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Lost in the Country

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We looked at each other across the darkened car: this road was going to bumfuck Egypt! Where in the hell were we headed? The couple we'd been messaging for weeks had given us this innocuous-sounding list of directions, but now we were semi-lost and having second thoughts. The dark roads all looked alike and they seemed to go on forever!

"Do you reckon they're just luring us out here to kill us and eat us?" she wondered. He snickered uneasily.

"We're going to pull up at the trailer of doom any minute," he said.

After a short time their current road dead-ended as per directions. The two of them peered into the darkness of trees under moonlight.

"Holy shit, it IS a trailer of doom," she muttered.

A bulky male figure came to the door, stood silhouetted for a moment and stepped out onto the porch.

"Howdy," he called, and the two of them relaxed just a little. Zombie rednecks of doom would probably not yell, 'howdy' before attacking. "Jack and Bettie?" the male figure asked. He had a pleasant mountain twang and a polite manner, but still Jack and Bettie weren't quite sure they wanted to get out of the car. After all, it was the middle of the night, and the guy was alone.

"Sure are. Where's your wife?" Jack called in a bantering tone.

"In the house," replied the shadowy man.

"Just to make my wife feel better, can you have her step out here and meet us first?"

"Sure."

The male figure stepped back in. After moment he stepped back out, followed by a lithesome female form who also called, "Hello!" in a delightfully friendly tone.

Jack and Bettie looked at each other again and both stepped out of the car. The two men shook hands and the women hugged.

"We're Tom and Loretta," said the lithesome female. "Ya'll come on in now and sit down. Want something to drink?"

The trailer of doom turned out to be beautifully remodeled and comfortably rustic inside. Tom and Loretta were a handsome couple in their midforties, a bit older than Bettie and Jack. The two couples sat in the living room chatting until a certain chemistry begin to build and the banter grew suggestive. Tom and Loretta exchanged a glance and stood up. "Come on, take your drinks and lets go on in the bedroom," said Loretta to Jack, with a sultry note. Tom held out a hand to help Bettie from her seat. Bettie and Jack grinned at each other briefly. This night was improving.

In the bedroom, Loretta sat Jack and Bettie down on the bed and stripped off her camisole in a no-nonsense manner. Her torso was smooth and muscled, her breasts smallish and carried high. She sat down in Jack's lap. Bettie watched, fascinated, as Loretta began to tease Jack with kisses to his neck and shoulders. Jack shucked his shirt immediately and enthusiastically, which made Bettie giggle, especially when he went for his zipper as well. Loretta grabbed his hand and stopped him, taking over the job herself. Bettie then jumped a little as Tom's arm went around her waist. She snuggled back against his broad chest and allowed his hands to explore under her t-shirt as she raptly watched her husband with Loretta. Tom was sporting a massive erection beneath his blue jeans, and she automatically slid her hand gently to his fly as her eyes stayed locked on Jack. Loretta's blond hair was all over Jack's furry chest as she rested her head against him and stroked his thick cock with a soft and manicured hand. Jack's eyes were sparkling with pleasure as he flipped her over and began to explore her body with his hands and mouth.

Tom whispered to Bettie, "I have something for you," and guided her hand into his suddenly open fly. Bettie reached with an eager little hand, and then reacted in shock at what she encountered. Her Jack was a well-hung male indeed, but Tom was packing a sledgehammer. Her hand could not quite fit around his massive shaft. She looked up with doubtful blue eyes. "Erm. That's a little...much." she said carefully, wondering if fucking such a ridiculous amount of cock would leave her crippled for life or just a week or two, and either way whether it would it be worth it.

"Aw, shucks," said Tom, grinning at her blushes.

Meanwhile Jack had Loretta's athletic body writhing as he centered in on her clitoris. Bettie felt hot all over just watching: she knew the overwhelming pleasure the other woman must be experiencing as Jack sucked with his highly educated lips and tongue.

Tom pulled Bettie down on his lap, hard, and she went a little faint at the pressure of that mighty rod against her hip. She giggled again and wriggled away.

"Hang on," she said, and turned to Jack and Loretta. She began to caress Loretta's lovely little breasts and swollen nipples, sending the older woman into another spasm of delight. And poor Tom caressed himself while he watched. After a while, Jack pulled on a condom and began to give Loretta a good pounding and Bettie turned back to Tom. She whispered in his ear. He frowned, then nodded and grinned.

"It's ok, honey," he said, and Bettie knelt down in front of him for some jaw-stretching fun--since there were other parts of her willowy little body she didn't want stretched quite THAT much. Loretta reached out to hold Tom's hand while Jack pleasured her and Bettie pleasured Tom.

The four of them ended up in a delicious tangle in the end, all warm skin sliding and limbs in every direction.

As they left in the early dawn, Bettie and John were amazed at the success of a night they'd been afraid they'd be spending...lost in the country.

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