Four lumberjacks have their way with me
Walking alone in the woods, a young woman encounters four eager lumberjacks...
Ever since moving to my little homestead in New England, I’d developed a new routine for myself. At the end of each day, I’d wander through the property for a while, taking stock of my new life. I’d walk the fence around my property, stopping to inspect the growing garden and check up on my chickens. As dusk came, I’d take a moment to myself to watch the sunset, appreciating the new life I’d built.
In the summer, I came to take these sunset walks in nothing but a pair of old jeans. Few things felt more freeing than slipping off my shirt and unhooking my bra at the end of a hard day’s work. And after all, aside from when I had friends visiting, I was alone for miles in each direction – so there was no one to see as I let the summer sunshine warm my bare breasts.
To be honest, I also got a little secret enjoyment at the sight of myself in the mirror as I slipped my top off each afternoon. My whole life, my mother and sisters had hounded me to eat more food and let go of the need to be so skinny. Despite the hard work each day, homestead cooking had done wonders for my figure. I couldn’t help but admire the curves of my hips and the way my already-ample breasts seemed to be growing even bigger.
During one of my soothing sunset walks, though, I learned that I wasn’t quite as alone as I thought. I was leaning against a fence, gazing out on the golden light, when I felt them – two hands on either one of my hips. My heart immediately leapt into my throat, fear seizing my body. My breathing froze completely as the hands slowly guided themselves up my chest.
“Relax.”
The voice was deep, firm, and oddly soothing. Working their way up my sides, both hands reached my breasts, cupping and rubbing them gently. Slowly, my breathing returned, shallow and weak. Turning around to gaze upon the owner of this husky voice, I was met with a pair of fierce grey eyes, sitting atop a bearded face worn by years of work outside. To my further surprise, though, I saw that there wasn’t just one intruder – three other similarly burly men stood just behind him.
As I sat in a paralyzed state between dread and anticipation, I kicked myself for being so distracted by the sun that I didn’t even hear this posse approach. Trying to think where they could have come from, I vaguely recalled the radio mentioning lumberjacks completing a forest clearing operation in the nearby woods this week. My rambling thoughts, though, were quickly cut short by a pair of thick lips pressing into my own, followed by the gentle intrusion of a powerful tongue down my throat.
My mind went blank as I lost myself in this kiss, instinctually pressing my tongue back against his. If my rational brain were functioning, it would surely tell me that allowing four strangers to fuck me raw in the woods was a bad idea. But for once, I allowed myself to abandon thought and let my impulses take over. As the stranger broke away from our kiss, I felt my body ache in anticipation.
Turning me around, the lumberjack’s hands guided my own onto the fence, leaving me bent over before him. Next, his hands dropped down below my hips, gently unbuttoning my jeans from behind. As the zipper came down, he slowly slid the denim off my hips, whispering an audible fuck as he ran his fingers over my soft curves. Soon, my panties dropped down to my ankles too, a glistening hint of moisture left on them.
Facing the fence, I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. His cock paused just against my pussy, rubbing me gently as I grew more and more wet. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he slid inside me, forcing a whimper from my mouth.
From the first thrust, I could tell this man was one of the biggest I’d ever taken. Every push felt like it was pressing deep into my stomach, emitting ecstatic waves of pleasure through my body. As he gripped my sides harder and built up a powerful rhythm, my labored breathing morphed into an equally rhythmic series of moans.
There were no words exchanged between us as this lumberjack used my body, his hands locked around my hips, making clear that I wasn’t going anywhere. Out in the woods, this fuck was too natural, too primal for words. As his powerful cock drove deep into me with each thrust, I felt my core tense and seize, my entire body driven to sheer pleasure. The soft slaps of our skin hitting against each other was broken only by my desperate pleas for more and his increasingly aggressive moans.
Just as I felt my legs begin to start quiver and shake, I heard an overwhelming sigh of pleasure behind me as my pussy flooded with hot cum. His hands holding me close, I felt his cock twitch with every drop, shooting more and more cum deep in my body. Squeezing my pussy and moving my hips back and forth, I made sure to drain my lumberjack completely.
As we stood there for a moment, his sweaty chest pressed against my back, I lost all sense of the world. It was only his cool lips kissing my shoulder that brought me back to reality – specifically, that there were another three men waiting for their turn at my pussy. As the first man slipped out of me, I assumed the same position as before, my hands grabbing the fence before me. My body may have already felt damn sore, but my spirit was still aching for another round.
Within just a few moments, another pair of hands suddenly grabbed my hips. These ones felt much less gentle than the first, and I gritted my teeth. Sure enough, there was no waiting around this time. Almost immediately, the second man thrust his cock into my pussy, already lubed with a mix of cum and my own soaking wetness. I gasped sharply – if anything, this dick was even bigger than the first.
This time, the thrusts were more violent, a hint of anger with each one, as if this man had waited a long time for such a release. To my own surprise, the thought of allowing him to let go like this filled me with a deep satisfaction. The feeling only added to the pleasure I felt his cock press deep into my stomach, resulting in the same electric pleasure building in my body.
By now, I was moaning a pathetic fuck fuck fuck with every stroke. The endearing softness of the first man was replaced by brutal, hard dominance. Rather than resist, though, I gave in completely, allowing his aggression to grow and grow, turning my body over to him.
As my entire body tensed and shook in reaction, my hands slipped off the fence. I caught myself on the turfy grass below me. The man, lost in his own grunts and moans, barely seemed to notice, continuing to drill my pussy over and over.
My ass remained arched in the air, but my face was now pressed against the grass, my mind almost delirious with carnal pleasure. I continued to let a string of expletives out of my mouth as I grabbed and clawed at the grass around me, feeling like I almost couldn’t handle another second. Just as my mind seemed to be on the verge of cracking, though, my body took over. A crashing wave, building deep in my stomach, hit me with such violence that my muscles began to spasm and shake. In between tears, I let out a series of screams as my orgasm electrified me.
Despite treating me like a piece of meat, witnessing my pleasure now seemed enough to send my opponent over the edge, his own orgasm flooding into me with the same power his thrusts had. Pushing his hard dick inside as far as it would go, I felt every twitch and convulsion of his release. Exhausted, he collapsed onto me, driving us both down into the grass. We lay there for a moment, our sweat mixing together, the last rays of the day shining against our bodies.
Before long, the man picked himself up, leaving me broken and disheveled on the ground. I was so lost in my body that my senses barely registered anymore, and I didn’t see where he walked off to. The next thing I remember was the third man whispering in my ear, politely asking if he could still fuck me. My own words surprised me.
“Fuck yes. Please.”
I barely remember the next two men, my limp body lying on the grass, completely subservient to their needs. Only flashes are still with me. The third man having a cute, young charm to him, enjoying playing with my nipples as he softly fucked me. The fourth man laughing at the thought of entering a pussy with three loads already dumped into it, and preferring to gently fuck my throat instead. The last thing I remember before I passed out was a warm load slowly sliding down my throat, tasting surprisingly sweet. A well-deserved treat for a girl like me.
When I came to, I was being placed down gently on the couch on my porch, absolutely naked except for a big fuzzy blanket wrapped around me. A pair of lips brushed against my cheek in a surprisingly intimate manner. Before I drifted back off to sleep, I heard a voice, which I hazily registered as the first lumberjack to fuck me.
“Sleep tight. See you tomorrow.”