Chapter 3
We take a few minutes walking around the rest stop before getting back into the SUV.
As we continue driving towards the campsite, my body buzzes, and the more I imagine the men lining up to use me, the wetter my panties become.
The thought of being used by multiple men, each with their own unique touch and taste, sends shivers down my spine.
I bet some of them will even watch while the others fuck me.
Oh God, maybe it’ll become a circle jerk in the end.
“Are you sure they all want to do this?” I ask Joey, double-checking that I’m not getting all worked up for a bunch of guys who don’t really want to fuck me.
He grins. “Definitely. They can’t wait to get their hands on you.”
My stomach flips at his words as a yearning courses through me. I’m teetering on the edge of an exhilarating unknown, ready to dive into the depths of pleasure and surrender. I glance over at Joey, and his smile seems equally eager for the adventure ahead.
Suddenly, all my fears seem trivial compared to the amazing opportunity that Joey is letting me explore. How in the hell did I get so lucky to marry him? How many guys would let their wife fuck all his friends while camping?
I keep my tone light and teasing. “Then bring on the fuckery!”
Joey laughs and reaches over to squeeze my hand reassuringly before putting it back on the wheel.
The rest of the drive is a blur as my mind races with thoughts of how this will work.
Are they going to just bend me over the picnic table while everyone is eating?
Drag me off to the woods? My body hums with anticipation.
I imagine the touch of powerful hands on my skin, rough kisses leaving me breathless, and the hunger in their eyes as they take whatever they want from me.
As we park the SUV at the campsite and step out into the serene forest, a rush of exuberance runs through me. This is it. I’m ready to be shared.
Joey’s friends are gathered around a firepit, and I quickly count six guys. I’ve met them all before, but I only know a couple of them well. Their faces light up when they see me. Joey smiles at his friends and gives them a discreet thumbs up. Wait, what did the thumbs up mean?
“Ready?” Joey asks me, his eyes filled with enthusiasm.
Nodding is all I can do as my heart races.
Joey and I move to the back of the SUV to unload our bags, and I notice Darren walking towards us.
He’s one of the friends who I’ve only met briefly before.
I always thought he was sexy as all fuck, his dark hair and piercing blue eyes making him an irresistible presence.
A predatory smile graces his lips as he approaches me.
“Hello, Miri.” His voice is low and filled with hunger. “Nice to see you again.”
“Hi, Darren,” I stammer, my cheeks flushing at the intensity of his gaze. His eyes roam over my body, taking in every curve and leaving no doubt about his desires for me.
Joey grabs supplies from the trunk, and I see the guys exchange a knowing glance.
Darren focuses his attention back on me. “Don’t you need to help your husband unload?”
I almost laugh and tell him he could help as well—or better yet, I could help him unload something inside me instead.
But really, what does he think I’m doing back here?
I wasn’t planning on just watching. I give him the side-eye as I turn to get a bag.
But before I can grab it, Darren reaches out and puts pressure on my shoulder, forcing me to bend over.
Ohhh, fuck. I really should have seen this coming.
I grip the edge of the cargo space as my jeans-covered ass is presented invitingly to him.
My heartbeat quickens, and a jolt of eagerness thrills me.
He’s not going to fuck me right here, is he?
Anyone could walk by. We’re in a secluded camping spot, but I’ve been here before and there are trails throughout this area.
He reaches around to my front and unbuttons and unzips my jeans. My entire body ignites with desire. No, I think he’s really going for it.
“You’re going to be my dirty little slut tonight,” he whispers, and I shudder in response. He didn’t ask, but I still nod, unable to speak as desire threatens to consume me. This is what I get for being worked up last night without release. I’m ready to beg for the first cock that gets close to me.
He yanks my jeans down just far enough to expose my panty-clad ass. “Look at you,” Darren murmurs, his fingers toying with the edge of my already-soaked panties. “So eager for this.”
He tugs at the fabric, the sensation causing me to moan. “You enjoy being called a slut, don’t you? Admit it.”
“Yes,” I confess breathlessly, my cheeks flushing with both embarrassment and arousal.
I hear the clink of a belt buckle before he continues. “Good. Because that’s exactly what you are tonight, and I’m going to make sure you don’t forget it.”
He shoves my panties aside and plunges his thick cock inside me, making me gasp. Holy fuck, this is surreal. We haven’t even been at the campground for five minutes, and I already have another guy’s cock in me.
“God, you’re so tight,” he groans, grasping my hips tightly and thrusting into me with wild abandon.
Joey continues to unload the car, pulling bags from around me and seemingly unfazed by our actions.
The fact he’s not watching and is acting like this is an everyday occurrence only fuels my hunger to be used further.
“Fuck me, Darren. Make me your filthy slut.” I can’t stop myself from begging, overcome by the sensations coursing through my body.
“Damn right I will.” He slams into me even harder. The sound of our bodies colliding fills the air, accompanied by my moans of ecstasy. In this moment, I can’t imagine anything more perfect than being taken and used like this.
He continues to fuck me roughly, his voice strained with effort. “There’s something you need to remember tonight, Miri. You don’t get to decide what happens. We’re the ones using you.” He punctuates each word with a deep thrust. “Over, and over, and over.”
My moans grow louder. I’m trembling from the force of his thrusts, and he pounds into me with renewed intensity. My head swirls, and I get the insane thought that even though I’m being used, I’ve never felt so alive or so free.
Darren’s voice is tight with urgency. “You better be close. I’m about to blow my load inside you, and you won’t get to come after that.”
“Almost. Just a little more…” I moan, the rapture building inside me.
“Such a dirty little slut,” he grunts.
Biting my lip, I moan as he smacks my ass and sends a shockwave of pleasure through me. I clench my inner walls around him and lose myself as I tip over the edge.
“Ohhh, fuck,” I scream out, not caring if anyone hears, as pure joy ripples from my fingers to my toes. He rams into me, and his cock throbs as he explodes.
He continues fucking me, knocking me against the SUV as he unloads ropes of sticky cum. My brain is numb, and I can barely hang on while he finishes using me.
When he finally slows down, my heart pounds, and I try to catch my breath as he leans over me.
“Good girl,” Darren murmurs, his breath hot against my neck as he gently withdraws from me. His touch lingers briefly before he steps back, leaving me feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable.
I look around as Darren drags his pants up and heads back to the other guys without another word. Joey comes up to me and rubs my back while Darren’s cum and my juices run down my inner thigh. I don’t think I brought enough clean clothes for this.
I struggle to stand up and Joey helps keep me steady while I pull my panties and jeans back into place. His eyes glow with lust as he wraps me up in his arms, his hardness brushing against me through his jeans.
His voice is husky. “How are you feeling?”
“Amazing,” I reply honestly, leaning into his embrace. “That was…wow.”
“Good, I want you to enjoy yourself.” He places a tender kiss on my forehead.
When he doesn’t make a move to fuck me, I’m confused. “My love?”
“Yes?” He rubs circles on my back, and I want to melt into him and beg him to fuck me. He needs pleasure as well. Why is he not pounding into my pussy this very second?
“Who is this weekend for?”
He murmurs into my hair. “It’s for both of us.”
I hug him more tightly, breathing deeply and letting his masculine scent soothe me. My husband’s a little more twisted than I realized, but if this is what he wants…I’m game.