I did not think much of it at the time, but it turned out to be a deep dark secret that would be used to shape the hand of fate for me.

I just said, “Well, you guys are pushing all the right buttons. It’s like, once you get me started, I just can’t stop.”

They must have filed that little tidbit away, because it came in handy for them later that weekend.



But right now I was only thinking about Mike and the fact that his cock was immured inside me. It was his turn and I wanted to give him a good ride.

I flexed my legs, lifting.

His hands followed on my ass.

I rose to nearly his cockhead.

I descended down all the way.

I lifted again immediately.

His grip tightened.

I began a steady rhythm.

Up and down.

Up and down.

Up and down.

I moved my head forward.

I rested my head on his shoulder.

I never stopped moving.

I glided down around him smoothly, feeling his breath near my ear, feeling his hardness as it penetrated, feeling his knob hitting my depths.

He had good staying power too, and again I was impressed. We cruised along for a while, with his mouth finally moving closer to my ear, and then he began to slow down.

He went to his maximum depth then, and stopped, pushing me down onto him, forcing the knob until it stretched me. At the same time I felt his tongue touch my ear.

No guy had ever done this to me, and I shuddered as I felt it. I did not pull away, however, and he took that as a positive sign and began to run his tongue around the perimeter, sending shivers right to my core. I had never known this to be an erogenous zone, but I could certainly feel it now.

I turned my head slightly, making it easy for him, and his tongue began a relentless attack, driving me half crazy. I closed my eyes. “Hnnnnnnnnnnnn,” I went.

“Yeah, baby,” he gasped right into my ear.

Still holding me tight onto him, he pumped his pelvis upward, ramming my cervix as though he were punishing me.

“Ohhh, Jesus!” I exhaled.

He made three short strokes, then paused. Then he repeated. The second time was harder than the first.

His hand slid up my back for a moment then, exploring my bare skin, his fingers dancing along my back. Then he returned his right hand to my butt while he brought his left hand upward. His mouth moved away from my ear for a moment, and I found out later that he had moistened the middle finger on his left hand.

He slid me upward slowly then, bringing me near the head of his cock. He paused again for a moment and I remained motionless, letting him have total control.

His hand went down again and I felt both sets of fingers on my ass again.

But this time it was different. He reached around even farther with his left and I felt a finger slip between my buns. A quick search by him and his finger was right against my asshole.

Without hesitation and certainly without permission, he quickly pushed his middle digit into my shitter, stretching the tiny ring as he forced his way into my back door.

“Oh my God!” I squeaked, my anus fighting and contracting all the way.

But he kept his finger in, holding it there.

Then he pushed me down again with his right, filling me once more with his muscular tube.

“Oh, you’re gonna make me cum!” I wailed, knowing it was true.

“Yeah, baby,” he repeated, into my ear.

He held me onto him.

He pushed his finger in deeper!

Up my ass!

He pumped again.

One, two, three.

My insides detonated.

“NNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”

“Jesus, she’s cumming, guys! Cumming again!” Mike announced, still holding me down.

“Ohh, YES!!!” I shouted. “YES! I’M CUMMING!!!!! NNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”

Then I heard Mike cry out. “God, I’m cumming too!!!”

I’m certain my entire lower unit went into spasms then, and I could feel myself squeezing him in both my openings. I felt the hot spurts pouring into me and my entire body pulsed with satisfaction as we completed our coupling.

We remained together, panting, coming down slowly from our blissful climax.











Just as Mike finished unloading into Dixie, the dogs in the back began to stir. With the car no longer in motion, and only the sounds of passion in the back seat, the animals had become restless.

Dixie’s breathing was just beginning to lighten when Bruiser put his head up over the back seat, right at her face. She couldn’t help but notice and it brought a smile to her face.

“Hey there, boy,” she said in a friendly tone. “You ain’t gonna tell on us now, are ya?”

That brought a smile to all the guys and it also lightened the mood in the car. Dixie leaned back then, giving Mike a light kiss as she finished coming back to earth.

Bob had the camera now, and was still filming while Dave and Riff still aimed their phones from the front seat.

As the three other dogs got up and peered over the back seat, Dave broke the silence.

“We should probably let them out for a minute,” he said, “Since we’re changing places anyway.”

Dixie said nothing and the guys were relieved, still somewhat on edge with disbelief. Would she indeed continue with such open willingness? Continue to share her body with all of them? It seemed too good to be true, and yet she showed no sign of shyness or embarrassment. Just a casual nonchalance as they prepared to continue their gang bang with her.

She made no effort to cover herself as the car doors opened and the guys began to move around. She stayed in the center of the back seat, kneeling on her calves, facing forward now. Her enormous breasts stood proudly, accented even more by her good posture and her straight back.

The guys took some more footage of her from outside the car, through the opened back door. She smiled and waved at the camera as they filmed her.



After a few minutes they piled back into the car, this time with Dave and Riff in the backseat. Mike was in the driver seat now. He started the car up to get the heater going.
As Dixie waited for direction, Dave and Riff began to undress.

Mike suggested, “Maybe we should get started. I think we can drive while you guys do it.”
Dave answered first. “As long as you can keep your eyes on the road.”
“I think we can do that now,” Mike replied. “And it would be nice to get to the cabin.”
They all agreed with that and Dixie smiled as she nodded right along with them.



Mike put the car in gear and soon they were rolling down the highway once again.

Dixie remained still, quietly waiting for Riff to make a move or say something. His eye roved up and down her body as though he were a judging her in a dog or a horse show.

“You want to wait till we get there?” Dixie asked.

Riff shook his head as he looked down at her breasts. “I'm just admiring,” he said. “You are one of the most lovely sights I've ever seen in my life. Like one of the wonders of the world. I’m serious.”

A grateful smile broadened Dixie's face. The other guys murmured their agreement.

She reached out and touched his hand, squeezing it gratefully. “You want to the same position then?” she asked softly.

“Yes. I think so. I mean, I would truly like to do it in missionary with you, but maybe that can happen later. There’s not enough room in here.”

“We can do missionary,” she said. “That’s the one I’m used to…”

The guys just shook their heads……


As Mike was driving Bob held the camera steady from the front seat. Dixie was completely adjusted to this now and she ignored all the cameras as she concentrated on Riff. She looked down to see that he was fully erect. Smiling again, she let her fingers surround him gently.

Dave watched quietly from his position beside them, as the car sped on at about sixty miles per hour. He was glad he wasn’t driving now. He wanted to see this up close.

Dixie focused her concentration on Riff only now. She looked down at the erect penis that was encased in her hand.

She took her time, savoring the moment, squeezing gently, testing him. His hands went straight for her breasts, taking them both in his palms. His fingers moved lovingly, enjoying the firmness. He couldn't take his eyes off them. “God, they're beautiful,” he whispered.

She just smiled, saying nothing.













As I began to work on number three, there was a definite excitement to be barreling down the road as I knelt on a car’s back seat, about to be fucked. The speed somehow intensified everything. I have no idea why, but it just did.

Even though the side windows were now draped, the three back windows were clear, and I could see the terrain rolling by.

I concentrated on Riff’s cock as he began to feel my breasts. His fingers were so gentle and loving there was no doubt in my mind that he was also a “tit man”. That was certainly no problem for me, as I enjoyed his attentions.

I tested the hardness of his rod with my fingers as his explored the firmness of my chest.

It was just about then that I noticed another big SUV type car approaching us from behind. I noticed right away that it was the newest Cadillac model, bright red in color and clean as a whistle. A beautiful car. For some strange reason, I didn’t duck or move at all.

We were in the left lane, going reasonably fast, but this vehicle was moving still faster, coming up quickly in the right-hand lane.

I knew straightaway that if the driver were watching he would probably be able to see us. If he was looking…… And, even as Riff and I continued our foreplay, I watched the car’s approach out of the corner of my eye. Hmmmm…….

Just as he pulled even with the rear bumper I saw that Dave noticed him also. And as he did I saw him raise his iphone and begin to film from my right. Interesting…… That car would be in the picture.

Also filming from the front seat, Bob noticed it too and spoke. “Car coming,” he said.

I wasn’t sure if my breasts would be visible, but my bare shoulders certainly would be, and our position definitely foretold what we were doing, or what we were about to do.

The speed of the car stayed constant and I was later sorry that I looked away and didn’t see the driver as he went by. The car passed us, but then Mike spoke quickly from the driver’s seat. “I think he’s seen us. He’s slowing down.”

I looked to the left and saw the car come back into view through the right rear window.

Mike gave our car some gas, but Mr. Cadillac quickly accelerated again, pulling up alongside to stay even with us.

I could see his face now. It was a guy. Not bad looking and probably in his late thirties. I couldn’t tell if anyone was with him, but he was definitely staying with us, trying to see what we were up to in the back seat with the windows curtained.

There was a momentary silence from all of the guys and Dave kept his phone aimed so that the car would definitely be in the picture as well as me and Riff.

I looked to the left through the window to see the man’s expression. He was no one that I knew, which was a big relief, but the look on his face showed that he was devoutly interested in seeing into our car.

I could see his eyes flashing back and forth from the road to our window, and his mouth was slightly open in a mixture of awe and serious interest.

I’m not sure what came over me then. Maybe I liked his looks. Or maybe I was so overwhelmed by the lust of being with four guys that it was affecting my sensibility. Like I said before, once I get started…… But without hesitation now, I made a tiny smile, put my hands on Riff’s shoulders and lifted, raising myself to take him, at the same time showing our follower everything he wanted to see. My breasts would be visible now for sure, and I flashed a look his way, instantly knowing that he could see everything.

But I just didn’t care right now……

Then I closed my eyes and spoke softly, “Can’t stop now……”

I saw Riff’s face get serious and he nodded.

“You’re incredible, Dixie,” Dave said softly from behind his camera. They were definite words of encouragement.

As I positioned myself I flashed a look out the window again…… It was just enough to see our new friend’s expression. His mouth was more open now and his eyes blinked while I concentrated on Riff, ignoring his presence.

His car fell back a little, but he quickly began to catch up.

In an instant all four of my guys knew what was happening here. But no one said a word.

My eyes fixed on Riff at that moment, looking serious.

I nodded just slightly as if asking a question. “I can handle this if you can,” I said to my soon-to-be partner.

“I’m hard as a rock, baby,” he returned.

“That’ll work.” Then I moved to fit my entrance onto him.

I could feel rather than see the presence of the car hovering next to us. I kept my face out in front from Riff, making certain it was visible as I began to descend. I let my expression illustrate my feelings as the rock-hard pole began to penetrate.



I let my mouth open slowly, more and more as I closed my eyes and lowered. I felt his hands tighten on my ass, and I knew it felt good for him. I continued until I felt him pressing the end of my tunnel, then let out a deep breath of relief. I nodded.

Mr. Cadillac was still right with us, but my breasts were now out of his line of vision. But he would soon see them again once I started pumping. I dropped my left hand from Riff’s shoulders so my arm would not block his view of my chest.

His car was about as close as he could get without bumping us and his driver window was about dead even with the front of our far back window.

I lifted then, rising slowly, taking my sheath right to Riff’s cockhead, bringing my breasts to the level of his shoulders. I reversed then and began to make a slow and steady movement, flexing my legs and letting Riff guide me with his hands. I kept my head back and away, letting myself be seen. Beyond that however, I just ignored any other presence, and let myself be fucked by boss number three.

Riff would not let me go too fast, keeping my movements slow, so as not to bring him off too soon.

Then slowly I began to sense more light on my left side. Peeking that way I realized that the curtain we had set up was being lifted and pulled aside.

“Ohhh, you brat,” I said casually and breathlessly. Bob was giving our watcher an even better view. I did not stop however, as we continued our intercourse, just as before. And somehow this turned me on even more! Bob’s willingness to expose me to this complete stranger was particularly hot for some reason and I HAD to pick up the pace then, no matter what.

Riff could sense my need and he went right along with me, soon allowing me to slam myself right onto his lap in a frenzy. My head tipped back and I panted as I felt the rod bury itself into me again and again and again. My breasts swung up and down with my movement and I could feel their weight as they rose and fell with the rest of me.

Then the surge hit and I was over the top. “OHHH!” I gasped.

I turned slightly to the left, keeping my eyes closed and cried out, “Ohh! I’m CUMMING!!!”

“Jesus, girl!” went my partner. And as he did I felt his rod twitching. “UNNNN!!!” he went. Then I felt his spurts bursting inside me and I pressed myself down and held the position, taking his man-seed into my depths.

I let myself go and my head jerked forward and back with the convulsions my body sent up and down my spine. Without shame at all I came for them, including the man in the car, giving them all this intimate part of me, not holding back at all.

“NNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!” I went as I felt Riff unloading into me as we climaxed together.

We were in perfect harmony.

The caddy stayed right with us……

I sank into Riff’s embrace then, keeping my head close to the window, letting our voyeur get his eyeful. And just as I felt myself returning to normal I sensed another presence. It was Bruiser. He was back up again and his head was facing me, right over Riff’s shoulder.

I lifted my face to him. “Hey, big boy,” I purred. Just as I did this he stuck out his tongue and licked my face. I smiled and pulled back a little, ready for him to try that again.

On his second try I kept my face presented to him, letting him lick me. Then, on a whim from nowhere, I opened my mouth and stuck my own tongue out toward him. I felt the broad pink expanse of his doggie-tongue and the surface of it was incredible against my own. I kept at it willingly, french kissing him, basking in the afterglow of my third fuck this morning.

And then it was all shattered.

The flashing lights came on and the police car was coming up fast behind us.

“Oh, shit!” we all said in unison.

This time I ducked my head, and slid myself sideways off Riff’s lap. Cum was running out of me……



There was no way I could get dressed in time so I grabbed for Dave’s coat, which was on the floor of the back seat. He helped me on with it as our car began to slow. Someone handed me the box of Kleenex.

It was quickly obvious that the officer wanted both our cars to pull over, and I wrapped myself in the coat as best I could while we came to a stop.

The Caddy was in front of us and we saw the officer tell him to wait as he approached Mike’s window. The glass went down as the cop came up.

“Good morning officer,” Mike said politely.

“Driver’s license and registration?” was all he said.

They were quickly produced, and the officer bent down and looked into the back of our vehicle. His eyes found me quickly and he scrutinized the situation thoughtfully. I could read his name on the front of his jacket. Allan Malloy.

“Let’s see all of your licenses, including the young lady’s,” he said calmly. He continued to focus mostly on me as the documents were located.

I found my purse and slipped my driver’s license out of it. I kept the coat tightly around me, my naked body trembling underneath it.

“Where’s your group headed today?” the officer asked.

Dave spoke up first to answer: “We’re going to my hunting cabin, up on the Raintree sideroad. By the Elkhorn river.”

“Raintree?” the officer asked with interest.

“Yes.”

“Is that the old Sheffield place?”

“Yes it is,” said Dave. “Do you know it?”

“My family’s got the place just south of there. Round the bend. Gonna do some hunting, are you?”

“That’s our plan,” Dave said as the other three nodded.

“And how about you, Miss, uh, Madison?” he asked. “What’s your role in all this? You a hunter too?”

“No sir,” I said courteously. “I’m here to cook and watch after the dogs.”

He looked down at my license, studying it. “Well, it looks like you’re of age, I guess. Nothin’ wrong with that.” Handing it back to me he looked at the guys again. “Do you KNOW this driver in the car in front of you?”

“Well, uh……” went Mike as the others fumbled for words.

Then Bob spoke, “We were just getting acquainted.”

“Oh? How so?” asked the trooper.

Bob was a very fast thinker and I was amazed at the next words that came out of him. “He figured we were hunters, and he pulled up alongside to get our attention. Wanted to ask us something.”

“You were hangin’ there for quite awhile,” said the officer.

“With the wind I was having trouble hearing him,” Bob responded.

Officer Malloy looked around the interior of the car some more, taking in the towel that was still left up as a curtain and the rest of the scene in detail. He finally nodded and said, “Well… Wait here while I go and talk to your…… friend.”

“Yes sir,” said Mike.

As we watched him approach the other car I was the first to speak. “I’m shakin’ like a leaf,” I admitted.

“You answered perfectly, hon,” said Dave.

“I guess it’s a lucky thing I’m over eighteen,” I mused.

“THAT is one hundred percent for sure,” quipped Mike.

I hoped that our Cadillac friend was as nimble-minded as Bob was. If he told the trooper what we were really doing the situation would probably change quickly. I wondered how our voyeur really felt about what we were doing……

As the officer turned back toward our car his face gave away nothing, but we were all still hopeful. As he came up to Mike’s window he spoke casually, “You guys planning to be there all weekend?”

“We’re looking to leave Monday,” answered Dave.

“All right. You’re good to go. I told your friend that next time he wanted to talk to somebody like that to flag them down. A lot safer that way.”

“Yessir, officer. Thank you,” said Mike.

“I think he wants to talk to you. But don’t linger here. This is a major interstate and it’s prohibited.”

“Right on. We won’t be long at all. Thanks officer,” said Dave.

We all said thank you.

As soon as the trooper drove off, the door to the Cadillac opened and out stepped our watcher. He wasted no time, but headed straight for us. Mike put the window down as he approached.

“I, uhh, just wanted to thank you guys and to…… meet the lovely young lady,” he said in a friendly way as he leaned onto the window opening.

Mike nodded to him, and Dave spoke from my left: “Well, thanks for covering for us. That was a close one.”

He looked back at me and smiled. I smiled back. “Not a problem at all. May I…… know your name, Missy?”

“It’s Dixie,” I told him casually.

“Well, Dixie,” he said thoughtfully, “You’re something special. That’s for sure.”

“Why thank you,” I replied, smiling at him.

“The trooper said you were all going hunting. Is that right?” he continued.

“That’s right,” answered Dave, offering nothing else.

“Well, it just so happens that I’m a gun dealer.” As he said this he held out a small stack of business cards, which Mike passed over to Bob. After a quick look Bob passed three of them back to us to hand out. Mine said “Ralph Meeker, Weatherby Dealer”.

“Weatherby?” went Riff. “Shotguns?”

Ralph Meeker nodded. “Among other models. I’m a wholesaler, but I also own a retail store. Be glad to give you guys a good deal. Anytime.”

“Well, we just might take you up on that,” said Dave.

“Well, that’s a serious offer,” he emphasized. Then he looked at me. “And it was really nice meeting you, Dixie. Thank you for the, uh, little display. I won’t forget that for a long long time.”

I smiled at him. “You’re welcome.”

“I’m sure you guys will have a great trip. Wish I was gonna be there with you.”

I smiled at that one, too.

He then looked back at Dave. “Can I talk to you for just a short minute?”

Dave shrugged. “Sure, I guess so.”

He got out of the car. Then he and Ralph walked back toward the big Caddy, out of earshot. I had no idea what they might be talking about.

They talked as they walked up to Ralph’s car door, then they shook hands. Then the gun dealer opened his door, got in and Dave started back toward us.

The Cadillac pulled out.

Mike started the car as Dave got back in. “Interesting guy,” he said as Mike put the car in gear. “It just so happens I AM in the market for a new shotgun.”

“So that was quite a timely meeting,” said Bob. “You think his offer was for real?”

“I certainly do,” Dave affirmed. “That, and even more.”

“What do you mean?” asked Mike. We were just getting back on the road now, and I listened and waited.

“Well, he was very appreciative,” said Dave, “And he made another interesting offer.”

This got my attention. “What kind of offer?” asked Riff. I still said nothing, waiting to hear it.

“He figured out that we were filming,” said Dave. “He offered us money for a copy of our footage.”

I turned toward him. I whispered, “How much?”











Ralph Meeker sat in the booth at the diner and ordered a cup of coffee. He looked the waitress up and down. Not bad, he thought. Not bad at all. Of course, almost any female would look good to him right now. After watching Dixie Madison…… That was something he would NEVER forget. It was the stuff dreams were made of. Absolutely magnificent body she had. He had played the scene over and over in his mind. What a hell of a girl. So open minded. So casual and so willing. He prayed that Dave or one of those guys would contact him and he would wind up getting some images of her in action. He figured that she probably did it with all four of those guys, and would probably do it again and again this coming weekend. He would just have to wait and see, he thought as the coffee cup was placed in front of him. But how he wished he could be part of it……

And just as he lifted the hot liquid to his lips, Officer Allan Malloy sat down in his booth to face him.

“Uh oh,” he said casually as he saw who it was.

Malloy’s face broke into a half-smile and he nodded. “I’m off duty now,” he said. “You don’t mind some company, do you?”

Meeker smiled back. “No, not at all. Let me buy you a cup.”

The waitress appeared again and pulled out her tablet. “Hello, Allan,” she said familiarly.

“Hiya Betty,” he returned. “Just coffee for me.”

“You must be a regular here,” Ralph commented as the waitress left.

“It’s on my route. I frequently end up having breakfast here before I go home.”

“Well, I just might do the same,” said the gun dealer.

With that they called Betty back and both ordered a hearty breakfast.

After a little more small talk, Officer Malloy finally brought up the subject he was really after.

“So……” said the trooper, pushing his plate aside, “What was REALLY going on between your car and theirs? I just don’t think you were ONLY trying to talk between vehicles. Am I right?”

Meeker took a long breath, leaning back in his booth. He didn’t want to get anyone in trouble, especially Dixie. But he rather liked this cop and thought that there might be some kind of an angle with him. He didn’t know what, but still……

“Are we off the record here?” he asked.

Malloy nodded.

“Well, let me ask you a question first then.”

“All right,” said the officer.

“If they were having sex in the back of that car and I was watching, is any of that illegal?”

“Other than distracted driving, no it is not. Miss Madison is over eighteen, so if she’s willing, there is nothing illegal in what they were doing.” Then he mused, “Of course, if they crossed a state line, it could be a different story.”

“Oh?” went Meeker. “How so?”

“It’s an old law, but if they’re not married…… I’ll have to think about that one.”

“Do you know if they’re planning to cross a state line?”

“As a matter of fact I do,” said the policeman. “I know where they’re going and it’s in the state of Tennessee.”

“Well, she’s a pretty special girl,” said Meeker. “I wouldn’t want to see her get into any kind of trouble at all.”

Malloy answered firmly. “I’m not looking to bust any of them. Especially not her.”

Ralph thought for a minute, then asked, “How was she dressed when you saw her?”

“That’s what made me curious. She was wrapped in a big over coat. That was the only thing I could see.”

Meeker nodded with understanding. “Well, I’ll bet you she had nothing on underneath it.”

“That’s what I was wondering……”

Meeker nodded at the trooper. “Well, when I saw her,” he admitted, “she was banging one of them in the back seat.”

“You were watching through the window?”

“Couldn’t take my eyes off them. She was magnificent, really.”

“How much of her could you see?” asked Malloy, lowering his tone.

Meeker spoke softly, “I could see her chest. She was straddling him and it was pretty… active. You know. Tits really going up and down. I could barely stay on the road. The sight was just…… well, I’ll never forget it.”

“Yeah, I’ll bet. I can understand why you slowed down to watch.”

Meeker’s voice turned to a whisper then. “Tell you something else…… They were LETTING me watch. One of them pulled the towel back so I could see better.”

“Is that right? And the girl didn’t care?”

Ralph shook his head. “Didn’t seem to. She just kept right on going. Up and down, you know. And I’m almost sure she came at the end.”

“Jesus Murphy……” went the policeman.

The gun dealer’s eyes narrowed then, and he continued, “It looked to me like they were filming it, too.”

“Oh really?”

“Yep. I could see a cell phone aimed right at the two of them.”

“That’s interesting.”

“Yes. That’s why I wanted to talk to them. I offered them money for a copy of the footage.”

“Oh, did you now,” commented the cop. “And what did they say?”

“Well, I haven’t heard from them yet. But they’ve got my card and my number. So hopefully……”

“How much did you offer them?”

“I offered them twenty-five hundred dollars.”

“Good God. I’ll bet they will call you.”

“I’m hoping they will.”

“The gun business must be pretty good. You rich?” Malloy asked pointedly.

“Rich enough. I do pretty well,” said Meeker.

“Well, I don’t have much money myself, but I’d sure like a copy of whatever you get if they take you up on your offer.”

Meeker smiled. “Give me your card. I’ll call you, officer.”

Malloy reached out his hand. “Call me Allan.”













The amount nearly took my breath away. “Twenty-five hundred dollars? Are you serious?”

“That’s what he said.”

“Remember your promise,” I reminded.

“Oh, I haven’t forgotten,” said Dave.

“We’re as good as our word,” said Mike firmly.

“But the guy must be pretty well off,” Dave continued. “You might want to contact him yourself.”

I lifted an eyebrow. I hadn’t thought about that. The offer was made to Dave, not to me. But I had one of his cards now, so nothing was stopping me from calling him myself. And no one had mentioned how the money would be divided if we took him up on his offer.

I looked at Dave and smiled. “I guess we’ll have some time to think about it, right?”

Dave nodded and smiled back at me. “Yes, honey. Yes, we will.”

“Thanks for the use of your coat,” I said.

“You’re most welcome, honey. But I’d sure love to have it back.”

I smiled again at that.

Three minutes later I was rising and falling on his lap, his cock going in and out just as his three friends had before him.

He was just as good as the others, and his staying power was even with theirs as well. When he finally brought me off, he came along with me, and I enjoyed the warm spurts as he planted HIS seed in my female garden.

Interestingly enough, at the end of our union Bruiser again licked my face. Remembering the last time, I looked hard out the back window and was happy to see no cars in sight.

I kissed the doggie back again, this time unabatedly and uninterrupted.

Riff got some close-up footage of this, and I smiled at his camera when we stopped.

“That was really quite hot,” he said emphatically.

“He reminds me of a dog we used to have on the farm,” I said. “He was sort of the first boy I ever kissed.” I said this casually and innocently, but when I saw Riff’s eyes widen I quickly realized what they all might be thinking. I grimaced then and put my hand up. “That’s all we ever did,” I assured him. “I swear it.”

“Too bad for him,” Riff said with a teasing smile.

“Why, shame on you,” I scolded lightly.

Little did I know that the seed was now planted……

I put my clothes back on for the rest of the drive. I felt great! It was warm and sunny in the car now, the beautiful landscape went rolling by, and the guys were just as nice as they could be. I have to admit I was REALLY excited.















They arrived at the hunting lodge before ten. The day was warming up quickly.

The cabin was made of logs, and it sat in a clearing with a small lake out the back. Other than the lake out back, it was surrounded by woods, with the only approach being from the front. A porch surrounded the entire structure, and in back it opened into a broad deck, with steps leading toward the water. Behind the place were four dog runs, two to the left and two to the right of the path toward the water. It was totally isolated and private.

Inside there was a spacious living room with a fireplace. The floor was covered with soft area rugs, and there was one between the fireplace and an enormous couch that faced it, a big coffee table in front of it. A big kitchen was at the back and upstairs were six or more bedrooms that overlooked the downstairs living area.















I loved the place immediately and we all got busy right away settling in. I was given the best room and it was awesome! I really appreciated that generous little perk. I had a view over the lake and there was a skylight and a private bath with a fantastic shower. The bed was a king and I wondered how many times I would get screwed on it this weekend. I tingled at the thought.

We fed the dogs and put them out back. Once everything was unpacked we were ready to start again. The entire cabin had been bubbling with the anticipation of continuing with some more hot sex.

The guys were eager and incredibly virile, and by lunchtime I had had four more orgasms and so had they.

Afterward we made lunch together and as I lingered in the kitchen while the men sat down, I noticed Dave’s cell phone lying on the counter. A message popped up and I saw in a second it was from my Uncle Jere. It said, “How did it go with Dixie? Are you guys there yet?”

My heart stopped as my mind began to race. I brought the phone out and placed it in front of Dave, sitting down beside him at the table. “Looks like you got a message from Uncle Jere,” I told him pointedly. “What did he mean by “How did it go with Dixie?””

I could tell by the embarrassed look on his face that something was going on.

I arched an eyebrow as I looked at him and asked, “Does he know what we’re doing here? By that look on your face I would say that he does.”

They all looked a little embarrassed now, and it suddenly dawned on me. “Are you gonna tell me that he’s IN on this? Why that dirty sneak! He told you to try this on me, didn’t he?” They were silent. “Did he?”

Dave got thoughtful again and I could tell he was thinking hard. Once again it was up to him to smooth everything over here. I wasn’t mad or angry about it, but I pretended to be a little miffed, since I knew they would all care about my feelings at this point.

“It wasn’t his idea, really,” he began to explain. “After you left that day, we got to talking about you. I was so impressed that we just sort of began to speculate. And since you are his niece, I asked him what he thought about us making a sort of play for you.”

“And?” I pressed.

“To be honest I think you are one of his fantasies, honey. He said he liked the idea and that if we could get any of it on film, he wanted to see it.”

That took me a little bit by surprise. Uncle Jere fantasizing about ME? Had I been TOTALLY oblivious to older guys’ feelings? Shame on me if I had. I still had a lot to learn……

“And…… are you going to show it to him?” I asked.

“Not if you don’t want us to.”

“So that makes TWO guys who want to see me get screwed,” I said dryly.

“I’m sure there’d be a lot more than that,” Bob piped up right away.

The others nodded.

Dave continued, “Jere said he’d really like to come along, but he was afraid if he did, he would lower our chances of success.”

That really took me aback. They really HAD discussed this in detail. “Probably right about that,” I admitted thoughtfully. “I suppose HE might pay to see some of the video too,” I speculated.

“I’ll just bet he would, honey. I’ll bet he would.”

Then Mike said, “Between him and that gun dealer guy, you could probably pay for your college education. The first year, anyway.”

My thoughts turned inwardly then and without really thinking I said, “I can see why hookers get into that business.”

“You are way out of that league, honey,” said Bob.

“And Mike’s right,” said Dave. “We are all planning to pay you more than a hundred dollars each. As long as you don’t take it the wrong way.”

Suddenly my mind slipped into different thoughts: If I became a sort of pornstar-slash-hooker, who would really care? My mom likely wouldn’t. She was as open about sex as anyone I ever met. I suppose that’s where I got my attitude about it. My dad was passed now and I had no grandparents that were alive. I suddenly thought about the gun dealer guy. If he would pay $2500 for the video of me, what would he pay me in person? Probably even more.

I thought about Uncle Jere. He was very handsome. I could do it with him. I’d never thought that before, but it was true. He wasn’t a natural uncle anyway, being the brother of my aunt’s husband. I suddenly wondered if my mom had slept with him. That wouldn’t surprise me one little bit. The more I thought about that the more I figured she probably had.

I turned and looked at Dave thoughtfully. “So……, if I were to, let’s say, put out for you guys on a sort of regular basis, would you, umm, pay me for that?”

They all looked at each other.

“We don’t all make the same amount of money,” said Dave.

“That’s okay,” I said casually. “I just want to know if you would, and about how much.”

“Are we talking about spending a whole night with you? Or… an evening? Or what?” asked Riff.

“A whole evening, I guess. Or maybe spend the night. Could be either way.”

“And this would be like, one at a time, right? Not in a group, like this time?” said Mike.

“I suppose so.”

They thought about it for a minute and Dave was the first to speak. “For a night like that, I’d pay five hundred dollars, myself.”

“I would too,” said Bob.

“That would be a tough stretch for me,” said Riff. “But I’d sure try.”

Mike nodded agreement. “Yes. I could try that too.”

I thought about it. This was turning into real money. And I knew and liked all of these guys. If they only wanted me once a month that was two thousand dollars. It was incredibly tempting.

“Let me say one other thing,” added Dave.

I nodded.

“I would really, REALLY love to be able to see you again after this. That would be like heaven. It really would.”

The other guys made similar comments. It made me tingle a little. Geeze, this could change my whole LIFE…… My mind was racing. Wow. No, make that wow, wow, WOW!!!

“I’m thinking about it,” I said. “I WOULD be able to go to college then.”

“You’d be well on your way, that’s for sure,” said Dave.

“And we’d be happy to help,” said Bob.

I picked up Dave’s cell phone, then said thoughtfully, “I guess with everything that happened this morning, you’ll have quite a story to tell Uncle Jere, right?”

“Yes, I sure will,” said Dave with a nod. “Would you like me to call him and tell him about this morning. And ask if he’d be willing to pay?”

My mind leaped at the idea. “You would do that for me?”

“I’d be happy to,” he offered seriously.

My mind was reeling now… How could I pass up such an offer? I took a deep breath. Should I? My spirit of adventure took over…

“Sure, why not? Maybe you can tell him what the gun dealer guy offered.”

“I’ll make the call right now if you want me to.”

Again, I was thoughtful, but not for very long. I finally nodded. “Okay. Do it. Let’s see what he says.”

Dave looked at the others. “Probably best if everyone’s quiet while I call him. It would be better if he doesn’t know that we can all hear.”

The others nodded.

He picked up his phone and dialed.













“Hey there, Jere,” said Dave when the phone was answered. “Yes, I got your message. And, it’s good news all the way around.” I could faintly hear him on the line. It was obvious he was ecstatic. “I kid you not. Yep. She put out for all four of us. Yes, right there in the car.”

My heart skipped a beat. I was positively prickling as I listened to this. These two men were talking about…… me…

“You were absolutely right,” he continued. “Oh, God, she was fantastic. But there’s more to the story. Let me tell you what else happened.”

Then Dave related the story about our being watched, then being pulled over. Then he told about the conversation with both the cop and the gun dealer. When he got to the part about the money offer, I strained even harder to hear Uncle Jere’s reaction. I couldn’t quite pick it up, but Dave’s next sentence was “Right. I can’t blame him either. But…… there is still more I have to tell you.”

There was a short pause and then he said, “Dixie saw the text message you sent me this morning. That’s the one. Yes. So, she’s a clever girl. She figured it out. And I told her we had discussed it. Umm hmm. Yes. Anyway the offer from the gun dealer got us talking about money, and she wondered if we all might want to help her get her college tuition together.”

It was a very nice way of putting it, I thought, and I appreciated the way he said it.

Dave nodded. “That’s right. And, she also mentioned the possibility of us getting together with her one at a time. Yes. When we get back. I assume so. Right.” There was another pause. “You want to put a dollar figure on that? Right. Okay. Let me talk to her and I’ll call you back.”

He hung up.

I looked at him. He looked back and said, “He said he’d pay the same as the gun dealer guy. But he said he’d want to BE here.”

I felt a sudden rush. My uncle wanted to join the group, and he wanted to fuck me. Wasn’t that interesting? This was really getting real. On an impulse I asked Dave one more question. “Would you mind calling the gun dealer guy?”

“What do you want me to ask him?”

“How much more would he pay to join our group. Rather than just see the film you made.”

Dave nodded. “Sure. I’ll call and ask him that. But maybe I should call Jere back first.”

I shook my head. “I think you should call the gun guy first. I’d like to know what he would do.”

He smiled at that. “Okay. Will do.”

He dialed the number.



“Hello. Is this Ralph? This is Dave Bristol. Yes. I’m calling about the offer you made for the video footage of Dixie.” I could hear his excitement on the phone. “Yes, that’s right. Yes, we did. We felt we had to discuss it with her. It was only right. Well, I’m calling to ask you something else. Dixie’s trying to scrape up enough for college tuition and she’s wondering what you might pay to not only get the footage of her, but to join us here at the cabin.” There was another pause. “Yes, that’s right. Yes, you would. I don’t think she’s decided completely yet, but she wanted me to ask you.” There was another, longer pause. “Okay. Let me tell her that and I’ll call you back, how’s that? Very good. Right. Bye.”

Dave’s eyes opened, registering some small amount of shock.

“What did he say?” I asked rather anxiously.

“He made quite an offer.”

“What was it?”

“He offered to pay double the amount.”

“Five thousand?” I asked.

He nodded. “Not only that, he said if YOU get all the money he’d offer a free shotgun to each of us guys.”

“Jesus!” went Bob.

I took a long, deep breath. It was an incredible offer. I looked around at the four of them. “So how do you guys feel…… about inviting two more into our little group? I mean, this really is YOUR show.”

Dave was quick to reply: “How about we make a little side deal?”

“Mmkay,” I said.

“If we bring them in, would you at least agree to meet with each one of US one more time?”

I smiled. “That’s an easy deal for me. Of course I will.”

“What do you say, guys?” asked Dave.

“I say abso-fuckin-lutely,” said Mike.

“Well put,” said Riff.

“Shall I make the calls?” Dave asked me.



It didn’t take me long to finally decide. In a way I was putting my body up for sale, but this was so much different it didn’t really feel like it. There was a good reason to do it. And, I liked all these guys. This was personal. I could do this. I should do it. I WOULD do it.

I nodded. “Make the calls.”









Dave picked up his phone again and it was arranged that our two new members would arrive tomorrow at mid-morning.

I looked down and patted myself between the legs. “Looks like you’re gonna get quite a workout tomorrow, little girl,” I said.

The guys all shook their heads in disbelief.

Then Dave said, “I suppose we all should let your “little girl” have a rest until tomorrow.”

“That’s real thoughtful of you,” I told him. “Tell you what. How about I let you guys RECHARGE until after dinner, then you can all give me something special for dessert?”

“Am I understanding you correctly?” Dave asked with a cock of his head.

“Umm hmm,” I went with a bright smile. “I promise I’ll swallow.”

“Jesus Christ,” said Bob.

And so, the guys went hunting in the afternoon. And they and the dogs did pretty well, getting five birds. We decided to have them for dinner the next night.

And I was as good as my word, as after dinner I gave all four of them a blowjob, swallowing for each of them as they eagerly recorded my head moving quickly and purposefully, keeping strictly to oral activity.

That night they let me sleep alone in my wonderful room with the view toward the lake.

 

[sandalwoodie]

Part 2











The next morning was rather interesting. I was showered and fresh, and so were the guys.

Just before nine o’clock, Dave’s cell phone rang and he answered it. This time he put it on speaker so we could all hear.

“Hello Dave? This is Ralph. We’ve got a bit of a complication here. I’m on the road, just at the entrance to your place and I’m sitting here with officer Malloy.”

My heart stopped when I heard that.

“He’s sort of figured out what we’re doing,” continued Ralph, “And he’s offered us a deal.”

“What’s the deal?” asked Dave.

“He’s saying that if he can join us, he’ll make sure that we’re not bothered, and he’ll pave the way in case there are any future problems.”

Dave looked at me and I shrugged.

“Dixie’s okay with it,” he said into the phone.

“Can I bring him in then?” asked Ralph.

Again Dave looked at me and I nodded.

Dave nodded too. “Yes. Bring him in with you.”

And so the big Cadillac SUV was followed in by the police car. I wondered what Uncle Jere would do if he saw that the police were here.

I was fully dressed at this point and I smiled knowingly as the two new guys entered the cabin and said hello.

Ralph came right up to me and offered his hand. “I can’t tell you how pleased I am to be here, Dixie,” he said sincerely.

“Thank you. I really do appreciate your offer,” I said gratefully.

Then officer Malloy came up and offered his hand. “Let me add my thanks too, Miss Madison. Sorry to sort of barge in, but I figured it was the only way for me.”

I smiled shyly as I took his hand and shook. “You, uh, had me pretty scared yesterday, Mr. Malloy. Thanks for not hassling us at all.”

He smiled at that and just nodded.

Then Dave spoke, “I think in light of this new addition, I should call Jere and give him a heads up. He might freak if he sees a police car.”



Dave made the call, and it was probably a good thing, because Uncle Jere still seemed a little wary when he arrived and saw Allan Malloy in his spiffy cop uniform. But he quickly warmed up when he saw me, and he came right up. “You’re a wonder, Dix,” he said softly.

I gave him a look and said, “And I don’t know whether to thank you or scold you.”

He smiled and said, “I’ll take either one, depending on what kind of mood you’re in.”

I smiled back at him then. “I guess thanks is probably more appropriate.”



So now there were seven men here with just me, and it felt utterly amazing. Talk about a gang-bang… Whew! But I was really into this now, and I never felt so special in my life. I was hot down below and tingling up above. The whole thing was just unimaginable.



At this point it seemed like one of them needed to step up and be the leader of the group. I think they all sensed this and Uncle Jere and Dave moved close and talked softly for a moment.

Inwardly I felt a rush along with the tingle, as I thought about the fact that everything they were discussing was about me. Me, and how they all intended to fuck me. That was at the heart of all of this. They all wanted to share my body, in any and every way they could think of.

There was some more talk while I waited, then Dave broke off and came up to me.

“We were wondering how to approach this next part, honey, and we had a thought about it.”

“Okay,” I said with a nod.

“We’re wondering if you might be up to doing a little dance to some music. Like maybe a strip tease kind of thing? We thought the three new guys should probably go next and maybe you could pick which one you want. Or if you have something else in mind, we would do it your way.”

I pondered for a second. “I’m okay with being a stripper, if the music isn’t too crazy. But I think the next person I should be with is Uncle Jere. I think he should go before the other two.”

“How about if you just dance then, and go over and pick him. Then the two of you can dance together?”

“That sounds like an okay plan,” I agreed.

In less than five minutes they were set up and they put on a low bassy rhythm that sounded very sexy to me. I was wearing jeans now and one of my flannel shirts, with a bra underneath. I was wearing no panties and my feet were bare. They cleared a space for me in the center of the living room and I stepped into the center of the circle.



Since I had never done anything like this before, my moves started off being somewhat like aerobics, which I had done plenty of times. But knowing I was surrounded by men and this was all about sex, I began to focus on the body parts that I knew they were the most interested in. I let my hips and limbs flow to the music, getting the feel of this as I started to entertain them.

I drew my shoulders forward, then pulled them back, thrusting my chest out and holding it there. I began to shake my booty a little more than my body, and then I thrust my pelvis forward and back like I was responding to a man pumping me. As I did this last move a second time I put my thumb and finger on my zipper and began to draw it down slowly. I opened it just enough to show that I was not wearing underwear beneath.

Before it got to the end of its track I switched my movement to my upper body and I threw my chest out again. I began to waver my breasts left and right. I could see the guys’ eyes locked onto them and I was encouraged. I brought my fingers up and began to unbutton my shirt. My double D’s pressed tightly against the fabric and the buttons sprang open as I undid each one.

My hair was in a ponytail, as usual, so I reached back and pulled the elastic away, then shook my head to let my hair fall more freely. I got a lot of murmurs for that one……

And then I was naturally drawn to take this a bit farther, so I danced closer to Uncle Jere until I was right in front of him. I reached out for his hand and he gave it to me.

I pulled him into the center of the circle, and even as I swayed back and forth to the music I began to unbutton his shirt.

I fixed my eyes on his and he looked straight back at me as his fingers came up to finish the buttons of MY shirt.

When my shirt opened up I pulled back from him and did a slow turn, showing myself. My eyes locked onto his again, both our looks serious as I continued to undress to the rhythm.

I had never taken my clothes off to music before but it seemed to come to me naturally. The progression they had picked for this was perfect. Very raw and sultry. I took my left shirtsleeve in my right hand and began to pull my arm out. I moved with very distinct purpose, keeping my eyes on Uncle Jere, making it obvious that this was all for him. He kept his eyes on mine as well, now working on his own clothing.

We were both working up top at the same time.

But he was not dancing……



With my left arm free, I had some skin showing, and more of it came into view as I pulled the garment away from my shoulders. I didn’t have to look to know that the other six pairs of male eyes were locked onto my anatomy.

We kept our eyes fixed and as my shirt slipped away from my left arm, Uncle Jere’s expression grew even more serious. He suddenly gripped the fabric of his own shirt and ripped it open, his eyes still locked to mine. Buttons went flying. Jesus. My heart stopped and so did my breathing. I froze for a moment. My eyes widened and I took my lower lip between my teeth.

I did my best to remain cool, but I could tell he wanted me bad.

And he was going to have me.

I started moving again, slowly at first, but I danced, starting to pull my shirt off my right arm. This side came off more easily, and as my arm came out of it, I held it out with my left hand and dramatically dropped it to the floor.

I was down to a bra.







Still swaying to the music then, I danced right up to him and took the lapels of his shirt in both hands. I pushed them back, opening his chest. He moved his arms back, working with me.

Then, as I pushed back, I moved into him and buried my face in his chest. I kissed him there. His chest was broad and muscular, with a gentle mat of warm hair. It was nice.

With his arms behind him I pushed downward on the fabric, then released. I backed off then as he shook his shirt loose and let it fall.

Our eyes locked together again as my right hand reached up my back. I found the bra’s clasp easily and it came undone. I turned my back to him then, showing him the dangling straps.

I reversed my turn then, facing him, extending my tongue now and licking my upper then my lower lip. I made a kissing motion then, keeping my eyes open and on his as I did.

I could see his jaw muscles working as he clenched his teeth.

My promise was obvious, I hoped, but just to make absolutely sure, I inserted my index finger into my mouth and sucked on it gently. Even through the music I could hear some of the others murmuring at that.

Uncle Jere just stared.

I eased the finger out of my mouth, licking it one last time.

Bringing my left arm across my heart, I took the opposite strap of my bra and pulled it forward, unhesitatingly exposing my chest to them all. I held out the bra and let it drop. I was bare to the waist. My breasts stood proud and unfettered.

My uncle’s eyes dropped to them. It was the first time he had ever seen my bare chest. This was a special moment for both of us. He had obviously wanted me for a long time. Now I was letting him look, giving him a preview of what I had to offer. Somehow, this all just felt so…… so RIGHT.

Keeping my face toward Uncle Jere, I turned to the left then turned to the right. I moved slowly and deliberately, not wanting my tits to swing too much. I watched him closely, but his eyes were on my chest, and would not leave there.

I faced forward again.

Shoulders back……

I took a deep breath.

I held it.

More murmurs from the men. Uncle Jere’s eyes came back up to mine.

Hearing the guys, I turned around slowly, now looking at each of them unshyly, making sure I saw each one individually, making it obvious as I glanced from their face to their zipper and back to their face.

I finished my turn, and once I was positioned again in front of my uncle, I reached for the snap of my jeans.

As I did this, he did the same, and we moved in tandem, from the snap to the zipper to the spreading of fabric.

At this point I stopped, however and put my arms out straight from my sides. I made a dramatic turn then, presenting Uncle Jere with my backside. I took two steps back, going toward him, then waited, turning my head sideways and keeping perfectly still.

He got the message. He stepped up close to my back.

His hands came up, and first he touched my sides, just above my waist.

He moved in just a little closer. Right up to me.

Then he brought his hands around to my ribcage, caressing my bare skin as he went, moving up until he found the underside of my breasts.

He cupped them then, supporting the heavy mounds neatly, holding that position for a long moment, taking a deep breath.

His fingers moved just a little, fondling.

He only did this for a moment, then lowered his hands slowly until they came to the waistband of my jeans.

He started gently pulling one side then the other to the beat of the music, tugging my tightly fitting pants around my hips and buttocks.

I could definitely see all the guys looking now, their faces eager, as the rest of me was about to be exposed.

As my butt came into view, most of them moved to the side to catch my profile. As the waistband crossed the full rise of my butt, it slid down easily from that point. No panties underneath.

My uncle pushed it quickly to my ankles and I stepped out. I was fully nude. Finally.





I had stepped forward, moving away from him, so now I posed again, this time arching my back, which I knew would accent my glute crease as well as push my boobs forward. Modelling like a centerfold…… But I kept a no-nonsense look on my face.

Doing my best to keep this position, I pivoted slowly, turning halfway around until I was facing my uncle again.

Uncle Jere had already anticipated my next move, and he was prying off his shoes with his feet. He moved smoothly but quickly now. I undulated slowly in front of him, waiting.

He kicked his shoes back, then quickly slipped his socks off also.

Finishing then, he stood up straight, his pants partially undone, waiting for me to do the rest.

Moving rhythmically, I eased up to him again, putting my thumbs inside the waistband of his pants and his boxers. I could see the outline of his erection as it pushed forward beneath the material. It looked promising.

I bent my knees slightly, lowering a little, keeping mindful of his cock as it pushed against his trousers.

Staying with the beat, I carefully worked his things around, pushing downward until the rod sprang upward. Oh my…… This was a good one. Big and thick and incredibly… forward…

It rose quickly, pointing my way, and I gave his clothes one last push then let them fall to the floor. His cock was within inches of my face now, so I bent forward a little more. I kissed it teasingly on the head……

It twitched.

I straightened up.

He stepped toward me to get out of his pants and shorts, and his erection was pressed between our two nude bodies.

I moved into his embrace then, pausing my dance for a moment, just wanting to be in his arms. I felt his rod touching me.

His hands slid down the skin of my back, along my ribcage, past my waist until they came to rest on the swell of my buttocks. At this point he stopped, spreading his fingers out, taking as much of their firmness as he could get.

I flexed my ass for him.

“Beautiful, honey,” he said softly. “You are about the HOTTEST creature on earth…”

“Thank you, Uncle Jere,” I replied evenly, keeping the side of my head against his chest.

“I’ve always wanted to see you like this,” he added. “It’s a dream come true.”

“Well, you won’t have to dream anymore,” I said, kissing his collarbone.

The music caught my ear again and I eased back, starting to roll my shoulders gently.

I reached my hand out then.

He took it.

I backed up then, pulling him.

He followed me, his eyes feasting up and down my voluptuous frame.

I turned then, still keeping his hand in mine.

I moved to the low but solid coffee table that was in front of the giant couch in the room.

I turned back to him then and with my right index finger I reached out to touch him and trailed my fingertip from the center of his chest to his belly, stopping with my hand right next to his hard-on.

He was upright and stiff, and I touched the shaft gently with my finger before pulling back.

Then, still moving to the music, I turned again, standing still with my back to him for a moment and my head turned sideways.

After a proper pause, I bent straight forward at the waist, putting my hands down flat on the table.

My head rested between my upper arms, my hair falling forward.

He was right behind me.

Then, issuing the obvious invitation, I moved my left leg out and then my right.

More murmurs from the group.

I stopped moving.

I waited.

I felt both his hands on my hips.

All of the others had closed in now.

At least one camera was close and running.

I was certain it could not miss what I was offering.

And then I felt him.

Fitting himself to me.

My own uncle.

His fingers tightened on my hips…

He pushed.

“Ohh!” I cried softly.

I felt it.

He was in me.

We were united.

“Ohh!”

A lifetime event for both of us.

No taking this back. Ever.

“Ohh!”

He pushed in farther.

He was very hard.

“Ohh,” I gasped again.

He pushed deeper.

I felt his head pressing the end.

“Ohh!”

He was all the way in.

He started to move.

Pumping me.

Screwing me.

Fucking me.

“Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!”

Ohhhh, yes………



I hung there openly, my head and hair hanging down, my breasts swinging forward and back, my feet wide apart on the floor as my uncle reamed me from behind.

He kept the rhythm slow and steady, but he drove in with sufficient force to send a shiver through my shoulders each time he hit the depths of my honey chamber.

He was so hard and his movements so steady that it seemed to me that he would go on forever. The very thought of that as well as the fact that we were finally united incestuously was enough to put me over the top. I lifted my head and gasped, barely noticing the very small camera that was placed on the table in front of me.

I closed my eyes.

“Ohh! I’m gonna cum,” I moaned.

“Yeah, baby!” said he.

“Ohh, Uncle Jere!!! OHH!”

And then it took me. Starting at the core of my being, the sensations rifled through me, sending a shiver up my back and making my cunt convulse, throbbing around the male erection it was receiving.

Uncle Jere acted immediately, and rammed his cock forward, holding it in deep as I climaxed.

“NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!” I squealed, keeping my head up as I rode up onto the balls of my bare feet.

He rocked his body, but kept his erection tight inside me, holding me firmly against him as I exploded around him.

He held me there securely, finishing me, taking me to the moon and back as I came HARD on his perfectly fitted muscle.

I moaned pleadingly, keeping my head up for all of them, relishing the oh-so-good sensations that shot through me.

My entire body was pulsing with the throes of it.

I shuddered with a few more aftershocks, then let my head fall forward again.

Uncle Jere resumed.

He went on for another delicious minute or two.

And it was then that I glanced to my right and noticed officer Malloy. He had a very hard look on his face, while at the same time looking incredibly handsome in his trooper uniform.

Shifting my left hand in to support myself, I reached toward him with my right, beckoning.

His eyes widened when he saw me, but he did step forward.

With my uncle pumping from behind, I reached out and tried to get to Allan’s zipper.

I almost lost my balance and had to put my hand back down, but he got the message.

I was panting quite heavily at this point, but I lifted my head and uttered one word. Breathlessly. “Switch.”

Again I heard murmurs throughout the room as they got my meaning. I looked to my left then and saw Ralph Meeker standing there. I spoke again: “Take… turns…”

There were more murmurs then, but I noticed Mr. Meeker beginning to undress. I hoped Uncle Jere wouldn’t mind, and as steady and determined as he was, I was nearly certain he’d be open to it. He would last longer that way. They all would.

It worked out perfectly.

It was less than a half a minute when I heard my uncle say, “You ready?”

I could not hear the reply, but Uncle Jere continued, “I’m going to switch with Officer Malloy, honey. Are you ready?”

I nodded. “Yes. Go… ahead.”

I felt him retreat.

Another presence behind me.

I felt new hands on my hips.

The cockhead touched me.

He pushed it in.

“Ohhhh!!!” I gasped.

“Oh, my sweet Jesus,” said Officer Malloy.





Right away he started to move.

My slippery sheath felt his presence, and he was also able to reach the depths of my venus. It did not feel much different than Uncle Jere, but the thought that this was cock number two was still very hot for me.

And it was obviously very good for him, for, in less than a minute, he began to slow.

“I’m almost there already, guys. She’s like boiling oil. Are you ready, Ralph? I should take a breather.”

“I’m ready, yes,” said the gun dealer. “For SURE…”

The switch was a little quicker this time, but still as number two came out and number three went in I shivered with wanton pleasure. God, I was loving this……

Mr. Meeker drove his rod in deep, then paused as he spoke, “Nothing’s ever been as sweet as this.”

I half smiled as he began his thrusts, and I braced myself as before. He was soon moving steadily and I settled in for what could easily be a real fuckathon.

But it was not to be. Not exactly, anyway.

I could feel his hardness, and soon he said, “I can’t last long either, guys. Gonna have to go for it.”

“Go ahead,” I heard my uncle say.

“I’m about there too,” said Mr. Malloy. “Just from watching.”

Then Ralph asked, “Will she do a facial?”

I didn’t know to whom the question was directed, but at this point I was open to anything. I lifted my head and nodded. “Yes. I will,” I said breathlessly.

Now I had never done anything like this before, and if I hadn’t seen it in a porn movie I wouldn’t even know what a facial was. But in my present condition I was ready for anything. So, if they wanted it, I would do it. Having cum on my face was not something I thought much about, but I guessed it was time for me to learn. And since there were three of them this seemed like the best way to finish it anyway.

“Okay,” said Ralph. “Here we go, hon… When I pull out, just turn around and lower…”

I nodded with understanding. “Okay…”

With that he began to pump really hard and really fast. His hips smacked against my backside and my breasts swung heavily as he brought himself to the edge.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” I cried out evenly.

“Here we go…!” he repeated.

He leaned back then, retreating, and I turned myself quickly. I dropped instantly to my knees between him and the table, then turned to face him.

He stepped forward toward me, holding his hardened cock in his hand.

As he did, I noticed the other two guys, Officer Malloy on my left and Uncle Jere on my right. And each of THEM held their man-meat in their hand also.

I shook my hair back from my face slightly and tipped my head back for it.

I looked straight at Ralph’s rod, which was aimed right at me.

He was stroking it with his left hand.

I waited.

He closed his eyes and grunted, his left hand jacking himself.

Then it happened.

The force of it took me by surprise, and my head made a startled jerk as the first spurt hit me right in the face.

It struck my left eyebrow, very close to my nose, splattering outward as it hit.

I heard exclamations from the guys…

My eyes blinked in semi-shock, and before I had a chance to fully recover, another jet slammed my face, this time just to the right of my nose.

The other two guys crowded in from both sides then, and I could tell they were also just about ready to let go.

The sperm felt warm and slippery as it clung to my face, its thick texture making it puddle rather than run.

Ralph hit me a third time, this one on the forehead, and I got the feeling he was aiming very carefully.

The other four guys had gathered in closer to watch now, and I heard murmurs of approval from them as my features were embellished in white.

Allan came next, and his first jet laid an arc across my face that ran from my hair to my cheek, crossing my eye as it fell.

Then Uncle Jere shot one from the other side, hitting my right temple then moving upward into my hair.

I suddenly had a feeling of embarrassment, and I realized how degrading this act really was. They were planning to drench my face with cum, and it was almost like a humiliation. But it was also totally submissive, and I was into that role much more now. I fought back all the negative feelings, telling myself that I was doing this for my guys. It was that, pure and simple. Almost instantly I felt better. This was all just too good. Nothing should spoil it.

And as Allan and Uncle Jere splattered me from the right and left, Ralph was finishing from the front. His load had become a simple stream, and he was letting it fall around my mouth and lips. I opened up out of instinct, and he let some fall in carefully.

I now had spunk in both my eyes and across both sides of my face. I couldn’t see very well, but I quickly DID notice that Dave, Riff, Mike and Bob had ALL dropped their pants now.

As Ralph stepped back, Bob took his place, his shaft also stiff and ready, and aimed right between my eyes.

My God! They were ALL going to cum on my face…… Jesus!!!

As Bob cut loose with his first shot, he got me squarely in the right eye, making me shudder. His white stuff mixed with some that was already there, which diffused the force of his first jet. The jiz stung my eye a little, just at first, but I quickly got used to it. And as I took a deep breath, he put the next sliver in my left eye, blinding me almost totally now.

I took another deep breath, settling myself in for the long haul now, knowing that all seven of them were into this. But I was given to it now, ready to accept this, wanting to please them as much as possible. Might as well go all the way… What the hell……

And so, I kept my head up and my face presented, letting them take me.

And the sperm was still flying, criss-crossing my face again and again as they switched places and added more to what was already there.

I could hardly see at all by now, but I could still feel the slivers falling on me, seeking out any dry spot that might be left on my face. They were doing a thorough job, that was certain, and I kept my mouth only slightly open as they didn’t seem to be aiming there.

I could hear their comments and they were taking this seriously, all of them. No one was making light of it, and the comments were words like incredible, perfect, beautiful, amazing and sweet.

I knew the cameras would be catching all of this and I was sure it would be a spectacular work of art in a way.

As the last of the seven guys were close to finishing, there was sperm in my hair, on my ears, running down my neck, and falling from my chin. And of course my face was blanketed. I couldn’t feel a dry spot anywhere.

I heard Dave say something about a plate, and then someone said, “I’ll hold it right under her chin. You guys tip her up carefully.”

I felt hands on my head then and I let them guide me as I was lifted. I could feel the plate touching my neck, and figured the cum was dripping onto it.

As my face righted itself I could feel the gravity at work as the liquid love fell downward, sliding off all parts of my face.

They propped my head up slowly and carefully, holding me straight as they gathered in close with their cameras. I peered out at them from under cum-covered eyes, trying to focus as best I could.

Dave spoke first, “Can you try and smile for us, honey?”

I answered evenly, “I can’t see you too well…”

“That’s all right. Just do your best,” he pushed.

My smile was a little dry, but I did it, cocking my head slightly to one side, looking out at them and their cameras, trying to focus through the lakes in both my eyes.

There was plenty of cum and it was falling quickly now, running off my face as I tried to clear my eyes without touching my face. I didn’t know what their intentions were, but I waited for them to tell me what to do next.

I heard one of them say, “That should be enough…”

The plate was moved away then and I could just barely see one of them tipping it sideways.

Then I heard Dave say, “You want to wipe her eyes, Jere?”

“Sure,” he said.

“Just do her eyes. Try not to wipe the rest of her face.”

“Right.”

Uncle Jere moved in close then and said, “I’m gonna wipe your eyes, honey. Just hold real still, okay?”

I nodded.

I held still as he wiped my eyes carefully with a cloth, then I opened to look at them when he pulled back. They were all watching and filming then and all seven faces looked serious but pleased at what they saw. I had to smile then, although I was feeling a little shy and embarrassed.

One of them was holding the plate aside, but Dave held a small water glass and it was one third full of a whitish liquid. I knew instantly that this was what was left of their sperm. I looked at it, then looked up at them.

My eyes widened.

“You don’t want me to DRINK that? Do you?......”

They said nothing and my eyes widened even more. I knew the answer.

“Ohhh, Jeeeeese. Ohhh, JEEEESE……” I closed my eyes for a moment.

“You’ve come this far,” said Uncle Jere. “It would be a really spectacular ending……”

I saw them all nodding in agreement.

Uncle Jere scooted in close then and sat down on the coffee table behind me. He put his right arm around me and held the glass in his left hand.

“Ohhh, Jeeeese,” I repeated, closing my eyes and shaking my head.

The guys said nothing.

I knew what they wanted.

I shuddered at the thought.

I made a deep sigh.

They all stayed silent.

I knew they wouldn’t force me.

“Ohhh, Jeeeese……”

Tentatively, I reached for the glass.

Then I squeezed my eyes shut….

I just could not disappoint them.

I had to do this.

I took a deep breath. Then another.

I whispered, “You bastards…”

I lifted the glass to my lips.

There was at least two inches of the marbly stuff in there.

More than just a gulp. I would have to drink to take it all down.

I pressed my lips tightly together.

I closed my eyes.

“Here goes…,” I hissed.

I took three deep breaths through my nose.

Don’t think, just do it, I told myself.

The room was instantly, totally quiet.

I raised the glass to my lips.

I tipped it.

I tipped my head back too.

My mouth opened.

I felt the slippery stuff slide past my lips.

I held my breath.

I swallowed.

“Ullllp,” came the sound.

I heard men gasping.

Spunk slid down my throat.

I swallowed again.

“Ullllp.”

Then again.

One more swallow… I could do this!

“Ullllp,” I went, taking the last of it.

Then I shuddered.

“Ohhhhhh,” I said, lowering the glass as I closed my eyes. My mouth was partially open. But there was nothing in it……

The entire room broke into a litany of grateful comments and happy phrases.

“That will be the hottest thing ever filmed,” I heard Ralph Meeker say.

“I think so too,” agreed my uncle.

And looking around then I noticed every one of them was still hard, the rods all pointing due north. I was complimented, still I shuddered again with the feel of the half glass of cum that was now in my stomach. I’d done it…

But the obvious pleasure written on all their faces was the perfect tonic for any second thoughts I might have. I had done well for my guys. That was most important……



end of part 2

 

[sandalwoodie]

Part 3











Cameras continued to run and my Uncle Jere tightened his arm around me as I waited there quietly. I wondered what would be next.

He started to pull me up then, so I began to rise.

“Come sit next to me for a minute, hon,” he encouraged.

I let him lift me and I sat on the coffee table next to him, my face still covered with cum.

Somehow, I knew they wouldn’t want me to touch my face. I could wear their sperm for a while longer. One of the cameras moved closer.

Still keeping his arm around me, my uncle turned my way and began to scrutinize my features, looking at what was left of the stuff on my face.

“You just have no idea, honey, how much your being here means to me and to all of us.”

I smiled shyly. “Thanks, Uncle Jere.”

“So….. let me ask you…… until now…… How many guys have you shared yourself with?” he asked.

I felt slightly vulnerable at this moment, but I understood that he and the guys would just want to get to know me better. I could be open with them. I smiled at him coyly. “Umm…, six. Before yesterday,” I admitted.

He smiled at me, nodding. “So, then you went to ten… In the car…”

I nodded back to him.

“That’s wonderful. And now today, it’s gone to thirteen……”

I nodded again.

“So, your number’s more than doubled this weekend.”

Another nod.

“That makes us all feel pretty special.”

Again, I just nodded.

He studied my face a little more.

“And now you’ve had your first facial…… Or was it?”

“It was my first,” I said positively.

He smiled then. “And you were marvelous.”

“Thank you.”

“So let me ask you some other questions, if I might…” he continued.

“All right…”

“How old were you the first time?”

I looked toward the others and nodded. “I was eighteen, as I told the other guys, before.”

“Oh, good for you. That’s unusual.”

I nodded. “That’s what Mom wanted. And she got me on the pill, too.”

“Mmmmmm,” he said, nodded. “You’re mom’s a very fine woman.”

“I think so, naturally.”

“She’s beautiful, too,” he said.

I nodded again, and again I wondered if he had ever been to bed with her.

“So… six guys before this and now thirteen… How about women? Have you been with a girl yet?”

I was a little surprised by the question, but I just shook my head.

“Ever thought about it?” he pressed.

I shook my head again, shrugging. “Not really.”

“How about interracial? Ever been with a black guy?”

I looked up at him quickly. “No,” I said firmly.

“Ever thought about it?”

“Not really, no.”

“They can be pretty well hung. What’s the biggest you’ve ever had?”

“Ummmm, you guys,” I said calmly.

He smiled broadly then. “How nice for us.” He looked around and the other guys were smiling also.

His face got more serious then and he asked, “How about anal? Have you ever done that?”

“Ohh, no,” I said softly. “I don’t think I could ever do that.”

He just smiled at that, then leaned forward and kissed my hair, holding me tighter.

My heart skipped a beat. ……Uh-oh……





They let me clean myself up then, and afterward I offered to make lunch for them all. They tried to insist that THEY would make lunch for ME and I shook my head.

“It’s very nice for you to offer, but I’m sort of looking forward to taking care of you guys. It’s why I’m here.”

It was Dave who spoke then. “Honey, you’re taking care of us better than we could ever imagine or hope for.”

I smiled at the compliment. I shook my head again. “Letting you fuck my brains out is not exactly the same thing. You guys can help if you want to, but I’m going to make you lunch, and that is that.” I looked at Uncle Jere and our two new guests. “How long can you guys stay with us?”

Ralph Meeker spoke first, “As long as we’re invited,” he said hopefully.

I looked at Dave then. “I guess it’s up to our owner.”

“We’ve got plenty of room,” he said. “If Dixie’s okay with it then you can stay the weekend.”



Officer Malloy and Ralph Meeker were very appreciative of being included. They made that known by volunteering to go into town to get more supplies and food for us. This was fine by all and an hour later they were back and we had a delightful lunch out on the back deck.



Then while the guys talked about guns and hunting, I played with the dogs for a while. It had taken me some time to get to know their names and who the owners were, but I finally had it.

Bruiser was easy to remember, since he was the dog that kissed me. He was a German Shorthaired Pointer. He belonged to Dave.

He was the same breed as Rambo, who was owned by Riff.

Maggie was a Black and Tan Coonhound, and she was owned by Mike.

Mack was also a Black and Tan, and Bob was his owner.

They were all four very well trained and I could tell that all of them lived to hunt and do their master’s bidding. Good dogs.

I played around with them for nearly a half hour, then I noticed something strange. Maggie was acting a little different and the other dogs began to circle her. Having been around animals, dogs and farms for most of my life I recognized the signs, and without further ado I pushed Maggie inside one of the dog runs and latched the door. I then put each of the males in their own separate run, and left them to go inside.

The guys were just finishing their tidying when I announced that I thought Maggie was going into heat.

“Oh, shit,” said Dave. “Did anything happen? Did you see them doing anything?”

I shook my head. “No, I was right there with them. Nothing happened, and I split them up. I think she’s just started.”

“Thank God you were johnny-on-the-spot, Dixie,” said Mike. “I didn’t think she was due for another week or two.”

I went into the kitchen then to check out the new supplies and as I did Bob followed me with a camcorder. Then I noticed Ralph had one too. They were both filming me in the kitchen, fully dressed with no shoes on.









“We haven’t talked about the financial stuff yet, Dixie,” said Ralph, putting down his camera. “When would you like to do that?”

I looked at him evenly. “We can do that at the end if you’d like. I trust you guys.”

He smiled. “You are truly unique, that’s for sure.”

I smiled and changed the subject. “There’s a lot of good food here for dinner. But maybe I should come out and we can talk about the rest of the schedule for today.”

Ralph gave me a knowing smile. “Sounds like a very good idea.” He picked up his camcorder again.

Both Bob and Ralph moved out with the cameras, then focused on me as I got ready to talk to the group. All eyes were quickly on me and the room got quiet.

“I thought we should plan our dinner,” I said, “But I figure you guys all want another shot at me today, so I don’t know how long you want to let yourselves recharge.”

The guys all looked around at each other, then looked back toward me.

Officer Malloy spoke first. “Miss Madison, you are incredible. Truly, you are.”

I gave him an embarrassed smile. “Thank you…, um…, Officer Malloy.”

He smiled broadly and there were a few chuckles.

Uncle Jere spoke next. “I think we’re all ready already, honey. But how would YOU like to do it?”

I thought for a moment, then said, “Well, I see two possibilities. One, we could have an early dinner, then do it afterward, or two, we could have a later dinner and do it before. It’s up to you guys. I’m open either way.”

“I like earlier,” said someone.

“I’ll second that,” said Bob.

Then I said, “I wouldn’t mind a short rest before we start. How about four o’clock?”

They all agreed quickly.

I headed up to my room to have a short nap……



At 3:30 I slipped into the bathroom. The shower was magnificent and I wanted to be clean and fresh for the next round.

I wished that I had brought more clothes with me but I had packed lightly. If I had known that I would be physically entertaining seven men this weekend I would have packed a lot of different things. Of course, most of the time I wasn’t wearing anything. There was something very cool about that. I slipped on my only pair of shorts and a tank top, and went downstairs.

"Ah, there she is,” said Uncle Jere.

The guys gathered around me quickly and I looked at them. "I'm ready."

It was Dave who spoke next. "We thought we would do the next round in your room. Is that OK with you?"

I nodded. "Sure. That works for me."

"We had another thought also. How would you feel about acting out a little scene with us?"

"Okay. What kind of scene?"

"Actually, we thought we would do a sort of rape scene. A mild one but still we would kind of give you no choice."

"Sounds interesting. So, you want me to resist but not too much?"

"That's the idea."

"And you want to film all this? In my room?"

"Exactly."

"I can probably act that out. I’ll do my best anyway." I liked the idea of this right away.



We set it up in the bedroom, using as much of the natural light as possible. There were cameras all around the room. I helped them with the equipment. We pulled the bed out from the wall enough to have a camera mounted at the head, catching the action from the front. They even filmed me as I turned down the bed for myself.

Dave was the prime director.

So, cameras were turned on, then the guys left the room…



We started with me sitting in front of the mirror, brushing my hair. I was dressed only in a t-shirt, which was fairly loose. Still, it couldn’t hide the body that was underneath, and they’d already gotten plenty of footage.

As I began to brush there was a knock at the door.

“Come in!” I said casually.

Dave Bristol stepped into the room. I smiled at him. “What can I do ya for, Mr. Bristol?”

“Well…… We’ve got a little problem, Dixie,” he said, stepping into the room. As he did Mike and Bob stepped in behind him. I stopped brushing my hair.

I looked at all three of them. “What’s…, uh, what’s the problem?”

“Well…… it’s sort of like…… YOU are the problem.”

“Me?” I asked, my eyes widening with concern. “What did I do?”

Riff and Allan stepped into the room next and I let a little worry cross my face.

Dave stepped a little closer then, about two feet away. “Well…… you didn’t really DO anything…… honey……”

I let a serious and still-more-worried look cross my face, looking from one to another of them, poised with my brush still in hand.

Ralph pushed his way into the room then, followed by Uncle Jere. All seven of them.

“I…. wait, I….. uh……” my voice wavered.

“You didn’t really DO anything, Dixie,” Dave repeated. “It’s more like what WE HAVE to do.”

As he said this his hand reached out and touched my left shoulder, caressing it gently. I ignored it, and looked at the guys with uneasy eyes. My mouth opened as though I were trying to speak. I found my voice. It was a whisper. “What you…… HAVE to do?”

He nodded and so did the others.

“You can’t mean……”

He nodded again. “I’m afraid so.”

“Oh, no……” I said softly.

Dave kept caressing my shoulder.

Again I looked at them. “ALL of you?” I said breathlessly.

More ,nods from the guys.

“It has to be that way……”

I found this incredibly easy to act out. I don’t know why. I suppose it is because I know how MOST girls would react. It’s how I would have reacted too, except that I now knew these guys now. But still it just seemed to come out naturally.

“You wouldn’t……” My eyes welled up a little.

“It’s gonna be fine,” he said. “It’s just too good. We can’t…… pass it up. We HAVE to……”

“No…. Please?”

“It’s gonna be fine……”



He moved still closer then, and the other guys began to move into the room going around me. He took my arm gently as though he wanted me to stand up. I put my brush down.

As he started to pull me up, I closed my eyes. "Oh geez," I said softly.

"It’s gonna be fine…… We will be as gentle as we possibly can."

I closed my eyes again and shook my head. "No, please… There’s too… many of you…"

Allan Malloy came up to the other side of me, taking my arm and helping me to stand. Another one pulled my chair back. I let them stand me up. I opened and closed my eyes again. I began breathing harder.

“Too many…”

“We’ll take it slow…”

“Oh, God……”

“Gonna be fine……”



As they started to back me up toward the bed I started to struggle. Not very hard, but I pulled against their hands.

"No…… I can’t, please."

"It's going to be fine," Dave assured. "We won’t hurt you, we promise. Not at all."

I stood still and then, closing and opening my eyes, pulling lightly against them. I felt hands touching me, then my shirt began to lift.

I pushed down gently on the hands that were pulling it up, but it continued to rise. My touch was light. I wasn't really fighting.



The room was incredibly quiet. All I could hear was the breathing of the seven men surrounding me.

Cameras were running and at least five different angles would be recorded as these guys took me to the bed.

I closed my eyes and put my head back, arching myself as I felt my shirt going up farther. It was well above my waist now, and I felt a hand touch my ass very gently.

I was not fighting physically but my body language showed resistance as best I could.

As my shirt came up under my breasts, I felt someone lifting my arms. I pulled against them only a little, then let them raise my arms.

I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, letting them control me until my hands were high above my head.

The shirt came up then, and I felt it being pulled over my head.

It was off and I was naked.

I started to pull again.

"Don't do this," I said softly.

"It's going to be all right," Dave patronized.

I continued to fight gently, but now I was totally nude so it didn’t matter much.

They started backing me toward the bed again. I resisted lightly. Still, I stepped back.

"Please…"

"It's going to be all all right…"

I had kept my eyes closed, but now I opened them. Then I made a sudden move. I caught them unaware. Quickly, I bolted for the door to my room. There were three guys between, but I tried to push through them. They grabbed my arms easily, and I started to struggle much harder. I strained with my legs and my arms, leaning toward the door. I shook my head and my hair.

I did not say anything nor did I squeal or scream. I just fought them. Not hard but just enough.

“Unh! Unh! Unh!” I went as I pulled. But they had me. So finally, I stopped. Then I clenched my teeth and spoke:

“I didn’t come here for this! I came to help out. Not be fucked by all seven of you! That’s a gang-bang! And you’re FILMING this!!! You bastards!!!”

“We’re sorry, honey, but it just HAS to happen,” insisted Dave. “Your body is too perfect and you’re so gorgeous. We just CAN’T let this chance get away…”

I closed my eyes. I felt myself welling up.

I said nothing.

They moved back in and I struggled again, half-heartedly.









They quickly had me under control and Mike and Riff held me, along with Bob.

"We've got her now,” Bob said confidently.

They pushed and pulled me toward the bed again, this time facing it, until I was right next to it.

I continued to pull against them but not very hard now. Dave and Allan took my arms again. They turned me around until my back was toward the bed again.

They pushed me backward.

I lost my balance, and had no choice but to fall onto the mattress. Quickly the guys surrounded the bed and they reached out for me from every direction.

I tried to pull in and away from them, but it was no use…

They grabbed my arms and my legs……

I moaned as I pushed and kicked gently, but their grips were firm.

Soon I was spreadeagled on the bed, with the guys holding all of my limbs. Dave was holding my right hand, Mike held my left. Allan and Uncle Jere held my left leg and Riff and Bob held my right.

At the foot of the bed stood Ralph Meeker and he was beginning to undress.



I said nothing even though I was thinking how appropriate it was that Ralph go first. He was paying the most and in a way, he was the guy who made all this all happen. He SHOULD have me first in this round.

He hurried to remove his clothes, and his rod sprang out as his boxers went down. He was nicely hung just like they all were. Lucky me.

I still struggled with them, and it was sort of natural now, since they were holding me all stretched out. They had me well positioned and I was firmly in their grips, but I could pull against them and it didn’t matter. So, I did, just a little.

As soon as he was nude Ralph knelt on to the foot of the mattress and climbed forward between my knees. His eyes ran up and down my body, and his erection rose up stiff and ready.

“Jesus, you’re going to be good……”

I made a point of not looking at him, but focusing on his cock instead. As he began to suspend himself over me, I pulled a little harder.

“No, please……” I begged.

He just ignored me, concentrating then, guiding the head to my entrance, looking downward between us.

“Hold her steady, guys… I’m almost there……”

“Noo!!!”

I wiggled a little more, feigning resistance. As soon as he touched me however, I stopped moving that part of me. He could find his way now. I was very wet anyway. I couldn’t help that.

So, I moved my head from side to side but kept my body still. It worked perfectly. He found my opening and pushed forward.

"Ohh!" I cried out.

He slid inside me.

His back arched. “Ohhh… my… God…..” he hummed, closing his eyes.

I stopped moving my head.

“Oh my God, oh my God, ” he repeated softly as he went deeper.

The moment he was inside me I stopped struggling. I just closed my eyes and bit my lower lip gently, enjoying the sensation as he filled me up.

I was certain that Ralph wanted to take me in this position pretty badly and I was glad we were able to do it this way. I opened my eyes and I could see the enormous pleasure in his face. He probably had not thought this would ever happen, and having seen me in the car must have been a super tease for him. But he had pursued me, reached out in a very special way, and now his cock was inside me. I was happy for him. For the both of us……

He eased in firmly, going right to the end, then lowered his body onto mine. His face came down to within an inch of mine and he looked into my eyes. I wasn’t sure what he wanted to see there so I just looked back at him, wide-eyed and waiting. My arms and legs were still pinned, but he was firmly inside me.

He lowered a little more and suddenly I realized that he planned to kiss me.

As his lips touched mine I could feel that he was tentative, and I didn’t want him to be. I pushed my lips back against his, kissing him back, welcoming the gesture. This was the signal he needed, and he pressed my head firmly against the mattress then, kissing me with full-blown passion.

I kissed him back with a hunger for a few seconds, then I pulled away. He lifted off in confusion, but I looked first to my right and then to my left. I looked at Mike.

“Could you…… let go of my arms? Please?” I softly asked.

Mike and Dave understood right away, and they let go of both my arms. I put them around Ralph again and pulled him in to kiss me again. I could feel his relief as he opened his mouth around mine, nearly trying to devour me.

We kissed for a long moment, tongues touching, him on top but not moving. My breasts were firmly against his body and he was not shy about letting his weight down onto me. But I handled that just fine and I welcomed him with my arms as best I could.

Finally, the kiss eased and he slowly pulled back to just above my face.

I smiled at him then. “Are you going to cum inside me?” I asked.

“I’d like to. Are you safe?”

I nodded, still smiling. “Yes. I am. Thanks for asking……”

That made him smile.

The guys actually knew this, but it didn’t hurt to remind them. Now it was out in the open.

Then Ralph closed his eyes in obvious delight.

I looked up again and saw Mike and Dave just above me. I reached my hands out to them again, taking their hands in mine as they gave me a surprised look. Ralph smiled at my gesture.

“You’re amazing, hon,” he said.

“I like this,” I retorted brightly.

“Well, you’re not alone.”

I gave him another smile.

He shifted a little more weight to his elbows, then rocked his hips. It was time.

His cock went out and in.

“Ohhhh,” I gasped, closing my eyes.

He started to pump. I rolled my head back. Yes. Yes, it was definitely time.

In this case missionary position was perfect for both of us. What better way for a woman to welcome her man…… He on top, me underneath, taking his weight, legs spread apart for him. It was ideal for this moment…. For sure……

As I opened my eyes, I saw him looking right at my face, hovering just a few inches above.









I was embarrassed at first, but I fought it. We both wanted this. I could look him in the eye. So that’s what I did.

With my arms and legs spread out and held by others, this was different. I could not embrace him at all. The only thing I could do was give him my face. I could display my expression while he fucked me. But it was good this way. I could show him. I could do this. I really had ALL of them. All at once. Even though only Ralph was inside me, they were all touching me, holding me.

I looked back into Ralph’s face, not turning away now.

He rammed me harder, then paused.

I blinked, but looked right back at him.

He started moving steadily again, still watching me.

I watched him back. My eyes stayed with him. Even if I blinked.

His knob banged against my cervix with each determined stroke. Then he paused after a hard stroke.

Instinctively I thrust back against him.

He gasped.

So I did it again.

His eyes closed and I realized I could respond to him this way, welcoming his thrusts with my own, and not have to use my arms and legs.

He thrust and held again.

So did I…

Again, he did it.

I thrust harder.

“Jesus..”

My heart warmed when he said that.

We BOTH thrust at the same time.

Then I cried out with my mouth.

Our bodies united.

I bit my lip.

We began to move together again, banging each other.

But I kept my eyes open for him, my look pleading, but determined……

This was so hot……

And I was hot down below.

Then suddenly I knew.

He kept on pumping……

And so did I…

My look grew more serious. “Ohh! I’m going to CUM!!”

“Jesus!!!”

We kept thrusting.

“Yes!!! Gonna!!!”

His face got tight. “Yeah, baby,” he said, gritting his teeth and ramming me harder.

“Ohh! Ohh!” Finally, I closed for a second, but then I looked right back at him. “Oh, Ralph…… Oh, yes……. Oh, NNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!” I cried as it took me.

It was one of the strongest orgasms I had ever had. I’m not sure why, but maybe with the acting and the fantasy, and ALL SEVEN of them helping…. But anyway, it was a mind-blower!

Uncontrollably, I pulled against all of them then as my body was racked with contractions. I knew they could all feel it as my back arched and my head pushed down into the mattress. And they all held a part of me, touching and sharing my climax as nature took me. Wave after delicious wave rippled through me, and my little cunny squeezed and squeezed and squeezed as he pushed in deep and held it in there.

“NNNNNNNNNNN!!!!” I went again, writhing and bucking beneath him.

And it did the trick.

He grunted. “Unn!!! Gonna cum now! Gotta cum!!!”

“Ohh, Yes!!! Cum inside me! Inside me, Ralph!”

And even as I rode the crest of my orgasm, I felt the hot spurts jetting inside me as he unloaded. I made a thrust upward against him. The guys still held both of my arms and both of my legs. I felt all of their hands touching me.……

I pulled against them gently now, finishing my cum, riding my throes to the end……

Ralph put his head down next to mine and kissed my neck softly. He had finished pumping me full of his load of white seed, and we laid there for a long moment, panting, with the others still holding me.

He finally lifted and we looked at each other, his face just above mine. I looked at him expectantly. He did not smile, but he did bend down to kiss me again. This time just a short thank-you kiss.

He slid back out of me and began to back off of the mattress, his cock still erect and glistening from my wetness. He got off the bed then and turned to Bob who was still holding the lower part of my right leg.

“Incredible,” he said.

Bob nodded and they switched places, Ralph taking my ankle and calf now.

They would continue our little rape scene.

I closed my eyes and started to struggle again. This was my role.

As I pulled with my arms and legs, Bob undressed quickly. I continued my silent resistance right up until the time he slipped inside me.

And so, they began to take turns on me. I continued to show token defiance, but it was becoming more and more difficult to play the role. They were fucking me silly, and my body was loving it. We held this position for quite a while, and they were very smooth in the way they changed places.

Bob came inside me.

Riff came inside me.

Mike came inside me.

Dave came inside me.

And I came each and every time one of them did……



end of part 3

 

[sandalwoodie]

Part 4









There had been some quiet talking, but I had been so busy being screwed that I didn’t pick up on what was being said.

As Allan undressed I noticed Uncle Jere was undressing at the same time. They were the last of the seven.

I was almost numb by this time, and I was quite pliable as they started to move me.

Allan climbed up onto the bed beside me, then turned and lay on his back. The guys had released me now, and it was obvious that they wanted me to straddle him. They gave me some light guidance at this point, but it didn’t take much. I knew what they wanted, and I didn’t even bother to resist now. We were way beyond that.

I took a deep breath and moved to my hands and knees, crawling over top of my police-officer friend.

His rod was so hard and ready, I sank down on him without even thinking about it. His eyes closed and so did mine as we coupled.

To my mild surprise he didn’t start to lift me right away, instead he just held me down on him, pulling me into his embrace.

Then I felt more movement on the bed, and realized Uncle Jere was kneeling behind me.

At first, I wondered what he was doing. Then it hit me. On their agenda. My ass. I suddenly knew that my butt was about to lose its cherry. He certainly picked the perfect time, I thought. I would do anything for them now. Anything at all.

“Oh, God…,” I whispered.

I supposed it was time. And if I could give my virgin rear to anybody, Uncle Jere would have been the best choice.

“Bring that camera in, will you Mike? We should get a close-up of this part.” Dave was directing now.

“Right.”

There was more movement on the bed behind me.

No one asked me, but it didn’t matter. I knew they would stop if I spoke up. But they had figured I wouldn’t.

I couldn’t.

I just looked forward and blinked…

“Oh my God……”

Allan was watching me. His hand reached up and touched my cheek. As I blinked, he knew that I knew. I was about to get butt-fucked……



Uncle Jere scooted up very close then, his knees going between my calves. I felt his fingers touching my buns. His thumbs split my cheeks. “Yes. Get a good close-up of that. It’s perfect. Jesus.”

He held the valley apart for a moment……

There was more movement and touching around my fully-exposed backside. I just kept quiet.

“That’s it,” said my uncle. “Yes. Ummmmmm.” Then he said to me, “It’s time for this, honey. You okay?”

Slowly, I nodded. I said nothing.

Then I felt something gooey in the valley of my buns.

I lifted my head.

I took a deep breath.

I still didn’t say anything.

A finger touched the tightly-closed hole.

I felt some pressure.

I resisted it.

He pushed harder.

I gasped.

The finger went in.

“Ohhh,” I moaned.

“We’ll be as gentle as we can,” my uncle promised.

I let my head fall forward, my hair spilling down toward Allan.

His finger probed, going deeper.

I lifted my head again, throwing my hair back.

“Ohhh,” I cried out again.

Deeper still……

I squeezed my eyes shut, biting my lower lip.

The finger rotated.

I tried to force my asshole to relax. It wouldn’t listen.

“Jesus, that’s tight…”

I had to agree with those words.

He rotated backward, then his finger began to retreat.

“Okay. That should do it,” he said, his voice sounding happy with anticipation.

He planted a kiss on my right cheek then.

“Looks like another dream come true for me,” he mused. “Pretty special to record this, being as it’s her first time ever.”

“That’s for sure,” one of the guys agreed.

I kept my eyes straight ahead, not blinking now, not saying anything, just letting them do this to me…..

“Okay, hon,” he said calmly, “we’re gonna start now… I might need your help with my aim….”

I nodded, breathless, still silent.

His hands reached out, then came down onto the mattress, outside of mine. The bed moved a little as he suspended his bulk over top of my back.

Allan watched me carefully from below, his eyes wide with excitement at being part of this.

I knew what this was called, although I never thought I would experience it. I was about to be part of a sandwich, a Dixie Sandwich, and my uncle was leading the way. This little weekend that had started out as just a short-term job for me was turning into a real blockbuster. A life-altering event. And now I was about to be sodomized. By my Uncle Jere……

There was no turning back now.

He lowered some and I felt the knob of his cock touch me, first on my butt, then it slipped between the cheeks, searching for the opening.

He moved carefully, sliding up and down the crack, exploring by the feel alone since he couldn’t see from where he was.

Mike was behind the camera, on my left. But from that side he probably couldn’t see either, around the curvature of my buttocks.

I raised my ass a little, trying to present myself for him a little better, not knowing if it would help.

“I think that’s it,” said Uncle Jere.

“Jesus!” I heard several of them gasp…

I paused, waiting. My chest was heaving as I panted with anticipation. I WAS GOING TO DO THIS……

He kept probing, but he slid past my anus several times without stopping there. I knew he would have to place himself squarely on it before it would go in. He was sliding downward again, and on an impulse I reached back and took his shaft with my left hand. I placed the crown right on my little rosebud, pressing until I could feel it there firmly.

“Perfect,” said Mike from behind the camera.

“Yes! That’s it,” said my uncle.

He started to push.

“Ohh!” I cried softly, bringing my hand back down.

He lowered his weight then, keeping the pressure on, not wanting to lose what we had started. It worked! And my tiny bung began to spread.

I squinted, lifting my head, as the giant invader stretched and stretched me.

The lube made all the difference though, and I was thankful to have it.

Still, this was a penis, not a finger, and its girth was CONSIDERABLY wider……

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!!!

As I felt the flange go through the back door, it felt like the handle of a baseball bat.

“Ohhh! OHHHHH!!!” I went, gritting my teeth and gripping the sheets below me.

My uncle pushed on slowly, keeping the pressure on. He did not stop.

“Ohhh! Ohh, that hur…… Ohh! OHHHH!!!”

He did pause for a moment then, letting me catch my breath, holding himself suspended and still. But it was only temporary. He had to get it farther in there. I knew that. I took another deep breath and nodded, my eyes still closed.

“Keep…… going……” I exhaled. I could actually feel his cock twitch in my ass as I said that.

“Perfect, baby,” he hissed softly.

The rod moved deeper then, and I focused on trying to relax, making that my mantra as I braced myself against him.



His progress was slow and did cause me some discomfort, but even so there was something incredibly personal about having my uncle up my ass. It made our intimacy even stronger, and I knew there would be a bond between us forever now. I knew that he didn’t want to hurt me, but still that was a part of this, and I knew I had to endure it. And I would…..

But my GOD, his cock was big!

I sucked in air and held it, then sucked it in again. I felt my eyes welling up. I lifted my head, then lowered it.

The room was incredibly quiet as the five other men watched and filmed. All that could be heard was breathing, and mine was the heaviest.

But the room was charged with excitement as we tried to finish setting the stage.

I winced and I gasped and I fisted my hands, taking this second erect rod, as Uncle Jere kept pushing. I hoped and prayed that he would soon be deep enough to get started. I couldn’t take too much more of this.

And just as I thought this, he paused, again. “Okay. That’s far enough, I think.”

“Ohhhhhhhh,” I gasped with relief.

“You okay, hon?” he asked me.

I just nodded.

“Why don’t you start moving her, Allan, and I’ll figure it out from there.”

“Sounds good. I’m ready when you are.”

“Go ahead then……”

I felt Allan start to lift me and I flexed my legs to help.

Uncle Jere stayed immured just as he was and I rose about four inches before Allan reversed me.

To say the feeling was unique would certainly be an understatement. To have that second cock inside me as the first one slid in and out gave me a feeling of engorgement that I’d never dreamed of. My insides had never felt so filled.

Uncle Jere followed our movement carefully, not moving himself until we had made three or four strokes. At that point he began to retreat slightly. Even that was not so easy, since my ass had a ferociously tight grip on him. Still, the lube made the difference, and he was able to push back in without much trouble.

And then they began to rock together, working my lower unit in tandem, sandwiching me between their two hard and naked bodies.

It still hurt a little in the back door, but I was quickly getting used to it. And the satisfaction of taking two guys at one time was definitely worth the discomfort. I had never even imagined doing this! It was ALL so extreme compared to my life before……

I noticed Allan watching me closely, but I didn’t look at him. I glanced at the camera in front of me, then looked past it toward a spot on the wall. Jesus, I was being double-fucked…… But I was the absolute center of this universe right now……

Uncle Jere was deeper now, and he was able to lower some of his weight onto my back without risk of losing his penetration. His head was just behind mine, and I felt his lips against my neck even as he panted heavily.

The other guys moved around, watching and filming from different angles, recording everything.

I was still quietly adjusting, searching for a comfort zone as they mashed me between their two bodies. It was a delicious violation to be sure, and it was getting better and smoother with each and every stroke.

It was just about then that my two partners reached their harmony and began to find their ideal rhythm. They both went in together, then retreated together, sending me to the absolute peak of female sensation, both holes filling at once.

It was symphonic now and I rocked right along with them as we made music together. We were making a perfect threesome……

I cried out then as the excitement began to escalate.

“OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!”

The bed was moving with us.

“OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!”

Everything was sliding smoothly now, and my bunghole was receiving its first visitor as effortlessly as I could ever have hoped.

“OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!”

And as we moved into this phase, as they began to drill me in this steady, coordinated attack, as my body met their thrusts with its own eager lust, I knew it was going to make me come. I was going to, for sure. I hadn’t really expected I would climax this way, but as the pressure started to build I knew I would and that it would be a strong one.

My cries were now the dominant sound in the room, as the two men hosed me relentlessly. And there was no reason to hold back, so I didn’t…

“OHH! OHH! OHH! OHH! OHH!”

It was the best way to tell them how good this was……

“OHH! OHH! OHH! OHH! OHH!”

And the sensations that were boiling up in my body were very close to critical mass. I think the guys sensed this. I had come so many times for them now that they probably knew all the signs. I closed my eyes.

Me, Dixie Madison, in a sandwich, two men inside me at once. Five more watching, filming. Could I really be doing this?????

And then it hit me, like two super novas colliding. My eyes flew open.

“OH I’M CUMMING!!!” I shouted. “I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING!!!!”

My body shuddered heavily then, taking me from my shoulders to my hips as my two violated openings went into seizure. I could feel them ruthlessly squeezing their guests, gripping them repeatedly as my entire body tightened like a bowstring.

And then the throes began as I wailed with passion.

“EEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”

In fact my convulsion was so violent that both my partners exclaimed at the same time.

“JESUS!!” they said in unison.

Then they followed this reaction perfectly. They slammed deep into me and held me, pressing my writhing body between them, riding my orgasm right along with me.

I believe it was my strongest one ever, and it was a good thing I was well embraced by the two guys. My head snapped back again and again, brushing against my uncle’s cheek. My feet lifted and slammed against the mattress, digging into the sheets as my leg muscles flexed. My fingers dug into the bedding, squeezing until my fingers nearly hurt.

And not surprising, my intense passion was contagious.

It was Allan who gave in first. “Jesus, I’m gonna cum too!!!” he said ruefully.

“Ohh, YES!!!” I burst out. And I followed my words with movement of my own, trying to pump them, wanting to bring them both off.

I couldn’t move very much, but the thought was not lost on them.

Uncle Jere went next.

“Jesus, baby, JESUS! I’m gonna cum too!!! I’m gonna CUM IN YOUR ASS!!!”

I shuddered, then clamored, “OHH! YES!! YES!!! CUM IN MY ASS!! BUTT-FUCK ME!!! BUTT-FUCK ME!!! OHH! UNCLE JERE!!!”

The other guys were totally dumbfounded.

And then the wetness erupted, both at the same time.

As my new police-officer-partner spilled his spunk into my vaginal depths, my uncle released his own torrent of jism into my butt-hole, completing our act of exquisite harmony as the torrents of white stuff entered my willing body.

And the thought that I was taking two loads at one time put me over again, a second time.

“OHH! I’M CUMMING AGAIN!!!” I squealed.

One right on top of the other.

My mouth fell open in a heavy, throaty gasp, and I closed my eyes as I saw Mike move a camera right up to my face.

I held my head still for him, letting him record the closest details of my expression, barely able to control my undulating body. And the sperm kept flowing from my partners, filling both doorways with their seed, there in my female garden.

We continued to writhe together, all three of us now wet and slippery from the exercise. We cried and grunted and gasped, sharing our releases with each other. God, it was so good!

And coming down the mountain was almost as delicious as being at the top. Our spasmatic bodies retreated slowly, riding a few after-shocks, with hands touching and caressing as our sanity returned.

I was now warm and comfortable, pressed between them. My back door wasn’t bothered at all by the enormous hard-on it contained.

Allan’s fingers caressed my bare skin gratefully, sliding along my sides, searching.

Then, slowly and carefully, we began to untangle. The room was aglow with satisfied faces and looks of awe.



end of part 4

 

[sandalwoodie]

Part 5









We had a late supper that night, which included the five birds the guys had gotten on the first day. Everything was delicious. Allan was extremely grateful for everything, and Ralph was very complimentary to the hunters. He mentioned the dogs and their training.

“Maggie is definitely in heat,” said Dave. “So, we’ll have to keep her locked up the rest of the time.”

“I was planning to breed her soon,” Mike said. “And since Bruiser is also a German Shorthair, he could be the sire.”

“Sure, if you want,” agreed Dave. “Pick of the litter?”

Mike nodded. “Sure, if that’s what you want.”

It was decided. We would breed them first thing in the morning since tonight it was already dark.

I smiled. It looked like I wouldn’t be the only girl to get lucky here this weekend.

I kissed each one of them good night and went up to my room.











Dixie slept like a lamb that night. She went to bed about ten o’clock and no one bothered her in her room.

The men stayed up to talk and play cards, mostly talking about guns and hunting. Dave, Mike, Riff, Bob, and Jere were all very interested in some of the insights into fine weaponry provided by Allan Malloy and Ralph Meeker.

Toward the end the conversation moved to the breeding that was to take place the next morning.

“I’ll be interested in seeing that,” said Officer Malloy. “Never seen one before. Not up close, anyway.”

“I’m looking forward to seeing it too,” said Ralph Meeker. “Although in a different way, I think.”

They all looked at him. “How’s that?” asked Dave.

Ralph smiled. “Well, I’d kind of like to keep an eye on Dixie, if she’s watching it.”

“Oh, I’m sure she’ll be there,” said Jere. Then he looked up. “What exactly do you mean?”

Meeker made a rather sly grin. “Oh, just something that I’ve always wanted to see. If you know what I mean.”

“You’re not thinking of Dixie?” asked Bob. “Not with one of the males……”

There was a rather pregnant silence then. The guys all looked around at one another.

Bob looked around at all the guys, then settled on Meeker. “My God! You ARE thinking about that.”

“I’ve seen a couple of videos of it. It’s pretty amazing. And the girls were nowhere near Dixie’s league.”

Dave reminded them, “She did say her dog was the first boy she’d ever kissed.”

“Hey, that’s right,” said Riff.

Mike spoke, “She was really hot when she was kissing Bruiser in the car, remember?”

“She kissed one of the dogs in the car?” asked Jere.

Dave and Mike both nodded.

Suddenly Dave’s eyes turned toward the state trooper. “It’s not illegal, is it? Or is it?” he asked.

Malloy’s body shifted. “I’m not actually sure about that one,” he admitted. “But even if it is, you certainly won’t have a problem from me.”

Then all eyes went to Dixie’s uncle.

“Jere, how do you feel about it?” asked Dave.

The uncle thought about it for a moment, then shrugged. “If she’s willing…”

Dave pressed him. “But would you LIKE her to do it?”

He thought for another second. “And we would film it, wouldn’t we…”

“God, I sure hope so,” said Mike.

Then Malloy asked, “How would you guys bring it up?”

The guys looked at one another again. Dave spoke first. “Let’s just plant the seed in some subtle way, and make sure we film her while she’s watching the breeding. I have a hunch she will get the message pretty easily.”

“Here’s another thought,” added Jere. “Once she gets going, she’s pretty open to….. let’s say, suggestion.”

“That’s right,” said Dave. “She even told us that.”

“And after the breeding we’ll have another two very horny dogs,” said Mike.

“I have an idea,” said Jere.

They talked quietly about it for another ten minutes……

Dixie slept on quietly, upstairs……













I awoke at first light, rested and refreshed. I had slept wonderfully.

This would be our last full day here and I was actually finding that kind of a downer. I would really miss this place and the attention I got from the men. Oh, well. I was sure they would be happy to bring me back sometime.

I decided to go out and watch the sunrise. The dogs were up so I greeted each of them, sorry I couldn’t let them out.

I walked down by the lake, having put on a jacket over my nightie. It was cool, but not bad. I saw a concrete bench near the water and sat down. It was very peaceful.

The sun was just below the horizon when Uncle Jere emerged from the house. He was holding a mug of coffee as he stretched a little. He noticed me and I waved to him. He held up his mug and pointed at it, questioningly.

I nodded.

He went back inside.

I looked out at the lake, then heard him approach. He was carrying two mugs now and he handed me one of them as he sat down next to me.

“Good morning, honey,” he said, settling in.

“Good morning.”

He bent forward then, looking for a kiss.

I turned toward him then and our lips touched. It was a little different this time. We didn’t use to kiss right on the lips. But it seemed natural now. Now that he had screwed me…

I smiled shyly.

“How’re you feeling this morning?” he asked.

“I’m fine… My ass is a little sore,” I added.

He smiled and nodded. “I hope it’s not too bad.”

“Not that bad. Not at all, really.”

He put an arm around me, so I put my arm around him.

“That was the sweetest gift I’ve ever gotten,” he mused, looking out over the lake.

“Thank you,” I said, putting my head against his shoulder. “I’m glad it was you who got it.”

“I am too, honey. I am too.”

“This has turned out to be an AMAZING experience for me,” I observed. “Really, it has. I would never have believed it. And, it’s going to change my life, you know. Going to school and all.”

“Well, I’m just glad you feel so positively about it. And I think we’re ALL going to benefit from your openmindedness. We have already.”

“Did the guys tell you about our little side arrangement?”

He nodded. “Yes. They are quite happy about it.”

“Are you gonna be part of that, too?” I asked.

“I’d sure like to be.”

“That would work for me.”

He smiled then and squeezed me a little more. “Ohh, baby. You certainly have all the right instincts.”

I smiled at that and it made me think of my mom. I knew right away I should ask him about that. This might be our only opportunity to be alone.

“So, can I ask you a question, Uncle Jere?”

“Sure honey.”

I spoke softly and evenly. “Have you ever… slept with my mom?”

“Interesting question,” he said. “Where’d that come from?”

“It’s just a feeling I had. I don’t know. She’s really beautiful.”

He made a deep sigh. “She is that. For sure.”

“And… I don’t know…… You two seem so, umm, comfortable together, I guess.”

He smiled again and hugged me tighter from the side.

“You’re just very much like your mom. You know that?”

“I’d very much like to think so,” I said gratefully. “So, are you gonna tell me?”

He nodded. “Sure I am. And the answer is yes.”

“I thought so,” I said calmly.

“Your mom and I started about a year after your dad passed. She needed it and I wanted it. I couldn’t possibly resist her.”

“And do you still do it?”

“Whenever she feels like it.”

I nodded. That made sense for my mom. She was pretty natural. “I wonder how she’ll feel about your doing it with me.”

“I’m not totally sure,” he speculated. “But she’s pretty open-minded.”

“That’s what I’m hoping,” I said.

“To be completely frank with you, she might even want to join in.”

I turned and looked at him then, wide-eyed. “You think she would?”

He smiled. “It’s possible.”

I continued, “The two of US and you?”

“Or you two with me and maybe another guy. Or two.”

I just shook my head. “Wouldn’t that be something……” I drifted into a fantasy of images. Hmmmm….

“We’ll have to approach that one carefully,” he added, taking another sip of his coffee. “But if it might happen with anyone, your mom would be at the of my list. Once she gets going, she can be open to a lot…”

I nodded and took a sip myself. “One last question?”

“Okay.”

“What we did last night... I mean, the anal part…?”

He nodded.

“Did you do that to her?”

“Believe it or not, we have not done that,” he said.

“How come?” I had to ask.

He made a quizzical face. “I’m not sure exactly. I just never felt comfortable exploring that with her.”

“You didn’t think she’d like it?”

“I think it’s more like I was afraid she’d say no.”

I cocked my head thoughtfully. “I would have probably said no until yesterday……”

He looked at me then. “Do you regret it?”

I shook my head. “No. I don’t. But it hurts in the beginning.”

“I know it does. And knowing you’ll take the hurt to please your partner makes it all that more satisfying.”

“It was satisfying for me, too. I’ve never cum that hard before.”

“You were amaaaaazing……”

I smiled at that. It was also kind of amazing that I had done something my mother had not……

“So, what time are we gonna do the breeding?” I asked.

He looked down and squeezed me again. “Probably right after breakfast.”



Just as Uncle Jere said, they did the breeding right after breakfast. It only took about 20 minutes. We all watched and I was surprised that the guys were also filming.

They did it on the back deck, with the other male dogs still locked up, and where we could control the action a little better.

Mack was pretty much a gentleman and Maggie was as willing as any girl I've ever seen. She just stood there and let him do it. It struck me as interesting that there was so little foreplay. No kissing, no affection, just raw breeding, pure and simple. I had to think that they didn't know what they were missing.

But even still I was riveted as I watched. It was somehow quite hot and I felt myself growing wet down below as Mack pumped so aggressively.

I didn't even realize that I was breathing hard until I noticed that Mike had his camera aimed at me as I watched. He was right across from me and was filming the entire scene. I was suddenly embarrassed. But even then, I could barely pull my eyes away. I looked at the camera then back at the dogs, trying to ignore Mike. But he kept the camera directed at me and would not move it. Then I noticed Riff was also filming me. He was more to the right, but his camera was definitely aimed at my face.

I did my very best to ignore this, but I could still feel the attention as the dogs continued to mate.

Mack gave a final push and then held, knotting with his mate. I somehow found this incredibly erotic too, and I was even more excited when they tied. Mack faced away from his girl, waiting patiently, his shaft obviously still inside her.

We all waited for him to pull out and I have to admit I was eager to see his cock and how big it was.

When Mack finally pulled out of Maggie I couldn’t help but be impressed. A dog’s penis has a shape all its own, and this one was no exception. It was well over six inches long, and that did not include the bulge at the base, or the knot, as it was sometimes called.

An absolute gusher of cum spilled out of Maggie when they pulled apart. It caught my breath for a moment.

I looked up at Mike’s camera again which was still aimed my way. This time I waved. “Mack’s quite the stud,” I said, as he kept the camera focused on me. “Just like you guys are.”

“There’s two more studs in the group, Dixie,” Mike said from behind the camera. “And they’re pretty desperate right now.”

I realized he was talking about Bruiser and Rambo, so I let my mouth fall open, giving him a look of indignant shock.

“Why Mike!” I scolded. “You dirty old man! Shame on you.”

My tone was light and I had smiled slightly, but all of a sudden I noticed that no one else had said anything. And this was not the first time the subject had come up. I froze in my tracks. They couldn’t really want me to do something with a dog. Or could they? COULD they?

Now I wasn’t so sure. I looked over at my uncle. He didn’t say anything either. I looked around at all of their faces.

“Oh my God! You don’t really want me to do something with a dog, do you?”

They were all silent.

I just stood there, my mouth hanging open.

Riff and Allan looked a little embarrassed. Mike kept filming.

Without another word, I just closed my mouth and walked into the cabin.



I went into the kitchen and started to clean up. I didn’t want to think about it. I had let them gangbang me and fuck me up the ass. Now they wanted me to have sex with a dog. Kissing Bruiser was one thing, but… but… no way would I go farther than that!

The guys left me alone for about fifteen minutes, staying out on the deck and talking quietly. Uncle Jere came into the kitchen then, and I had calmed down quite a bit by then.

“I hope you and the guys aren’t too disappointed,” I said cooly. Then I changed my tone. “Are you?”

“No, honey, we’re not. Don’t worry,” he said.

I was standing at the sink and he leaned his back against the counter, just to my right.

“I think it just came up because the guys thought it was really hot when you were kissing Bruiser.”

That made me smile. “Yes, we did do that. And it WAS kinda hot,” I admitted. Then I chuckled. “The first time we did that was when I saw the police car.”

Uncle Jere smiled back at me. “That was a pretty interesting tale.”

I nodded and looked at him. “Especially the way it has all worked out. I mean, now that Mr. Meeker and Officer Malloy are part of the group.”

“A very interesting twist of fate,” he agreed. “But it certainly has been glorious. Thanks to you……”

I had to smile gratefully at that one. “Well…… like I said this morning…...” I brightened up my voice, “And I’ve sure made a lot of new friends.”

“Friends forever, I would say,” came the words from Uncle Jere.

“I like the sound of that……” My thoughts turned inward for a moment. I really was enjoying all of this. And I appreciated all of the attention I was getting, not to mention the potential future financial help they had offered. I REALLY didn’t want any of the guys to be disappointed……

I looked at my uncle and said, “I’d be happy to kiss Bruiser and Rambo some more if you guys want that on film. I don’t know about any more than that, though.”

Uncle Jere nodded. “I’m sure the guys would be very happy with that.”

I smiled. “Do we have, uh, any kind of plan for today?” I asked.

“Actually, I think the guys do have something in mind. I think they want to film out on the back deck.”

I turned back toward the sink. “Why don’t you let me finish up here and I’ll be right out.”



Ten minutes later I went out and the guys were all set up. Phones and cameras on tripods were aimed at a spot in the center of the deck where there was a blanket laid out, which I assumed was for me.

It was almost ten o’clock and the weather was ideal. Unusually warm for this time of year, but it must have been in the mid seventies with a few puffy clouds in the sky. The lighting was ideal.

“We’re thinking maybe we could do a sunbathing scene, Dixie,” Dave suggested.

“In the nude?”

He nodded. “We’d like to film you undressing, then laying there, changing positions a few times. Sort of like a photo shoot.”

“I can do that. I’ll do my best, anyway.”

And so the guys all spread out to watch and film while I slowly took my clothes off and stretched out on the blanket. I did it slowly and carefully, holding the positions they asked me to, showing them every intimate part of my body, close up or otherwise.

They hadn’t said anything about screwing me yet, but I figured that would be coming up soon.













I noticed the dogs down in their pens. Maggie was lying down and so was Mack, but Bruiser and Rambo were both on their feet looking our way.

I turned to Dave who was closest to me. “Would you like some film of me kissing the dogs again?” I offered. “I don’t okay with doing that.”

“That would be great, hon, if you don’t mind letting us film it.”

“I don’t mind at all,” I said openly.

Dave went to get Bruiser and Riff went with him to get Rambo. The dogs came bounding up onto the deck as I knelt there, sitting back on my calves, the blanket underneath me, my breasts standing big, proud and unfettered. The blanket had been folded double for more cushion, and I was quite comfortable there, completely naked.

Both doggies came right up to me and I stroked them both for a moment. I realized that this time I would be naked when I did this. Certainly a lot more erotic than being in the car and fully dressed. Still, there was something exciting about it… Then Riff pulled Rambo back and made him sit. I was left with Bruiser.

I faced him then, taking his head in both my hands and rubbing his ears. His tongue came out. We began to kiss……

His tongue was broad and wet but I pushed my much smaller one against his, lapping right along with him.

My mouth was wide open and my face was willing as Mike held the camera less than a foot away from us while our two tongues danced together, lapping and licking. It was wet, but I knew that a dog’s mouth was very safe for a human. More so even than another human.

After a few moments Bruiser was pulled back and Rambo was moved in front of me. He seemed just as eager as Bruiser was, and I kissed him the same way.

The guys all watched intently and Mike panned the camera up and down my body, emphasizing my nudity as I french-kissed the canine.

Finally, I leaned back and smiled. “Good boy, Rambo,” I said, stroking his ears.

Uncle Jere came up then and stooped down next to me. “We have an idea, hon. How would you feel about… having Rambo lick you somewhere… else?”

I hadn’t thought about this. We had not talked about it at all. And it didn’t sound all that bad, actually.

Uncle Jere pressed a little. “It would be really hot. And I’ll bet he’d do a REALLY good job. Especially with that big tongue.”

“Do you think he’d…… Do you think he’d be that interested?” I asked.

Mike spoke then. “He would be if you had some of Maggie’s scent on you. Even a little bit.”

I thought for another second. This would give them some closure after the kissing. I nodded, then shrugged. “Okay. I’ll give it a try.”

“Perfect,” said Mike.

Dave spoke then. “What we’d like to do is have two guys behind you, one at each shoulder, and you can just lean back against them when you want to.”

I nodded. “Okay.”

Allan and Ralph moved up onto the blanket then and I turned my back to them and put my hands out behind me to support myself. They scooted up to my right and left shoulder.

Mike came back onto the deck with an old t-shirt in his hand, which he gave to Uncle Jere.

“Let me film while you dab this on her,” he said.

“Got it,” said Uncle Jere. He moved in then and touched the cloth to my bush, then rubbed it around my belly button. I couldn’t tell the t-shirt was scented, but Bruiser and Rambo sure could.

Both the dogs started toward me then, but were quickly told to sit. That’s what they did.

The guys moved around to a good spot where they could watch.

Uncle Jere nodded to Riff.

Riff gave his dog a sign, and Rambo moved up to me.

“Hey big boy,” I greeted him.

I reached forward to him, keeping my knees bent and my feet flat on the blanket. I moved my legs farther apart……

The dog moved right in……

When Rambo’s tongue first touched my jennies, I thought I might faint. No tongue had ever felt like this. The rough texture slid across my labia, sending constant shock waves up my spine.

“OHH! Oh my GOD!!!” I gasped, my head rolling back. My legs moved wider automatically.

And the big dog must have liked my flavor, because once he started he was definitely into it. The wetness spread all around my opening and the soft sandpaper-touch ignited every nerve ending that was down there.

And the guys had positioned me perfectly. I leaned back against them, my body tightening, my hands coming up and trying to find theirs.

“Oh, God, Ohhh!!!” I squeaked, it felt so good.

The guys both took my hands and I squeezed and squeezed, closing my eyes again at the intensity of the doggie’s touch.

And I knew Rambo was enjoying this as much as I, because he was totally unselfish in his persistence. At one point he pushed his tongue so hard it slipped between my lips and started inside me.

That was when I knew I was going to come. The miracle muscle kept attacking, spreading itself across the junction of my thighs, working its magic as the pressure built in my lower unit.

I closed my eyes, squeezed the guys’ hands, and announced it.

“Ohh Jeeeze! He’s gonna make me come!!”

“Perfect!” I heard someone exclaim.

There was a camera aimed right at my face now, but I ignored it, unable to think about anything but what was happening between my legs.

And Rambo kept licking.

Then it happened.

My insides detonated.

I squeezed the guys’ hands even tighter, then I leaned back hard against them.

“NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”

My eyes squeezed shut and my body began to jerk, my butt lifting off the blanket and pushing into my canine friend’s face.

I think he sensed my pleasure, as he did not stop. The sensations washed through me, taking me out of this world for a quick trip to heaven and back. Oh, I was SO glad I agreed to do this. And so glad my mommy had made me a girl…...

The guys all watched in excited satisfaction as my body performed for them. Camcorders whirred and eyes feasted as I danced with the dog on the blanket. As my buns came back down onto the deck, I was panting for breath, trying to recover, but still shaking with the trauma.

“Good boy, Rambo,” said Riff in a satisfied tone.

The dog had been pulled back now and it was Uncle Jere who spoke next. “Let’s give Bruiser a turn.”

“Oh my God……” I sighed breathlessly. One right after the other……

I knew they wanted me to come again. They loved watching that.

I kept my legs apart, my breasts rising and falling as my chest heaved.

And Bruiser was brought forward.

“Hey, Bruiser boy,” I said weakly.

I let go of Ralph’s hand and reached out with my left hand. The dog didn’t even hesitate. He came straight toward me, his nose dropping.

His tongue was similar but a little bit different, and he had a different technique than Rambo. Still, the feeling hit me like a freight train, and I jolted again. But this time it was not so unexpected.

I grabbed both my guys’ hands again, and braced myself against them, with my ass lifted to meet the eager doggie-mouth. As Bruiser licked the top of my honey pot, I pushed my junction toward him, rotating my hips now, working right along with him.

“Oh… Oh… Oh… Oh… Oh…” I moaned as we harmonized.

If anything Bruiser was even more aggressive than Rambo, and his tongue seemed firmer and more determined. He pushed the lips of my vulva apart and did his very best to enter me, brushing my clit as he lapped away.

This made me shriek with pleasure and my head rolled back again, then shook from side to side, making my hair fly in the breeze. In an instant my climax was all over me, taking over my body again, sending my muscles into uncontrolled spasms as my ass lifted even higher from the deck.

My voice lifted automatically, in a desperate song of passion and euphoric pleasure as my sounds carried across the lake toward the silent woods afar.

And Bruiser stayed right with me, keeping that pretty pink tongue pressed to my pandora, wetting me down thoroughly from my bush to the crack of my ass.

The guys held my hands and my shoulders as my body undulated, until my tightening muscles finally gave way. In a burst of ecstasy I collapsed onto the blanket, a panting mess as the guys supported me gently.

At this point Bruiser must have sensed that his task was complete, for he pulled back from me then, standing where he was. The back deck was quiet again, with me no longer crying out, and only the sounds of my heavy breathing.

But now I was nearly numbed from the passion of it, and I was so thoroughly aroused that I ignored everyone around me except for my canine pleasure-giver. Bruiser was standing there before me, looking royal, and pleased that he’d done such a good job.

I let go of Ralph and Allan’s hands and leaned forward toward the dog. Without even thinking I moved some more. I crawled to him, on my hands and knees, staying in that position as I nosed up to him. I waited for him to lick my face again, and when he did I french-kissed him, as before. This time was different, however. I kissed him only for a moment, then pulled off and leaned to my right.

His penis had emerged big time, and it pointed forward, erect, hard, and ready to go.

Still without thinking about it, I crawled toward it, lowering my head.

The back deck was instantly quiet now as I approached the big dog’s manhood.

And as I moved up alongside the big pointer, Dave anticipated what I might be about to do. From the other side of his pet, he put his hands on Bruiser’s back and hissed, “Bruiser, down!”

The big dog immediately dropped down, and as he did Dave pulled him onto his right side.

I’d crawled up to his left side, which was exposed, looking down at the bright red cock that lay before me. It looked hard and swollen and engorged at the same time. In my state of euphoric passion, I could only sympathize with its need.

And I was out of my mind with my own need now…… The guys had orchestrated this so perfectly……











I had never even touched one before, but at this moment it seemed like the only natural thing to do. Holding myself up with my right hand, I brought my left to the rod and gently took it in my fingers.

I barely noticed the camera aimed my way, but I didn’t care about that anyway. Not now. The heat of the moment was too strong for that. I was still throbbing from my last orgasm and I had to pay back my partner for the favor.

The pole twitched in my hand and I could feel it harden, there between my tender fingertips. I lowered a little more, at the same time bringing the doggie muscle upward, until my lips touched it.

I heard some gasps from the men, and it spurred me on.

I kissed the doggie cock then, planting my lips upon it several times along the side of the shaft.

Then, as though Bruiser were no different than any other male partner, I turned my head, opened my mouth, and slipped him inside. A DOG’S COCK WAS IN MY MOUTH!

As my lips closed around him, I could really feel his hardness, my mouth sensing his need through the soft pink skin that surrounded his erection. I could feel the unique contours and the veiny muscles with my lips, my tongue, and my cheeks. I liked it……

I sank down more, taking him farther back, supporting myself as my mouth took its first animal. I didn’t think about much else really, at this point. I knew this was big, but it had to be done. My body told me so.

I eased forward, taking him farther back into my throat until I could take him no deeper.

I slid back then and heard Uncle Jere speak softly, like he was praying. “My God, that’s so beautiful.”

His words made me tingle and among the other murmurs of approval I heard Ralph say, “AB-so-lutely!”

Once again my guys had seduced me into doing something I had not planned. Not even close. Not this. But I was doing it……

I pushed forward again, taking the hard bone deep once more. As I eased back the second time I could feel a little of his pre-cum in my mouth. It made me hot and I sank down on him again, forcing his rod back even deeper.

The guys were all quiet then and I knew what they wanted me to do. There couldn’t be any question at this point.

I couldn’t deny the destiny and every fiber of my female being called for me to finish the job.

I adjusted my position slightly, setting myself up. Then I started.

I pumped my head up and down, sliding my lips along the pink shaft of the dog.

I was going to make him cum in my mouth. And I was going to keep his cockhead in there until he had unloaded everything that he had. It was the only way. It HAD to be done.

I didn’t know how long it would take, but it didn’t matter. I was in for the long haul.

I used my tongue, my cheeks, my lips, my whole mouth, sucking gently as I bobbed forward and back, trying to bring him off.

I slid down as far as I could go on each stroke, my lips coming right down to his bulge, my nose almost touching it on each downstroke.

The point went far back into my throat each time, but I didn’t keep it there long, not wanting to gag.

Bruiser did not move, but his body was trembling with tension as I worked on him. I paused for a moment, putting my right hand on his hip, supporting myself on my left elbow now.

I started moving again, a little faster this time. I felt some more of his pre-cum and it ran out of the side of my mouth.

I noticed a camera moving in close to the side of my face and I paused again. This time I slipped my hair back behind my right ear so the camera could focus on my face.

I started bobbing again, and now I could feel Bruiser’s cock growing harder. It seemed to swell in my mouth and I knew it wouldn’t be much longer now.

Forward and back I rocked, keeping steady in my movement. Forward and back, forward and back.

A little faster now.

Then I made three really quick moves.

Another pause.

Then three more.

That did it. Perfect!

I felt his cock twitch.

I pulled back and held.

And there it was! An enormous gusher. A generous stream of slippery stuff jetted into my mouth, cascading everywhere as it filled my oral cavity.

“UMMM!!!” I went with excitement, letting the guys know.

“I think he’s cumming!” went Uncle Jere.

I made a short nod, and as I did some of the cum dripped from both sides of my mouth.

And then there was a second spurt and I knew I had to act quickly. So I did what came naturally.

“Ulllp,” came the sound as I swallowed. “Ulllp…, ulllp…, ulllp,” I went, trying to get it all, even as he pumped more and more into me.

I heard the guys murmur and whisper in excitement.

I kept swallowing.

Some more slipped away. I couldn’t catch it all.

The camera filmed. The spurts were still coming!

“Ulllp… Ulllp… Ulllp…” It seemed like there were gallons of it!

He was still cumming!

I kept on swallowing. “Ulllp… Ulllp… Ulllp…”

I just couldn’t handle all of it. I lost some more……

But I was determined. I kept right on swallowing until his stream had diminished and finally stopped.

I finally pulled off him, gasping for breath, my tummy full of doggie-jism.

My head and hair fell forward and I gasped heavily, trying to recover. I was still in my highest state of arousal…

Bruiser got up then but I stayed where I was, still prone, resting on my left elbow and my right hand. I was still panting……

Uncle Jere scooted right up close and he gently stroked my head. “That was perfect, honey. Just perfect…”

I just nodded, still gasping. Then I looked up pleadingly and said, “I’ll do it…… Rambo…… I’ll take…… Rambo…… inside me….”

Uncle Jere’s eyes widened as they smiled, but he quickly nodded. “Ohh, baby… That would be… awesome….”

He looked around, but the guys were already moving, and Riff was bringing Rambo closer.

I lifted then, and with very little movement, I was on the blanket, on my hands and knees.

It was going to happen. Of course it was going to happen. We all wanted it to happen now.













I was fully aware of my surroundings, and the entire back deck was electrically charged with anticipation. But I was out of my mind with wanton desire, and willingness to sin. I COULD NOT STOP…… The guys understood this now, and they were all eager to help.

The biggest moment of my life— again-- was upon me, and the air felt thick and heavy and oozing with lust.

I turned my head back just enough to see two men pushing the dog right up behind me. I turned back forward then, waiting for it.

I felt the female-scented t-shirt rubbing my backside.

The doggie sniffed me.

“He’s erect,” said Riff.

“Yes, he’s ready. For sure,” replied Dave.

They wasted no time.

“Come on boy! Up you go! Up you go!” they coaxed.

I breathed deeply a couple of times.

I felt his furry chest slide up my bare back.

His front legs went around me.

I held my breath.

“Hold him back. I’ll guide him in,” said Riff seriously.

I let my breath out. “Ohh, God……”

I let my head fall forward, closing my eyes.

Then I lifted it and saw the camera right at my face.

My eyes closed, then opened…

“Ohh, God. Oh, Jesus……”

The men were concentrating behind me.

Then Riff said, “There.”



I felt it.

THE HEAD TOUCHED THE OUTSTRETCHED LIPS OF MY PUSSY AND RAMBO SHOVED IT IN!!!

“OHHHHHHH!!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. My voice echoed across the lake. I felt the dog enter me.

“JESUS!” went Uncle Jere.

The dog’s erect penis slipped right up me, right to the end. And immediately he began his thrusting.

It was like machine-gun fire right from the start, and I just held on, bracing myself.

“OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!” I cried in timing with the doggie’s hips.

I tried to keep my head up, but my eyes were closed now.

I braced myself as best I could, but my body was trembling as I fought to accept the magnitude of what I was doing. I was hot with lust and passion, but my mind and heart still raged with conflict as I grasped the fact that I was having intercourse with a dog. An animal was fucking me…… But I had had no choice……

Rambo was acting on pure instinct. There was no conflict in his mind. He was loving me like a jack-hammer. Nothing had been like this. It was so fast! I was totally overwhelmed and awed.

His hips slapped my backside and his cock slammed to the end of my hole with every rapid-fire stroke.

I couldn’t match his thrusts. I couldn’t meet him halfway. I couldn’t give anything back to him. My body was jerking and my breasts were swinging, my elbows locked.

All I could do was brace myself and let him fuck me.

But still…… it was so GOOD. So VERY GOOD…… The inner goddess of my body was saying… Yes… YES!! YES!!!!!!

He was so eager and so giving that a strange smile crossed my face as I lifted my head again toward the camera.

“Ohhh! Rambo! Ohhh!” I gasped breathlessly. He was just banging the shit out of me.

I put my hands out a little farther in front of me and gripped the blanket below, trying to hold on.

The porch was totally quiet but for the sounds of our breeding. Rambo was relentless in his pounding. He punished my little pink venus like nothing ever had before. He was so strong and powerful I could do nothing but submit.

“OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!” I cried, my voice getting weaker now.

Then I heard Dave say, “Look at that.”

Riff spoke next. “His knot’s growing.”

“Will he knot with her?” asked Uncle Jere.

“He’ll most likely try,” explained Riff.

I hadn’t even thought about this part before now. It made no difference now, really. I could feel the bulb slamming against me as it enlarged. And I hoped he could get it in…… I wanted it to go in…… I closed my eyes and waited for it.

And then the powerful dog stopped pounding. All of a sudden he was pushing. This was it. This was the knot.

I could feel the pressure. It was going! Inside me! Oh, please……!

“Ohh! Ohh! OHHH!!”

I could feel my doorway being forced open.

But it felt…… good. It didn’t hurt. Not at all. Maybe it was because I was MADE for this. I was the female. I was SUPPOSED to receive the male. But no matter what, we were engaging. I was taking him.

He kept right on pushing, and I kept right on pushing back. Slowly… and surely… my tiny little cunny swallowed up the dog’s big bulbous knot and we were united, bound together by nature for the remainder of our intercourse.

He started again then, moving his hips rapidly like before, except now it was different. I was locked to him, so there was no more in and out. It was in. That was that.

Now my entire body jerked to his movement, and my head snapped forward and back as he pounded me. My breasts swung even more violently now.

And then it happened!

I felt the gusher. The wetness burst inside me and the doggie-cum spurted into my willing honey chamber.

Rambo was cumming inside me.

My eyes flew open and my head lifted again.

“Oh, he’s cumming!!!! He’s cumming inside me!!! I can feel it!!!”

And the wanton lust swept over me like a desert storm.

We had done it. The whole thing. I had completed the mating and the mating ritual from start to finish. And now I was going to come!

I announced it. “Oh my God, I’m gonna cum!!! Oh, GOD!!! Oh, NNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!”

For what had to be nearly the fortieth time this weekend, I climaxed, my body wresting my muscle control away from me, sending me into oblivion, making my world a kaleidoscope of feelings and colors and stars that were not of this earth.

Physically I shook and shivered and shuddered. I convulsed, contracted and throbbed.

Mentally I went totally blank, thinking of nothing but softness, hardness and love.



And then without a hesitation, Rambo lifted off me and turned away. We were tied.

He was stuck inside me and I could feel that. We were now butt to butt, and I was knotted to him, just as a doggie-mate would be.

I could feel his massive cum-load inside me, giving me a warm, satisfied feeling that I had never before experienced. And having him stuck inside me was also gratifying. My job was done. And I had done it well enough to make my partner climax.

And now I was there on my hands and knees, panting for breath, my seven male friends looking on with fire in their eyes.

And then something else happened. Something I was not expecting.

I felt knees come down hard right in front of me. I looked up just in time to see that it was my uncle. His cock was hard and straight and in his hand.

Without a single word he pushed it against my lips. I had to open for him.

“Mmmmph!” I went in surprise.

He spoke apologetically as he pushed his cockhead back into my mouth. “Gotta do this…”

And it was just in time, too. The moment I felt his crown hit the top of my hard palate, he let go with a burst of cum that squirted right to the back of my throat.

It almost made me gag, but I was able to swallow just in time. “Ulllp,” I went, drinking it down.

And just as I took it down another pair of legs appeared next to Uncle Jere. I was nearly certain they were Allan Malloy’s, but before I could tell for sure more sperm began to fall, this time on my head and in my hair.

Then, on my bare back, just below my left shoulder blade, I felt another burst of wetness. This had to be a third guy.

And so, even then, as I swallowed another jet of my uncle’s cum, I realized that I had brought my guys off just by letting this happen. Just by watching me with Bruiser and Rambo, they were getting off.

I swallowed again from Uncle Jere, and felt another jet from the left side of my head. It also rained into my hair and I felt the wetness on my face too.

Uncle Jere pulled back the very moment he was finished, allowing someone else to move in. At this point I didn’t even know who it was, but I opened my mouth to take him.

Another cock was desperately pushed between my lips, and it also began to ejaculate instantly.

It was quite a compliment for me, and as I started to swallow again I was pleased through and through.

There was more sperm falling on my shoulders and back now, as the poor guys couldn’t hold back any longer. At least it wasn’t totally wasted. It was hitting me somehow. That was a good thing.

Rambo just held his position, his cock still stuck there inside me as my seven human partners drenched me with their spunk. It was a fitting event for my last day at their cabin…



We went on loving right through the day and into the night, the guys nearly insatiable as they realized that it would all be over tomorrow morning. I never said no, and accommodated them in every way I possibly could. They wanted to make me come, and I came, more times than I could count, fighting sexual exhaustion as I tried my best to please them.



Monday was a very emotional day for me. Officer Malloy was the first to leave, and he had to leave before seven. He seemed very pleased that I got up early to say good-bye to him.

“It was the most amazing weekend I’ve ever had, Dixie,” he admitted. “I’ll never forget it. And I’ll certainly never forget you.”

“I’m glad it worked out that you could be here,” I said.

“Will I ever see you again?” he asked.

“If you want to, sure. You have my number.”

“I don’t have the money the other guys do. But I’d sure like to be on the list with them.”

I smiled. “You’re on the list. For sure.”

“Dave promised me a copy of the video, as soon as he makes them.”

“I think we’re ALL looking forward to seeing that,” I said.

I gave him a kiss and watched as the police car pulled away from the cabin. I waved one last time. Allan had given me a sealed envelope and I didn’t even open it as I went back inside.

The next one to leave was Ralph Meeker, and he gave me a check.

“This was worth every nickel, Dixie,” he said, “And I hope you feel as good about taking it as I do about giving it.”

“I really appreciate it, Mr. Meeker.”

“Well, if there’s ever anything I can do for you, if it’s in my power, consider it done.”

“I will,” I promised. “And thank you again, really.” I opened the check, just to take a peek, and saw that it was written for six thousand dollars. It brought a tear to my eye. I had never had that much money in my entire life.



Uncle Jere got ready to leave just as the rest of us did. He would take his own car and I would ride home with Dave, Bob, Mike and Riff.

“I discussed this with Ralph before he left,” said my uncle. “I’m going to give you the same amount that he did. So you should be in good shape when it comes to college.”

Again I felt my eyes brimming as I took his check. “That’s very generous,” I said. “We never really did get a chance to talk about… other things.”

“I know,” he said. “I’d like to plan to get together with you, also. Maybe we can talk about it then.”

“Sounds good to me,” I said.

“You want to call me this week?”

“I can do that,” I told him.

He left us before Dave’s Suburban was completely packed, and as the rest of us were about to get into the car, I hesitated. I touched Dave on the arm. “Do you want to put the curtains up?” I asked. “If you want to do anything, I’d like to DEFINITELY keep out of sight this time.”

Bob was standing next to him and they both broke into a big broad smile.

“It would certainly make the trip seem shorter,” said Dave.

I smiled at that and said, “Unless maybe you guys aren’t into it…”

“No chance of that, honey lamb,” Dave said firmly.



It was almost nostalgic. It seemed like almost a lifetime since they had screwed me in the car on the way here. Now it seemed so natural and so smooth, we were all just really comfortable with each other. I did each one of them, and in the same order that we’d used four days ago.

It was so nice………

And we finished up right near the rest area where we had stopped on Friday. I shook my head as we passed the spot. “I still can hardly believe that we did all this. You guys did a really good job of convincing me that it would be fun and easy.”

“We’re just all mighty glad you said yes,” said Dave.

“I am too,” I assured him. “I am too.”



It was still somewhat emotional for me as I got out of the car in front of my house. But before I did we made sure I had a date with each one of them all set up.

They each paid me also, in cash, each in different amounts. But they were generous, and each one of them paid me from the heart, I was sure.

With my head up in the clouds, I went out to the bank, then came straight home and called my mother.



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