Head Home

Once Scott had decided that it was getting late in the afternoon and they needed to start “breaking down” their camp, the other two men untied their bound captives. The naked women stood up, lolling their heads and rubbing their shoulders. They were trying to work the kinks out of their muscles after being immobilized for so long.

Joseph walked up with two beers from the cooler, which the females chugged down. It had been hours since either woman had consumed any type of liquid. Not counting sperm, of course. He brought out two more beers, and although the nude damsels popped the tops and took a sip, they did not drain the cans this time.

“On behalf of myself and my associates,” Scott told the nymphs, “Thank you very much for a most enjoyable interlude.”

The eyes of the taller of the two women, the blonde, searched Scott’s face, then flickered across Joseph’s and James’s. Looking back at the older man, she hesitated before asking in a soft voice, “No collars?”

“Afraid not,” Joseph answered in a soft, but deep, voice. “We’re basically just Day Trippers.”

“Per…” the small brunette coughed, trying to clear her throat. “Perhaps we’ll… we’ll see you next weekend?”

Her voice was scarcely more than a whisper. Which was not surprising; she’d had a hard cock shoved in and out of her throat all day. Ever since around ten o’clock. No wonder she was hoarse.

“Perhaps,” Scott nodded. Then, after a moment’s pause, said. “But we need to put our gear away and head back to the city. You two should scurry along to the ladies’ locker room and get dressed. It will be getting dark soon.”

James gave the brunette a playful but hard swat on her small, firm ass, as if to emphasize Scott’s words.. The skinny brunette jumped and let out a gasp. But when she turned her head to look at the man whose cock she had sucked so thoroughly and several times, there was a twinkle in her eyes and a shy smile on her face.

The women strolled off, still holding their unfinished beers and exchanging excited whispers. With an occasional giggle.

*****

About an hour later, the white van crawled down the single-lane concrete road that snaked through the park towards the main highway.

“Hey,” James called out from the backseat. “Is that cunt chasing us?”

Scott turned in the passenger seat to look out the rear window. Joseph glanced up at the mirror.

A naked blonde was, indeed, running behind the vehicle. She had wide hips, flattened on the sides and smallish breasts. Her long hair, pulled back into a ponytail, was fluttering behind her like a pennant. Her boobs were bouncing and from time-to-time she would wave.

“Maybe,” Joseph shrugged. “Want me to pull over onto the side of the road and stop?”

“Naw, I’m pretty much ‘tapped out’,” James answered as he swivelled in his seat to face forward again. His hand was resting over his crotch. Perhaps protecting his sucked-raw cock.

Scott continued to look back, but not out the window. He was studying all the equipment they had brought.

“You know, when I first started coming out here,” he remarked, shifting in his seat to also look forward. “I hardly brought anything at all.”

He noticed the young man he had seen earlier trudging alongside the paved pathway. “Kinda like him.”