Choo-Choo Charlie

II was eighteen when I met Ralph. He was twenty, a bit overweight, and not an athlete. Ralph was a big gamer who liked smoking weed, so we got together. He was very jealous and was deathly afraid of me fucking other guys, and with good reason. In high school, I was pretty much of a slut. Everyone in school knew it, and so did Ralph. I was surprised he went to my high school because I never remembered fucking him, one of the few guys I didn’t.

I can’t say I was in love, but Ralph liked spending money on me, and he liked fucking me but wasn’t very good at it. His budding pot business kept him in cash and me in new clothes, which kept me around. Ralph would take me fishing with him; fishing was something Ralph loved, but we never caught anything significant. One night, I entered Ralphs’s apartment and found him so excited. He had gone out and purchased all new fishing gear,

“Becca, we’re going to Canada fishing,” he exclaimed.

“Wait, what?” I replied befuddled.

“Yeah, to a fly-in lodge in Manitoba, Canada,” he shouted.

“Um, Ralph, why don’t you just go? I’m not that keen on fishing,” I explained.

“Fuck no, I’m not leaving you alone for five days,” he snapped.

“Five days of fishing will kill me. It’s so boring,” I pleaded.

“Well, it’s only four days at the camp, and they have internet, so we can game while we’re there. Plus, I’ll buy you some new things for the trip,” he reasoned.

“Fine, when is it?” I relented.

“We leave a week from today,” he beamed.

The week went fast, and we went shopping for clothes. I got some new lace panties and a couple of new bikinis. I wanted a mini sling bikini, but he said I might as well be nude, so I settled on two new micro bikinis. One was white, and the other black. They were micro bikinis, so they didn’t cover much, just enough to be legal. I couldn’t wait to lay on the beach and work on my tan while Ralph fished. When the day arrived, we flew to Manitoba and stayed the night in a hotel. Ralph sent me down to the bar to grab some beers. I walked into a bar loaded with guys, and as I worked my way thru the crowd, I felt hands on my butt, but I just ignored it,

“Hey, hottie, can we buy you a drink before we take you upstairs?” one guy yelled.

The whole bar laughed as I ordered beers for Ralph. A guy next to me propositioned me.

“Baby, I got two hundred burning a hole in my wallet. What do you say we take off?” he said drunkenly.

“I can’t. I have a boyfriend,” I responded sharply.

I grabbed the bag of beers and left, again getting my butt fondled. I didn’t mention it to Ralph because he’d be pissed at me. Ralph stayed up late drinking and gaming while I went to sleep, as we had to be up at five a.m. the following day. I woke up to the alarm and had a tough time getting Ralph up, but we made it to the lobby in time to get the van to the float planes. The lobby was full of men waiting for rides, taking them to their fishing destinations.

Ralph went to get us some coffee, and I felt every eye in the room undressing me,

“What lodge are you headed to, sweetie?” a tall, muscular guy asked.

“I don’t know. My boyfriend didn’t tell me,” I said, feeling foolish.

He looked me up and down,

“It’s OK, you’re not going there to fish anyway,” he chuckled.

“And what do you mean by that?” I asked angrily.

“Have you been to a fishing camp before, hun?” he asked.

“No, it’s my first time,” I snotted back.

He smiled at me and looked me over,

“Well, you’ll be working many poles; they just won’t be fishing poles,” he said with a broad grin.

Ralph returned with our coffee, and I turned away from the man. A man walked into the hotel lobby and announced,

“Great North Lodge, let’s go.”

“That’s us,” Ralph said.

We grabbed our gear and headed to the vans, and I noticed that six men followed us to the vans, including the man who was talking to me. The ride was half an hour, and it was a quiet ride, as everyone was still waking up. I noticed Ralph and the man I had been talking to making small talk as we approached the plane. As the van was being unloaded and reloaded on the plane, I noticed the group of six men huddled together and talking.

“OK, let’s get the passengers loaded,” The pilot bellowed.

“Ralph, you’ve never been in a bush plane before. Take the jump seat next to the pilot,” one of the men shouted.

“Fucking cool, thanks, Tom,” Ralph responded.

As Ralph jumped to the front of the plane, the man I had talked to in the hotel lobby came over and put his arm around me,

“No problem, Ralph,” He responded, hugging me tightly.

He smiled at me, and I forced a small smile in return. His five friends boarded the plane, and it was just him and I.

“Hop in, young lady,” he ordered.

I climbed the steps to the plane and stepped inside. I immediately turned toward the front of the aircraft and then stopped. Ralph was in the cockpit with the pilot, leaving me in the back with six strange men. I turned around, and all the seats were filled except two seats in the far reaches of the plane. I swallowed hard and went to the back, sitting against the wall. Tom, as Ralph called him, sat next to me.

“Buckle up, young lady; these flights can get bumpy,” he said, smiling broadly.

I buckled myself in, and then I looked at him. He towered over me. He was very fit. He removed his jacket, revealing a broad chest, and his hands were massive and weathered-looking. He turned to me and offered me his hand,

“My name is Tom; what’s yours?” he asked softly.

“My name is Becca I said meekly as I took his hand.

My hand disappeared into his as he closed his hand on mine.

“How old are you, Becca?” he asked.

“I just turned eighteen,” I replied.

“Well, I’m glad to hear that. I thought you were jail bait,” He chuckled.

I thought to myself, why would he be glad? But I passed it off. The plane took off. Ralph was absorbed with the gages and knobs, never looking back at me again.

“So that’s your boyfriend in the jumpseat up there?” Tom asked.

“Yes, we’re very much in love and going to get married soon,” I lied.

“Uh-huh, I’m sure,” Tom responded.

“You’re insulting, do you know that?” I retorted.

“I don’t mean to be Becca; I’m just being honest. How long have you dated him?” he probed.

“Two months,” I announced proudly.

“And you’re going to marry him, that’s bullshit,” Tom laughed.

My mouth dropped open. I could not believe the audacity of this man,

“Anyway, it’s none of your business,” I huffed.

I folded my arms and sat there. I knew he was right, but I was mad at how easily he could read me.

“How much longer is this flight,” I demanded to know.

“Another forty minutes,” Tom replied.

“Well, I’m fucking hot,” I announced.

“Well, we can solve that,” Tom said, smiling.

“Take off your coat, Becca,” he said.

“No, I’ll be fine,” I answered.

“Take it off,” he growled.

I looked at him, and his smile had disappeared. He seemed very stern, and I began to get nervous. He leaned forward and unbuckled my seat belt, and I was shaking now.

“Scoot forward in your seat,” he demanded.

I put my hands on my seat and pushed myself forward a bit. He reached over and unzipped my leather jacket.

“Please, Stop, Tom,” I begged.

I looked up, and his friends were watching and nodding to each other. Tom reached around me and pulled my coat from my shoulders, revealing a thin white tube top and lots of skin.

“Damm, girl,” He laughed.

Tom pulled my coat off and set it in the aisle beside him. I tried to cover my semi-exposed breasts, but he stopped me. He took my arms and lifted them over my head.

“Keep those right there, young lady,” he ordered.

I froze as he grabbed my tube top and pulled it over my head and off my arms. I quickly covered my breasts and looked forward; his friends watched and high-fived each other.

“Please, Tom, give them my top back. It’s embarrassing,” I pleaded.

“Just trying to help you cool off, Becca,” he laughed.

“Put your arms on the armrests and don’t move them he ordered. I did as he said, and he began to fondle my breasts as his friends watched.

“I’m going to tell Ralph what you’re doing,” I sobbed.

“No, you won’t. You don’t want to see him get his ass kicked trying to defend you,” Tom said matter-of-factly.

I didn’t reply because I knew it was true. Ralph would try to defend me, and these guys would kick his ass.

“Come over here and sit in my lap, Becca,” he ordered.

“Please, no more, Tom, Please,” I begged.

“We’re not going to hurt you, Becca. Just relax,” Tom reassured me.

Slowly, I got up and sat in Tom’s lap. He raised the armrests between our seats and laid me back in my seat.

“Please, Tom, I’m begging you, what if Ralph sees me?” I cried.

“He won’t see us, don’t worry, the guys will block his view,” Tom responded.

Tom stretched my legs over his lap, unbuttoned my pants, and I closed my eyes. I heard the zipper of my pants being pulled down and then his big hands inside the waistband of my pants. He tugged them over my butt, picked my legs up, and set my feet in his lap and my knees in the air. Again, he tugged on my pants, and they were at my knees.

“Please don’t take them off,” again I begged.

He slipped them off my feet, dropped them in the aisle, and then removed my gym shoes. I watched as his hand reached inside my panties and slid them off me. I was completely naked now.

My hands covered my eyes in shame.

“OK, Becca, stand up and scoot into the aisle so the boys can see you,” he said, grinning ear to ear.

“Oh God, no, I don’t want them to see me naked, and what if Ralph sees?” I said, panicking.

“Becca, I want them to see what they’re going to be fucking for the next four nights. And don’t worry, Ralph is preoccupied with the pilot. I tipped him fifty bucks to keep his attention up front,” he revealed.

“He’s never going to let me out of his sight after this. There is no way you’ll get me alone,” I countered.

Tom leaned into the aisle,

“Ben, Ben, close the curtain a bit so he can’t see back here; I have a treat for you guys.

Ben slowly and quietly slid the curtain that separated the cockpit from the cabin.

“Well, Becca, I got you naked in the plane with him sitting right up there, didn’t I?” He laughed.

“OK, stand up and walk out into the aisle and model your naked body for everyone to see,” Tom ordered.

I slowly entered the aisle as the men smiled at me, taking in every inch of my naked body. As the men felt me up, I walked up the aisle, then turned back to Tom.

“Very sexy young lady,” Tom commented.

“Tom, can we fuck her now?” one asked.

“No, unfortunately, we don’t have time; she’ll fuck all of us tonight,” Tom said confidently.

I stood in the aisle next to Tom; he reached between my legs and felt my pussy; I was dripping wet. He stuck in his finger, my pussy offering no resistance. He pulled it out and sucked on it.

“Boys, she’s dripping wet, and her little tight pussy tastes like honey,” Tom announced.

That brought a response from the crowd.

OK, back in your seat, Becca,” Tom ordered.

“Can I have my clothes back now, please?” I asked.

“Not till we land, baby. You’ve got some work to do first,” Tom answered.

I looked at him, wondering what that would be. Tom leaned back and stretched out his legs; I noticed the massive bulge in his jeans.

“No, Tom, please, not here on the plane in front of everyone,” I pleaded.

“Un-buckle my pants, baby, and pull the zipper down,” He ordered.

I looked, and everyone on the plane was watching; I sat on the edge of my seat and unbuckled his belt, un-snaped his pants, and pulled his zipper down. The considerable bulge blossomed as his pants split open,

“OK baby, pull my pants down,” he whispered.

Tom lifted his butt, and I slid his pants down to his boots; I looked up front, and everyone was on the edge of their seats. I didn’t need to be told what to do next; I’d been at this point often. I took the band of his underwear and pulled them down, I was bent over his waist, and his enormous cock sprung forward, slapping me in the face.

“Holy Fuck,” I sighed.

I stared at the long thick veiny cock that stretched at least a foot into the air. It was huge, not only long but super fat.

“You Like Becca?” he asked with a smile.

I was awe-struck at its size, and he didn’t have a hair anywhere to be seen. It was gorgeous.

“Go ahead, baby; it’s all your’s for the next fifteen minutes,” he said, smiling.

I looked at the rest of the guys. I could tell they were waiting to see what I would do, but Tom already knew what I’d do. I reached out and looked, took hold of it, and felt it with both hands; it was very warm, too big for just one hand; I stroked it up and down as my eyes scoped out the most enormous cock I’d ever seen. I looked at Tom as the monster jumped at my touch.

“Go ahead, baby, give the boys a show,” he said softly.

I lay in his lap, and kissed the head before running my lips down the underside of it, Fuck, it was big. I licked it and kissed it, lifting it to suck his hairless balls; his sack was enormous, I couldn’t imagine how must sperm they held, But I knew I’d find out soon. I opened my mouth and took the head in my mouth, it was fucking fat, but I thought I could manage it. Tom gently patted my hair and rubbed my head as I made my assault on the massive pole.

I stretched my mouth wide and pulled back my teeth as his python began to disappear into my mouth. I rested when I had about eight inches in my mouth, and I could feel the head of his cock at the back of my mouth.

“It’s OK if you can’t take it all. No woman can,” he said proudly.

It was slick, and I had excess saliva in my mouth. I looked him in the eyes and then plunged my mouth down on the rock-hard shaft. I could feel it bend, and my eyes began to water as the rest of the cock slid into my receptive throat. Tom jumped in his seat,

“Holy fuck, she swallowed it,” he yelled.

“The cabin erupted, as the guy couldn’t believe his cock was all the in my throat. I fought to breathe through my nose. My nose was against his belly as I relaxed and began to suck his cock. It appeared and disappeared into my throat. Tom took out his phone and began to film me.

“Fuck you can see my cock in her throat, holy fuck,: he said excitedly.

Suddenly everyone had their phone out, filming me naked, sucking on Tom’s foot-long cock. I picked up the pace and gave them a show, pulling all the way out and then plunging it back in my throat. I could taste Tom’s baby batter, and the scent filled my sinuses. I was in heaven. I squeezed his vast sack, and he moaned loudly. I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I started twisting my mouth from side to side on his cock, I felt it swell in my mouth, and I felt a huge bump on my lower lip. He erupted in my throat, rising off his seat,

“Oh holy fuck, I’m coming,” he squealed.

Rope after rope of sperm shot into my throat and slid into my belly. It seemed like he came forever. Soon, it became a stream of sperm running out of the tip. I pulled it out of my throat and rubbed the underside of his crown with my lower lip, tightening my grip on it. Again, he rose out of his seat and squealed as the pleasure was too much for him to handle. Tom slumped into his chair. I licked and sucked his cock clean before putting it back in his underwear.

“Becca, step into the aisle and face the boys. Take pictures of her guys, and she’s the best cocksucker on earth and ours for four days,” Tom announced, exhausted.

“Can I have my clothes now,” I asked politely.

Tom waved his hands over them, and I picked them up and crawled into my seat.

“We’re landing,” I heard from the pilot, his cue for us to get her dressed.

The plane pulled up to the dock, the door opened, and people started un-boarding. Tom grabbed my arm.

“Watch and see what cabin we’re in. We’ll devise a plan to get you free,” Tom alerted me.

“OK, good luck with that,” I said.

Tom got up and de-planed, and I was right behind him.

“Becca, that was fucking awesome riding up here. Did you enjoy the ride?” Ralph asked.

“Yes, it was quite a show, “I responded, smiling at Tom.

Tom’s group was packing their gear on a flatbed to be taken to their cabin, and Ralph was securing our gear.

“Becca, are you hungry? They have breakfast ready for us at the lodge,” Ralph offered.

“No, Babe, I’m full. I just ate a huge banana and cream that Tom offered me,” I replied.

Tom and his group bust out laughing. Ralph looked at them, then at me. I shrugged my shoulders like I had no idea what it was all about. Ralph looked back at them wearily and then said,

“Let’s go, Becca, I have all our stuff,” Ralph barked.

I sat on the back of the flatbed while Ralph pulled it up to the cabins. Our cabin was next to the lodge before the significant community fire pit. I saw Tom’s group pull their cart up to the big cabin next to us,

“Hey neighbors, looks like we’re going to be next to each other. Don’t be afraid to come over and borrow anything you need,” Tom offered.

“Thanks, Tom. You’re free to borrow anything I have,” Ralph responded.

“I’m going to take you up on that, Ralph, Tom replied, winking at me.

Ralph informed me that he was going up to the lodge for breakfast. I told him I would be taking a nap.

“Stay in the cabin, Becca. I don’t need you getting into trouble while I’m gone,” Ralph ordered.

“Fine,” is all I said, and then I slammed the bedroom door.

Ralph was gone for about five minutes when I heard a knock on the door, and it was Tom. I opened the door,

“He only went to breakfast. You can’t fuck me now, Tom,” I told him.

“I know, baby, but we plan to get rid of him for a few hours tonight. I just wanted to alert you,” Tom informed him.

“Really? How are you going to do that? Kidnap him?” I laughed.

“No, we’re going to pay the lodge manager to take him fishing tonight,” Tom proudly stated.

“Ralph’s going to make me go with him, Tom. He won’t leave me alone here with a bunch of horny men.

“Well, we’ll have to see how it plays out. Just be ready to fuck, if he falls for it,” Tom offered.

I closed the cabin door without saying anything and returned to the bedroom for a nap. It was short-lived as Ralph burst in the door,

“Becca, come on, we’re going fishing,” Ralph bellowed.

“What the fuck Ralph, I was sleeping,” I yelled.

“Come to the dock. Our guide is waiting for us,” Ralph urged.

I put on a hoodie and headed to the dock. Fishing was the last thing I wanted to do at this point in the day. When I got to our boat, Ralph ran off the pier toward the lodge.

“Becca, I’m getting us beers. Get in the boat with Collen,” Ralph yelled frantically.

I located our boat and stood on the dock.

“Are you Collen?” I asked.

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“The guide stood up in the boat and pulled his pants down, revealing his boxers with red hearts. He pulled his waistband away from his body and looked inside.

“Yep, that’s what it says in there,” Collen deadpanned.

I spun away laughing and then turned back to him.

“Nice shorts. Did you raid your sisters’ pantry draw?” I responded, laughing at him.

“Oh, you’re a sarcastic little tart, aren’t you?” he countered.

“Nice to meet you, Collen. You’re taking Ralph and me fishing today?” I asked.

“That’s the plan, love,” he said.

Collen extended his arm for me and helped me get into the boat. He explained about the life preservers and stuff like that.

“Is that how you’re going out on the lake,” He chuckled.

“What’s wrong with it, “I asked, looking myself over.

“It looks like you’re going to the pub for a pint,” he laughed.

“Well, this is what I got,” I simply stated

“Okey dokey then,” he said.

Ralph came back, and we set out on the lake. It could have been a more fun day. First, it was cold, and it started to rain. Neither Ralph nor I had rain gear. Collen had an extra pair that Ralph and I split; I got the coat, and Ralph got the pants.

On top of that, we weren’t catching any fish. I caught more fish than Ralph, with Collen helping me. But Ralph was pissed, especially when Collen told him he didn’t know how to fish. I had to hide my laughter.

We went to shore lunch at noon after Collen caught enough for us to eat. Two boats were already there when we got to the shore lunch site. We got out of the boat and walked up to camp. Tom’s group and four other guys stood by a roaring fire, and I made a beeline for it.

“Fuck am I cold,” I cursed as I rubbed my hands together.

“Becca, is that all you wore out here?” Tom asked.

“Yeah, it’s all I have, Tom,” I stated.

“Didn’t you buy clothes for the trip?” he asked again.

“Yeah, I got some sexy panties,” I offered.

All the men around the fire laughed and shook their heads. Tom motioned me toward him, opened his oversized coat, I took off my rain gear and Tom wrapped me up inside. It was so warm inside,

“Tom, he’s going to flip out when he sees me here wrapped up in your coat,” I alerted him.

“Ralph, your wife here is freezing. Didn’t you bring her some warm clothes,” Tom scolded him.

Tom had embarrassed Ralph in front of the whole group. There was no way he would lash out at me now.

“Yeah, sorry, I’ve never been up here before, and I’m unprepared for the weather,” he said, ashamed.

“Ralph, when we get home tonight, send her to my cabin, and I’ll fix her up with some big warm wool sweaters,” Tom demanded.

“Yeah, I’ll do that,” Ralph replied softly.

Of course, Tom was taking full advantage of the situation. He had his arms inside his coat, and he had my tits out and was playing with them. But it felt good, and I was nice and warm.

“Fuck there aren’t any fish in this lake at all,” Ralph protested in front of the whole group.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” the guides said in unison.

They held up two stringers overflowing with large fish,

“Holy fuck, you guys caught all those?” Ralph shrieked.

“Shit, we threw back twice as many as that,” Tom laughed.

I reached back and began rubbing Toms’s cock.