The First Annual Crystal Falls Large Insertion Convention

"How the hell did you find this place," Ronda was saying, looking at the rustic, but pretty cabins each set far back into it's own section of forest.

"Some guys were talking about fishing here." Tom was turning the car in to the cabin marked "office." "They were saying it's really secluded and we were looking for someplace no one would hear us."

"I'm glad your mother was willing to sit with the baby this week. This is the first time we've had the chance to get away in months." She gave Tom a suggestive glance, her eyebrows raising slightly.

In the office an elderly lady took their information. "We're really glad to have you here. This is the slow time of year for us."

"Why is it slow," Tom asked her.

"Oh, the people that fish don't get here until further into the spring. The hunters don't start showing up until the season opens in the fall. From January to March there's practically nobody here."

Ronda spoke up. "I hope we don't wake you up. Sometimes we stay out and get back late."

An old man came through the office carrying firewood and put it in the the metal holder next to an ancient Franklin fireplace. "Don't worry about that, my husband," she gestured to the man,"is deaf as a post. I am, too, at night I turn off my hearing aid and don't hear a thing. Now this next building over is a dining area and we have coffee and some breakfast in the morning. In the evening we make a little food- burgers and such. It isn't fancy but it's not bad."

She directed them to a remote cabin that could barely be seen through the trees out the window. "It's number four at the end of that trail right there about a hundred yards. You call if you need anything at all."

They took the car out the one lane, gravel path until they came to a small, log cabin with a tiny porch. It was very homey looking, with painted trim and a stone chimney. Inside they looked around at a nicely furnished, but small cabin, decorated in hunting lodge style with deer antlers on the walls and prints of bears and moose on the curtains and bed spread.

"Oh my God," Ronda gushed, "this is perfect!"

"Yeah. Big bed, the furniture looks really sturdy, there's even some beams on the ceiling we can tie things to."

"I think we might even have the whole place to ourselves."

"No, I saw another car on the other side by the last cabin," he said. "Well...what do you want to do first?" He eyed his wife, starting at her feet, his eyes running up her legs and body until he met her eyes.

"OH no," she told him. "We've been driving all day. I want dinner and a little chance to unwind." She eyed him back and gently, but playfully grabbed his crotch. "We'll sleep tonight and start the...uh...ROUGH stuff tomorrow."

"I've got some dinner for you...right here." He grinned a stupid grin at her and she knew he was joking.

She pulled her sweater back on over her stylish black skirt-suit and he fondled her ass as she did. Instead of protesting or pulling away she backed against his hand. "Don't stop doing that," she grinned at him over her shoulder.

They walked the hundred yards back to the dining hall as it began getting dark. There were dozens of tall trees between their cabin and the office.

In the dining hall the desk clerk was going back and forth from the kitchen area to the old, but clean tables that gave the room a 50's era feel. An attractive man and woman were sitting at the table closest to the kitchen door with a small oriental woman across from them, all drinking coffee or tea.

"Do you mind if I seat you right here next to our other guests," the lady asked them? "It will mean I don't have to walk back and forth so far."

They answered her and in a few seconds they were sitting next to the other people and struck up a conversation.

"Hi," Tom was telling them, "I'm Tom and this is my wife Ronda. We're from Portland."

"I'm Jack," the man said. Around the table the group introduced themselves, the tiny, asian woman with jet black hair, next.

"I'm Kiku," she said.

"Neko," said the last one said. She was a striking red-head with a stunning figure and a seductive smile that she flashed at both Tom and Ronda. "Jack is my husband. We're from Denver. Kiku came with us because she wanted to see the National Park."

"Neko," Tom repeated, "that's an unusual name."

"Yeah, it's really my nickname. My father was in Japan and he thought it was cute."

"Are you just getting here," Jack was asking them.

"Yes, we just got here an hour ago," Ronda seemed eager to talk to him.

"We've been here since Saturday night," Neko told them.

They passed the time talking back and forth about the weather and other small talk while the older lady brought burgers out to Jack and Tom and tuna and salad for the ladies. When they finished eating Tom and Ronda excused themselves and walked back to the cabin. Once inside they almost collapsed.

"Oh my God," Tom gushed, "Neko is gorgeous. I had to keep myself from staring at her tits."

"They were all gorgeous. I'd fuck any one of them." She was pulling her sweater off. "Do I have your permission to seduce one of them?"

"HELL NO," Tom roared. "You know if you fuck anybody you have to let me watch." He grinned at her.

"Deal!" She had her clothes off to her slip, which promptly came off, followed by her bra and panties revealing nicely shaped B-cup breasts and a neatly trimmed bush. Tom was still getting undressed.

"You better hurry your ass up of I'm going to start without you."

"I thought we were going to wait until tomorrow? You said you were tired."

"Now I'm horny, especially after meeting those three. Come to bed, this is going to be the last vanilla sex you have for the rest of the week."

She slid into the bed and patted it. He finished undressing and turned the lights out, sliding into the bed next to her. She didn't even kiss him but her head went straight under the blanket and began giving him head.

"You are horny."

"You know I love sucking cock. Besides, I'm going to finish you and get a good nights' sleep."

"Are you sure you don't want me to get the toy bag? It's just in the back of the car."

She was toying with his hard cock and stroking him. She raised herself over him. "I get on top," she smiled! "Sorry if I accidentally call you Jack."

"If you won't get mad if I call you Kiku."

"Oh! I'd think you were going to call me 'Neko.' You couldn't stop looking at her tits."

"You know I've always had a fetish for asian women. I'd love to have that tiny, little body with her tan skin under me."

"Ok, shut up. Kiss me." She held his cock as she guided it into her already wet pussy. She kissed him deeply and started thrusting against his stiff penis. He arched his back.

"You think I'm bigger, or him," Tom teased.

"I think you're bigger." Her eyes were closed and she increased her rhythm, thrusting her ass back against him and letting his full length slide into her.

"Talk to me, you know I love hearing you talk dirty."

She smiled a little seductive smile, her eyes still closed. She moved closer to his chest and let her nipples brush him. "I'd love to get fucked by both of you," she whispered to him, "one of you in my mouth and the other one on top of me...fucking me with my legs over his shoulders."

"Who's fucking you?"

"You fuck me all the time. So I'm letting him fuck me and I'm sucking your dick. Neither of you are even being nice about it. He's pounding my ass and you're trying to shove your cock down my throat before I'm even ready. You're making me ****."

He was starting to enjoy her riding him. He was touching her breasts and playing with the nipples. He stretched just far enough to put one nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling, then moved his mouth to the other.

"Oh God," she was gasping. After a few seconds she started whispering to him again. "Then Neko starts putting her tits in my face. I'm going back and forth from sucking her big tits to sucking your cock. You're kissing her and rubbing your cock on her tits."

"Where's Kiku?"

"Shes sucking my nipples. I can feel her hair dangling on my skin while she kisses and tongues my nipples."

"Maybe one of them could rub your clit while Jack was fucking you."

She shuddered suddenly. "Oh, damn," she said, breathily. She kept pushing against him, sliding up and down his cock and pausing when he was all the way inside her to thrust herself on him as if she wanted to make sure he was fully inside her. Once or twice she would hover with the head of his cock just inside her pussy lips and let his cockhead stroke her opening, then thrust herself onto him hard to feel the entire length of his dick inside her. Sometimes she would push herself completely onto him and lean close to rub her clit against his pubic bone, quivering and gasping when she did.

"Would you let him come in you," he asked?

"Oh, God, yes," she mouthed, breathlessly.

"What if he gets you pregnant?"

"Oh, God," she panted, and it seemed like she increased the speed of her rhythm.

"What if we both came in you and you didn't know whose baby you were having?"

"Oh God, no," but she was feverishly fucking him, thrusting him and breaking into a sweat, her head down with effort.

"Maybe you'd have twins and you'd have both our babies."

The thought made her come hard and she caught at her breath and shuddered for a few seconds. It made him come to watch her and he arched his back to thrust himself all the way inside her and he could feel his cock pulsing as he pumped wads of his hot jism into her. In a few minutes they collapsed against each other.

"God, you push all my buttons," she told him. "I don't want to have another baby yet." She raised her head and looked into his eyes.

"I know, but it makes you come when you think you've lost control of things."

She rested her head on his chest as she felt his cock shrinking inside her and his come oozing from her cunt and running coldly on her leg, dripping onto him.

"Call me a slut."

"You're a slut." He smiled at her and added, "you're a whore. You're the most wanton, horny, nymphomaniac I've ever met and I love every bone of your kinky body."

"I am. I'm such a slut. I love to get fucked. I love making people come and them making me come." She turned her head and rested her ear on his chest as if listening to his heart. "I absolutely love feeling used like a whore," she lifted her head and looked at him, "do you mind that I'm a whore."

"No, God, I've dreamed about someone like you for years. I'm so happy to find you. You're what I've always fantasized about."

She continued looking into his eyes. "I love you."

"I love you, too. Now go to sleep so tomorrow we can have a second honeymoon and I can **** your cunt until you can't walk."

"First, do you want me to clean that up?" She inclined her head as if nodding towards his wet limp cock.

"Do you want me to clean THAT up?" He nodded the same way.

"Yeah," she snickered, "but don't start anything." She twisted her body so that she straddled his face and began mouthing and licking his sticky limp cock while he licked his come from her pussy, pushing his tongue as deep inside her as he could reach. When she felt she'd finished she turned back around and kissed him deeply, probing his mouth for every taste of come and swallowing it. Finally she pulled back from him, kissed him a final time and rolled over to spoon in his arms.

"I love you," he told her.

"I love you, too, but if you ever need viagra I'm probably going to be fucking every guy in town."

"That's okay, as long as I can watch."

They fell asleep cuddling.