Fun on the Open Road -- 5
This is the fifth in a series about Rhett Sands, a 35-year-old bisexual man free to travel the open road with his truck and trailer, finding new sexual experiences with men, women and couples. No matter how much any of us want it to be true, this is a pure work of fiction, so any coincidences with real people, places or things is purely coincidental. (Damn!)
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Becky, Steve and I had just fucked ourselves into exhaustion. It was a chilly autumn evening, but inside their RV, the air was warm, dense and still smelled like hot sex. No small wonder. We had started with drinks and making out around 7 and now it was well past midnight. In those five ours, Steve and I had pumped four loads each into Becky's willing mouth and cunt. We were all so spent, but somehow, still not quite ready to give up for the night.
"Damn it's getting hot in here, and not in a good way," Becky said. "Stevie, open us up a window, please?"
With that, my friend Steve crossed over toward my side of the RV, his flaccid cock and low hanging balls swaying heavily between his thick thighs. He leaned past the chair I was sitting in, giving me the perfect opportunity to cup his balls in my hand and give the head of his dick a quick, sloppy kiss.
"Hey now, don't start something you don't wanna finish," he said with a grin.
"I fucking love watching you suck my husband's cock," Becky said. "So damned sexy."
She propped her leg up on the sofa arm, licked her fingers and started rubbing her clit.
"Surprised you even need any spit," I said. "That cunt is full of our cum."
Becky reached further inside her pussy and moaned slightly.
"Fuck yeah it is, and I love it," she said lustfully.
Steve positioned himself right in front of my face for me to have a better angle to service his cock. Knowing how much she likes to watch, I pivoted us even more so Becky could get a good side view. Then, I proceeded to lick her man's balls and cock mindful of her stares, while she worked her lady flower's little bud.
I am so jealous of women and their ability to have multiple orgasms. Like a lot of women, Becky was one who needed a lot of foreplay and a big build up to the first one, but after that she could cum fast and as often as she wanted.
"Oooo....oh....aaahhhh," and she squirted half way across the room.
"Damn, baby, he's not even got me hard yet," Steve laughed.
I kept sucking Steve, but he leaned over to sample his wife's cunt juices. He groaned as he lapped up her wetness.
"I can taste your cum in there mixed with mine," he said, turning toward me with a shiny, wet chin and a huge smile. Then he dove back in and I savored the feeling of his cock growing harder in between my lips.
My own dick was started to plump up and I considered all the possibilities of how I might achieve my fifth orgasm of the evening. There was Steve's mouth, Becky's mouth, Becky's sloppy wet cunt, her ass, Steve's ass and of course my own hand, which would allow me to spray my hot cum on either of them.
I decided I was leaning toward using Steve's hot ass, since we hadn't fucked yet that evening and because Becky was so into watching the two of us. After we both were good and hard, I turned Steve around and bent him over more so I could attack his sweaty, hairy butt crack with my mouth. As I pulled his beefy cheeks apart, I could feel heat coming from his asshole and the unmistakable aroma of a post sex, moist, manly asshole wafted into my nostrils. A man's ass is almost always delicious to me, but even more so after he has been sexually aroused for several hours.
I stuck my pointed tongue in his crack and licked from top to bottom, savoring the salty, musky flavor. Then I pulled his cheeks apart even more and spit on his pink, round pucker before pointing my tongue and stabbing it repeatedly.
Steve moaned with pleasure. Becky couldn't quite see what I was doing, but knew I was eating her hubby's hole and that made her hot enough to start caressing her still swollen clit again even has Steve lapped and licked at her gash.
"Do that while I fuck my wife," Steve said.
"Fuck yeah," I answered.
In seconds we were positioned so Steve was fucking Becky standing up while she rested her ankles on his shoulders, and I was crouched behind rimming him aggressively. I tongue fucked his hole, stroked his balls with my fingertips, and lapped and licked up and down his crack in successive turns. Then I stood up and rubbed the tip of my cock on his anal opening and Steve reached behind to pull at my hips to guide me in. As he pumped is wife, I matched his rhythm and fucked his tight, masculine ass.
It had been a long night, but the cool air from the open window had somehow revived us. You could hear Becky whining and cooing, working up to another good cum. Steve was groaning and moaning as he thrust into her and I just smiled to myself, taking a moment to be so fucking glad that I am young, hung and bi.
"Cum on my titties!" Becky whispered loudly.
"I will," her husband said.
"No, both of you...cum on my titties," she repeated.
I was nowhere close to cumming, but the sexiness of that did make my balls tingle as I worked my cock in and out of Steve's sexy ass. A few minutes later, Steve abruptly pulled his cock out of his wife's pussy and knelt by her head on the sofa, jacking himself feverishly, like a 14-year-old boy watching his first porn clip. Hoping I could help fulfill Becky's lustful wish, I joined him. I reached over and squirted some lube in my hand and more on Steve's hard dick. He opened his eyes and leaned over to kiss me.
That set Becky off. She raised her hips and went wild rubbing her clit, screaming as she let go with another wet orgasm. Steve announced he was about to blow, and I tried my best to get there, too, but I just wasn't quite ready. However, as soon as Steve shot a sizable load of thick, white man goo across his wife's perfect tits, and she started licking herself clean, I lost it and gave her even more jizz to lap up.
Now, the three of us were officially exhausted. Becky fixed us a nightcap of bourbon over ice and we stretched out together, arm in arm on the sofa to cuddle and talk.
"Damn, best sex ever," Steve offered.
"Fuck yeah," I said. "I'm gonna miss you guys in a few days."
"Don't talk about leaving," Becky said. "I want you to stay forever."
That was a huge complement. In hookups and swinger sex, you have a lot of one-night stands. It's always nice when you make friends and want to see each other over and over again. That doesn't happen as much as I'd like, for various reasons. But it's so awesome when it does.
"Well, I am here for a few more days. You guys wanna hook up with anyone else or do anything we haven't done yet?" I asked.
"Well, Becky does have a fantasy she just told me about yesterday," Steve said.
"I don't know about that one, honey," Becky said. "It may just be a fantasy."
"What is it?" I asked, perking up.
"Well, I love cum as much as you do, piggy boy," she said, ruffling my hair. "And Steve was watching one of those gay gangbang videos the other day. It got me to thinking about a whole group of guys breeding me and cumming in my mouth and on my face all night."
"How many guys?" I asked.
"I don't know, a lot. Maybe 10 or more? But here's the thing. I definitely wouldn't want to see any of them again, you know. Just a one-time thing."
Steve looked at me, then at Becky and back again at me. A sinister grin crept across his face as he grabbed his drained cock and stroked it.
"Hey, Rhett, remember what we saw the other day when we drove into town to gas up your truck?"
The gas station was right across the street from a biker bar. In an instant, my pervy mind imagined little Becky on her knees sucking some big, hairy biker dude's knot while she took another one's cock from behind, with a long train behind him ready for more.
I burst out laughing.
"You can't be serious. You want a bunch of bikers to run a train on your wife?" I asked.
Becky didn't say a word.
"Well, only if she wants it. I'll be if we went over there and asked around, we could find out who the kinky players are.
"I'm not making any promises. You'll have to show me pics of every guy before I say yes," Becky said. That kind of killed the idea, at least for the moment. So, I said my goodbyes, threw on some jeans and a t-shirt and tiptoed across the campground to my trailer a few yards away. I was fuck-all-night tired when I stripped off and fell into bed.
The next day, we met up for some later afternoon beers and Steve brought up the biker idea again.
"Yeah, but how are we gonna get them to send us pics and all?" I asked.
"Well, that's their price to play, the way I see it. Fuck everyone's got a cell phone. Most of us guys who play have cock pics and body pics. If they're the kind of men we are looking for, they'll have them," he said confidently.
I wasn't so sure about that, and even less sure when we got to the bar later that evening to do some recruiting. We were just sitting at the end of the bar, minding our business when two huge hands landed on us, one on each of our shoulders. I turned to see a mountain of a man with long, gray and black beard stretching almost down to his belt buckle.
"Name's Rick, and don't you two look like a couple of fish out of water?" he said, squeezing my shoulder hard. I turned and offered him a handshake, which he accepted and as he did, I couldn't take my eyes off of his huge bicep. Rick had a shaved head under his trucker cap to accent that long beard and the arms of a pro wrestler. He was covered in leather from head to toe except for a dingy white t-shirt underneath his black vest.
"I guess we are," Steve said. "Hope that it's okay we stopped in."
"Sure it is, pardner," Rick said loudly.
"I'm Rhett and this is my friend, Steve," I said. "We're both up here camping at the..."
"Yeah, I figured," Rick said, interrupting. "Not much else brings people in here except people from that campground. Well, fellas, this here is a biker bar. Mostly locals, but now and then we get groups riding through. Sometimes they even stay up there where y'all are.'
"Cool," Steve said nervously.
"Everyone's welcome here. I own the place. I don't allow no fighting or people getting in other people's faces. We get gay biker bears, couples and a few outlaw riders now and then. There's ever any problems because we all like to drink and have our fun," Rick explained.
The bartender brought our beer. I efforted some small talk. Then watched nervously as Steve took out and unlocked his phone.
"Hey, uh, Rick," Steve began nervously. "Well, the truth is, me and Rhett here, well we're looking for some friends to join my wife and me back at our trailer."
Rick reared back, looked around the room, then stroked his long beard.
"Is that right, so you two swing then?" Rick asked.
"Well, yeah. We're swingers and she is looking for some well, you know, guys who..."
"She wants a fucking train run on her?" Rick asked bluntly.
"Yeah," I said. "And speaking of swinging, you should know that Steve and I swing both ways."
"Well now, that's interesting. Got some pics there you wanna show me?" Rick asked, leaning over to get a better view of Steve's phone.
Steve started with a pretty face shot of Becky. Her nice tits straining against a cotton scoop neck top. Then he showed some full-length body shots, and finally, a pic of Becky with my dick in her hand and his own in her mouth.
"Fuck, she's hot!" Rick said. "Got any of her ass?"
The next pic was Becky on all fours, her round, sweet cheeks all covered in what was probably my cum (but it could have been Steve's or Roy's, I wasn't sure.) From there, the pics were hard core. Me fucking Becky, Steve eating her out, the two of us split roasting her, her riding Roy's big black cock.
"Damn, she can handle a man, can't she?" Rick asked.
"Yes," Steve and I said in unison.
Rick rubbed his now swollen package through his jeans.
"Well, fellas, if I can be part of the train, I think I can get us a train going on your bitch and give her the fucking of her life," Rick said.
"No problem with you being part of the action," Steve said. "But there is just one thing...she wants to see pics and approve every guy as we set this up."
Rick stepped back again, lifted his greasy trucker's cap and scratched his shaved head.
"I reckon we can ask them to do that," he said. "How many guys are we talking about?"
"Ten," Steve shot back.
Rick looked stunned. "Well, all I can say is I'll try," he added.
We sipped our beers and chatted a while. I noticed that Rick was free with his hands on our backs and necks and although he never sat on either of the bar stools next to us, he was hovering awfully close and sending signals like he might be interested. So, I decided to take a chance.
A couple of times, I let my arm casually brush against him. I made eye contact as much as possible and smiled. And when he went to adjust himself, I made sure he knew I was watching.
"Hey, uh, all that sexy talk and pics kind got something going in me. I may have to step back to my office and take matters into my own hands, you know?" Rick said in a quiet voice. "That is, unless one of you wants to help me out."
"I will be glad to help," I said.
"Me too. I mean, if you want. You can't have too much of that kind of help, can you?" Steve added.
Moments later, we were on our knees in the dingy office space behind the restrooms at the back of the bar. Rick freed his cock from his jeans and man was it a monster. A full nine inches of thick, hard dick dripping with pre-cum. He also had massive balls, almost as big as mine.
Steve and I became full blown cocksuckers, taking turns with Rick's big shaft, head and awesome balls. I've sucked a few straight cocks in my time, but this old biker bar owner's was awesome. The dude really got into it holding our heads in place and thrusting to get his fat headed meat at the back of our throats.
"You boys like this big ol' dick of mine, huh?" He asked rhetorically.
We lapped and sucked and pleasured Rick for about 20 minutes before he let us know he was about to blow. He pulled out of Steve's mouth spat on his hand and stroked himself while squinting his eyes and looking up at the ceiling. He didn't offer to fill our waiting mouths with his cum, but when he shot off, it went everywhere, all over me and Steve, the back of Rick's hand, his arm, the floor. I've never seen so much cum.
"Whew...that was awesome, he said. Damn, clean up on aisle four!" he said with a laugh.
Steve took that as his cue to begin lapping up Rick's spent load, starting with a blob that hand landed on my cheek. Then he took Rick's still swollen dick by the base and popped it back in his mouth to clean the head. I licked the cum off his hand and arm.
"Mmmm you boys sure like my man cream," Rick growled. "A fella could get used to this."
Then Rick left to tend to the bar, and to not arouse suspicion, we waited a while before re-joining him back in the bar. By then, several rough, handsome bikers had come into the place and Rick was already in recruitment mode. We gave him Steve's cell and asked for cock, body and face shots to qualify. No one seemed to mind. By the time we left the bar, six guys, not including Rick, were already expressing interest and four had sent their pics to Steve.
Later that night, I blew Steve and he blew me in front of Becky before we both took turns giving her our second loads. Thinking about all that cum and the biker train to come kept me hard and going, I have to admit.
By that weekend, Becky had accepted 11 of the bikers, and more pics were coming in. We set up the meet at the clubhouse of the campground, arranging with Jenny to make sure that all the other campers knew it was a private party. She even put black trash bags on all the windows and roped it off with signs that said "by invitation only" so no one would wander in. We invited Jenny and Roy to stop by later in the evening, figuring that we'd end the evening with a five way.
I carried over a mattress from my trailer and Steve put it on a platform used for staging when the clubhouse had events. We put it in the corner of the room near the back door so Bikers could pull around, park and come right on in for Becky's waiting pussy.
The event was set up for nine, but around 8:50, we all heard the unmistakable rumble of several Harley's thundering up the campground road. Three of the riders showed up first and made their way around to the back of the clubhouse, where Steve and I were waiting to open the door. Becky sat nearly naked and nervous on the mattress, with her knees drawn up to her chin.
"Still think this is a good idea?" Steve asked.
"I just need to get it started. Once I get that first load, I am sure I'll be fine," Becky answered, rocking back and forth.
About that time the door few open and three mountainous men entered. It was dark outside and dim in the clubhouse, but we both recognized them from that night at the biker bar. Billy was the oldest, looking to be about fifty, with long, golden hair tied up in a ponytail that stretched down his back and a big, bushy reddish blond beard.
He looked to be about 6'3 and more than 250 pounds with huge arms, covered in tattoos. Nate came in next, also mature, probably in his 40s, tall and thin. Probably 6'5, with a buzz cut and a closely cropped beard. He had jet black hair and piercing blue eyes, with a broad toothy grin. Like Billy, he was covered in tattoos and had a few piercings as well. Devon strode in behind them. He was a very handsome, stocky, bald black man with broad, muscled shoulders and a perfect chest. He had to be a body builder.
"Fuck look at you, darlin'" Billy said to Becky. "Whose little girl are you?"
"She's my wife," Steve said proudly.
"Damn, and you want all us studs to fill her with our cum?" Devon asked, rubbing his already hardening cock through his jeans
"I do and she wants every drop," Steve said.
"Fuck yeah, guys. Come over here," Becky said.
She caressed their legs, kissed Billy, then Devon, then Nate. They helped her out of the skimpy shorts and t-shirt she was wearing and began licking and fondling her all over. It was as sexy as fuck.
"Do we have to wait on the others?" Billy asked.
"Fuck no, man. Let's get this party started," Steve yelled.
In no time, the men stripped, and Becky was on her knees with a cock in each hand and one in her mouth. She orally pleasured the three for several long minutes before Devon and Nate helped her up on the mattress on her knees.
Billy knelt behind Becky and took a long, pleasurable sniff of her wet cunt. He lapped it, causing Becky to arch her back and position herself to maximize her pleasure. Nate worked himself up on the mattress and offered his long, uncut cock to Becky, who licked and jacked it while Devon stood behind Billy and jacked himself. His dick was fully hard now and had to be every bit of 10 inches, just as long as Roy's. It made my mouth water, but knowing these were mostly straight guys, I didn't move in right away. Instead, I inched closer and closer, then took out my own rod and slowly jacked myself watching Billy and Becky go at it.
I was a little surprised when Devon took the hand from his cock and offered it to me in a handshake, but of course, I had no problem touching it. I looked him in the eyes and introduced myself, then I looked down at his black, steel rod and licked my lips. I was about to offer to keep him happy while he waited his turn when he pushed down on my shoulder, sending me to my knees. Apparently whatever non-verbal signals I was sending had worked. In no time, I was nursing the head of his BBC, enjoying the way it instantly coated my mouth with warm pre-cum.
"Fuck yeah, little lady. Take my cock!" Billy roared, smacking Becky on the ass.
"She's one hot bitch!" Nate said to Steve, who was now right beside his wife watching her take stranger dick at both ends.
"Fuck I am already about to blow," Billy announced.
I stopped sucking Devon long enough for us both to turn and watch Billy bury his bone into Becky so deep she was gasping as he unloaded inside her, growling with each spasm of his cock.
"Arrr......mnnnn....uuuggg....aaaahhh..." he said.
He stayed buried to the hilt inside Steve's slutty wife, making sure he had completely drained himself before slowly withdrawing his satisfied cock. Then without missing a beat, Nate stepped around to take his place.
"Fuck, all this cum...feels so hot and nice," he said, sliding into Becky's cunt.
Devon strode over, climbed up and offered his massive black cock to Becky's mouth. She lapped and licked at the powerful love stick, kneading it for more and more of its juices, even as Nate started pounding her like a common whore. The slapping sound of his balls against Becky's ass echoed rudely throughout the clubhouse.
I was so horny by this point, straight men or not, I had to strip down to my jockstrap to edge my rock-hard cock. Steve didn't waste any time in joining me and unconsciously grabbed my ass and kissed me right in front of Billy, who was coming down from the sexual high of fucking Becky right in front of all of us.
"You dudes queer, I mean uh..gay?" he asked.
"Actually, bisexual," I said, grabbing Steve's stiff cock and jacking it slowly while I looked at Billy to see his reaction.
"Well fuck, one of you get over here and clean the pussy juice off my cock. Hell, I might go another round with you two fluffing me," Billy said. We were on him in an instant, plying the big fat cock with our mouths and enjoying the taste of his cum and Becky's juices.
Meanwhile, Nate was working up to pumping a second load into Becky. His thin ass was plowing her faster and faster while Devon enjoyed the girl's talented tongue and lips on his big bone. Nate announced his load and then pumped it into Becky seconds later, also deeply thrusting to get all of his baby batter inside.
By the time Nate had dismounted and Devon had taken his place, Steve, Billy and I were in a threesome right next to the platform with a good view to watch the sexy, muscled black man work his magic.
Noting that Becky hadn't cum yet, he flipped her on her back and used the giant tip of his giant meat to scoop up blobs of Nate and Billy's thick loads to massage them into her swollen clit. This sent Becky over the edge twice, leaving her shaking and shuddering before he was through. Then the big, black stud repositioned her for more doggy style penetration.
I bent down to look underneath and saw that Devon's fat, long cock was really stretching Becky's pussy opening. What a sexy sight! She squealed a few times as he thrust himself harder and harder, but she also urged Devon on.
"Oooh...fuck me with that big, black cock," she cooed. "Yes! Fuck me harder!"
Within minutes the two had found a good rhythm and all of us were in aww, watching the big, shiny black cock assault her little pussy.
Devon's sexy ass was a thing of beauty to behold. It was pure muscle and as he drove himself deep into Becky you could see it flex and contract like a racehorse's powerful hindquarters as he rounded the track in an all-out run. I knew he didn't mind my mouth on his dick, but I wondered how he'd feel about my tongue in his crack? I never got the chance to try because Billy was fully hard now and fucking my throat, then Steve's, then mine again, like he had been getting head from men all his dammed life.
Becky was moaning louder and louder until she reached her apex then she screamed a little (almost like Jenny does) when she came. The noise made her husband, Steve, smile with Billy's dick in his mouth.
I got as close as I could to the couple and Devon actually put his hand on my head, pushing me close to watch his powerful meat pound the girl's pussy. The aroma coming off of their union was amazing. I wanted to be in there, lapping up her juices as they fucked.
After making Becky come twice more, Devon slowed his pace a little, pulled his dick out and offered it to me. I was on it fast and slurped up its salty, slimy essence. Then he put it back into her. We did this several more times before Devon was ready to add his cum to Becky's cunt. Steve stood and jacked himself and watched the black cock pound his wife's hole delivering blast after blast of thick, white cum inside.
Devon let me clean him up while Steve inspected Becky's swollen, pink place and managed to get a few licks in, enjoying the mix of cum and pussy juice. We were all mesmerized by all the cum oozing from Becky and realized that was just three loads with many more still to, well uh....come.
That's when there was another knock on the door.
(TO BE CONTINUED)