Lake Spread Eagle Campground

Unsure how you would explain your dirty, partially ripped outfit to school administrators, you decide to head towards the campground. Walking down the path on the right, you follow the road into a thicket of trees where the asphalt turns to dirt and gravel. As you continue down the road, you watch a large passenger van quickly approach and pass you, quickly noting LAKEVIEW COLLEGE painted on the side

About 100 yards from the fork, a tall arching sign announces "LAKE SPREAD EAGLE" as the dirt road continues on for another few hundred feet or so. You can see the lake from where you are with a large cabin directly in front of you and several more arranged in a semi-circle around it, all facing the lake. The place appears deserted, but you can't imagine that's possible in a reality like this so you head for the large, middle cabin in search of people.

Finding the front door open, you amble inside and find something like a mess hall - long, communal dining tables and what looks to be a kitchen in the back. You head that way, hoping for some free food to nosh, but instead find two late 20s women in athletic gear having a conversation. One of them is a blonde, a red cap pulled down tightly over her long hair that hangs to her shoulders while wearing a form-fitting white t-shirt and shorts. Her midriff is barely visible, toned arms and legs on full display. The other is a brunette - a head or so shorter, a smidge curvier. Her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail, but she's wearing the same outfit as her partner. Both girls look ready for a rough fuck that you are more than prepared provide.

Their shirts read "LAKEVIEW COLLEGE DANCE TEAM" in bright red text directly over their tits, as you notice neither one smaller than a DD-cup. You hang around the corner, deciding to remain unseen for a little recon work prior to making your presence known. It'd be nice to know what you and your giant dick are signing up for prior to jumping in feet first.

"Is there enough to get us through the weekend?" the blonde asks, some nervousness obvious in her voice.

"I mean...maybe? If we don't eat any and really ration it out," the brunette replies, clearly reaching. "Most of these girls have eating disorders anyways, so we might be OK. But how did you forget to bring food, Kate?!"

"I don't know! I thought there would be food here already!" Kate complains while stomping her foot petulantly. "It's been years since I've been to this place. They always used to have snacks!"

"God, we are so fired," the brunette mutters.

"Don't say that, Amy!" Kate whines.

"Well, we are!" Amy fires back. "We brought the entire team here, the bus we rented doesn't come back for two days, we didn't bring any food, half the cabins don't even have beds! And this was all your idea!"

"You're just as much in charge as me!" Kate huffs, sounding near rightfully near tears as whatever happened here is clearly her fault. "I'm going to check on the team!" she yells before turning on a dime and storming out past your hiding spot, not giving you even a wayward glance.

Amy loudly sighs. "She's such a bitch sometimes," she mutters under her breath before turning back to the threadbare pantry. Now comfortable appearing from your hiding spot, you approach unaware Amy slowly like the villain in a horror movie. Close enough to smell her fruity shampoo, you take a moment to appreciate her extremely round ass, cheeks peeking out from the bottom of her shorts. Though you typically have a preference for blondes, you find yourself thankful that Amy is the one that stuck around. You reach out one hand and gently tap her on the shoulder. "Uh, hello?"

"EEEEK!" she yelps. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"

"I live here," you lie, assuming she's just dumb enough not to notice your tattered outfit. "Who the fuck are YOU?"

"Oh, Jesus, oh fuck...we didn't...we were just..." Amy stammers in a clear panic. She takes a deep breath before continuing shakily. "I'm a coach with a local dance team. We were just here for a weekend retreat. We thought that no one would be here...."

"So, you wanna stay here? That's fine," you gruffly reply as her shoulders relax. "Gonna have to pay, though." And her face falls once again.

"We don't...we didn't bring any money," she says, eyes struggling to meet your gaze. "We didn't think anyone would be here." She also fails to notice the growing bulge in your pants as you inch closer and closer to her.

"Well I'm here. But thas' alright. Other ways to pay a bill," you offer, reaching around to grab a thick handful of her ass through her shorts. She gasps as her body is pulled close to yours, hardening cock pressed against her thigh.

"Oh, I don't think...we can figure something else out, right?" You can see the trepidation in her face while she impotently squirms, unable to break your tight grasp.

"Nope, this works," you gruffly grunt, pulling her tighter, rubbing your cock against her thigh. Your hand moves from groping her ample ass up to grab a handful of her tits. Digging your fingers in with no concern for her comfort, Amy winces at the rough treatment.

"OK, um, you got a good feel. Is that...is that all?" she asks, gently pushing away from your body.

"Fuck no," you reply in a deep monotone as you let her go. Released from your grasp, she backs away, but can't find a way past you to the exit. You pull your pants down to reveal your heavy cock in all its glory and Amy's eyes open wide as saucers. Her gaze is locked on your fat rod while her mouth hangs slightly agape, seemingly entranced by your cock. It was like that slutty nurse in the van - what's-her-name- and can't help but wonder if this delusion might actually be reality. Maybe everyone DOES want to suck your cock....

"It's...it's huge," she manages after staring wordlessly for several seconds. Her hand reaches out gingerly for a touch, but she pulls back in reticence. "But I really don't think this is a good idea...."

You exasperatedly sigh and grab her shoulders, quickly and roughly pushing her down to her knees on the wood-paneled floor. "Get to work. I ain't got all day," you grunt. She looks up at you for any signs of mercy, and finds only a steely, resolute gaze, arms crossed over your chest. Resigned to her fate, she opens her mouth and slowly moves forward to take you in. Patience wearing thin, you literally take matters into your own hands and grab the back of her head, pulling her forward and impaling her pink lips with your dick.

"Time to pay up, slut," you growl, pulling her down.

"MMMM MMMMPH!" Amy is predictably caught off guard by the sudden invasion, but she makes no attempt to stop your ingress. Taking that as your signal not to hold back, you waste no time and start to fuck her face. Pumping both your hips and arms at a quick pace, your back hunches slightly in an effort to fill her throat with as much cock as possible.

"GUCK SHLUCK GUCK GLUTCH GUCK GUCK". She's not a professional by any stretch, but Amy handles herself fairly well. Only about half of your ten-inch cock makes its way into her mouth. She sucks hard, moving her tongue around in a haphazard but effective manner. With every passing second, the blowjob gets sloppier with your dick soon coated in bubbles and saliva. What Amy can't swallow drips down onto her threadbare t-shirt and drawing your attention to her all-star tits. You release her head, and she immediately pops up to take advantage of the reprieve.

But before she has a chance to gather herself, or her thoughts, you've grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and yanked it upwards, leaving it up around her neck. Finding a black sports bra underneath, you yank that up next and watch as her tits drop free with a *FLOP*. You grab her tits and shove your dick between, already sufficiently lubed for a titfuck, and resume pumping.

"Oh, oh, oh, ugh!" Amy can only brace herself for the ride - dick poking at her chin with each thrust and haphazard red marks striping both breasts. Watching her struggle only makes you pump harder while her gaze shifts between the energetic dick and your stern face. When she looks back down again, you push past the top of her boobs, and push back into her mouth.

"Fuck yeah! Suck it!" you yell as your head tilts backwards. "Grab your tits! Push them together!" you bark. She obeys, shoving her wet, pre-cum covered, tits together alluringly. You don't lose a step, resuming the earlier face-fucking at the same pace and intensity, and happy to find that your stamina is greatly increased. Enjoying every second, it feels as though you could do this for hours - steadily pumping Amy's face, spraying her with load after load.

"Don't stop, don't stop!" you cry out, going as fast as your hips and arms will allow. Even if she can't fully swallow you, Amy's throat takes a pounding while emitting low gurgles and gags. Her face is a wet mess while her legs kick up and down in muted frustration. The longer it goes, you only seem to get more energy while Amy starts to fade. After more than five minutes of face-fucking, her legs are still as her arms hang limply at her sides, basically reduced to a FleshLight with tits.

"Yes, yes, take it, YESSSSSS!" Letting loose, Amy can only react by widening her tired eyes as you unleash a deluge of cum. Still pumping furiously, you watch Amy struggle to manage your mammoth load. Swallowing too slowly, it seeps from the sides of her mouth to drip down her chin. Once drained, you let her go and she slides off your cock to the floor with a THUD, breasts squashed beneath her. You smile at your good work, and leave her there for some well-earned rest.

Thinking about "debts" yet to be paid, you pull your pants back up and head back out towards camp in search of blonde bombshell Kate, and some more fun....