Slut At the Mining Camp [F18] [Group]

This is a pick your own ending! Vote for what you would rather read and I’ll follow up with a new story!

My boyfriend went mining in the Yukon last summer. It was a small crew of his buddies mining on his uncle’s leases—*apparently*, there was some trace gold, which was a good sign that they could hit paydirt—the uncle had mined the property back in the 80s but hadn’t ever returned to dig out deeper shafts to run more dirt. The uncle had offered a pretty fair split—15% royalty of the gold that the guys’ pulled from the ground. So while I was sad to see him go for so long, I knew this sacrifice could set us up for the rest of our lives.

3 months in though, I started to feel … the simplest way to put it is …. *desperate* to be tied up and railed. I can take care of myself usually (glass wand? anal plug? easy), but really, only for so long without welcoming a warm cock into my bed. So I booked a flight to the wilderness to get lucky.

The boys had a pretty lean set up at camp — trailers, some bunkies, a rough shod mess cabin — but everything was organized and their mine was humming along—with the bigger equipment, they were getting deeper into the paydirt and were digging chunky boulders from the ground along an ancient waterway—the alluvial gold, and chunkier nuggets settled on the riverbed and were waiting to be plucked from the ground. Everyone had a job: Mike loading the dirt into the bucket; Seb hauling the bucket to the sluice, Craig washing the paydirt; Noah, my partner, was the site foreman—he had spent summers mining other leases with his uncle, so knew how to keep the operation going.

Noah had picked me up the evening before at an airfield about 45 minutes away from the mine—we didn’t waste any time getting reacquainted; as soon as we turned onto the dirt road to the mine, he unbuckled his pants to release his cock — it was already stiffening and the head was glistening with his cum. I leaned over the stick-shift to get myself into a position where I could wrap my tongue around the head of his cock—tasting that first salty taste of precum, swirling his slickness down to the base of his shaft; I could feel Noah’s right hand start to grab at the base of my head—he applied some pressure to encourage me to take his cock deeper into my mouth.

I complied; I took his whole cock into my mouth—laying the base of his cock against my tongue and pressing the head up towards the back of my throat. I was a little nervous—I’d never been facefucked while driving before, but also, I didn’t want to die in a car wreck in the remote Yukon with a dick down my throat. Noah still had his hand pressed down on the back of my head and I could feel his cock pulsating—I relaxed my throat totally to take his cock in as deep as it would go. He bucked suddenly against my face and released his load straight down my throat.

When we arrived at camp, the guys all greeted me with hugs and kisses on the cheeks. They must have been able to smell the cum because I caught Seb winking as he poked Noah in the side.

So the bunky had two small rooms for bunk beds off of a small room that acted as a chill zone; the main mess hall had a kitchen, and a main room with a couch, television and long table for eating; there was also a smaller room off to the side—kind of ‘the master’ bedroom of the site—Noah had called dibs early on as the site forman, but had had to vacate when Craig’s girlfriend had come to the site for a week—it was kind of an understanding among the group: if you were mining all summer, you got to fuck your girl in private if she showed up—well private as possible—there was nothing stopping the guys from hanging out in the main mess hall and stroking themselves along to your session.

I was the only girlfriend to visit in a few weeks—so Noah had been able to dress up the place for my arrival. He warned me that he would be really busy—he couldn’t just stop mining to fuck me for my whole stay, so I knew that I would have to keep myself occupied for most of the day. I had planned, though, to make as much of the time as possible between his shifts.

I also knew that I wanted to involve the rest of the guys. Noah and I were no strangers to group sex; we fucked another couple on the regular in full on swaps. I knew Noah loved to see me filled up with cum—as soon as he saw a glisten of another mans cum drip from my pussy, he grabbed my hips to fill me up with his own cock.

Next chapter choices:

1. boyfriend fucks me solo
2. straight to the sloppy group shit

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10 comments

  1. Definitely the group stuff, but maybe the boyfriend (Foreman) has her tease his friends as encouragement to keep working harder and harder, with a suggestion of play hard later. This eventually scales up and then we get to the good stuff?

  2. One on one first, especially with the set up that it’s accepted that they sit and stroke. Drag it out, good writing.

  3. Definitely the group stuff. The more cum, the better. She should be drenched and filled up with as much spunk as possible.

  4. Group would be interesting, but make the scene longer next time. Foreman Boyfriend came almost as soon as he took it out.

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