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

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

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

"Wait, what?" I replied, befuddled.

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

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

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

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

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

"Fine, when is it?" I relented.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He looked me up and down.

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

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

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

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

He smiled at me and looked me over.

"Well, you'll be working a lot of poles; they just won't be fishing poles," he said with a broad grin and a dirty laugh.

Ralph returned with our coffee, and I turned away from the man. A man walked into the hotel lobby and announced, "Great North Lodge, let's go."

"That's us," Ralph said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hop in, young lady," he ordered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I just turned eighteen," I replied.

"Well, I'm glad to hear that. I thought you might be jailbait," he chuckled.

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

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

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

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

"And what do you mean by that?" I retorted. "You're insulting, do you know that?"

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

"Two months," I announced proudly.

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

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

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

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

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

"Another forty minutes," Tom replied.

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

"Well, we can solve that," Tom said, smiling. "Take off your coat, Becca," he said.

"I'll be fine," I answered.

"Take it off," he growled.

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

"Scoot forward in your seat," he demanded.

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

"My boyfriend is right up there, I'll yell," I warned,

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

"Damm, girl," he laughed.

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

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

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

"Please, give my top back. You're embarrassing me," I pleaded.

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

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

"I'm going to tell Ralph what you're doing," I said, not thinking he'd be scared.

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

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

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

"He's right up there, he's going to see us, and he'll be pissed at me all week," I pleaded.

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

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

"Please, not here in front of the other men," I cried.

"He won't see us. Don't worry, the guys will block his view, and they'll want to see you," Tom responded.

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

"Oh God, why me," I sighed.

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

I kept my hands covering my eyes in shame.

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

"Oh God, Ralph is right there, I don't want the men to see me naked," I said, panicking.

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

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

Tom leaned into the aisle,

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

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

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

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

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

"Very sexy young lady," Tom commented.

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

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

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

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

That brought a response from the crowd.

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

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

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

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

"Come on, seriously, not here on the plane in front of everyone," I pleaded.

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

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

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

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

"Holy Fuck," I sighed.

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

"You like, Becca?" he asked with a smile.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I located our boat and stood on the dock.

"Are you Collen?" I asked.

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

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

I spun away laughing and then turned back to him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okey Dokey then," he said.

Ralph came back, and we set out on the lake for the day. It couldn't have been a worse day. First, it was cold, and it started to rain. Neither Ralph nor I had rain gear. Collen had an extra pair that Ralph and I split; I got the coat, and Ralph got the pants.

On top of that, we weren't catching many fish. I was catching more than Ralph. And it pissed him off when Collen told him he didn't know how to fish. I had to hide my laughter.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They held up two stringers overflowing with large fish,

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

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

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

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

I smiled and grabbed him by the balls and squeezed.

"Oh! Fuck," he shouted.

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

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

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

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

"Oh fuck," he whispered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hi, guys," I replied sheepishly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I put on my shoes and started back to my cabin, and I heard guys at the fire pit.

" Becca come over and have a beer," "Come sit on my lap baby," "Cum party with us Becca," they called out.

I ignored it all and went inside. Ralph was busy putting beers in his cooler and didn't even notice I was wearing a sweater.

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

"You're fine, just don't leave this cabin," Ralph responded.

"OK, good luck," I replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My back arched when his tongue found my swollen clit.

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

I saw Tom take a big swig of beer,

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

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

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

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

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

"Look at her go," Jim exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

Bob's face was shiny, covered in my slippery, thick love nectar.

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

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

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

Tom suddenly jumped up and ran to the window.

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

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

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

Jim was huffing and puffing as he fucked me harder.

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

"Oh fuck," Jim cried.

I felt his cock pumping his jizz into me.

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

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

"Ready for sloppy seconds?" I moaned.

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

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

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

His second push buried his tool deep in my bowels.

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

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

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

"Fuck is her ass tight," Bob cried.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh! holly fuck," I screamed as his shaft roared into my love tunnel.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, fuck," I continued as my body rose off the bed.

My pussy was burning in pain as the walls tried to stretch to accommodate his massive dong. He only had half of it when he drove forward again, and," I begged loudly as my hands beat down on the bed.

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

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I cried as Tom's monster cock turned my cunt inside out.

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

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

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

"Yeah, I moaned, not believing I'd taken it all.

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

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

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

"Oh, fuck," I mumbled.

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

"Oh, fuck me," I cried out loudly.

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

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

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

"Oh shit, fuck me " he moaned, and his cock exploded into my womb.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Tom, wait, please," I begged.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Fuck, you call that easy," I cried

"Bugger the slut good Tom, make her squeal," one of them replied.

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

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

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

Tom kissed my head and sat next to me.

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

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

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

Tom scooped me up and ran through the door back to my cabin. Once inside, he looked around.

"Where are you going to sleep, baby," Tom asked excitedly

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Fuck me again, Tom," I asked.

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

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

"Oh, fuck, sorry," I laughed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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