Sam tapped the brakes and held his foot over the pedal as he watched a deer bounce across the road in front of him. His eyes darted from one side of the road to the other, watching for any others as he drove on into the rapidly darkening evening, down a long forested road.
"I love deer," sighed Theresa as she watched the small doe disappear into the woods. "How much farther do we have to go?"
Glancing at the GPS, Sam replied "Not long, should be just up ahead." Theresa nodded and put on a blindfold. The soft velvet felt warm and soothing as it slipped down over her eyes and she listened to the sound of the engine and the tires on the road behind various random songs on her playlist.
Soon enough, Sam turned on the blinker, bathing the trees in intermittent orange light. He turned off the main road onto a gravel fire road that crunched loudly, causing Theresa's heart to skip a beat at first, then beat rapidly in anticipation. It took only a couple of minutes to reach the gate, with a bit of a cul de sac at the end for folks to turn around.
Several vehicles were already here, their occupants just barely visible in the darkness, but not enough for Sam to make out completely.
He pulled around into the center area closest to the gate, backing up as much as he could, pointed back the way they'd come. As he shut off the engine, he laid his hand on Theresa's thigh and gave it a squeeze. She reached out and clasped his hand, gripping it firmly, almost desperately for a moment.
"Are you ready," Sam asked, with a hint of concern, "or should we take off? There's still time."
Theresa shook her head, releasing Sam's hand as she took a swig from her water bottle.
"Alright, give me a moment," he said, unbuckling his seat belt.
Sam opened the car door, which shut off the music and sent a shiver up Theresa's spine. He stepped out and shut the door with a thud, then stepped around to her side and opened the door. Theresa slipped out of her seatbelt and took Sam's hand before stepping out of the car. Her ample frame looked absolutely stunning in her much beloved zippered pants as she stood up. Opting for the more comfortable shirt this evening, she wore a light teal shirt with a plunging neckline that accentuated her large breasts nicely. The shirt swayed lightly in the breeze as Sam shut the door behind her and helped steer her towards the back of the SUV.
Simultaneously, he popped the trunk, which rose above their heads and bathed the gate and road beyond in a dim light. In the back lay a small mattress, several pillows, a large bag of condoms, and a couple tubes of lube. Sam helped Theresa as she sat on the tailgate and immediately began to reach for Sam's cock. He grinned and pushed himself towards her as she tore at his shorts and pulled them down. The cool night air felt great as his cock flopped out, and Theresa surged forward, her mouth open and tongue out searching for it. She quickly sucked it into her mouth and began to bob up and down on it when they heard the thud of a car door, followed by several more.
Sam watched as the men came around the vehicle, their eyes all immediately drifting down to watch as Theresa expertly sucked away. The sound of belt buckles and zippers was quickly followed by the soft sounds of men warming themselves up.
Pulling away after a moment, Sam teased Theresa a bit, holding his cock just out of reach of her lips as they hunted for him. Her mouth hung open and she whined sadly, pulling at Sam's cock, trying to get it back in. Instead, Sam motioned to a young man off to the side who was sporting an impressively sized cock that was at full mast already.
The man stepped towards Theresa, who heard the crunch of gravel and reached out. The back of her hand brushed just under his cock, which jolted and bucked like a surprised animal. He held it out towards her as she wrapped her soft hand around it, and smiled when she realized she couldn't touch her fingers together. Smoothly, she pulled the young man towards her and slid the cock straight into her waiting mouth. The guy let out a moan in unison with her as cock met throat, and tongue met balls.
Sam sat down on the tailgate next to Theresa and wrapped one arm around her waist, while the other slid up and down her thigh while her head bobbed up and down. He then raised his hand up and pressed it against the back of Theresa's head. She moaned and sunk down onto the cock, sliding its bulk straight down the back of her throat. Sam held her there for several seconds as her tongue danced, until she pulled back forcefully, gasping for air. After 2 or 3 gulps of air, Sam pushed her back down, with his other hand grasping her neck. He smirked as he felt Theresa's throat expand as the cock slid down again.