Ass Sex by the Gator Hole

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Ass Sex by the Gator Hole

In rural areas where high culture is distant and recreational opportunities seem fewer there are still some advantages to life out in the sticks. Most people would love to have the opportunity to go to a remote creek and swim in a pretty setting. In the thickets around my neck-of-the-woods, one has the freedom to collect blackberries, set up a target and blast away with any manner of firearm, fish in a slough that is teaming with bass, sun bathe without a stich on, or set up picnics or parties in a beautiful setting. 

If I were a better writer I could describe some gatherings with interesting skinny dipping complete with frustrated guys and their erections caused by the shapely nude girls next to them, often thigh-deep in the water. Even those times when the get together only included nudity and no sex, there were many sexual overtones and undercurrents that a better writer would be able to convey. But I’m going to write of a more overt sexuality on the sparse white sand by a swimming hole.

Henry, Jorge, and I had been friends for over six months.  I had dated Henry some and we had already had a variety of sex together. Jorge and I had never dated or kissed or even seen each other in the all-together (naked). But he was very close to Henry and knew of my less-than-prim-and-proper reputation. The three of us decided to go down to the Choctaw Creek gator hole to swim and enjoy the sunny weather. There are lots of gators in Mississippi and only the northeast counties are mostly gator-free but this large creek had no known alligators in spite of the name of the swimming spot. Most of the creek’s pools were too shallow for swimming but there was this one good place where the water got about seven feet deep and you had room to swim a dozen yards before getting into the shallows.

We made it down to a little gravel bar that adjoined a small sand bar and we spread out supplies: suntan lotion, insect repellant, picnic ground cloth, a cooler, a Smith & Wesson 22, and some beach towels. Jorge and Henry got right to work picking up small flat rocks and skipping them across the water’s surface. They could really skip those rocks but somehow I was less-than-impressed. I said, “Let’s swim”. They looked at me and I undid güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri my camper-style khaki shorts and dropped them. They caught on and started shedding their clothing. My top was a sun halter that offered a bit of support without a bra so when I pulled it off I was bare-bosomed and standing in just my skimpy briefs. I waited for the guys to get nude before I pulled off my panties. The strong sun felt great on my bare body and it was exciting to show myself in the hot honest brightness.

Jorge’s real name was George but his nickname had become the Spaniard version of George. He had a nice physique, a cute smile, but he was not handsome in the classic sense. Henry was very handsome but had less impressive muscles. Jorge had an erection instantly from sizing up my nude body. Floppy and flaccid Henry went back to skipping a few more rocks. I went into the cool water followed by Jorge and finally by Henry.

We got into some horseplay and Henry lifted me out of the water. The initial playful contact soon changed to bobbing my boobs at the waterline, rubbing my bottom, and soon he was kissing me. Now his erection equaled Jorge’s. Who was standing inches away but had not yet touched me. I told Henry that Jorge was here too and I should show him some polite attention. Henry gently pushed me toward his friend and I put my arms around his shoulders as he stood in about four feet of water. I really liked his muscles and he had one of the best builds I had ever seen. He started feeling up my bust and my bottom. I felt up the muscles in his ass and soon his balls and his hard-on.

The three of us exited the water and the unspoken understanding was that we three were going to get into it. I was at my most fertile time of the month and not on the pill. But Henry seemed frustrated by just hand job and blow job actions so I relented for some backdoor play.

Soon I felt Henry’s pole pushing at my rectum as I was on my knees on a beach towel with my shoulders down at the edge of the sand. He pulled back before he achieved an insertion. He wet his finger and slid it up inside my ass and fingered me for a minute before returning to positioning his cock for going inside my ass. It was unusual to feel such a strong canlı poker oyna sun on my asshole but soon Henry successfully slid his meat up inside me. Now I had the sensation of feeling Henry moving his dick around up inside my colon and the knowledge of Jorge’s eyes looking at the insertion from just inches away.

My ass started getting a good fucking. My position changed after a couple of minutes and I went down flat on my tummy as Henry continued to bang my buttocks. It felt good, it felt real good but it was not something that would bring me to orgasm like vaginal sex can even without clitoral stimulation. The twin sensations were: right at my asshole where the base of his shaft stretched me and … much deeper in my guts where the end of his cock played.

My face and shoulders were off the towel and in the sand as Henry kept fucking me. My tits were pressed into the sand just forward of the edge of the towel I was getting banged off of. He was now covered in sweat and his masculinity was pounding me into the sandbar but it did feel good overall. If anyone had come down the trail for a secluded skinny dip, they would have seen Henry fucking away and would have first thought it was regular sex instead of anus stretching. Henry’s knees were between mine as the front of his hips were bouncing my butt and his meat kept sliding back and forth between my ass cheeks for several minutes more. He pulled out after leaving a deposit of his cum deep inside me.

I arose to my hands and knees and Jorge put his knees between my upper calves and started guiding his cock up into my intestines. I was soon back down flat on my tummy again but this time my legs were spread wider and the dynamic was a little different. Jorge’s dick seemed a tad thicker and his balls hung lower. I could feel his balls clanging against my pussy as his dick was sliding in and out of my ass. His balls did not hang low enough to slap against my clit as they would have if we had vaginal sex in this position but his large testicles still felt good hitting the part of my pussy closest to my rectum.

Jorge was now in a grunting, a****l-like state as he kept fucking my asshole, sweating, and sometimes having to re-insert his cock. His pull-backs created something internet casino of a vacuum in my colon and that sensation was quickly followed by him thrusting his cock up to its hilt and I felt the intimacy of sharing my body with this new guy who was zoned out fucking away. His masculine sweat was mixing with my feminine perspiration and his flesh was inside me making for a sweet joining of our bodies. It was rough and raw sex and yet a tender moment at the same time.

He seemed to alternate between a series of quick short thrusts followed by a couple of long pull-backs and push-ins. As he approached his climax he got even more pig-like and primitive and his grunts and moans got loud. I was zoned out too from the continuous fucking and if a swarm of mosquitos had surrounded my face I probably would not have noticed.

When he pulled out lots of his cum and probably some of Henry’s poured out too. I didn’t want any sperm swimming upstream from the cum that ran down into the entrance to my vagina so I made myself get up and go back into the water where the cooler temp H2O would stop the 98 degree sperm mobility. I liked Henry and Jorge but not enough to have their baby. I would never part with a developing baby inside me but I have no qualms about squashing sperm.

The two guys had climaxed and I hadn’t but I was more satisfied than they. The boys kept fondling and fingering my body for the next 45 minutes. They loved getting their fingers up inside my slit and I was bemused at their fascination. They would spread my pussy as best they could and look up inside and keep spreading and looking as if they were to find something of value. The super bright light showed every vein, capillary, and little bump on my mammary glands but they stayed entranced by my big jugs and both fellas continued to fondle, heft, and suck my tits. I finally cried uncle and told them I wanted out of the sun. It had been a great adventure but I was spent.

After I was all dressed and ready to hike the five minutes back to the jeep a feeling came over me and I had to visit the thicket and relieve my banged bowels of a little more boy juice and some GI tract processed food that had suddenly moved down the line. I found a proper spot for taking care of that call of nature.

Back on the trail with the guys, they seemed genuinely sad that I was wearing clothing and pined for my nudity to be back on full display. They were such nice horny boys. The two of them were both sweet and nice. I really love it when nice guys eagerly fuck me.
 

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