Brenda’s Mormon Wife ATV Adventure!

Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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NOTE: I tried to leave enough mistakes in spelling and grammar to make the literature police happy.

A man could get lost in Brenda’s blue eyes. There’s not too much out of the ordinary about Brenda with a trim waist, barely round ass, and B-Cup tits that didn’t really fill the cup. The blond hair would stream down across the little Mormon wife’s face as she’d fuck from her preferred position of above her husband.

This time they were in the woods, in the mountains around Chicken Creek in Utah with his back on a blanket as sticks and stones under him added to the hot tightness he felt from his wife’s smothering cunt. She was trying to cum as she plunged down on his cock, his lips pulling hard on her little pebble-like nipples.

Then she reached it… an intense climax almost guaranteed every time. Damon let his seed surge into her as it felt like her cunt could ripped the knob off his cock the way it would grasp him. This little Mormon wife loved to fuck. She’d pull off him and let his cock slide from her crotch, then lay on her back and attack her clit, gradually migrating her fingers into her slit.

The first time she did that Kevin was puzzled and admittedly had hurt feelings.

“I’ve got to come down, Baby.” She’d say. “I need to calm myself down to stop shaking.”

That’s what she did, too. Worked her self over for maybe ten minutes, rubbing that clit and sometimes getting three fingers in her pussy. After all that her hand would come to a stop and she’d roll over or get up and be done with it.

“One of these days you’re going to make yourself cum while I’m watching you.’ He teased.

“Why should I? You get me off really good.”

“Just saying… that little thing of yours is going to get away from you and steal your soul.” He laughed at that.

“Why? Would you want to see me make myself cum? I could, you know. If I wanted to!”

Ten years of marriage and four kids hadn’t done a thing to her. Her stomach was flat and her pussy stayed up tight exposing just a split that barely showed outer lips. With the kids older now then could be left off with parents, grandparents, or a traded weekend with friends. This was a week at Chicken Creek Campground and the surrounding mountains, trails, streams, and wildlife.

‘How could you say you could make yourself cum if you’ve never tried it?”

“I get so close. It could be so easy. You really want to see?”

That was a big “wife lie” as she smiled at him and lied to his face. Even though she’d get him to fuck her most nights of the week, every day, at least once each day, she’d get her fingers flying and bring herself off. She had her own favorite touches and could really give herself a jolt.

Damon nodded.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes, it’s a yes. Show me!”

Brenda laughed at her husband.

“Come on. Do it! Show me!”

She rolled over, spread her legs with her pussy pointing right at him. She got real serious and quiet. What would begin in silence became almost deafening ten minutes later with Brenda’s fingers in a blur and a gurgle and a scream from her throat. Then there was silence again as she, absent of thought, brought herself down slowly.

“Wow! I never followed through to an orgasm before.”

Another “wife lie” as the innocent acting wife smiled at her husband.

“Now, what do I do with all this extra mess?”

Damon looked at her messy cunt. It had never been that gooey after he had fucked her.

“You seem to have gotten off better by yourself than with my cock in you.”

“Maybe I know where to push all the right buttons. Now something still has to be done about this mess.”

Brenda touched her leaking slit and pulled her fingers back leaving a sticky stream of her cum from her slit as she moved her fingers towards her husband’s mouth.

“Come on. Try it. I guarantee you’ll like it. Honey, you can always spit it out.”

Things were a little different. His Brenda would never carry on like this. First the self orgasm, then showing him her messy cunt, and now almost forcing him to suck the juices from her fingers. As her fingertips hit his lips Damon turned and spit.

“Seriously, Damon?

“Clean me up, Damon. Clean me up and this get the fuck juice out of me.”

She seemed really pissed when he tossed her his t-shirt. Things were a little strained when the fired up the ATV for more trail riding. The bouncing around seemed to lighten the mood. She offered to take the front of the seat and steer knowing he’d not resist feeling up her tits.

Things got heated. They were taking the show back to the camper with Brenda really wanting fucked. They found trouble along the trail. There were four guys in a side by side. It looked like one that had raced by and buried them in the dirt the afternoon before.

The man by the driver’s seat had a head down look. He remembered dusting them up the day before, too. That being said, you can’t leave someone that far out in the mountains and not help. Damon pulled over.

“Hey! Boy are we glad to see you.”

“What happened?”

“We don’t know. It just shut down. There’s plenty of gas and we have a spare can. There was no rattle or clank. It just quit.”

“As you can see I’ve got no room to haul you and I’d tear my own up trying to tow you. Where are you camped?”

“We are in that spot just beside the campground.”

“You’re about twelve to fifteen miles out. That’s a lot of walking.”

Damon was suddenly feeling the power over the men.

“Could you haul us out one at a time and come back and get your wife?”

Damon could tell the guy was looking down Brenda’s tank top. No bra. He was looking at her tits while she leaned over to hang on to the handlebars. Brenda had to know, but didn’t move or do anything to stop it.

“There’s no way I’ll leave my wife stranded in the woods with 3 or 4 guys and a broken down side by side.”

“Can you take here to camp and come back for us?”

“Is there someone we could call for you to help?”

“Everyone’s one hundred and fifty miles away. Our phones don’t work out here. I’m not sure I could give them directions to us anyway.”

“I’ll give the location to the Sheriff’s Rescue when we get back.”

Damon nudged Brenda. She lurched the ATV onto the trail.

About a quarter mile down the trail Damon yelled in her ear.

“You know he was looking at your tits, don’t you?

“Yes. He was kind of cute.”

“Not reason to let him look down your shirt.”

“Jealous of some stranger looking at your wife’s tits?”

“He tweaked her nipples and found them hard like little pebbles.”

“Don’t get me too hot, Honey. I’ll slide off the seat before we get back!”

They rode pretty fast on the mountain trails. It was still a 45 minute trip.

When they got back they saw a little camper and a tent in the spot beside the camp ground. Damon and Brenda still had the little 8 spot campground to themselves. They had never been there when someone was there except deer season. Then there were hunters with deer carcasses hanging from the trees.

Damon checked the signal and called the Sheriff.

“Bad news… ” He turned to his wife. The Rescue people are trying to get injured campers off a mountain on the other side of Nephi. They said to tell them to camp out until morning.”

“What are we going to do? It will get cold for them up there tonight.”

“It’s an hour and a half round trap. There’s four of them. It’s Three-Thirty. It would be ten o’clock before I could get them down.”

“You could pack up their tent and sleeping bags and take it up to them.”

“Or… fuck them. Let the freeze their asses.”

“You’re not still mad because the guy saw my tits, are you?”

“No!” He lied. He was mad, but turned on a little.”

“Come on, Honey. What if we were stuck and no one would help?”

“I don’t suppose this is because you thought the guy was cute.”

“They were all cute. Well, except the one guy.” She laughed.

“Why don’t I fuck you and we can pull up camp and move.”

“Come on. I’ll help you tear down their tent.”

“There’s no way enough of this shit is going to fit on the ATV to do them any good.”

“So, I fuck you and we move on to another spot.”

“No. There’s no time for that. You go get them. We can’t leave them up there.”

Damon was pushing to the limit to cut down trail time after dark. Brenda went into their Motor Home. Thirty-two feet was about as much as you want to push up the road from the little town of Levan.

Her mind started a fantasy about being stuck with four strangers on a mountain. He fingers rolled her nipples and across her pussy. She undressed and laid back naked on the bed. That thing an innocent Mormon wife would never do started as she thought about the man seeing her tits. Things got out of control. She brought herself off quickly and went into the bath to clean herself up.

It had been 20 minutes. Damon was half way up the mountain. Brenda got back in bed naked and thought about those four men. She played, but didn’t let herself cum. She fell into a nap. She awoke to the distant sound of the ATV returning.

Still naked, she peeked out the RV window. It was the same guy that looked down her shirt. He walked over to his camper while Damon stuck his head in the door to say he was headed back up.

Brenda wished she had time to fuck him. The stranger was sitting on his camper step. Things started to happen to Brenda inside that had never happened during her marriage. The Mormon mother of four was feeling it in her cunt for another man.

Maybe a little flirty play would be fun. She dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. As she walked towards the other campsite her nipples began to poke at the fabric of her shirt. She realized her pussy was nearly reaching the point of being described as “sopping wet.”

The stranger’s eyes widened as she got nearer. He looked her over.

“I was hoping you’d still be wearing the red tank top.”

“Did you like what you saw.”

“I liked it a lot. I like what I see now.”

With his eyes glued to her chest Brenda stole a glance at his crotch. Apparently he wasn’t as aroused as she was. Still, the bulge that was there indicated more there than she got from her husband.

Brenda laughed. It was a nervous laugh.

“Hey, can I get you a beer?”

“No, beer makes me giggly and I afraid it might me do something I shouldn’t.”

Okay… she made herself blush.

“Whoa! Maybe I should get you two of them then!”

“At the least you could get me inside so a girl doesn’t have to sit out here in the dirt.”

Brenda gave the inside a quick look around. There was a bed and a fold out couch.

“I see why you have the RV and tent. Who gets the bed?”

“Anybody who asks nicely.”

He seemed so nice. Ten years of marriage, four kids, and all that Mormon bullshit, Brenda needed a change. She teased him knowing she would fuck him.

So mu7ch for teasing. Teasing takes time. She pulled her t-shirt over her head and pushed down her shorts. The stranger joined her as she bounced naked back on the bed. Her legs came open.

“Might as well give him a good look at what he was going to be fucking.” She thought.

The man was looking around as if this might be a trap. Brenda was thinking ten years being a faithful wife was going down the tubes. She wanted him in bed and fucking her. As he came out of his clothes she could see that she might be getting a little bonus in penis size from that of her husband.

With her soon-to-be lover in position the young wife reached under him to grasp his cock and guide it into her. She was so wet a couple of strokes he was balls deep in her. Ten years of being the faithful wife melted away. She was fucking him with no guilt. A quick thought of Damon up the mountain while she cheated on him caused her to lunge at the stranger’s cock even harder.

“Damn, woman. You sure know how to fuck.”

“Well, you’re pretty good. Bigger than my husband.”

“Shit, now! my wife doesn’t think I so big.”

“Well, Damon has shortenitis, also known as ‘Mormon Dick.” He thinks four inches is all a woman should need if you do it right.”

The stranger was plunging his dick that extra length fully onto her. It was probably and inch and a half more that she was used to when fucking her husband and she was loving it.

“Am I doing it right for you?”

“It feels like the whole head of your cock is in a place a cock has never been before. Please, oh God, please keep fucking me!”

It was quite a scene with the willing wife on the bed and the lucky camper fucking her for all he was worth. Brenda had forgotten about her husband on the mountain probably making the turn around to bring the next stranded adventurer down to camp.

Writhing around with more cock buried in her than she had ever felt was just too good. She could feel him swell a little indicating he was on the edge of cumming.

She was thinking to herself, “This is way too soon!”

Then she felt it enter her. Another man’s sperm was flowing into her. It made her cum harder than ever before. Even her fingers knowing the right places had never set if off like that.

The stranger wasn’t pulling out. He kept his cock deep in her with just a hint of getting soft in her. Every few seconds he would hump into her. It was driving Brenda mad. She thought about his seed in her that was probably swimming into her cervix looking to impregnate her if it wasn’t for the birth control pills.

That aroused her, him still fucking her. Damon would have been in the bathroom and back in bed by now with a “thank you Ma’am” kiss. Yet, this guy was still fucking her. Her cunt snuggly held the head of his cock in that spot her husband couldn’t reach. The idea of all those sperm looking for her egg that didn’t exist gut punched her.

Brenda convulsed all over.

“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ. You’re making me cum again!”

When she came down she realized he was fucking her in a still steady rhythm.

Another ten minutes. They were cutting this close. Damon should be back with stranger number two soon. She found herself fucking him harder, pounding her cunt up against him, reveling in his size that filled her so nicely

She thought she heard the ATV.

“Are you going to cum in me again, or not?”

Her voice sounded childlike and pleading. Then there was a surge… more of his seed in her.

The ATV was louder now.

“Oh, God. Let me up. He’s going to catch us!”

He pumped into her a few more times.

“Maybe I should hold you down and let him catch us. He might like it. I’m sure you’d like to have him see me fuck you.”

Brenda went into a panic… then relaxed.

“Okay, let him catch us.”

She fuck up against him to get his full length.

“You’re fucking serious?”

“Sure, why not?”

It was the stranger that lost his nerve, pulling out a tossing her clothes to her.

“God damn, woman. You’re insane!”

The no longer innocent wife went outside naked, hesitating to get her clothes on. The ATV was loud now. Less than a minute away. The stranger pointed to Brenda’s RV and put a foot on the step of his.

“Your camper smells like cunt” She laughed.

“It smells like you. Good luck explaining yourself to your husband if he gets near you.”

The man was inside his RV. Cum was running from Brenda’s well lubed pussy down the inside of both thighs. She dabbed at it with her panties before she tucked them between her thighs to catch the flow. She pulled up her shorts and got her top down over her bare tits as she sat at the picnic table by their RV. A few seconds later she could see Damon and his passenger turn into the campground.

Damon looked tired with two trips to go. The second stranger thanked him and went to his camper. Brenda dared not move. She was sitting in a squishy mess and smelled like a whore on the late shift. Damon came towards her.

“Stop there! Stop there!” Her mind screamed.

He stopped ten feet away.

“I’m going to grab a beer and get back up there.”

He turned towards the camper.

“Do you need gas?”

“No, they’ve got cans on their rig. Let them pay for gas.”

“Where’s your new buddy? I figured you two would be sitting out here talking like old friends. Maybe you could show him your tits some more.”

“You’d like that wouldn’t you although I doubt we have much in common.” She smiled.

“Except more cock than you’ll ever put in me,” She thought to herself.

The two men came out and sat in lawn chairs. Damon nodded to them and started up the ATV again.

Damon glanced at his wife. “See, ya!”

“Yeah, see ya!” She half waved.

Brenda felt the wetness in her shift when she stood up. Most of it was probably her. She had never cum so much. She went into her RV.

“I wish we could haul more water so I could shower.” She mused.

She sat on the toilet and let her freshly fucked cunt drain its juices into to bowl. A hand full of toilet paper and a quick swipe with a wet cloth would be the best she could do.

Brenda looked out at the two men her husband had rescued. She felt her nipples harden as her pussy told her that the new guy looked interesting.

“Who knows? His cock is probably bigger than Damon’s, too!”

That brought her to the door and to the picnic table. As she sat down while looking at them they came over and sat opposite her.

Brenda was hoping they’d say something raunchy and she would fuck them both. Instead it was causal conversation. She realized the new guy didn’t know his friend had fucked her. She got flirty and made sure her nipples poked into the fabric of her top for the new guy to see. It was getting to him.

“What do you think? Wanna fuck her?”

“Oh, hell yes, but my wife would kill me!”

“You don’t tell my wife, I won’t tell yours!”

“What? You’ve already fucked her?”

Brenda pulled off her top and stood to step out of her shorts. It looked like the new guy was going to die.

“RV or tent?” She asked.

“Not the RV. It’s going to still smell like pussy when I get it home.” The first guy warned.

“I knew there was something I liked about the smell in there!”

“We could do it here on the table.” The young wife cooed.

She wanted one of them to watch the other fuck her. That earlier teasing about Damon watching had settled in.

“Hell yes! Let’s do it on the table!”

Brenda curtsied in a mocking manner. She turned towards the camper and retrieved a lounger pad and a towel. As she bent over her little married twat opened up for the men to see. Both whooped and whistled.

With the pad on the table top and the towel over that Brenda scooted her ass on the soft material and leaned back. Both men were down to socks and t-shirts. Brenda spread her legs to offer her open cunt to whichever stranger got there first. She was glad when the new guy bumped the man that had already fucked her and put the head of his cock against her slit and pushed.

“Oh, that’s good!” Brenda squealed.

That little bit of time between cocks seemed much too long. The new cock was about the same length, maybe a fraction larger. There was extra thickness. There didn’t seem to be much control on either part as they broke into a vigorous pace, each fucking for the sake of fucking.

The other guy was playing with Brenda’s hard nipples and looking down to watch his buddy’s cock work inside her when he turned and moved his dick towards her mouth expecting her to blow him while she fucked. She pushed him away.

“I don’t want to suck cock. I want you guys to fuck me.!”

She started to spasm and the new guy shot a big wad of sperm inside her causing her to cum when she felt the load from her second strange cock of the day… of her marriage, for that fact.

With the change of lovers Brenda began fucking the first guy for the third time that day. Ten minutes later she flipped over to take the newest stranger up her cunt from behind. Fucked from behind was an unusual thing for her as her husband was a conventional from the front kind of guy when she didn’t climb on top and settle down on him..

Within thirty minutes she had taken both cocks from both the front and back and collected four loads of seed that were well on their way through her cervix and probably into her womb. Brenda felt content, yet still wanted more. The two worn out men made her realize her next fuck wouldn’t be until her husband unwittingly brought man number three to her willing and waiting cunt.

Having lost the concept of time Brenda watched up the road and listened for the sound of her husband on the ATV. It would be another twenty minutes or so.

“I guess I’ve got time to clean myself up a bit… or, should I say clean myself out. You guys sure filled me up.”

“If you think that was a lot wait until Kenny puts a load of cum in you.”

“Which one is Kenny?”

“Little guy. Kind of squirrelly. The guy could qualify for village idiot, but he’s all dick and balls. When we were younger trying to find pussy Kenny was fucking his Mom and his Sister. I married his sister.” Her first guy replied.

“Yeah, he’s only about five six. That cock and those balls look huge on him.”

“My God! How big is he?”

“Kenny says eight inches, but my wife measured him at eight and three quarters. She says when he get that little swell when he cums it has to over nine inches.”

“Your wife measured him? Your wife fucks him, too?”

“He does all three of our wives and still fucks his mother, too.”

“You let him do that?”

“It’s part of the deal. If Kenny isn’t fucking somebody the little bastard gets what we call ‘over horny’ and says or does something to other women. Somebody was always calling the cops so my wife said maybe she should start fucking her brother again.”

“Then my wife heard about the size of Kenny’s cock and wanted in on the action which led to all three of our wives fucking him.” The second guy chimed in.

“He’s a crazy little fucker to watch. He gets a riled up and really thumps into them. He usually stays in them and gets hard again. Most times it ends with two loads of seed and several orgasms for the ladies.”

“You watch him fuck your wife?”

“Sometimes. Depends where the kids are. Sometimes he rides his bike over and most of the time we go get him. The bonus is that with the wives getting fucked like that they stay pretty mellow. The only rule is that it’s okay for them, but not for us.”

“You’re telling me they fuck Kenny and you can’t cheat. So, I’m like your first time?”

The two looked at each other and nodded in the affirmative. The idea of fucking Kenny’s big cock had Brenda dripping from her slit having not put her clothes back on after wiping out her married snatch. The sight of that had the guys grinning.

The first guy lurched in the chair a little.

“Hey, I’ve got a picture of them on my phone.”

Brenda leaned in to see. It was Kenny with one of the wives on his left and the other two on the right. The women were soccer mom Mormons right down to the Capri pants and the big smiles on their faces. The front of Kenny’s pants indicated a nice bulge.

“Which wife is which?”

“That’s mine next to him on the right and his is on the left. The one on the outside’s husband is still up the mountain.”

Brenda was thinking they had to be bullshitting her.

“How often do you let your wives fuck him?”

“As often as they want. Usually two or three times per week. Like they say, happy wife, happy life. Sometimes you wake up in the night, your wife isn’t in bed, and Kenny’s bicycle is leaning against the side of your garage.”

Things became quiet as the three of them seemed lost in thought with Brenda thinking about Kenny’s big penis and him emptying those big balls into her, and the guys thinking about watching.

Then came the sound of the ATV. Brenda got into her shorts and top. She and the men were all thinking the same thing.

“Please let it be Kenny!”

A muffled “yes” went up between them when that saw that it was.

“I can’t wait to see this. We’ve been out here three days. That’s a lifetime for Kenny to go without pussy.”

Brenda didn’t even look to see which of the men said it as she was honed in on Kenny riding behind her husband on the ATV. Damon looked beat. A very energetic Kenny came over to the group. A couple of glances at the woman turned into a straight out stare. She found his actions weird, but in a very sexual kind of way.

“One more time!” Damon smiled at his wife. “Looks like this one is in the dark.”

He turned on the ATV lights and headed up the trail.

“What do you think, Kenny?”

“Pretty woman.”

Kenny was leering.

“Want to fuck her?

“Nice tits… nice ass!” He stammered.

“I asked if you wanted to fuck her.”

“Won’t the girls be mad?”

“We don’t tell them, Kenny. That’s the rule or they’ll cut you nuts off and let them fall to the ground.”

Brenda leaned towards him.

“Don’t worry Kenny. I won’t tell and I don’t bite.”

Kenny was pretty flustered.

Brenda took off her top and it was game on. She took off her shorts and sat spread legged on the table for a few moments before going to retrieve the lounger mattress which they had almost forgot to return when her husband was there. She put it on the table and laid back on it, cunt totally exposed. The show was for all three of them… three strangers she didn’t know until a few short hours ago.

Kenny’s clothes came off in one quick movement. His dick was rock hard and his balls swung as he moved between the young wife’s legs. All Brenda could do was look down across her pussy mound and gasp.

“Should I let him do this? She balked. “What if he tears something or my cunt doesn’t close up tight anymore?”

Her fears were probably well earned as she watched his cock head touch against her outer lips.

“There’s no way I’m going to pass up at the least trying to get him inside me.” She reasoned to herself.

“Fuck Her, Kenny!”

“Yeah, Kenny. Fuck her!”

Brenda’s voice was almost in a squeak, “Yes, Kenny. Fuck me!”

She reached down to guide him into her wetness. All thoughts of husband and kids were gone. She was surprised when he pushed and the big head popped in her. The looked on Brenda’s face waffled between fear and conquest.

“Take it easy on her, Kenny. She’s never had a cock like yours in her.”

He nudged another inch into her. She took a deep breath.

“I never dreamed a big cock could feel this good!” Brenda wet her lips.

“Eight inches!” Kenny bragged.

“I hear it’s more like a little over nine when you cum.”

“Maybe… could be… ”

“I can’t wait to find out how that feels!”

Brenda was up leaning up on her elbows to watch him get buried as much as he could. Kenny was doing tiny strokes as not to do any damage. By now he would have the guy’s wives already into orgasms. By then it looked like two inches and the head were in here. Five inches or so to go.

Brenda wanted it all inside her, but was enjoying what was shoved up inside her so far.

“Just keep pressure in me and I’ll open up to take you. I know you can get in me as far as the others did. Brenda really never had a thoughts about getting him full length. Kenny paused when he realized what she said.

“The others? They fucked you?”

He looked a his two friends.

“Oh, your wives are going to be so mad when they find out!”

“That was the point, Kenny. We don’t tell them. They won’t find out.”

Brenda was listening, but didn’t really hear. She had him in as deep as the others. She was watching what was left to go inside her. The thickness of him was making her tummy ridge up and there was a lot still to go. It was to the point that Brenda was hunching up as much as or more as Kenny was plunging in.

“Go ahead and fuck me, Kenny. I’ll let you know if it’s too much.”

A few minutes later Kenny was at the end of her depth.

“Oh, Kenny. I think I’m running out of room inside me.”

“Cervix!” That was all Kenny said as he kept fucking her.

“Yes, Kenny. Fuck my cervix!”

Brenda could feel the change. What if Kenny slipped into her womb and dumped a load? Although she could feel her cervix open it was her vagina that stretched enough to let all of him inside her.

“God, those big balls slapping against my ass feel so good, Kenny!”

It was like those plastic horses outside the grocery back in the sixties. All the times you climbed to sit in that saddle to see how it feels and one day your Mom drops a dime in the slot and you get the ride of your life. It was like that.

Brenda was hanging on, clawing Kenny’s ass as he went deeper.

“Look at that little fucker go. You got her now, Kenny. Fuck her good!”

The whole last trip her husband made up the mountain and back she and Kenny fucked. He came once, rested with it in her for a a few seconds and started fucking her again. The little Mormon wife went through orgasm after orgasm. Somewhere it was like she lost her soul to the pleasure.

Brenda had completely lost track of where she was, and who she was for that matter. She was just a married cunt getting pounded by this goofy little stranger that seemed to be all cock with a large set of balls slapping her ass.

“Finish her up, Kenny. I can hear the ATV coming down the trail.

Kenny’s ass was a blur. Brenda was bucking up against him. Kenny was grunting. Brenda was squealing when the sperm sprayed inside her cunt.

“Oh my God!

She let out a breathless gasp as she grabbed her clothes and headed into her RV still naked. Near the step she tumbled to the ground. Kenny tried to assist.

“God Damn it, Kenny! We can’t have her old man see you naked!”

Kenny dashed into the tent. Brenda made it up the steps into the motor home. Her bare ass was exposing her cunt gaping open equal to the thickness of Kenny’s big cock. His cum was streaming down the inside of both thighs.

Kenny stayed safely in the tent as Damon pulled in with the fourth and last stranded man from the ATV group. Damon and the three men stood around and talked with Damon knowing that Kenny had left Damon’s wife in a terrible sloppy mess.

Brenda was in a panic. She had smeared cum on her hands from trying to keep it from leaking out of her cunt and onto the camper floor. She made it to the toilet with a flop. She had to get cleaned up and her clothes back on before her husband came through the door. She heard one of the men offer him a beer. Although not much of a drinker it sounded like he was taking them up on it.

Maybe this was going to work out. Cum was pretty steadily leaking from her depths.

“That’s probably coming out from deep in my womb!” She kind of giggled at the thought. “That Kenny could sure put some seed up inside a girl.”

It felt good. Knowing that Kenny’s cum was that deep in her… and all that from the other two. She needed a scheme to get to that fourth guy some how. Her pussy warmed to the idea.

Water in the RV didn’t allow a lot for taking showers. After all it was a camping trip. Brenda managed to bathe herself with a handful of personal wipes.

Maybe a quick trip outside would give a chance for the camper to air out before Damon came inside. By the time she got out there Kenny had gotten a beer and joined the group. They had built a fire and gathered chairs around it. Brenda sat on the picnic table with her husband with the fire between her and the men.

Brenda focused on the new guy. She had thought he was the best looking one in the group from what she had seen up at their break down location. Now in the firelight she thought her assumption was correct, and… she wanted to fuck him.

By just before ten o’clock Damon felt the day and the two beers catch up to him. He had put in a lot of miles and as much as he would like to fuck his pretty wife what he really wanted was to get into bed and sleep. Quickly into bed he looked at Brenda. It was fun to see the guys’ interest in her and she seemed to like the attention. With that on his mind he was quickly asleep.

Brenda looked around inside their Motor Home. She could be the good wife, but opportunity was near. The men were talking out by the fire. She checked to see that her husband was sleeping and slipped out the door, quietly closing it behind her.

When the men saw her the conversation stopped. Brenda walked right up to man number four.

“I heard that you might be back out.”

“Well. Yes, I guess I am.”

Brenda swayed her body a little as she spoke. There was no doubt she would fuck him.

“I guess I’d better get to you before Kenny wants another turn.”

“I want Kenny to have another turn. I want you all to have another turn.”

She walked towards their camper and turned to the other three.

“If my husband comes out tell him I didn’t want to wake him and had to pee. Tell him I’m in the vault toilet, and for God’s sake keep him busy so I can sneak back.”

She pulled off her clothes to give them all a show and walked naked with her clothes in her left hand as she went toward their camper to get fucked again.

The new guy was Don. Don had a nice cock. Bigger by an inch than who she learned were Al and Steve. Cock size alone determined her favorites.

It worked out Don planted his seed in her way too soon, She hurried to catch up as his seed spread inside her.

“Okay.” She thought. “I’ve let all four fuck me and next I’ve got Kenny!”

Getting Kenny fast enough was on her mind as soon as Don had pulled out. Enjoying the feel of him being larger that her husband was tempered a bit by her knowing how Kenny would really pry here open again.

“What if I don’t snap back and I’ve got this big open gash on me that only Kenny can fill. I love Damon and the idea of not enjoying sex with him again could be disastrous to their marriage.”

She was muttering to herself while waiting for Kenny to slam it to her. He was a difficult and demanding fuck, never letting up, just a constant consistent fucking. She wondered if he ever slowed down to let a woman rest and enjoy it just being inside her. Apparently not!

Then Kenny came excited into the camper. His big dick was out and ready to go. Brenda couldn’t get her legs open fast enough. She was a little tender, but otherwise had no trouble taking his full length right away.

“That can’t be good.” She thought. “I won’t be able to go back to being faithful to Damon. There are going to be times when I’m going to need a lot of cock like this.”

There was nothing “Wham, Bam. thank you, Ma’am” about Kenny. He was going to fuck as long as he was going to fuck. The others were getting a little restless.

“I’m up next. I’ll see what’s taking so long.” Al grumbled.

“Hey, you two alright in here?”

“Oh, my God! Is my husband trying to find me?” Brenda started to scramble.

“No. You guys have been a while. We all wanted a turn.”

“Okay, let me cum in her again.” Kenny answered.

“Again?” Al shook his head and went back to rely the response to the others.

Kenny felt the obligation to his friends and deep fucked Brenda to the point she was going to pass out when the next load hit her cervix and started to push out around his shaft. Brenda realized that she had one hell of a load in her cunt. She cleaned as bet she could before Al took his position.

Al was in get off mode and was done in less than ten minutes. Brenda enjoyed the feel, imaging it was her husband fucking her stretched out twat. His ejaculation made her cum with him. The same with Steve. Quick, but efficient. His seed made her cum, too. A natural reaction to being inseminated?

Don was getting his second turn. Brenda was enjoying the extra size. Don was the type to hold back and let the woman enjoy it. He was trying to bring Brenda to the edge and keep her there. The unfaithful wife was in the mood for such nonsense. Every time Don would bring her to the edge she would crash through to an orgasm. Don made her cum four times in pretty rapid succession.

Kenny came back for round two and slid inside her.

“There are those big balls on my ass again.”

Brenda giggled as she and Kenny began to fuck. She noticed Kenny was up in her even further and faster as if on a pace to finish well short of the double load, forty five minute fuck he had been good for.

“The guys told me to not take so long that everyone wanted another chance to fuck you before they turn in. After that that they said I could fuck you all I want.”

“That part sounds nice, Kenny. Give me a nice load and we can let them have a turn.”

The next two got their chance and they waited for Don to fuck her again before the three of them turned in.

“Don always was one for sloppy seconds.”

They laughed in reference to Don always right on his wife after Kenny pulled out and his wife was leaking Kenny’s juices.

The four men and Brenda were gathered near the campfire which for practical purposes had all but died out.

“Okay, you two.” Steve warned. “You’ll be back in Kenny’s tent on your own. Fuck all you want, but none of us will be able to warn you if hubby comes looking for his little Mormon bride.”

About 2:00 A.M. they were still at it having started just before eleven. Other than two breaks to piss and clean up a little bit it was pretty much Brenda getting the fucking of her life for all that time when a flashlight lit up the side of the tent and explored around the stranger’s campsite.

“Oh, fuck! It’s my husband!”

How many times had that been repeated around the world and all the scrambling that goes with it?

Brenda had her clothes balled up at the tent flap and quickly got into them although her shorts felt like they were wrong side out. She dashed through tent flap and narrowly dodged the flashlight beam as she escaped into the vault toilet. Brenda grabbed handful after handful of toilet paper trying to sop the cum from her probably totally ruined cunt.

Damon walked the campground driveway shining the light everywhere looking for his missing wife. With him fifty yards away Brenda got inside their camper, leaving him still looking.

With no luck finding his wife Damon had a determined walk headed in the direction of the four sleeping strangers. Well, three sleeping strangers. Kenny was cowering in his tent while thinking he was going to die. Brenda grabbed another flashlight and shone right on her confused spouse from their doorway.

Damon squinted at the light and returned to a still well lubed wife. Her breathing had settled and she felt the redness was gone from her face.

“Where the hell have you been?” Damon was irritated.

“I had to pee and didn’t want to wake you so I went the toilets.”

“I didn’t see you in there.”

“Well, the one nearest to us had a huge spider so I went around to the other side. Then I can’t find you and see you shining your light way out there. I ran back inside. I thought you might have heard a bear or something.”

Brenda did a good job of putting her mate on defense.

“Well, as long as we’re up… ”

Damon dropped his bottoms and laid back on the bed. Brenda was wondering how she was supposed to work with four inches of Mormon cock after just experiencing nine inches from Kenny.

“I am so fucking caught.” The words flashed through her mind along with the images of Kenny’s dick and the others flipped like a slide show. “Here’s the end of my marriage!”

“You look pretty tired and you know how you are after a couple of beers.”

Being reminded pissed the young husband off.

“Why don’t you just suck my cock instead?”

“Really Damon? You want your wife to suck your cock for you? Isn’t that what whores are for?”

Brenda realized what she had said. The afternoon and night proved that she was the whore she was talking about.

“Yeah, maybe it wouldn’t hurt you for once. I’ve done you a hundred times. And, maybe swallow for once!”

“We are on vacation. If you want your wife to be a whore I guess I can be a whore. Scoot over.”

“Put your little twat up here by my face.”

Brenda blushed. She knew it wouldn’t be a little twat and she could feel herself leaking a little of Kenny.

“No, if you want me to do this I don’t want to be distracted by you licking at my vagina.”

She moved her lips over his cock head and down his shaft. He had no idea how scared shitless she was about being caught. There was just enough cock to reach the back of her throat.

“Maybe this could be something just for us.” She thought.

She make him cum and she would swallow. That would keep him from trying to fuck her.

It didn’t take long. She would look into his eyes as her head bobbed up and down.

“This isn’t so bad. It’s been a couple of years since I’ve given him a blowjob. I won’t dare spit it out. This has to make him cum and send him back to sleep.”

“He grabbed her hair and grunted and groaned. It was in her mouth. ”

What would a good little whore do?” She asked herself.

Damon’s eyes widened as she pulled up off his cock, slurping his seed as she did so. She smiled, moved up almost in his face and parted her lips. It was the usual Damon size Mormon load. She wondered how he got her pregnant after seeing all the cum from the strangers in the next site she had let fuck her.

She swirled it on her tongue, lost a bit, using a finger to push it back onto her tongue. The look on her husband’s face was that of a dare. She closed her mouth and swallowed. Then swallowed again. It wasn’t that bad and it did prevent him fucking her at what would have been the worst of times for their marriage.

She rolled away and lay beside him, her ass slightly over the edge of the mattress.

“I thought you would jump up, spit and wash you mouth out”

“It’s not so bad.”

She felt him relax, ready to doze off after getting his cock sucked by his woman. He thought her to be a bit of a whore for doing it. Brenda felt the same way. She listened to him sleep while reminiscing about her day and night. Sperm from all four strangers would be into her womb looking for a female egg that she prayed to hell had been eliminated by the pill even though she knew she was in a safe cycle.

Brenda rubbed across her tummy as if to embrace them. Then fingers to to her cunt. Yes, it was a cunt now… the outer lips distended out further and further out than they had that morning. The inner lips parted like flower petals as her slit easily took a couple of her fingers. Worried that her pussy may stay that way she smiled and didn’t really care if it did.

The next morning sounds from the camp woke them. The four guys were awake and fixing breakfast on a camp stove. The sight of them woke Brenda’s married pussy and it lubricated as she recalled the day before. The feeling went beyond as she felt that her legs might crumble. She’d love to lay back naked on the picnic table a let them fuck her like they had before.

Brenda felt a little guilty as it seemed like they were looking at her husband as if they made him the cuckold he didn’t know he had become. Again, that only added to the wetness of her damp, ready to drip snatch.

“Hey, sleepy heads. How about some breakfast?”

They gave each other a “why not look” and eagerly accepted. Being close again with the group made her wish for an orgy or a gangbang. She recoiled at the idea she would even think of such a thing. There had to be a way to fuck them again, At the least have Kenny pounding a load into her cunt.

As the meal was about done Don asked a favor.

“Hey, Damon. My friend called the dealer. He sent me a couple of tricks we can try to maybe get the machine running again. Otherwise we wait until the weekend for my friend to bring his Jeep to pull us out. Can we borrow your ride to go back up the mountain?”

Damon looked at his wife. She almost gave it away and quickly looked at the ground. He missed the look on her face and spark in her eyes.

“Uh, I’m kind of careful about other people driving it. I guess I could take you up there.”

Brenda’s heart was pounding. Her nipples stiffened. She felt her clit throb.

“Oh, my God! They are going to fuck me again!” She thought as her mind raced.

It was hard to explain how the husband missed the looks they exchanged. They gathered around as Damon fired up the ATV with Don on behind him. There were tools available if needed when they got to the big side by side. Damon smiled at the group and waved as they pulled away with no idea his wife would let all three men fuck her.

Kenny’s dick had tented his shorts. He pushed them down and kicked out of them. Brenda made a sound of approval and bent forward over the picnic table where they had just eaten breakfast. Totally naked the position showed her cunt ready for fucking.

“Hold up Kenny.”

“We’re invoking the big dick rule here. Big dig fucks last. That’s you.”

Al stepped in behind her. Her outer lips were puffy and opened more than twice as far as when he had been first to fuck her the day before. Her juices had her more than ready to fuck. Yet, again the looks of it made his dick surge a little as he pushed in and began to fuck her.

“Brenda, Honey. I hope you don’t let your husband see what Kenny has done to you or try to fuck you for at least a week. There’s nothing innocent looking about this cunt. Still feels great though!”

As much as she wanted Kenny to be the one fucking her Al was getting it done. It may have been the idea that her husband was out on the trail and three guys were going to fuck her in the next couple hours or so. It may have been that the first part of her vagina had ninety percent of the nerve endings, plus he was reaching underneath and rubbing her clit between her thumb and index finger.

Whatever it was the little Mormon wife was rushing to an orgasm that make her body shake against the table top. She fucked her pussy back into him as hard as she could when she was pushed over the top.

“Jesus Christ! Kenny doesn’t make me cum that hard! What the fuck was that?”1

“Maybe we’ve broke you in right. You’ll need a lot of cock and need it often.”

“Yeah, you’ll cumming harder and find yourself looking your next fuck.” Steve teased as he stepped in behind her.

Brenda wondered if that might be true. In a little more than a minute she was freaking out into a huge orgasm and cussing at Steve.

“Come on fuck me, motherfucker. Shove that cock in me and give me your fucking seed. Put enough in me to knock me up.”

Brenda never in her life had use the word, but she had never been so aroused. She came again before Steve spurted his load in her a few minutes later. She lay there in awe at what an extra inch of cock had done to her. What had doing something so wrong felt so good?

Kenny was about to bust a nut waiting his turn with her.

“Wait a minute, Kenny. I’ve got to go pee.”

Kenny looked like he was about to turn inside out and hop around backwards. Brenda hurried back after wiping herself clean for another load.

Kenny was freaking after finally getting his cock into some pussy. Brenda had him wrapped up with legs and arms around him as they fucked each other face to face. He had put the lounger mattress under her, but it still felt like he would pound her through the table. She raised her ass to meet his every stroke.

This wasn’t going to be the normal Kenny forty minute fuck. Brenda had him running full throttle like a locomotive speeding across the desert at night when he blasted a load into her like a full head of stream.

Brenda went limp from the wipeout orgasm Kenny had just given her. Her eyes rolled back and her face turned left. She lay motionless making a gurgling sound in her throat.

Kenny his cock still in her looked at her now still form.

“Aw, fuck! I’ve killed her!

“No, I don’t think so.”

“I don’t want to go to prison!”

“She’ll be fine. Watch for any movement and then start fucking her again.”

Sure. Well. Minutes can feel like hours.

Within a few minutes Brenda moaned and started rocking her hips. Kenny let out a sigh of relief and started fucking her. She started coming around and realized she was being fucked with something huge ramming inside her, He eye lids flew open and saw Kenny there pounding away at her. As a look of recognition crossed her face she relaxed and then hugged her arms and legs bach around him.

Brenda enjoyed another twenty minutes until Al yelled, “Vehicle coming!”

Kenny stopped.

“God, not now! I’m right there. Come in me!”

Maybe the idea of being caught. Maybe they just didn’t care. Kenny pumped the load into her and ran for his tent.

The sound was louder. Brenda grabbed her clothes and ran to the vault toilet. A couple of cunt clinches and a handful of toilet paper later and she was out the other side. She hurried to the far end of the campground,

Damon was back and right behind him was Don on their side by side. A cheer went up, backs were slapped, and handshakes all around.

“What happened?”

“First thing I tried the thing fired right up.”

Everyone was smiling and laughing.

“Hey, where’s Brenda?” Damon was looking around. Is she still in the RV?

“Here I am! I took a couple of pieces of the stale bread down to feed squirrels.”

Damon looked her over. Something seemed different. She looked tired, but still had a glow about her.

“You look kind of flushed. Have you been running?”

“Well, I was down the hill a bit when I heard you pull in.”

Everything seemed fine. Damon noticed that his wife was getting along well with the new people. He even wondered what it would be like if she got flirty with them. Everything seemed pretty subdued although he did catch them checking her out a lot when they thought he wasn’t looking.

They had talked amongst themselves a while when Steve offered lunch and then go for a ride. They had decided to head south this time when Kenny announced that he didn’t get much sleep the night before and was going to stay behind to rest.

Don was quick to size up the situation.

“Well, looks like we have an extra seat.”

“I would mind staying behind to finish that book I started reading. I can ride down to the gas station and fill up with fuel and get some snacks. And, a nap later doesn’t seem too bad either.”

Stupid, stupid Damon…

“Really, Honey? You don’t want to ride?”

“Yeah. Go ahead and ride with them. It would be a shame to waste a seat.”

Damon was fitting right in with his new friends. His new friends were all smiling at Kenny knowing that as soon as they were out sight Damon’s pretty wife would be letting Kenny fuck her again.

The two of them were looking anxiously at each other as they listened to the sound of the big side by side fade. As soon as it was quiet Brenda laughingly charged at Kenny, almost knocking him out of his seat. She was out of her clothes and trying to fuck him in the chair.

“God, Brenda. Not out in the open!”

She had his cock out and ready to fuck.

“Okay, let’s fuck in the Don’s RV. They all know you’re fucking me. So what if it smells like sex?”

“No, let’s fuck on the cushion in my tent!” He argued. “It’s cooler and we can hear anyone outside!”

The tent had an air of sex in it from the young wife’s previous fuckings. She lay back on his sleep mat and spread her legs for him. Getting it in was no longer a problem for her.

“That’s it, Baby. Fuck that thing deep in me. I think I’ll take you home with me, fuck you when ever I want.”

“You can’t do that. Can you?”

“I don’t think Damon would approve. Would you really leave your sisters, your mother, and your aunt for me?”

“I probably couldn’t do that. They need me. Maybe I can come visit.”

“It’s probably just a dream. I’d love to have this cock every day. Several times per day. Like we’ve been doing.”

While they lay fucking Brenda thought about what she had sad… about having a cock like his whenever she wanted. Maybe some guy. Some other guy close to home. She knew she was going to need this. Big cock and often. Her marriage wasn’t over. It just needed some alterations.

She felt him poke at her cervix harder. He was about to give her a big load to handle. She loved him cumming in her. She loved all four of them cumming in her, but this? This was a special place no one else ever reached. She could feel that swelling. Kenny’s cock got thicker, the head swelled, and that extra almost inch pressed into her ever willing cunt.

She felt the squirt and let herself cum with him. A couple of million sperm that were not her husband’s surged into her uterus in a valiant attempt to impregnate her. Thank God for her monthly safe cycle and the pill. She certainly wouldn’t want to have Kenny’s kid.

That made her wonder. Would she want a child by any of the men she had let fuck her? Probably not! Well, maybe Don. He seemed to be husband and father material. If she were Don’s wife then Kenny would be fucking her.

“Gotta go piss!”

Kenny headed out of the tent and into the trees. That was too rustic for Brenda. She wobbled towards her RV to use the toilet in there. She asked herself how long it would be before Kenny could fuck her and she could walk straight. She urinated into the toilet and wiped with a handful of paper. It took a handful to clean up after fucking Kenny. She was very aware that her cunt was not at all the cunt she had just a couple of days earlier in the trip.

She washed her hands. She looked at her cunt lips hanging evenly parted.

“Oh, God! What has that man done to my little twat! It’s a huge cunt now that I could never get past my husband.

Brenda remembered the hand mirror in the vanity drawer. She took it and held it in her hand. She moved her feet apart to survey the damage.

“Holy shit!” She gasped. “Oh, well. Doing it more won’t make it any worse.”

There was plenty of time for Kenny to pump another couple of loads into her. Kenny was in the tent on his back with his dick hard in the air. Brenda hadn’t been on top and in control. She kept him there and moved up on over his legs until her droopy lips were near his cock. She steadied his cock with her left hand while she slid her outer lips down over his cock head. With that accomplished she continued down his full length until her clit crashed on his pubic bone.

“Ummmm, all in!” She sighed.

Then she began to fuck him. She kept him buried except for a couple of trips to let the head of his cock work her g-spot. She shivered as he made he cum. It was getting to Kenny. She felt him swell inside her.

“Oh, someone is enjoying this.” She teased.

Brenda realized that no one probably ever fucked Kenny for Kenny. They all wanted that big cock inside their pussy and that big load of cum washing into their depths. It was her turn to give back. Brenda was studying his face and his movements.

“Oh, Kenny. Is that a good spot? Right there?”

She felt him spurt right into her womb. She got him! Then she realized.

“Oh, My God! You’re through my cervix. Your cock head is in my womb.”

Brenda had been grinding down hard. She had felt him nudged into her cervix since the very first time he fucked her, but had no idea she was about to take him there.

The idea of it had Kenny hard and fucking up into her. Brenda stayed on top and fucked back. Her vagina had relaxed and not only was the head in her womb, but and inch of shaft was pushing in, too. She could feel his rubbery crown pull her cervix down. Not only was the feeling outrageous, but the very idea of it all sent her into hysterical orgasms.

Kenny continued spraying seed into her as their fucking became a frenzy. This was the first time the end of his dick didn’t hit an obstruction. With him trough her cervix not only was her cunt lips working his shaft. but there was the sensation of her cervix grasping at the tip. Kenny kept blowing loads. Brenda convulsed over him, finally at her limit her leaned down and kissed Kenny trying to get her tongue in his throat.

Finally with her pussy still quivering and Kenny still leaking sperm into her she told him…

“I love you, Kenny!”

Things were quiet while Kenny softened inside her. He had married several years ago and his wife left him because she said, “I just can’t fuck all the time”.

His Mom and his sister tell Kenny they love him, but this seemed weird. Finally he spoke.

“I love the way you fuck, Brenda! No one has ever taken me inside there before.”

Well, it wasn’t “I love you, too!”, but it was a compliment in a way. It was more of a way of saying she had a big pussy. She was okay with that. She liked the way her pussy felt. Her cunt lips had gotten so swollen she could feel them rub when she walked.

She pulled up off him. Her cunt made a suction noise as his cock came out with juices all over it. Brenda acted on impulse.

“Let me clean that for you, Sweetie.”

Brenda took his cock in her mouth. With it almost soft she got most of it in before it began to get hard again.

The look on Kenny’s face would indicate that no woman had ever done that before. Meanwhile Brenda’s well fucked cunt was a mess.

“Oh, Damn. Look at that. Let me get out of your tent before it busts loose. She started for her RV. With all the stumbling trying to get herself to walk she decided to drop to her knees. Then the flow started.

“Jesus! I don’t think I could have taken on a dozen guys and had this much cum in me.”

Brenda started to giggle. She laughed about stupid Damon leaving her with Kenny not knowing it wasn’t his looks or shyness but his cock that made him untrustworthy.

After the flow reduce to a trickle and then drip after drip Brenda got up on her feet and into the camper. She sat on the toilet while bearing down to try to purge the rest of Kenny’s seed and her own juices.

She stood to look at her pussy.

“Good job, Kenny. Surely, now that he’s been in there it should be easy to get it in there again.”

The afternoon was wearing on. Her husband would be out with his new buddies for a while longer. Better to fuck Kenny while she could.

She hurried, still naked, back to his tent. Kenny hadn’t moved. Brenda smiled knowing she had wore him down. She got on her hands and knees and backed up to him.

“Come on, Lover. Fuck me like a dog!”

Kenny may have looked worn down. However rock hard cock entered her cunt and moved right in to her depths. After the slightest resistance the rubbery head and some shaft slipped trough her cervix. Kenny began to fuck her.

“Wow, Kenny. That was easy. You’re in there, Baby”

“What are you going to do if it stays that way? Who’s going to womb fuck you when you go home?”

“I guess I’ll just have to find another guy with a big cock to fuck me!”

“Really. Brenda?”

“Sure. Why not? There’s a guy at work that hits on me that the girls say he has a big cock. If I was sure he wouldn’t tell I’d let him fuck me now, now that I now what it’s like.”

“Wow, girl. I like your attitude.”

“I might fuck a lot of guys. Even if Damon catches me he wouldn’t leave me and lose his kids. He wouldn’t settle for the weekend daddy where he buys them a hamburger while knowing the next guy has me at home giving me a good fucking.”

“You’re making me feel guilty for fucking you.”

“No, Kenny. I’ve been thinking about this. You guys were at the right place at the right time”

The talk had Kenny really pounding her… like a dog. The newly cheating wife was taking him full depth into her uterus. She had cum twice when she felt Kenny’s seed spurt into once again.

“God, I love how that feels and I love where you are putting it! Fuck me, Kenny. Fuck me good!”

Pretty well consumed my the passion of it they decided to take a break. Brenda stayed bent over the picnic table with little rivers of cum working down from her open womb to leak from her pouting cunt and drip to the ground. Kenny stepped back and admired his work. Her pussy definitely had some size to it that would take a couple of days to hide her infidelity to her husband.

Remembering telling Damon that she would ride down to the store to get snacks she decided to make the trip. After another quick clean up and another pad of toilet paper over her gaping hole she drove down and hurried back. Once back she joined Kenny in his tent thinking this would be a slow and final fuck until her husband and Kenny’s buddies returned. Instead it was a jack hammering fuck with Kenny pouring the cock to her and her fucking back with every move.

After that they cleaned up and calmed down with Brenda actually taking the toilet spay nozzle off and pushing the end of hose up her slit.

“Careful, Brenda. You’ll lead yourself into fucking Kenny again!” She warned herself.

Turns out their would have been time as Damon and his new buddies showed up 45 minutes later.

When everyone piled out of the side by side Kenny came out of his tent to join them. Brenda pretending to read her book stopped, stood up and walked over to join them.

It was late enough to cook hot dogs and all ate, laughed, and visited. Damon drank three beers. Brenda had never seen him drink more than one. Brenda moved in close with the group and enjoyed the men’s company and the occasional sexual reference at her husband’s expense.

By six Brenda and Damon were back at their RV. After a few minutes inside they came out and sat in lawn chairs. The men were outside joking and laughing while giving a lot of looks in Brenda’s directions. The jokes were probably at the expense of her husband being so royally cuckolded.

“You seem to be pretty comfortable with the guys.”

“They all seem nice.”

Being tipsy and thinking of his earlier fantasy about her fucking one of them affected his choice of words.

“Watching you talking with them I’m glad it was Kenny that stayed behind. Had it been one of the others and you probably would have fucked him.”

“What did you say?” Brenda was indignant. “Sure, Devin. I fucked all four of them… asshole!”

If caught she could always say she told him so. Typical wife thing. She was acting pissed, but happy that she said it to his face. Brenda gave him some slack as she knew the effect beer would have on him. Plus, maybe she owe him something for what she had done to their marriage.

They were quiet for a few minutes, each lost in their own thoughts. Damon started talking about his afternoon. Shortly after Kenny started walking their direction before the others called him back. There was some kind of argument before Kenny headed the couple’s way looking a little more determined, looking every bit the village idiot his brother-in-law proclaimed him to be.

“Brenda, I wanted to come over and have you let me fuck you again, The guys said I should wait until your husband was asleep.”

Damon may not have heard or understood the meaning of the word “again”. The guys had told him that afternoon that Kenny was blessed with a big dick and that their wives had fucked him.

Damon’s face snapped towards Brenda. She was returning the look as both were realizing that Kenny was asking to fuck her. Damon was still not figuring it out.

“Listen, you just can’t come up to somebody’s wife and say something like that.”

Damon’s voice almost squeaked. Brenda took at deep breath.

“Gosh, Kenny. That’s certainly to the point.” She seemed pretty nervous.

She turned to her husband.

“Sorry, Honey. Do you mind?

Damon was stunned. “Do I mind what?”

“You know…” She gave her shoulders a shrug.

Brenda took Kenny’s hand and led him up the RV steps. The boys that had been intently watching let out a cheer. One of them raised his fist, arm bent at the elbow, and made a fucking motion into the air. Realizing that his wife had let Kenny fuck her the husband followed them inside.

Brenda stripped naked and lay back on their RV bed. She spread her legs wide to invite Kenny’s big cock to fuck her cheating married cunt. The husband got his first look at nine inches of cock.

“My God. You can’t fuck her with that. It’s twice as big as mine!”

Damon was referring to his four and a half inches. Width and length combined the wife was about to take at the least five or six times the amount of cock than the husband could give her. He took his stare from the stranger’s cock to his wife’s wet cunt gaping open.

“Jesus, Brenda. Your pussy is huge! My God! You have been fucking him, haven’t you?”

Brenda smiled and motioned Kenny between her legs. Damon was surprised to see the head Kenny’s cock disappear into his wife and then the shaft to follow in two strokes. His wife had the huge cock buried inside her. She smiled at her husband. She let out a loud moan and clawed at Kenny’s back to hold him in her deep.

“See, Honey? It’s not a huge cunt for Kenny. Just right. The head of his cock is through my cervix and in my womb right now ready to flood me with another load of his little swimmers. It’s Kenny’s pussy now and maybe anybody else with a cock like his.”

Damon was hard as a rock in his pants and moving around to get a better view. He was hoping the huge cock inside his wife would do some damage. It looked like the only damage it could do would be to impregnate her. Brenda must have been reading Damon’s mind.

“Don’t worry, Honey. I’m safe and on the pill. This is just for fun!”

Damon watched his wife go through several orgasms while groaning and wiggling and keeping the strange cock as deep in her as possible. At about the twenty minute mark Kenny’s ass clenched as he filled her uterus with cum.

Damon’s jaw dropped when Kenny’s cock came out of Damon’s wife. Not only did cum gush, but the size of her cunt and the way the lips hung open were beyond his belief.

“Jesus Christ!” No other thoughts or words came to Damon. His wife had fucked another man!

Kenny laid over on his back. Brenda put her hand over her pussy and darted for the toilet. In the RV it was only a couple of feet from where Damon stood, still in shock. The cum running out sounded like pissing for a second or two. Then came little splats and dribbles as strange seed drained down from her womb.

Brenda grabbed paper to wipe.

“If I sat here until it all ran out I’d be here until morning.”

She walked around Damon and got on her hands and knees over Kenny’s cock. Her startled husband watched her lower her face towards his cock and take it in her mouth. It was still more of a mouthful than her husband’s cock when it’s hard. She sucked it towards the back of her throat and let it come out as it began to harden again.

“Are you shitting me? Hard again already!”

“Usually he’d leave it in to double fuck me. We wanted you to see how much cock and how much seed was in me. Usually he double fucks me and takes over an hour. Now that he womb fucked me the sensation of my cunt lips gripping his base and my cervix on his shaft behind the head sets him off early.”

She gave him a big smile and used her hand to wipe their juices off her face from sucking his cock.

“Usually? Uh, when?”

“From the moment you started that last trip up the mountain until a few seconds before you got back. It was all I could do to clench tight enough so his cum didn’t leak out of me and onto the ground right in front of you. He first went into my womb while you were mountain with your buddies. We fucked all the time you were gone today. I sneaked out and fucked him in his tent last night.”

Again a big smile. Almost a laugh in his face. No reason to do that to a good husband that had just watched her let Kenny fuck her.

Why Kenny?”

“Oh, it wasn’t Kenny. I’d been thinking about cheating. Guys hit on me a lot and I started to wonder why I’d turn them down. Then yesterday when you brought Steve down and headed back up we talked a little while and then we were fucking each other. It felt really good. His cock was a little bigger than yours and I fucked him.”

“And, the next guy?”

“Hell, yes! I’d already cheated and loved it, so five minutes after you left he was fucking me, too. I fucked them twice each before you brought Kenny back. Believe me, the first two telling me about the size of Kenny’s cock I was all shaky inside wanting him to fuck me.”

“You just laid back and let a guy with a cock that big fuck you?”

“Jesus! I couldn’t wait to get him inside me. It didn’t hurt. We were fucking and it all went in!”

“And, I went to bed early and worn out. Went right to sleep. You really did fuck all four of them didn’t you?”

“One after the other. Kenny and I were at it until two in the morning. That’s why he was tired and I knew if he was staying behind I was, too.”

Brenda got on all fours, shaking her cunt at the now hard Kenny she urged him…

“Fuck me, Kenny!”

Her husband attentively watched the big cock slide up into his wife. Brenda grunted her approval as Kenny began pounding away. Damon watched as Kenny stroked harder and faster knowing that Brenda’s willing cunt would soon get another load of Kenny’s cream.

Involved in a total loss of sense of time Damon was stunned when Kenny shouted out as sperm started to stream into the little Mormon wife’s womb. Brenda had already felt his cock swell, sending her into a major orgasm right along with the arrival of his load of seed way up her cunt and through her cervix..

Damon was locked on every aspect of his wife’s fucking from the slightest flutter of her eye lids to the bulging of her tummy as Kenny’s cock would pull out and get buried back into her womb again. He wasn’t jealous or mad that another man was fucking her and the large cock was such a bonus that Damon was bursting with pride that she could fuck him so deep.

When Kenny pulled out there was a nice little flood to roll out of Brenda’s married snatch. Damon looked at the way Kenny left her open with her cunt lips parted three times their normal distance. The young wife felt her openness and grinned at her husband. Damon nodded in approval.

“I’ll bet you never dreamed your wife could take a cock that size, did you?”

“Sure didn’t! Are the other three guys that big?”

“No, they are pretty average.”

“What are you calling average now?” Damon beamed.

“Sorry, Honey.” She held her thumb and forefinger two inches apart. “You missed it by that much.”

Well… that kind of hurt. Damon sat while what she said ran through his mind.

“I guess you’ll be needing big cock all the time now.”

“No, Honey. We’ll be fine. I might need something big every once in a while though.”

Damon’s head was swimming. An hour or so ago, to him, this was his sweet and innocent wife, mother of his kids. The day before he had fucked her along the trail just before they encountered these men. It was difficult to reconcile the situation. Was this his little Mormon, Church every Sunday, wife or some cock hungry little slut..

For the time being he was going to stick with “some cock hungry little slut” and see where that takes them.

Let’s go sit with the guys.” Kenny offered.

Damon went out first and held the door. He saw the three men were watching from less than a hundred feet away at their camp. Kenny followed to a round of applause. Brenda looking sexy as hell in just a t-shirt received a raucous cheer from the group. She pulled up the lower hem of the t-shirt and gave a little curtsey.

Brenda walked toward the other camp like a woman that had her legs fucked wide apart. She walked a little pigeon toed and knocked kneed as she swayed her hips as she slightly stumbled towards them. Quickly back with the guys each got a hug and grabbed a feel being sure to avoid her cunt. They knew they’d get a handful of Kenny’s slippery cum from inside her if they didn’t.

People settled into place with Brenda mostly centered in the group. Everyone was into the conversation, mostly about Kenny fucking her to where she was walking funny.

“That’s how you tell a guy leaves you well fucked!” The surrounded wife laughed. “That and the fact I’m sitting in a puddle of cum!”

Brenda stood up to show sperm on the table where she sat and lifted the shirt to show cum running down the insides of her thighs.

“That’s well fucked alright!” One of the men joked.

“What’s with the shirt? We’re all friends here?” Another chimed in.

Brenda laughed again and tossed the shirt over her head and towards her husband. Damon caught it and held it while things got a little more rowdy. Brenda was a little fresh fucked princess, looking boyish with her slim figure amongst the now disrobing men.

Damon took it all in with both a sense of pride in his chest and a sense of fear in his heart. He’d let them fuck her and hope that it didn’t hurt their marriage, but secretly hoped they’d inflict some damage on her cheating cunt.

Brenda seemed so natural milling between the four strangers. Even though all were to fuck her she was calling the shots. Even though the goal was to tease them silly for her husband’s benefit her cunt was willing at the first moment of contact. Damon was the only one still dressed while Brenda worked her charms.

“I think it’s time to fuck her.”

Steve was the one the hot little wife was flirting with the most. So, how do four strangers go about fucking another man’s wife, and what was the attraction for her to Steve?

Don tossed Steve a cushion.

“I think Brenda wants you to fuck her.”

“Give me that!”

Brenda grabbed the cushion away from Steve, laid it on the table, scooted onto it, and spread her legs. Damon thought she looked raw and open from Kenny fucking her a few minutes earlier. Steve was checking her wet cunt.

“What?” Brenda was a little annoyed by his stare.

“Just looking at what I’m about to fuck.”

Brenda huffed.

“Kenny! Did you do this to this sweet little woman’s pussy?”

Kenny laughed. Everyone laughed.

“Come fuck me!” She smiled.

Steve slammed it home leaving the young Mom with a surprised look on her face followed quickly by an orgasm she wasn’t yet prepared to have. Then a couple more before the fresh load spurted into her causing yet another.

Whatever had triggered inside her she could not stop cumming. Not that she would want to stop. The next two guys lit her up like a score board. If someone had been keeping score, it was probably husband Damon. The score would have been like 18 to 3. Then when Kenny’s turn came he worked his shaft into and through her cervix she went bat shit crazy with it. It was hard to tell when she would start or stop orgasming. It seemed like she was consistently cumming on nine inches of hard cock.

After banging hard into her womb for what Brenda couldn’t determine were minutes or hours Kenny unleashed inside her. First it was a gasp, then a scream as her head turned side to side with her eyes rolling back, then silence.

Nobody moved. Had they killed her? Most stunned of them all, Damon moved quickly up to her face just as Kenny cock slipped from the well fucked cunt.

“Brenda! Brenda!”

She stirred a little.

“Brenda, are you alright?”

“Huh?” Brenda tried to focus on the face, finally realizing it was her husband speaking to her.

“Uh… yeah. I’m okay. I fucked them for you, didn’t I, Babe?”

“Oh, God! Did you ever!”

“Honey, I had a really good time? Proud of me?”

“Yes, Sweetie. Proud… really proud!”

“Mad at me?”

“No not mad at you. How could I be mad at my sweet little bride?”

“Okay. I’m going to fuck them again. You know that don’t you?”

“You mean tonight”

“Yes, tonight. And, tomorrow, tomorrow night. As long as they are here.”

“Jesus, Brenda. Four more nights. That’s a lot of fucking.”

“Not just night. Mornings, afternoons, whenever they’ll fuck me!”

“You guys hear that? Are you good until Sunday?”

There was a loud resounding response. Brenda was going to be fucked to her limit, if she had a limit.

“I’m going to go pee and clean up a little bit. Then we will start back slow and build it up again.”

Back as the center of the group Brenda enjoyed being naked. Two of the guys had their pants on leaving her to stare at Steve and Kenny’s semi-rigid cocks. All could see the effect of the embers begin to ignite up inside Brenda’s cunt. She stretched her arms into the air to call attention to her modest breasts, but super hard nipples.

“I think your woman needs fucking again, Damon.”

“You guys go ahead. She’s sure enough ready for you!

“No! No! You fuck her, Damon. You need to feel what that’s like. We used to back away after Kenny fucked our wives. Then we found out it wasn’t so different. Maybe not as tight as you remember, but hot and buttery. Feels pretty good actually. If nothing else, you’re sitting there all hard when you can use her for a cum dump.”

Damon was offended by the cum dump remark about his wife. He felt like dragging her back to the RV until he caught the twinkle in her eyes and the coy smile on her lips. She was enjoying his discomfort. She leaned back and with one hand cupped her pussy, rubbing around it.

“Come on, Hubby. Be a sport!”

The four guys that had just fucked his wife started chanting, “Damon, Damon, Damon”.

Damon had to smile a little himself. He was red faced knowing they are had penises large than his. Maybe lacking in size would made made up in hardness. The chanting stopped when his pants came off. The guys probably thought Brenda was shitting them about him having a small dick.

Might as well make the most of it, he thought. The idea of his wife being a cum dump for the rest of them struck a chord with him. After being so incredibly hard watching them fuck her at least he had a chance to get himself off and put a little more sperm into her cunt.

Brenda had a “dare ya” look on her face as she moved one leg to let him see her pussy opened up. Everyone quieted as he stepped in place with a worry of would he feel anything. Would she feel anything?

There sure wasn’t the tightness he had always experienced, but she was slippery and warm, really warm inside.

“This could be okay.” Damon thought to himself. He wasn’t as much fucking his wife as fucking some cheap slut, the cum dump. He picked up the pace.

“Yeah, I could cum in this.”

Then Brenda exploded into an orgasm about two minutes into the act shocking the both of them.

“Jesus, Damon. What the fuck was that?”

Her husband kept at it and in a short while she orgasmed again. Again, almost a look of panic on her face. Could her husband really make her cum like this? Then, and there was no holding back for Damon. He had cum in the cum bucket. Not, just that it his wife, but contentment as hell, too. Maybe a drop in the bucket, but his seed was in there swimming around with the rest.

“Maybe Kenny could push it up deep in her for him, deep into very essence of her being a woman.” He thought.

“That was a wicked thing to think.” As he smiled at her as she had smiled at him.

Brenda watched as his Mormon size cock popped out of her slit before she shouted, way to loudly, “Next!”

The boys were taking their turn by size with Brenda bent forward over the table taking the men from behind. Damon had the front row seat as his wife clinched each cock in turn, cumming numerous time each before the men would cum in her. Everybody gave her a pretty good ten minute session by when it became Kenny’s turn.

Everyone loved watching Brenda taking the shy man’s big cock.

“Why don’t you ride him? Show us what you can do!” Al challenged.

“Yeah, Brenda. Show us what you can do!” Don encouraged her.

Kenny didn’t have a preference and Damon just wanted to see him fuck her again. Kenny leaned back, the big dick so hard it almost trembled in the night air. Brenda swung a leg over and straddled him. She lifted up as high as she could. It wasn’t enough to get him inside her. She gave the shaft what looked like a painful bend and a shift to left. As soon as the head found her slit it popped in her leaving about four inches to go. Brenda quickly settled down on him taking it to the hit.

Damon still had the straight view as his wife began to work herself on the monster. Don and Al knocked heads trying to get the better view. Damon still had it all in view as his wife started to give Kenny the ultimate fucking.

Everyone knew that her cervix had allowed the head and a couple of inches of shaft into her womb. Brenda was at a pace that was showing panic on Kenny’s face. Was Kenny about to blow a load up inside her like a schoolboy’s first fuck? The young wife wasn’t slowing down at all.

“Oh, fuck. Your cock actually goes in deeper and a different angle with me fucking down on it! Jesus, that’s good.”

Damon started feeling the pride that it was his wife he was watching. The guys were getting a show you wouldn’t find anywhere on the internet. Brenda was fucking like a demon on Kenny’s big cock and Kenny was about to blow a load of seed up her cunt and into her uterus.

She was continuing the rapid fire orgasms she had experienced with every guy she would fuck. With Kenny’s big cock though they were really sending her into another world. Every time she would come up on his hard shaft the guys could see the veins on his dick look like they were about to burst. The pair of them were about to cum in epic proportions. Brenda was whimpering with every down stroke and Kenny was fighting to get enough air in his lungs even though Brenda was doing ninety-eight percent of the work.

“Come on, Kenny. Brenda wants you flood her cunt for her. If you don’t give it to her she’s going to suck your balls dry ready or not!”

“Yes Kenny. Flood my cunt!”

Damon had an intense stare locked onto to his wife’s cunt where Kenny was reaming it to no practical use if she didn’t snap back to something reasonably like her pussy before Brenda discovered there were such things as larger cock.

“Yes, fuck him honey. Take his cum deep inside you. He’s pushing everyone’s seed up there. Fuck him!”

She appreciated the cheering section, but it really wasn’t needed with the way Kenny’s cock was feeling in her. She hunched hard onto him and was rewarded with the feeling of warm sperm as she exploded into a spasming mess herself.

Not only were the mating pair out of breath so were the watchers. Damon was shaking after the performance by his wife on the big cock as she practically vacuumed the load out from Kenny’s balls. Her ass went from a blur to a full stop as she would settle down to enjoy the feel of her cunt accepting his full length.

Now it was quiet as she laid forward on him kissing and licking his collar bone. She gave a little rumble every few seconds to feel his cock move around her cunt until it softened and slipped out followed by seed from all five of them. She was now a nasty little wife both in her mind and had to be in her husband’s mind as well.

She was a nasty little wife in Damon’s view… and he loved it. Brenda was lapping up being the center of attention. Even though every one had fucked her she had them thinking she would fuck them again, and no doubt would.

Otherwise, it was a dull party atmosphere. Brenda was the topic of conversations as the men asked her about family and kids, Damon was a little concerned when she told them where she lived. He had assumed this would be an anonymous, one off deal.

“When was the first time you fucked some other guy?”

That was Kenny’s question as he asked it like a twelve year old schoolboy. Brenda looked at her husband, then smiled at Kenny’s question. Her shoulders dropped a little.

“It was the afternoon I married Damon. I’d say I was the goody goody type, but in truth my parents are stone cold Mormon. Before we got to the honeymoon hotel we pulled of into some bushes and fucked right there along the highway.”

“Yes, I thought I was fucking a Mormon! Will the leash go back on when you get home?” Don kidded.

Brenda looked at Damon, then lowered her head a little. Her chin came back up as she looked at her husband.

“No, I don’t think so!” Brenda displayed a playful look of defiance.

“We’ll see.” Damon laughed.

Other than sex the couple and the four men didn’t have much in common except the wives of men fucked Kenny’s big cock and forbid their husbands for doing other women. Now, Brenda was the forbidden woman and an excellent choice for it.

Brenda announced that she was calling it a night. The men said goodnight and Damon followed her into their RV and closed the door.

Damon sat by as Brenda used nearly the last of their onboard water for a shower, a much needed shower. She came out toweling off and faced Damon spraddle-legged on the couch openly showing what the guys had done to her married pussy. Damon was giving it an open stare.

“What do you think? Could you get used to it looking like this?” She asked matter-of-factly.

“I don’t know.” He answered just as matter-of-factly.”

“I like it like this, but I’m sure it will tighten up.”

“I sure hope so!” He laughed.

Brenda playfully threw a couch cushion at him. It was playfulvlike when they were first married… except for her fucking the four guys. Damon sure wasn’t going to try to fuck her again until after they’ve been home a few days.

“So, have you had enough of strange cock fucking you?”

It almost sounded like he wanted her answer to be no.

“We’ll see. There’s tomorrow morning, on the trail, and tomorrow night. I’d like another round before we all break camp Sunday morning.” She smiled with a sparkle in her eyes.

They hit the bed early. Damon had an arm over her playing with a nipple. Brenda scrunched her ass back against his hard cock. Both fell asleep hoping they didn’t fuck each other.

Around 2:00 A.M. Damon felt her leave the bed. She tried to slip out without him noticing. He watched the beam from the flashlight as it went to Kenny’s tent and disappeared inside. She couldn’t resist woman’s natural desire to sneak around and fuck.

After watching everyone fucking her it was strange for him to want to follow her in the darkness. This time it was man’s desire to spy on his mate fucking another guy and it was about to be well rewarded.

Kenny was hardly making a sound except for the sloshing sound as he fucked deep into the cheating spouse’s cunt. Brenda, on the other hand, wouldn’t shut up.

“I’m not even trying to build up to orgasm. I’m letting you make me cum and cum on your big cock. Fuck me, Kenny!”

Damon was rock hard. He pulled his cock out a started jacking off to the sounds his wife was making in the tent.

“Oh my God, Kenny. Three!”

“Three?” Damon wondered.

“Three, Kenny. You made me cum three times already. Oh, fuck. That thing is way up in me! My husband doesn’t think he’s sure about what you’ve done to my little pussy.”

That hit Damon hard. Listening to that made him cum. The man didn’t spurt loads of cum. His sperm just tweaked a little and would dribble out the end of his dick. Not the way the pounding his wife was getting from Kenny would end.

“Four! Oh, fuck. Four! Four, Kenny, Four.”

Damon had no idea how Kenny could listen to that from Brenda and not blow his load into her.

Then they went through five, six, seven and eight.

“Turn me over, Kenny. Fuck me from behind, Get that cock deep up in me!”

There was commotion and sounds while that went on. And, those sound the cheating wife made when her lover’s big cock went back inside her.

“That’s it, Kenny. Like that. I wish your cock could be in me always and just like that. Fuck me, Kenny!”

“Nine, Kenny! Fucking nine!”

The eavesdropping husband reasoned he had never made her cum nine times in a month. Now he wondered if he ever made her cum at all.

A few minutes later… “Ten, Kenny! Fuck my brains out.”

“Yeah, Kenny. Fuck her brains out.” Damon murmured.

It was really getting loud in the tent. Somebody hollered out from the other camper.

“Fuck her, Kenny! Fuck her!”

Then it was Kenny making the noise as Brenda moaned and made gurgling sounds in her throat. Seed must have been flowing into her.

“Oh, Kenny. I wish you could knock me up. Do it Kenny. Knock me up!”

Damon hoped she hadn’t quit taking the pill. That’s how they got the last one. She wanted another child and Damon didn’t. He sure wouldn’t want to be stuck raising a child of simple minded Kenny. Then again, the whole idea was intriguing.

“Yes, Kenny. Knock her up!” Damon uttered under his breath.

“I want you to fuck me all night, but I’d better get back before my husband misses me.”

Quickly alert Damon hurried back to their RV. He got into the bed with his face to the wall and his back to her. He listened to the quiet noises she made sneaking in, Another sneaking wife adventure completed. Brenda trembled a little at the thought of getting away with it.

Damon listened to her in the toilet. First a short stream of urine. Then a plop as cum leaked from her. Then another, followed by another. Kenny had really lubed her.

“God, I wish I had balls and a dick like that guy.”

Then the sound of toilet paper coming off the roll. Lots of toilet paper. Damon stayed still when she quietly moved into the bed. After a couple of minutes a little giggle came from her as she imagined the sperm still swimming around in her as he lay next to what she thought was her sleeping husband.

Next morning was a little chilly. The guys were fixing breakfast and going over their plans for the day. There were a couple canyons to explore and a lot of deer country to cover. The plan was that Brenda and Damon could follow the four in the quad side by side.

Brenda had another adventure in mind. She was seriously flirting with Steve. If Steve had Kenny’s cock she’d probably run away with him. Oddly enough the words were distant, but the gist was the same. Brenda was locked into a kiss with him.

“Jesus, Brenda. I’d like to take you away and keep me for myself.”

“Steve, if you had Kenny’s cock I’d probably go with you. However, I don’t think anyone is going to keep me for themselves any more.”

They realized they may have talked too loudly. They looked towards Damon. He shook his head and the pair of them moved in to get breakfast. Everyone had chatted and eaten when Don said it was time to go.

“I was hoping someone would fuck me first.” Brenda sounded a little desperate as she went eye to eye with each man without looking at her own husband.”

“A little hot to trot this morning are we, Brenda?”

“I’ve been hot to trot. Right now I need to cum. Someone fuck me!”

Leaving the invitation open to everyone Brenda stepped out of her panties and shorts and laid face first over the table. She had teased Steve enough that he jumped at the chance to get in behind her and shove his cock in.

“Oh, good. Fuck me and put a load in me. I need to get off.”

Watching the pretty Mormon wife get fucked had the desired effect on the other three men and her husband as well as the moved in closer, sort of in a queue to fuck her. Damon didn’t claim a turn with his wife and Kenny finished her up. After a quick trip to the toilet for Brenda they were on their way.

There is a lot of nice scenery as well as good hunting spots as they headed North and East out of Chicken Creek campground. They had gotten lunch supplies at the store at Levan and headed back with the route planned to picnic at the slot canyon for lunch.

After lunch Kenny fucked her while the others watched and they got back on the trail. There was some rain in the afternoon that sent them back to camp by four.

It wasn’t a gangbang after supper, but everyone did fuck her and she fucked Kenny again before turning in for the night.

The next morning would be a quickie for breakfast at the store in town and on the road.

Steve was reacting to her flirting again before they broke camp and Brenda plied her charms most effectively. Damon felt himself enjoying her actions to see his wife acting as if she wanted fucked in such a way.

“How about one for the road, Brenda?”

“I’d love one for the road.” Brenda beamed.

She took him by the hand and led him to the bed in her and Damon’s RV. Sounds from within led to tell that Steve made the hair triggered Mormon wife cum three times. The old saying about, “If this camper is rockin’ don’t come knockin’ seemed appropriate.

One by one the four of them took their turn making the trip inside, making the little slut cum and leaving their load inside her to have Kenny come in and shove it all up into her womb.

The four men were loaded up and gone while Damon was still loading the ATV on the trailer and retracting the jacks on the camper. Brenda put things away inside for travel while Damon packed away the outside stuff. All packed up, they drove the rig out to the store with Brenda scooted down in the seat and her feet up on the dash.

“What are you doing, Sweetie?”

“Trying to not make a puddle in the seat. You have no idea how much sperm I have up inside me and now it is wanting to come down.”

When they got to the store their new friends were already gone on the road. Damon brought her out a sausage biscuit and a soft drink. She kept herself in that almost horizontal position while she ate.

“They really filled you up, did they?”

“Brenda looked around for other vehicles close by and pulled off her shorts a panties without losing any of the load in her pussy.

She tossed her panties to the back and kept her shorts to cover her crotch area if anyone could see.

“My Gosh! Look at me!”

They were husband and wife again sharing a moment. Her cunt was still the inch or so wide that it had been since Kenny first fucked her. A little puddle pf cum was right up level with her puffy outer cunt lips. She dabbed a drop onto the tip of her ring finger and sucked it into her mouth with her wedding bands accentuating what she was doing.

“Hmmm, not bad. Just as good as a breakfast biscuit.” She teased.

Damon made a pucker face.

“I ain’t kissing that mouth until sometime late next week”

“Oh really?”

The feisty wife pulled two fingers up her slit and deposited the mess on her tongue. She opened her mouth and sloshed the seed over her tongue while showing her husband. Then she swallowed. Damon almost drove off the road.

“God, quit. You’re making me gag!”

Why? You just said you weren’t kissing me until next week?”

“Yeah, but still… ”

“But, still what?”

Brenda modestly laid her shorts across her lap and behaved herself for a while as they rode along towards home and the kids.

A couple of hours into the journey with her knees still up and her feet on the dash she tossed the shorts aside and scooted down just a bit further in the seat. The fingers on her hand went to her clit and rubbed lightly into her slit. Her wedding rings sparkled in the bright sunlight. She began to move her fingers.

“Oh, Jesus Christ! I just have to do this or I’ll die.” Brenda moaned as she spoke.

The fingers were moving faster over her clit, going a little deeper into her cunt. All that cum must have settled deep in her vagina and into her uterus as her pussy was getting a workout and no leakage.

Damon found it hard to drive due to the fact that every moan and wiggle from his wife was a distraction. He was at the point of pulling over and fucking her in spite of the ride the four men had given her earlier and the last expansion of her cunt by Kenny.

The show was too good to interrupt despite the urgency of the little tent in his pants. Each new vocal outburst from Brenda was as little more vocal than the previous.

“Oh, fuck!” as she made herself cum.

Then “Oh, oh, fuck!” A little louder than before.

Followed by “Oh, oh, oh fuck!” Almost like she was keeping score.

Brenda’s ass hunched into the air as she went into convulsions. She gave a startled look towards her husband as if to ask him to do something as orgasm overcame her. Her eyes slightly bugged, then rolled upwards as she pushed herself through to orgasm.

“Oh, Jesus Christ. I’ve made a mess!”

Damon looked down to where his wife was looking. A very large amount of the mixture of Brenda and the men had plopped out of her cunt onto the seat and puddled to the carpet on the floor at her feet.

“That is going to need some cleaning.” She laughed as she stood to head for the toilet.

“Damn! Another splat on the rug.”

And, another before she could get her ass to the toilet seat.

“I could blame that on the guys, but I think as much of it is me as them.”

An hour later they had stopped for lunch. Brenda had cleaned herself up, done as much as she could for the seat and the carpet, and put on a fresh shirt and blouse. She left off her bra and noticed Damon’s stare as her tits jiggled. Even ordering their food guys had checked out her nipples that pressed in the fabric.

“Let’s eat inside.” Brenda offered.

“I thought we were going to eat in the RV.”

“This will be more fun. Get us a couple of sodas.”

Brenda stood back in an effort to attract men’s attention to her braless boobs. It worked. Once nice cowboy type had to comment.

“I like your shirt.”

“Thank you!” She grinned and the cowboy type grinned back.

He moved on and Damon came with the tray. Brenda grabbed her cup from the tray and headed for the soda dispenser while Damon picked a table. Brenda kept her eye on her admirer. She felt her pussy react.

“Oh, my God.” She muttered to herself and joined her husband.

“Weren’t you going o get me a drink?” Damon smiled.

He watched her put a little bounce to her step to get her tits to jiggle. He liked her little game. It sure beat eating in the RV. They ate without much conversation. Brenda keep looking around to see who was looking her way. Part way through her sandwich she commented her drink tasted funny.

“Pour it out an get something else,”

She practically bolted for the refill. The cowboy type joined her. Brenda felt her nipples get even harder and her juices flow,

She smiled at him as she replaced the lid on her cup.

“So, you like my shirt?”

“More like I love what’s in it.”

Brenda loved it. Her husband could never be this bold.

“Well, they’re part of a package.” She flirted back.

“I’d sure like to open that package.”

“I bet you would!”

The stranger watched her roll her hips as she returned to her table.

“New admirer?” Damon teased.

“Oh, Jesus. I could seriously fuck that guy!”

“You would?”

Right here on this table with everyone watching. Maybe even on the floor… or say out in the camper… ”

She gave Damon a pleading look right at his face. He slid the keys across the table.

“Have fun. Don’t lock me out. I’ll give you a ten minute head start.”

Brenda giggled like a school girl, stood up, looked towards the cowboy type and jiggled the keys in her hand. The guy finished eating, leaving the tray and trash on the table. Bringing his drink he was a beeline for her as Brenda waited. He gave Damon a knowing nod and she led the man out the door.

Damon had picked a table so they could watch the RV while they got food. Now he watched his wife unlock it and take the stranger inside. Something about the thrill of seeing his wife go inside and knowing she was going to fuck another guy was exciting to Damon despite the arguments he was having with himself in his mind.

He gave her five minutes.

“She has to be fucking him by now… ”

He started to stand up with a painful hardon. He had thought about jacking off when he was watching her fuck her little gang of four. That made him wonder.

“How many guys would she take on at a time? She went through four of them twice. Would eight be a limit? Ten? Maybe a dozen? I could see her lining them up and letting the whole dozen guys fuck her!”

He would want to watch them all fuck his once sweet, modest Church wife. Each man placing sperm up her cunt as they finished their turn.

That image overcame him. He rubbed his pants and gripped his cock under the table. He’d give her a few more minutes. In his mind’s eye he could see her fucking the guy. The actions and sounds of his wife fucking another man was etched in his brain and repeated constantly.

He always thought he had fucked her well. He knew he was kidding himself. He’d have to share her to keep her or she’d slip around behind his back for more cock. That was pretty much what women do!

“Well,” He offered. “Time to go watch the wife fuck… ”

It wasn’t a hundred feet across the parking lot, but he felt like he wanted to sprint the last few yards. He stopped by the door to compose himself. Two aging Church ladies in a parked were eating their hamburgers. They looked looked they were in their eighties and had taken in the whole deal.