by: mwminct – check him out on Squirt.org!
When I first got my license, I found there were other places to hook up with guys besides the park that I had been using for meeting guys. Driving by the rest areas, I noticed a lot of activity. I could see guys walking into the woods at these rest areas, far too many to be just peeing in the woods, and thought that maybe there was something going on…and I needed to check it out.
With the usual butterflies in the stomach (I always felt this when I went out looking for a random hookup), I took the car out and drove to a rest area near me. I didn’t really know how it worked but assumed it was similar to the park – park the car and wait until I saw a guy walk into the woods, then follow him in and see what happens.
I parked my car and waited. I was already quite excited about this new possibility, and it sure showed in my crotch…I was so hard and was worried that it was going to be very visible when I got out of the car. I was hoping that no one would notice – or at least, not until I got to the tree line! My cock was so hard, and it made quite a tent in the shorts I had chosen to wear, especially since I had gone commando. My nipples were quite hard, too, and they showed under my thin, tight T-shirt, which outlined my boobs very well. My legs were hairless and smooth, showing off my skin that had just a bit of late spring tan. With my hair loose and flowing just beyond my shoulder, I could easily be mistaken for a girl…just the look I wanted.
There were already a few cars parked in the lot, but only one was occupied. I tried to make eye contact with the driver, who appeared to be older, perhaps in his 40s or 50s. It was difficult, because he was parked about four spaces away, and there was another car parked between us. I could tell he was looking over toward me and moved my head around a bit while looking his way, hoping he’d notice. While I was trying to get his attention, another car entered the lot…and he pulled up right between us, on my passenger side. He was an older man as well, dark-haired and thickly bearded. He looked at me and smiled, and quickly got out of his car and started heading for the woods.
“Time to go,” I thought to myself, and I got out of my car and locked it. Nervous and excited, I turned towards the woods and headed in the direction he had gone. As I got to the edge of the woods, I could see him pausing about thirty feet in, standing by a tree, turned towards me. The leaves were out, and it was hard to see what he was doing, but it appeared that he had his hand on his crotch. I entered the woods and headed toward him. As I was approaching, he turned away from me and started walking further into the woods. There was a chain-link fence ahead, which surrounded the rest area, marking the edge of the state property. He was making his way towards a break in the fence that someone had cut, making a hole through which one could pass to go deeper into the brush. I followed, wondering just how far he was going to walk. I had heard a car door slam closed as I followed him, but glancing back, I couldn’t see much, due to the leaves. I kept walking.
As I passed through the fence, I became aware of the sounds of others, off to the sides of the faint trail. There was whispering – too faint to make out what was being said, but the occasional soft moans were a giveaway as to what was going on. I was really becoming excited, knowing these guys were playing in the woods in the broad daylight! The trees and the laurel bushes provided just enough cover to hide the action, but anyone venturing into the woods could hear the action.
I was slowly gaining on the man I was following. He seemed to be aware of me following him and would pause momentarily when the faint trail he was following would come to a fork. A few yards from the hole in the fence, he paused and began walking to one of these side trails, glancing back to see if I was following. I followed the fork, and after a few steps, lost sight of him. I kept walking and realized he had slipped into a tiny clearing in the center of some heavily-leaved laurel bushes. He was standing there, looking at me, smiling, hand on his crotch, the outline of his cock showing through his tight pants.
I took a deep breath and walked towards him. I said, “Hi,” and he immediately pulled me to him and began kissing me. His tongue pushed into my mouth and began probing as his hands slipped under my shirt, pulling it up. My head was spinning, and I felt him begin to fondle my boobs as he was grinding his crotch against mine. He broke the kiss long enough to get my shirt off, then told me to get on my knees and take out his cock. I sank to my knees, eager to taste him, wanting to see what was inside his pants. I fumbled hurriedly at his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and his cock popped out, with no underwear covering him. As soon as his cock popped out, his hands went to my head, pushing me to his hard cock. He said, “Now suck it, like a good girl,” and pulled me to him. His rock-hard cock slipped into my mouth, and I began running my tongue around the soft skin on his mushroom head. He had a decently-sized cock, about six inches long and fairly thick. My lips gripped his shaft as he pulled me closer, and he began pumping his hips slowly, holding my head, with his hands positioned on either side. “Yeah, that’s it, let me fuck your mouth,” his cock going deeper with each thrust. After a few pumps, I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat. I took a breath, and let it slip into my throat. “Fuck, yeah!” he said, and held my head until I began to struggle, then he finally pulled back briefly, so I could take a breath. I breathed in deeply, and he pushed back into my throat, holding me there again. “Take it, cock-sucker! You know you want it!” he said, filling my throat. He pulled back briefly again to let me breathe, and as he slipped back in, I could hear leaves rustling… He continued this, and in the back of my mind, I was wondering what I had heard. I was too enthralled by servicing this man’s desire to care but was excited by the thought of someone else nearby.
“Keep sucking this cock, bitch,” he said roughly and continued to fuck my throat. “Like to watch?” he said, and I was confused until I felt a hand on my naked back. Someone was touching me…I was scared and turned on at the same time. The guy fucking my mouth apparently liked someone watching, because he increased his pace. I tasted some pre-cum as he drew back, and I could feel his cock beginning to twitch. His ball sack was up against my face, and I could feel it drawing up. I knew that meant he was close…I needed another breath, but I felt his cock throb as he drove it deeper. The hand that was on my back had now slipped down under the waist of my pants, between my ass-cheeks. He began to shoot a load in my throat, as the guy behind me found my hole and started rubbing a finger against it. My head began to spin from a lack of oxygen, but he kept cumming and cumming, and the other guy pushed his finger into my ass-pussy. “Yeah, fuck, yeah,” the first guy was saying. “Take my cum, bitch! Drain my balls!” he said as the last of his cum shot from his cock. He pulled back, and I almost collapsed, holding his legs and keeping my ass high up for whoever was behind me. The first guy’s cock was dripping the last of his cum onto my face as I looked up at him. He put his hand under my chin and held it up towards him, wiping the last traces of cum onto my face. “Thanks…that was pretty good,” he said as started to zip up.
I was panting and struggling to hold myself up, still on all fours, as the guy behind me reached around and cupped my boobs. His hands lingered there briefly, then began to pull at my shorts, bringing them down to above my knees. I felt him spread my cheeks, and he began to knead them and spread them wide. I then felt something wet…his tongue…lightly teasing my hole. I jumped at first, and my hole clenched in surprise, but quickly relaxed as he gently massaged my ass-pussy with his tongue and fingers. He would alternate between licking me and pushing against me gently with his finger, until my hole relaxed and he gently slid his finger inside. He worked it slowly, and I could hear him breathing heavily as he pushed it deeper. He pulled it out and licked me again, and at this point, I was beginning to tremble from the feeling. His finger returned, and as he pushed in, I could feel another finger working its way inside of me.
He continued this for a bit, with his tongue, then his fingers, going deeper and deeper each time. I was still not very experienced with penetration, and quite tight. Still, I could feel his tongue getting in deeper than I thought was possible. Then he stopped, and lifted one of my knees, pulling my shorts. He slipped them over my knee, then pulled up the other knee and slipped them down, then off me completely. He pushed my thighs apart, and I felt him straddle me. Lowering himself now, I felt the tip of his cock press against my hole. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed slowly until I felt his cock pop in past my hole. It hurt a bit at first, and he went slowly, but as his cock began to slip in deeper, I felt the blissful feeling of being filled, and pushed back into him. I heard him gasp – the first sound I had heard from him besides his breathing -, and he began pumping his cock deeper and deeper. I was moaning softly now, trying not to make too much noise, but I was sure anyone nearby could hear me as this unknown guy was fucking me here in the bushes. I felt like such a slut, letting some guy I hadn’t even seen fuck me, as well as having the first guy use my mouth. I was in slut heaven!
He pumped his cock inside of me for just a few minutes, when I felt him getting close. His hands wrapped around my neck now, and he slipped one under my chin, drawing my head back. It was almost like he was going to choke me. I was too far into this to care…I wanted him to cum, so I could feel his seed inside of me. I kept thinking of how dirty this was, letting some guy use me like a cheap whore, and getting more and more turned on by it. My limp cock was swinging as he fucked me, and I could feel drips of pre-cum landing on my legs and torso as my cock swung around. The hand under my chin tightened, almost cutting off my air, but I wanted to see how far I could go before stopping him. He continued to piston his cock deeper and deeper as he tightened his grip on my throat. Then he grunted and pushed balls-deep, releasing his pent-up desire and his cum deep in my pussy. His grip on my throat relaxed, and I was thankful, but oddly disappointed that he hadn’t gone just a little longer. The threat of choking oddly turned me on, and I felt I could have gone a little farther before I had to breathe. (I would later be thankful he stopped when he did…I looked in the mirror when I got back to the car, and saw faint marks that were fading quickly. That would have been hard to explain!)
Once he finished, he drew back, and I could feel the wetness as some of his cum leaked out of me. He stood and turned slightly as I got to my knees. Completely naked now, I recognized him as the guy whose attention I had been trying to attract when the first guy pulled in. Looking around, I saw we had had an audience. There were three other guys standing around inside this little clearing, and they had been jerking off the whole time. I got to my feet, feeling ashamed and slutty as they all turned and began to walk away; the guy who had fucked me joined them. I got dressed and paused, as I didn’t want to walk back out until they had returned to their cars.
I walked back down the trail slowly, going back through the fence. There was a guy standing between the fence and the edge of the woods, and he gave me a knowing look. I quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed, as I just knew he had to know what I did in the woods…but I was so turned on by the thought, too! I made my way back to the lot, and saw only three other cars in the lot besides my own. Two of them were occupied, one with a couple (M/F) and one with a man. Did they know what I was doing back there? Probably, I thought, and hurried to get in my car and drive away, savouring that thought. I drove home and masturbated, reliving the whole slutty experience.
