Sauce*Box 19: Survivor

Survivor
by Mark Hodges

HARLY ARRIVED ON the exotic island in a mist of morning rain. With time to spare before her check in, she decided to rent a small car for a tour. Enchanted by the smells and noise of the city, she ventured into the countryside for a hopeful private beach view. The rain now pounded harder, and now the car slipped terribly on the rutted road.

With a grunt and a groan the auto slid to a halt in the ditch. Finally after hours of desperate waiting, she got out in the warm rain to walk the muddy road to town. Her nipples were excitingly hard from her drenching, and even now her khaki mini skirt was dripping wet. She was soaked. She was so glad she had decided to wear her hiking boots with the skirt, with all the mud.

After only a few steps in the muddy road she heard a truck approaching. It slid to a stop, and peering down at her from the large bed of the truck were a large group of young men who had been working in the cane fields. The driver, a huge black islander, at least she seemed 7 feet tall, approached her after stepping from the cab.

"My name is Roul missy, and you look as if you need a ride, yes." His eyes filled with the soaked shirt and the hard nipples. So moments later she climbed into the back of the truck with the sweaty, rainsoaked and bare chested young men. Their eyes were glued to her. With every bump and the bounce of her breast they smiled.

Suddenly they hit a tremendous bump and she stumbled and fell. Every young man had maintained a hard on since her arrival, and the musk and desire was thick in the air. So with her fall a few reached to help before her head landed on the leg of a lad sitting and her hand in finding balance landed on another leg. Except this leg, was also had a hard cock lying there. She breathed heavily as she realized her mouth was resting not only on this ones leg, but his hard on too. She didn"t move, in fact she was smothered with desire for all the pricks at her disposal. Could she take them all? She massaged the cock in her hand, and looked up into the smiling face of the other young man.

A message seemed to be sent. Another was lifting her skirt. Now she was glad she had decided to wear the mini skirt and no panties. She could feel his hands spreading the cheeks of her ass, and the one she could not see pierced her. Not waiting, the young man unzpipped his jeans and her mouth opened for the pecker. Suddenly pricks were out, hard and throbbing. She had one in each hand, and now another appeared at her mouth. She took it, the young cum filled her mouth immediately. Making her mouth even wetter for the next prick. Her cunt was sloushing in cum as the men came inside her. The rubbing felt good.

To her excitement one young man pulled his slipper cock from her cunt, eased into her bottom. She gripped the peckers harder, as he pushed in. Minutes later they had helped her undress as the truck bounced along. She now sat her bottom on one young mans dick, while another slipped his into her pussy. Charly was loving it. Bouncing and and grinding in the rain, drinking the lads cum and sweat. Humping happy.

With the lads spent. She looked around soaked in so much spunk. There must be 15-20 young men. This would be a great vacation. And quickly the truck bounced to a halt. Roul stepped around and viewed the scene. Lifting Charly"s naked body he carried her to a moss laden dale. Stripping naked he stood before her. Charly gazed at the tall man"s ebony cock. Stroking it with her hand she looked into his eyes and his bare black chest.

"Well, Missy you look you had some fun, are you going to let old Roul fuck some of that soft tush.?"

Kneeling she answered by sucking as much as she could of the hugh prick. Now she climbed upon his massive body...and took all of him which seemed more like an arm than a tool of pleasure. It engulfed her and she rode.

She didn"t see the island girl step from the truck...

(To be continued)

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