Gangbanged In The Country - Sex Stories

Gangbanged In The Country

... before she began to cum again, this time more ferociously than before. “Aaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaarrrrgghh! Aaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaarrrrgghh! I’m cuuuuummming!” The young man pumped just as fiercely into her. He moaned and cried out. His mighty muscle clenched then repeatedly pumped and he emptied his load into the maw of her cunt. Becky collapsed forward onto his chest and lay there exhausted. The mature man finally disturbed them. “Time for a drink,” he told them. When Becky rolled over on the bed the man stood there with a tray of glasses. He passed her a glass. She gulped the cold drink down, lay back with her powerful thirst quenched, and relaxed. Then in a minute or so she fell into a deep sl**p. Becky was dragged from the depths of her dreams by a hand gently but persistently shaking her. She woke slowly. A young woman stood by the bed with a tray set with a wonderful smelling cooked breakfast. Becky sat up and dragged the sheet up over her breasts. She suddenly remembered the name of the young woman; yes it was Bev, the person who had helped her with her car. ...

... “Hello sl**py head,” said Bev smiling. “How long have I been asl**p?” Becky enquired. “You’ve been here two days and your car is fixed at last,” Bev replied. “Two days!” “Yes, you must have been more tide than you thought,” Bev told her. Bev sat on the edge of the bed while Becky ate ravenously. After the meal Bev suggested to Becky she shower before checking out the work her b*****r Rory had done on the car. Under the shower Becky noticed that her pubic hair had disappeared, the skin on her lower belly clean and soft. She didn’t remember doing that. In fact she couldn’t remember much of anything of the last couple of days. Bev was right; she must have been tired. Becky was certainly pleased with her car. It was perfect and she couldn’t thank the b*****r and s****r enough for their hospitality. As she drove away they waved. Bev called to Becky “come back and stay with us soon” as the car moved off. Gee these country people are so very nice to their guests Becky thought as she drove off down the rode. It wouldn’t hurt us city folks to be nicer to them some times!