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Trailer Surprise - 5
by ZWolfen (address withheld)
***
A retired but yet "handy" man spends some time in a
trailer park in Florida during the summer. He soon
learns that males are at a premium and is awakened to
sexual aspects he's only read about. (M/f+-teens, ped,
inc, bi, bd, oral, anal, beast, ws)
***
I woke the next morning without my cock in someone's
mouth. Smelling coffee, I swung my legs over the edge
of the bed and there was Lin with a steaming cup of
"joe." I smiled and stretched and took the cup. Lin
leaned forward and gently took my cock into her mouth.
She slowly sucked and played with my balls and in a few
minutes, I relaxed enough and let my morning piss gush
into her throat. She swallowed every gold drop and then
bathed my balls and asshole with her tongue. "Would you
like to fuck my unworthy holes now, Master?" I didn't
want to refuse such a polite offer.
Getting down off the bed, I positioned Lin on all-fours
and spit on her little ass-bud. I slammed my hard cock
into her all the way with one stroke and heard her moan
in pleasure. After my piss and tongue bath, I lasted
only about five minutes and pulled out of her now
gaping rear fuck hole. Like the well-trained sub she
was, she spun around and held my balls as I shot my
first cum load of the new day onto her tongue. She
gargled it and then swallowed, sucking and licking me
clean after. I gave her another smaller drink of piss
and went to shower.
I was sitting out on the deck with another cup of
coffee and nibbling on the great breakfast Lin had
fixed when my cell rang. It was Mel wondering when we
were going to come over. I told her Lin was cleaning up
and we'd be over in a bit. It was relaxing sitting in
the not-yet-hot morning sun as I watched a naked Lin
walk back and forth in the trailer doing the little
straightening-up.
Five minutes hadn't gone by when the two slut-twins
came loping up and jumped into my lap. They had on just
T's and sandals and made sure I could see their smooth
little cunts. The questions started immediately about
what all I had done with Lin. They squealed with glee
when I told them about butting out my cigarette on
Lin's nipple. I even sensed a little jealousy when I
also told them about ass-fucking her and giving her my
piss to drink. These two were insatiable when it came
to sex- man, woman, girl, or beast. They bolted into
the trailer and I finished my coffee.
I knew they were up to no-good when it took them almost
twenty minutes before they came out with Lin in tow.
They had put her collar on her neck and something else
was different. Under the T she was wearing, her large,
full tits were sticking straight out instead of their
usual little sag. The twins had been up to mischief. I
let it slide and we walked back to Mel's.
I figured this would be a good time to run my idea of a
road-trip on my motorcycle past the girls and see how
it would be received. We all shed our minimal clothes
the second inside the door and I had guessed right. The
twins had used some all-purpose twine I had in the
trailer to bind up Lin's tits. They were now getting
almost purple and the nipples seemed to throb all on
their own. The twins giggled and each took a tit and
flicked the nipple with their thumbnails. Lin just
moaned as the girls got more and more harsh with the
flicking. Then they each used a hand and in seconds had
one hand apiece stuffed in Lin's fuck holes. Annie was
in her cunt and Abbie was in her ass. They began
stroking in and out in rhythm and continued the assault
on Lin's now purple tits and nipples.
"All right you two sluts... let Lin alone. She's
supposed to belong to Frank the next few days so untie
her and get your fists out of her holes." Angie wasn't
really angry, just sort of miffed. The girls undid
Lin's tits and we all went out to the pool deck.
Mel was swimming laps and I noticed Jasper and Mai
weren't around. The twins were in the pool in a flash
and Lin curled up at my thigh, her head resting. Ang
came out with a huge pitcher of Bloody Marys and
another of O.J. for the girls. I noticed that for the
first time since my arrival at HAPPY PALMS, I wasn't
aroused. Even with Angie seated across from me in her
now familiar pose of a semi-slouch and spread legs, Lin
at my side and the naked twins cavorting around, my
cock wasn't even semi-hard. Could I possibly be getting
USED to all this? I hoped not.
Mel exited the pool squeezing her hair out and the
water glistening on her naked, tanned body. My cock did
stir at the sight of her huge tits glittering in the
sun. "So big guy, how's it going with the yellow slut?
Are you using her like she needs?"
"I guess so. It's been... enlightening." I poured her
a Bloody Mary and she sat next to Ange, also with a
spread pose and her massive tits resting on her belly.
I began playing with Lin's long, jet-black hair and my
cock stirred some more. It was then the door slid open
and Mai and Jasper joined us. Jasper made a bee-line
for the pool and jumped in. Mai plopped on my lap and
gave me a wet kiss.
"So have you been using my slut mom like a good boy?"
She winked and shifted her tight butt so my cock was
between her legs. She scooted down and rubbed her bald
pussy on what was now becoming an erection.
"OH, hush, you little slut! You're mom and I have been
doing just fine. If you want gossip, go jump in the
pool with the other two sluts." I swatted her butt as
she bolted for the pool. Meantime, Lin had shifted her
spot and was now licking my balls and cock. I just
ignored her as far as responding other than getting
even harder. This was becoming habit-forming. Ange and
Mel just grinned and toyed with their nipples as they
watched Lin administer to my cock.
"So listen, Frank. Mom and I had an idea. It's FANTASY
FEST down in Key West next weekend. Feel like going
down for a couple of days. Jackie has a cabin almost on
the beach where we could stay." I'd heard of Fantasy
Fest...it was like Spring Break, Mardi Gras and all
those other "festivals" rolled into one. I hadn't
thought anything would be going on when I was pondering
my road trip. I felt Lin sucking my cock into her
throat as I thought of a reply.
"I was actually going to talk to y'all about that. Not
the Festival but I was thinking about doing a road-trip
on my bike for a few days before I had to worry about
potential job offers." Lin was about to get a throat
full of cum as my voice quivered a little.
"Bike? What bike? You mean like a motorcycle?" Ange was
all excited.
"Yes. I'm too old for pedal-bikes. I have a 750 cc
Norton that's sort of my toy."
"Where is it? I didn't see one."
"I have a space in the back of the trailer. When I re-
did it, I allowed four feet for tools and such and a
place for the bike. The back end drops down like a ramp
with a remote. Like a garage door opener."
"WOW! That's so cool! I never even noticed it from the
outside. So how about a passenger? I'd make a great
biker-slut." I knew Ange wasn't going to let this go
and meantime, I was done and shot four, hard, jets of
cum into Lin's throat. I couldn't answer right away. I
was busy catching my breath.
"Hey! Mom and Lin and the girls could drive down and
you and I could take the bike. How cool is that?"
I was trapped. I wondered what vehicle Ange was talking
about. I'd only seen Mel's Corvette. "Lin has a mini-
van. They could use that. We could stop in Marathon on
the way and see Billy and maybe even fish. Hell, maybe
Jackie could get someone to watch the store and she
could come too."
All of sudden, my road-trip had turned into "a
migration" and I would be going along for the "ride" -
literally. So much for a "break." Mel had joined Lin
between my legs and they were sharing the last drops of
my cum and taking turns licking my balls and cock
clean.
The rest of the afternoon was spent discussing details
of the "road-trip." Not to say everything else was
ignored. The girls did a session with Jasper and even
included me. It was like musical chairs or cocks or
whatever. The girls got Jasper all worked up by sucking
his cock and letting him lick their cunts. Then, one-
by-one, they would take turns coming over and sitting
on my cock stuffing it either in their asshole or cunt.
It was WEIRD but cool also. I finally shot my load into
Mai's ass and Mel and Ange cleaned us up. The twins
shared Jasper's dog cum with Lin and then we ate
dinner. It gave a new meaning to "Happy Hour."
After dinner, the girls were cleaning up and Mel
decided she'd do a show for her web fans. Ange and I
were going over to talk to Jackie about going with us.
I knew Mel would come up with something to amuse her
members. She did have the girls and Lin to work with,
not to mention Jasper. Mel told Ange and I to just go
ahead and take her 'Vette instead of bothering with my
truck. Angie managed to dress appropriately, meaning
she was naked save for sandals. I'd gotten used to Ange
exposing herself on the road but she always had some
sort of attire in case we were stopped or whatever. Not
this time.
I was too busy paying attention to the car and the road
as we drove, of course with the top down. Ange had her
feet on the dash and was fisting her cunt as I pulled
into Jackie's place. She unimpaled herself and licked
her fist as we walked into the store/theater. I
couldn't believe I was kind of getting used to this.
Jackie and Ange exchanged hugs and tongue kisses as I
watched the 8-10 guys standing there with their mouths
open.
Jackie gave me a wet kiss and my semi-hard cock a
friendly squeeze. Jacks called Eddy and everything was
set up. Eddy did have one charter he couldn't afford to
cancel but Ange assured him that she and Mel and maybe
even the girls would only assure him a bigger
tip....fish or no fish. Ange was a bit of a trophy all
by herself. I couldn't imagine even getting bait wet
with that crew on board.
Ange wanted to do a session in the gloryhole booth but
I managed to drag her out to the car. She sucked my
cock the whole way back home and the only reason I
didn't fill her mouth with cum was that I was too
worried about wrecking Mel's prized 'Vette. I held off
until we got parked back at the house and shot five
good blobs into her throat. Mel was just signing off of
her web show when we walked in. The twins and Mai had a
sheen of sweat on their nakedness and Lin was trussed
up like a turkey on T-Day.
Seems the girls had been practicing their knot-tying
again. About the only thing visible were Lin's massive,
swollen nipples and her cunt. But they had even
attached some of those old-fashioned wooden clothespins
to her cunt flaps. Then they had taped the pins to her
inner thighs, stretching her lips and making her hole
look like it was yawning. The girls may be young but
they are inventive. I needed a break.
I made up something and was hoping to go back to my
place alone... even without Lin in tow. I got close. I
had my shorts on and was two steps out of the door when
Ange linked her arm in mine with a smile. "My turn.
Don't fret. I'll be gentle. You've been amazing these
last few days. Mom loves you and the girls want you
here all the time. You know how I feel. C'mon. Let's
get you into bed and let you recharge.."
Thirty minutes later, I was in bed with Ange "spooned"
to my back. I was snoring. I doubt she was.
The next morning, I was coming out of the depths of a
deep sleep. I had vague recollections of a wet dream...
I hadn't had a wet dream in forty years. Finally I was
awake. I took a quick, physical survey. My cock was
limp and not in someone's mouth. I smelled coffee and
rolled to face the kitchenette. "Morning sleepy head.
You snored like a chain saw. Feel rested?"
A naked Ange offered up a cup of coffee. I mumbled
something incoherent and twisted up and into a sitting
position. The first sip of coffee snapped me fully
awake.
"Morning. I hope I didn't keep you awake."
"Maybe a little. It's fine. I managed to get part of
you hard. But you were still sound asleep. I'm not sure
if I should feel flattered or insulted." Ange leaned
over and licked the head of my cock. It was getting
hard with having to piss and looking at her.
"It's a compliment. The only better one would have been
if I had stroked out and you had to dial 9-1-1." I took
in more coffee. Ange laughed and took a gentle grip on
my cock.
"Thank you, sweet baby. Now relax and do what you have
to do." I didn't even have to "adjust" anymore. As she
sealed the head of my cock in her mouth, my morning
piss let go. She gulped down every drop. "Yummy. Maybe
this is all doing you some good. Wanna fuck or should I
just suck you off?" It was as if she were asking if I
wanted to read the front page or the sports section.
"How about we just have some breakfast? I'll make
omelets." She let go of my cock with a little pout. I
did some slicing and dicing and made us both good,
Western oblates. Ange was actually a "help" and we
enjoyed our breakfast on my little deck with coffee and
toast. The fact that Ange was still naked didn't
register with me. I was used to her that way. She was
four steps to the door of the trailer if someone were
to "appear" but I was getting of the mind that EVERYONE
in the "HAPPY PALMS" already KNEW about Mel and Ange
and the twins and maybe even Mai and her mom. They just
didn't care. Ange did up the dishes and made the bed
while I quick-showered and shaved.
"So let's see this bike of yours." Ange was actually
projecting "attitude." There she was, naked except for
flip-flops, her hands on her hips and those massive
tits jutting out from her chest. I just smirked at her
and got the remote. Leading her to the back of the
trailer, I pushed the button. The rear of the trailer
lowered down smoothly revealing my baby, a 750cc Norton
Commando... with modest upgrades. She actually seemed
impressed even though the bike was older than she was.
I went up the now-ramp of the rear door and wheeled out
my bike. It had some surface dust but was just as I had
stowed her... gorgeous. She fired up on the second
kick. I blipped a couple on the throttle and then let
her idle. Ange walked around us, her hands still on her
hips, being "sassy." I flipped down the passenger pegs.
"Get on." Without a blink, she swung her leg over and
settled her nakedness into my back. I blipped the
throttle and kicked down into first gear. Five minutes
later, I was in violation of just about every Florida
law with regard to motorcycles and many other
ordinances. Two people, one in just shorts and the
other naked, neither with a helmet, doing 60 mph down a
35mph two-lane public road. My baby was just fine.
I felt her vibrations and knew she wasn't wanting
anything but to stretch her legs. I throttled back,
down-shifted and made a U-turn. Ange proved to be the
perfect rider. She was glued to my back and moved when
I did. I got us back to the trailer without being
arrested for about twenty-five separate Florida
statutes, including speeding, reckless, public nudity
and on and on. Ange just sat, clinging to my back as I
shut off my baby.
"Just so you know...I came three times during that
little jaunt. I hope your leather seat doesn't mind."
"It'll be good for it. So you're sure you still want to
make this road-trip?"
"More than ever. Now fuck me." I'm pretty sure I could
have just swung around and fucked Ange right there on
the bike. But we got to the trailer and I fucked her
ass and cunt before she took my load in her mouth. The
twins, as if on cue, showed up just as Ange was licking
up the last drops from our mutual climaxes.
"Can we go for a ride, too? PLEASE? PLEASE? PLEASE?"
They were on me like two monkeys looking for a banana.
I threw on some jeans and a shirt and against my
better judgment, took each of the little sex monkeys
out for a quick spin. At least they had on T-shirts but
I'm sure they didn't cover much once seated and the
bike hit speed. I prided myself on not fooling around
when it came to bike safety. Proper gear and mostly
obeying the traffic laws.
Here I was again, doing everything but that. I managed
the quick spins without incident and shooed everybody
home. It took me about an hour of tinkering around,
mostly cosmetic, to get my baby all shiny and bright
again. I put on boots, helmet and my leather jacket for
a run to the gas station for fuel and to make sure the
tire pressures and fluids were up to par, as well as a
quick check of the battery to be sure it was holding a
charge. All was well.
When I got back to the trailer, I was sweating
profusely. City driving, in a leather jacket, in
Florida summer heat, isn't conducive to "cool." Lin was
there, naked save for flip flops and doing little
"futzes," wiping and dusting and folding my few
clothes. I shed my gear and took a cold shower, at
least as cold as the water would get. She insisted on
drying me off and wanted me to piss in her mouth but
all my sweating had eliminated that need, even for such
a genuine offer. I opted for beers for us both and a
pair of shorts for me.
So here I was again, sipping a cold beer on my little
deck, with a totally naked woman making no effort to
conceal her smooth-shaven pussy and generous bosom...
quite the opposite, Lin was doing everything possible
to prove she was a perfect, yellow slut and openly
displaying her assets to my leering. It occurred to me
that for a trailer park with no vacancies, I had seen
very few of the residents.
I guess only Mad Dogs and Englishmen DO go out in the
noon-day sun... especially in Florida, in the summer
and if you're well over 65. As I finished the last few
ounces, I pondered how many lil-old, blue-hairs were
standing by a window with the AC going, or fans, and
peeking out at the "naughtiness" going on at the new
guy's trailer. My thoughts were side-tracked as Lin
finished her beer and looking at me almost "sublimely,"
spread her cunt lips open with the fingers of one hand
and slowly, bottom first, pushed her empty bottle into
her cunt... until only the very tip was showing.
Then with a slight smile of pride, she rose, took my
empty and slowly walked to the trailer and returned
with two more and my cigarettes, the bottle still
firmly inserted in her cunt. With great deliverance,
she took a cigarette from the pack and lit it for me.
Then she did something I had not only EVER seen, but
never even IMAGINED. She stuck the top of the fresh
beer under her left tit and pressing her tit hard, gave
the bottle a quick twist, opening the beer. These
weren't even twist-top bottle caps!
She repeated the feat with the other bottle and her
right tit... catching the caps as they fell from under
her tits. I didn't know whether to applaud or go get
some gauze but she seemed fine. She pulled her chair
close to mine and put one foot up on the arm,
indicating the open mouth of the bottle in her cunt. I
got the hint and used the "empty- bottle-cunt" as my
ashtray- being careful not to burn her clit, though
maybe she was actually hoping for that.
As I sipped my beer, my cigarette was done and she
gently took it from me. Holding her left tit to her
mouth, she wet the hard, dark nipple. Then still
holding her tit out as if an offering, slowly and
methodically ground the butt out directly on her
nipple. Again, whether to applaud or go get some aloe
burn cream. Once again she seemed fine. Maybe it was
some damn Asian mind-over-matter thing. It all amazed
the hell out of me.
My cell rang and it was Mel. "Might be a change of
plans. You know where Ocala is?"
"North of Orlando a ways. Why?"
"I just got a call from one of my web members. They
live up near there on a sort of ranch and are having
one of their gatherings this weekend. What say we all
go up there instead of the Keys? I know you'll love
it." I detected a note of mischief in her voice.
Something told me that what had started as a "respite"
and some R'n R was turning into the exact opposite.
Knowing Mel, a "gathering" was not exactly a BBQ or
clam bake. But I wasn't going to argue or beg off.
"It's O.K. with me. You sure they don't mind a
stranger?"
"Not at all. I told them what a great guy you are and
that you were cool with everything." I wondered what
she meant, exactly, by "everything." The twins are
dying to go and you and Ange can still take the bike if
you want. But one thing, I thought I'd take some extra
gear along. Could we use your truck instead of Lin's
van?"
"Sure. No problem. But if Jackie's going along, will
you all fit"?
"I already called her. She couldn't get anyone to watch
the store and Billy got another big- buck charter he
has to do. OH! Ange wants you to bring over some tools
when you come. She's having problems with her new toy."
I remembered "the box" from Jackie's store.
"Sure. So when do we set-out on this convoy?"
"The gathering is from Friday thru Sunday but Misty
wants us to come up Thursday if that's ok with you? I
figured we'd leave here about 10 a.m. It's only about a
three hour drive. Unless you want to go up the coast
and across, then it's a little longer."
I pictured the route in my head. We could sort of
diagonal across and up to Ocala but then we'd have to
go through the traffic nightmare that is Orlando and
Disneyworld. The other route was due North and then
across through the Ocala National Forest. I opted for
the latter...less traffic and I'd still get to do some
riding along the coast and the forest was great
scenery.
I told Mel and she was giggling with joy. "We'll be
over in a few minutes." I disconnected and knew I was
in for something weird, strange and probably bazaar
while still being most certainly sexual. I got my
small, all-purpose tool kit from the back and Lin and I
walked over to Mel's.
The abnormal was now normal and I was greeted by the
sex monkeys and Mai. All naked of course and they were
manic with the excitement of the trip. Ange ushered me
into her bedroom and it occurred to me that this was
the first time I'd been in it. It was functional and
had very few knick-knacks often present in young
womens' bedrooms. I saw "the box" on the floor. It was
open and a few pieces of "stuff' were lying nearby,
still wrapped in shipping bubble.
"I was going to surprise you with this but the
instructions are all in German and I think Japanese. It
has illustrations but I couldn't make sense of it." She
handed me a once-folded sheet of paper and I skimmed
over it. Indeed, it was all in German and some Asian
language. I looked at the illustrations and realized it
was some sort of motorized implement with a flywheel,
gears and levers and such. Together, we unwrapped
everything and laid it out in an order that looked as
though it matched up with the illustrations. There was
a small, electric motor on an adjustable stand. It had
one large flywheel attached and I saw the other
connection points for the included gears and levers.
"This thing must have a name. I mean you ordered it."
Ange grinned at me.
"It's called 'Robo-Fuck'." I stared at her and then
back at the "gizmo." Laying out the so-called
instruction sheet, I matched up the parts to the
pictures and in an hour, had "Robo-Fuck" assembled. I
plugged it in using the plug-adaptor to U.S. current
and "Robo-Fuck" began it's thing. The motor powered the
flywheel and it in turn drove the gears that were
hooked to two extended "shafts." The shafts moved back
and forth and could be adjusted for tempo buy a
rheostat switch. At the end of each shaft was a
universal clamping device.
"Here. Try this." Ange tossed me a sizeable rubber
dildo." I turned off "Robo" and saw how the dildo could
be secured in the clamp. Then she tossed me another
one, smaller than the first. I attached it to the other
shaft clamp and then saw how Robo was used. Ange sat
down on the floor with her knees bent and spread. She
used some lube to oil her cunt and asshole and then
inserted the ends of the toys in each hole. "Turn it
on... low at first."
I stared at her and then did as she asked. Robo went to
work and was now "fucking" Angie in her asshole and
cunt. She moaned and squirmed closer to Robo so the
toys went even deeper on each thrust. "Turn it up."
I obliged and Robo speeded up. In minutes, Ange was
squirting cunt-cum two feet in front of her. I worried
about electrocution but Robo seemed to be well-
insulated and the toys were rubber. "Turn it off!" Ange
was gasping as Robo came to a stop. She slid back,
extricating her now gaping fuck holes from the toys.
"That was FANTASTIC!! I can't wait to put some really
big toys on it and use it on Lin or mom." She gave me a
huge hug and wet kiss and I pondered whether I was
viewing "male obsolescence." "Oh stop fretting. Nothing
will ever replace the real thing." She leaned down and
went to work on my now stiff cock. She fisted her cunt
as she sucked me to orgasm and swallowed all my cum.
Then I finished with a medium load of piss as her
chaser.
"ANGE! Get your butt out here!" It was Mel from the
livingroom.
"Go ahead. I want to see how to pack this thing up.
There seems to be a way to do it so you don't have to
assemble it every time." She kissed me and went out the
door. I soon figured out the folding and such to make
"Robo-Fuck" portable and put him back in his box. It
was actually a very well-thought out and precision
piece of engineering. Typical German ingenuity.
I woke Thursday morning with a slight throbbing in my
head. I hadn't had a hangover in ...years. But the
previous night had been "Robo's" debut on Mel's
website. Whatever her "members" were paying, they got
their money's worth that night. Ange had "him" set up
and what all happened was only vague in my foggy
morning memory. It was only then I realized the twins
were here. Annie had coffee and Abbie was holding my
balls in her hand as she licked at my cock.
My head cleared some and I remembered that Angie had
produced a bottle of "primo Tequila" and we did shots
as we watched Robo do his thing on Mel, then Lin. I'm
not a tequila aficionado. But it was smooth. I still
didn't remember going or getting home and certainly not
with the twins. Annie snuggled near me holding my
coffee cup as Abbie just held my cock in her mouth.
I reacted to nature and let go my morning piss. Abs
swallowed it all and licked me clean. Annie was like a
pre-teen nurse and fed me my coffee until my head
finally cleared. I felt really old. "Morning you two. I
hope I wasn't a terrible problem." They both nestled in
my lap and began licking and kissing me.
"You were GREAT! I mean you got a little drunk but that
was Ange's fault. You were super!" I opted not to ask
for details.
"So what time is it?" Annie had scooted down and was
licking at my cock as Abs spread her legs further so
Annie could lick her and rub my cock on her cunt.
"It's just 8. As soon as you fuck us, we can get ready
to go." Most things came flooding back. We had to leave
for Ocala and the "get-together." I let the sex monkeys
do their thing and after switching back and forth on my
cock with their asses and little cunts, I came in both
their mouths.
My hangover was gone. I really wanted to just go back
to sleep but I rallied and had two more cups of coffee
on the deck as the twins straightened up the trailer.
Annie brought me some energy bars and I went over and
fired up the truck, opening the windows and turning on
the AC. I left the monkeys at the trailer while I drove
the short distance to Mel's and parked it in front.
Ange came bounding out, all naked and smiling. "How
were the babies? You got a little drunk."
"I hate you and I'm never going to speak to you again.
You took advantage of an old man." She laughed heartily
and kissed me wet and hard. "C'mon in. Mom has food and
you can show us how to pack the gear." I went in and
shed my shorts. Mel greeted me with wet kisses and
perfect corn muffins with eggs. I noted the cases in
the front room. I was having another cup of coffee as I
surveyed what turned out to be "the gear."
All the video cameras had been packed in their own,
custom-fit, impact-resistant cases along with the
tripods and extra cases for what I assumed were
batteries, lights and such. It looked like The
Discovery Channel was going on a "remote shoot." I was
more than impressed. "So is this it or is there
furniture?" Ange laughed and swatted my butt.
"Just this and we have two gym bags. Clothes aren't a
thing. Just make-up and toys." I didn't inquire
further. Mai and Lin showed up with a small bag and
while Ange went to "change for the road trip," Mel and
the gals relayed the "gear" out to me as I stowed it in
the back of the truck. I got it all neat and secured
with some room left over when the twins showed up.
"The trailer is spotless. You can check." I knew it was
and didn't have to. Then Ange appeared in her "bike
gear." I had been speechless often since my arrival and
once again was. From toe to head: Her "boots" were
patent leather with toes designed to kill cockroaches
in the corners, her black chaps something I'd never
seen. They were almost skin-tight with a two inch
fringe up the outside seam. The buckle at the top was
elaborate and silver... but it's what the chaps didn't
cover that made this pair unique to me.
Her pussy was not only open and bare, it was almost
framed by the leather. As she did a quick spin, her
asscheeks were also bare and framed. Her top was even
more amazing. It was like a black leather corset with
long, leather sleeves. But it had a black net mesh over
her tits to her neck. The effect was amazing... at
least to me. Her ample tits were bare, save for the
mesh and cupped and raised by the leather corset below
and already, her nipples had hardened and were poking
through the weave. I could only just stare.
"Biker-bitch enough for you?" She grinned and had her
hands on her hips...again with the attitude as she
thrust her massive tits forward. Mel eased over and
began caressing my now-hard cock.
"Go ahead. Feel the leather. I had that outfit custom
made. It's legit." My first impression was that the
outfit was some sort of "fetish" thing... just looks,
not really protective. I walked over and began running
my hands over it. It WAS legit! Every bit as good a
quality leathers as I wore when I rode. Her ass would
get street rash but everything else was protected...
unless she went down tits-first. It was only then I
realized Mai was kneeling between my legs with my cock
in her mouth. "Can't have you setting off with a
woodie."
Mel was tonguing my ear and holding my balls as Mai did
her oral thing. Ange was still grinning and doing
attitude as I shot my cock load into Mai's hungry
mouth. "Go get ready... meet back here." Mel gave me a
slow, wet kiss as she stroked my last cum drops into
Mai's mouth.
The twins were right, the trailer was spotless. I put
together a minimal "kit" and got into my road leathers.
I had detachable saddlebags for the bike but with the
truck, I left them off. One last check around and not
bothering to lock things up, I idled back to Mel's. I
had two helmets- My custom one that cost me almost a
grand but was worth the price and a more or less
"universal" one that had some adjustments for head-
size. I figured it would work for Ange even though I
knew she wouldn't want to wear it. Both had intercom so
you could talk without yelling. I had an extra
transmitter chip in mine that also allowed me to "talk"
to my truck and it's receiver.
Back at Mel's I tossed my "kit" into the back with the
rest of the gear and everyone got loaded up, including
Jasper in the space in the back. I wondered about him
staying there but Mel assured me he wouldn't jump out.
I showed Mel how to program the GPS receiver and
punched in the address for our destination. We agreed
to keep our own pace and use the radio to hook up for
"pit stops." I was still ogling Ange's garb as I
adjusted her helmet.
I did a "com check" and we set off. I could feel her
big tits pressed into my back, even through my
leathers. I headed for Hwy 1 and the coast north,
keeping at the speed limit until I got my "seat" back.
Riding a bike uses muscles you don't always use. I
didn't want to start cramping up and it would also give
Ange a chance to get the "rhythm." I needn't have
worried. She was a perfect passenger. She kept perfect
balance with me and we were one as I maneuvered through
the traffic.
We'd been out for about thirty minutes when Ange was on
the intercom. "I bet you're wondering what we're
getting you into." She moved her hands down to my
crotch and began rubbing my cock through the leather.
"Sorta' but I haven't regretted anything yet so I
figured to just go with the flow. Is there something I
should know or just be surprised?" My cock was stirring
from a combination of her hand and the vibration of the
bike. For the next 45 minutes or so, she proceeded to
give be a sort of "background" on who and what we
heading for. Misty and Del were the couple that owned
the ranch near Ocala. It seems they had been one of
Mel's first member sign-ups when she started her web
site.
One thing led to another and Ange and Mel went up for a
visit about a year ago for the first time. It was
instant karma. Misty and Del were very much into animal
sex. They had a side business going training dogs,
ponies, donkeys and even horses for sexual
applications. Periodically, they would have these
little get-togethers for their past customers and
friends. Security was a priority as just about
everything about their little enterprise was illegal-
even in the south.
Everyone had submitted to background checks and signed
waivers and all. In fact, their attorney was also a
customer. His wife was really into doggie sex and they
had bought two Great Danes from Misty and Del. I asked
Ange how I would be received having not submitted to
checks or waivers. She told me Mel's and her vouching
for me was good enough.
It seems most of the "customers and friends" had
families and it was sort of tradition that everybody
got to participate in some form or another. If the kids
were too young for animal sex, they willingly
"serviced" the adults and older kids in any sexual
manner requested. This was why the twin sex monkeys
were so hyped up- this was to be their first time being
able to participate with the animals. One of the
highlights of the "event" was different "exhibitions"
by mostly the women for the assembled audience in the
small, show ring that was on the ranch.
The audience always had the younger kids providing oral
sex or whatever else the spectators wanted. I asked
Ange how many folk she thought would be there. She said
last time there was about fifty in all. I was stunned
at the number but she said some would come from as far
away as the Mid-West and Canada for a "gathering" - it
wasn't just locals or even just Floridians.
We made a "pit stop" in Daytona Beach before turning
West and the Ocala Forest. It didn't need it but I
topped up the bike with fuel and checked the other
fluids and tire pressures. Ange was drawing a variety
of oglers. Some seemed appalled, others smiled but all
"ogled." Mel pulled in just as I was about done with
the checks and the monkeys popped out and ran in to the
Mart to get snacks and water. I also topped off the
truck and watched as the ogling was switched to the
twins and Mel and Mai and her mom. They all were just
in T-shirts and flip-flops and while it wasn't obvious
on the twins or Mai, it was apparent that Mel and Lin
were naked underneath. They were oblivious to the stir
they were causing and we all left behind the stares and
gaping mouths.
We turned onto I-40 and Ange said it was only about an
hour to the ranch. I let Mel lead the way as she had
the GPS and it would avoid having Ange to have to give
me directions. I was feeling something but I wasn't
sure what it was. I suppose a combination of suspense,
arousal, fear and anxiety. An emotional stew as it
were. I concentrated on the scenery and kept a watchful
eye for any gators that might be sunning on the road.
Not that unusual in Florida and you don't want to hit
one when you're on a bike. If you didn't kill it on
impact, it just might opt to remove a chunk of your
anatomy if you went down.
It was just over an hour when Mel turned off onto a
narrow, paved road. I hadn't noticed a mail box or
anything but there were power lines overhead. About two
more miles and she stopped at a large, iron gate with a
security keypad box. Over the gate was a large sign,
DelMist Ranch... clever. Mel punched in a code and the
gate swung open and we paraded in at a slow speed.
I still didn't see any signs of occupation but then we
cleared the palm trees and a manicured lawn appeared
along a wide driveway up to a very nice colonial style
house. I could see out buildings in the back and corral
fences. Everything looked fresh and clean and well-
maintained. Mel stopped the truck in front of the broad
steps up to the huge, covered porch and all the truck
doors flew open and flesh came pouring out. I say flesh
as the gals were all naked, having removed their T's in
the truck. Not wasting any time, this bunch.
I slowly dismounted the bike. I was getting older and
was a little stiff from the ride. Undoing my helmet, I
saw the front door to the house open and once again I
was speechless. First, the biggest damn dog I'd ever
seen came loping out. I recognized it as an Irish
Wolfhound but he looked more like a pony with kinky
fur. Jasper was out of the truck and the two of them
disappeared around the side of the house. If Jas wasn't
this dog's friend, he was about to get eaten. But more
amazing were two of the most astounding
personifications of the human form I'd ever seen... in
person.
I assumed it was Del, about 6' 5" and looked like he
was of mixed race. Maybe white and African but a light
mocha skin tone. If he had any body fat, it wasn't
visible. His "six-pack" was almost a 12-pack. Being
nude, his cock hung halfway down his thigh. Figuring
Misty to be the female, words couldn't suffice. I
guessed her to be at least 6' tall. blonde, almost
white hair that hung down to her butt. Legs that must
have been a 40" inseam. A no-line tan and again, no
fat. Even her massive tits seemed to be "muscular" if
that's possible. If there was a God, I hoped this is
what he had in mind with Adam and Eve.
The monkeys were up the stairs and hanging on Del in a
heartbeat. Mai was likewise with Misty. I was still
trying to get off my helmet. "Relax, baby. They're just
folks." Ange had apparently sensed my arising sense of
inadequacy. "Just be you. You'll always be my guy."
Ange nudged me with her hip and handed me her helmet. I
finally got mine off and set them on the bike seat. It
was only then I realized I was coated in sweat under my
leathers. Somehow, my planned R'n R getaway was a
distant memory.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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