The Woods

This story is fictional and features Characters over the age of 18.

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It was one of those warm days where all I could think about was sex. After a fruitless search online I felt the allure of a wood that was nearby. I had often seen several cars parked up outside and I wondered if there was any cruising action to be found. I was so horny, I was willing to give it a try.

I had never actually cruised before, but when you're horny you'll do almost anything for some cock action.

I walked past seven or eight cars and followed the narrow dirt path crowded by trees. Almost immediately I felt conspicuous and wanted to chicken out. A lone man in his twenties with no dog, or any good reason to be walking alone in the woods.

I hadn't walked far and I began to wonder about the wood. It wasn't the typical wood. It wasn't managed or cared for. Paths were narrow and made by the people that visited there. It actually felt like the kind of wood where people cruised for sex.

As if drawn by a magnetic compass and cowardice, I started to arc and head back towards the car park, when in the bushes I spied a guy in his fifties. He wore light coloured trousers and a white shirt, and he held his limp thick cock in his hand. My heart pounded, and I wanted to run away. But I was still hungry for cock.

Picking a route, I navigated slowly towards him through the dense bushes. I still wanted to run away, but before my feet would let me I was staring into the eyes of a man old enough to be my father. His salt and pepper hair was receding and he smelled of cheap aftershave. He was clean shaved, reasonably good looking, and wore a wedding ring. We stood the same height, until he placed a firm hand on my shoulder and guided me to my knees.

His fat flacid cock filled with blood, and his uncut bellend reached for my lips. With his firm hand now at the back of my neck, I opened my mouth and took his cock. I loved the girth and length. The guy was eager and fucked my mouth. Was it wrong to be enjoying being used like this?

I hadn't even unzipped myself, but I was loving this man's cock using my throat for a cunt. I wanted to taste his daddy spunk, and that's what he gave me after several minutes. A torrent of thick bitter cum, shooting in my mouth. A heavy load I gulped and swallowed as he continued cumming.

Finally he pulled his sensitive cock from my mouth and I lusted after its softening girth and length. I wished he'd put it up my ass and fucked me.

Then I heard the snap of twigs behind me to my left. A stocky guy in his forties had watched and he was stroking his hard curved thick horn of a cock that stuck out of his jeans. He made me think of a lorry driver or a Russian mobster. That was the best way to describe him. Short black hair, slightly shorter in height, and hard looking. Menacing sexy looks that were almost generic.

My attention was on the mobster's cock as the daddy zipped up and exited the thicket. I didn't even get to my knees before my head was held and I was tasting the mobster cock. It wasn't as big as the daddy cock, but I sucked it all the same with the fungal taste of daddy spunk on my tongue.

"Do you take?" He asked.

I pulled my mouth off his cock and nodded vehemently. I wanted his six inch cut horn up my ass.

With the rustle of leaves I got to my feet, found a thick arching branch that ran parallel to the ground at hip height, dropped my trousers, and bent over it. I let him do the honours as he knelt down on one knee, pulled my white boxers down, and buried his face between my arse cheeks. I had a fit gym arse and he loved it. He stuck his tongue into my sweet hole and wet me. He wet me in more ways than one as my hard seven inch cock dripped silky sticky web onto the ground.

The mobster ate my ass ferociously and the slight stubble rubbing against my ass cheeks made my balls ache with pleasure.

Then came the moment, as he stood, undid his jeans, spat in his hand and lubed his cock. I braced myself as i glanced behind and watched. His horn of a cock was pointed and grew to a thick stump surrounded by pubic stubble. The tip pressed to my wet fuckhole, and with a slight push he was in me.

His fucking was selfish, but I enjoyed it all the same as he bunny fucked me and bred my ass. I enjoyed it so much I forgot to wank. Then a cock appeared before my face.

A younger guy stood before me. His black shorts were pulled down enough to let his eight inch cock and hairy balls hang out. He was cute with mid-brown coloured hair. Dewy blue eyes and thick eyebrows. He smiled, and I opened my mouth.

So here I was, being spit-roast in a wood. The mobster was nearing the end as his spit wet horn hammered my raw ass and he panted and puffed. But my focus was on the gorgeous meat pushing its way down my throat and sliding back and forth through my lips.

I gagged, and the mobster groaned as his cock twitched and his balls pulsed, and my ass began to fill with his milky seed. He continued to groan and I lost my focus wondering how much cum he was shooting up my ass.

But the young fit guy throat fucked me and I barely noticed the mobster slip his wet cock out of my ass.

I so wanted to have this sexy guy's cum in my ass, but he didn't get a chance as I felt hands upon my hips and a new cock was pushing its way into my cum slut of an ass.

My cum hole was being challenged and I had to see who was trying to fuck me.

I turned my head and peered behind. A short guy with blond receding hair and glasses was trying to get his nine or ten thick uncut inches in my ass. I was immediately attracted to him. He was cute in a professor kind of way. And boy was he surprisingly hung.

The young guy wanted my attention back, and I gave it, sucking like a maniac on his big dick. I wanted him to cum in my mouth so I could focus on this guy trying to get his big dick in my ass. I needed to have him inside me. Call it vanity, but I wanted the conquest of taking probably the biggest dick I'd ever had.

My mouth and tongue did circles on the young guys bellend and it worked as he held my head still and began cumming, Three hot acid blasts of cum sprayed into the back of my throat. His cum was pungent like asparagus, and I swallowed it quickly.

He had the manners to say thanks, put his fabulous cock and balls away, and strode off. I looked on lustily at his fit arse and wished I could have shagged him.

But, back to the mega-hung professor trying to use my ass. I stood upright for a moment and turned to glance back at him again. He was shy and didn't look at me. So I bent over, reached behind and took his cock, and guided the head to my hole.

He had to push hard even though my ass had just been used and was wet with cum.

When the head split my fuckhole open I gripped the branch beneath me and cursed. But I was grateful he didn't stop as inch after inch was loaded into my fuck canal. It seemed to go on forever until I reached a point where I couldn't take anymore of him inside me. Eight, eight and a half, was about all I could take.

The pain subsided after a few seconds and he began fucking me gently. His big dick slid back and forth inside my wet cum-hole, and finally I held my dick and began to wank. I needed to cum the same time as him.

His small delicate hands held my hips softly as I felt each wave of pleasure as his dick slid around inside me. I moaned out loud with appreciation, It was the fuck I needed.

"Are you close?" I asked.

"Yes," came his quiet voice.

His little hairy thighs rubbed against mine and I waited with anticipation for the moment he started cumming inside me. I anticipated his orgasm and tried to hold off on my own, but I was desperate to cum while he was still inside me.

"I'm gonna cum," he finally announced.

I felt his legs tremble, then I felt an almighty surge in my ass. I could literally feel him cumming inside me. It was like being bred by a bull. He came hard and heavy, and didn't disappoint. I too tipped over the edge and began shooting my cum onto the ground.

I reached behind and held onto him. I wanted all of his cum. He pushed in deeper and I took it all. Deeper than any man before as his cock shot its last load.

When he pulled out I felt as though a limb was missing. It had for a while felt like I had a third arm up my ass. I turned and marvelled at the unassuming professors stallion sized cock as it began to droop.

I wanted to ask him for his number, but I daren't.

Finally he did up his chinos, thanked me shyly and walked away.

I was done. My horniness had been fucked out of me. I licked my lips and thought of the men I'd sucked off. Then the wet tingle in my ass reminded me of the great cocks that had fucked me and put all of their cum inside me.

I would return to the wood.