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Copyright (c) 1998 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved

 

This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author.  This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached.  The author may be contacted at normdeploom@hotmail.com

 

All the characters and events in this story are fictional, any resemblance to real people or events is entirely coincidental.

 

"Trail in the Sky"

by

Norm DePloom

 

 woman is hiking along one of the more deserted sections of the John Muir trail that runs through they highest and most isolated areas of the Sierra Nevada Mountains from Yosemite to Mt. Whitney.  She is wearing tight shorts, an unbuttoned blouse tied just below her breasts, and hiking boots with white socks.  Her long blond hair, darkened at the roots by sweat, blows in the gentle wind.  Her shorts and blouse are wet with sweat and her skin glistens with a layer of perspiration.

 

She has just climbed a long grade, following the many switchbacks and stopping occasionally to stare at the vista of mountain peaks stretching out as far as she can see.  She rests for a moment then shifts the weight of her backpack and begins the last leg to the ridge.

 

Unknown to the woman, her progress has been watched, and talked about by a group of men.  The men are now planning for her capture when she reaches the next bend in the trail.

 

The woman pauses and leans against a granite boulder, she takes a drink from her water bottle then, as she turns to continue her hike she suddenly finds herself surrounded by men.  They grab her from all sides, they pull off her backpack and rip at her clothes.  No one bothers to gag her or stop her from screaming or yelling for help, there is no one around to hear her.

 

Pushing her now naked body against the rough granite boulder the men take turns fucking her.  The woman looks out over the same limitless vista of mountain peeks while she is, unwillingly, being ravished by these men.

 

Her body reacts to the fear and to the physical stimulation of cocks fucking her cunt and she experiences the first of many orgasms. As each man takes his turn fucking her, they talk about the tightness and wetness of her cunt like she isn't there.

 

The men talk about what a slut she must be to cum while she's being raped.

Cuming only makes her feel ashamed, like she is somehow cooperating with the rapists.  The more she tries to hold back, the harder she cums with each subsequent fucking.

 

After the last man has fucked her they tie her hands behind her back and loop a rope around her neck.  Naked except for her hiking boots and white socks she is forced to hike with them along the trail.  As they hike they talk about her body.

 

They talk about whether her breasts are too large or too small.  They discuss the size shape and hardness of her nipples.  They comment on her smooth hairless cunt and whether that proves she is a slut.  They talk about how her butt bounces while she walks.

 

Every hour or so the men stop for a 'fuck break' and again take turns fucking her against a rock, or a tree, or just laying on the pine needles on the ground.  Every time they fuck her, she is betrayed by her body, and she cums repeatedly.  They laugh at her and continue to remind her what a slut this makes her.

 

As the sun sets the men make camp and tie a loop of her long hair to a rope, the other end of the rope is tied to a low tree branch.  There is just enough slack for her to lay down on the bed of pine needles.  She is hungry and thirsty.  They give her a sip of water, but will not let her quench her thirst, or give her food to eat until she sucks their cocks.  As she sucks each of their cocks they tell her what a slut and a whore she is for trading blowjobs for food.

 

She whimpers and cries gently as the cocks fuck in and out of her mouth. She feels like a whore because she is being paid with food for sucking cocks.  She feels like a slut because she is enjoying it.

 

After the last cock is sucked she is allowed to drink water and then eats ravenously.  The men sit around and laugh at her eating her food from a plate on the ground with her hands still tied behind her back.  Her nipples are pushed into the sharp pine needles every time she leans over to slurp another bite of food into her mouth.

 

When she's finished one of the men decides it's time to fuck her ass.  She admits to having a virgin ass.  This excites them all and they decide to have a contest to see who will get to fuck her ass first.

 

They surround her and have an 'old fashioned' circle jerk.  They will get to fuck her ass in the order of their orgasms, with the added benefit of humiliating her by showering her face and hair with cum.  (At least she considers it to be humiliating.)

 

After the order of fucking is determined the woman is laid face down on the pine needles, her breasts being pricked my their sharp points.  Her hands are untied and retied to her ankles to hold her in the face down ass in the air position, ready for their rape of her virgin ass.

 

As the first man gets ready to fuck her they all comment on how wet she is, and what a slut she must be.  One of the men remembers the line from 'Deliverance' and asks her if she can 'squeal like a pig', they all laugh.

 

The woman screams out her fear and anger into the night air, but secretly she is glad they are going to rape her ass.  Being positive that there is no way she can enjoy it, she is sure her body will not betray her and she can stop feeling like such a slut.

 

The first man kneels behind her.  He rubs his hard cock up and down her wet cunt then fucks it in and out of her cunt a few times for lubrication.  The woman cannot stop a moan of pleasure as he forces his cock into her cunt.  Hearing this moan, the men start a new round of slut and whore talk.

 

He puts the head of his cock against her virgin asshole.  She tenses and squeezes her eyes shut.  The man pushes with all his might.  The woman screams into the night.  Her body tenses with the pain, her mind relaxes with the triumph of her body not enjoying a penetration for the first time that day.

 

The man holds his hard cock fully embedded in her asshole and, reaching down between her legs, strokes her cunt and clitoris.  Oh god no, the woman wails to her self, don't make me enjoy it.

 

The woman begins to cry as once again her body is forced to betray her and she feels an orgasm approaching.  As the orgasm builds the man begins to fuck his cock in and out of her ass adding to her bodies betrayal.  The woman sobs in utter surrender to her inner slut, even having her ass raped feels good.

 

The man grabs her long hair and pulls her head up off the ground as he rides her ass to another moaning orgasm before he cums and relinquishes his position to the next man.  Her shame and humiliation build as each man fucks her ass in turn, causing her to cum again and again.

 

The men party into the night taking turns fucking which ever of her holes they please.  As the night progresses they fuck her two and three at a time until they all fall asleep exhausted.

 

In the morning they untie her from the tree and make her fix their breakfasts.  Her naked breasts hang over the fire as she cooks.  Again they make her buy her food with bowjobs.  She circles the fire on her hands and knees sucking each cock in turn as the other men finger her cunt and ass or pinch her nipples.

 

She has given up all resistance and cums often and loudly as they fuck her again and again.  The men decide to spend the day in camp 'resting'.  On command she stands, kneels, lies down, or bends over to offer her body for them to fuck.  When they aren't fucking her they make her lay on her back with her legs up and spread so they can watch her fuck herself with bottles, flashlights and anything else they can think of.  She spends that day and the next night servicing every sexual whim of the men who captured her.

 

In the morning after another round of fucking they get back on the trail.  She is still hiking with them, still naked, still fucking on command, but now her hands are not tied and there is no loop of rope around her neck.  She finds herself looking forward to the next 'fuck break'.

 

On they go, hiking and fucking through the day.  At lunch she again has to suck cock for her meal.  This time she does it enthusiastically, wanting to show these men just how much of a slut she really is.

 

During the afternoon hike she often rubs herself against one or another of the men trying to entice them into another 'fuck break', or simply walks with her hand between her legs stroking her self and screaming out her orgasms as they hike.  The men enjoy the show and often stop to fuck her after one of her screaming orgasms.

 

They stop for dinner and another night of unbridled fucking.  When the men fall asleep exhausted the woman is still awake fucking her self with a four-cell flashlight for one last cum before also falling asleep exhausted. During the night the woman moves from one mans sleeping bag to the next stroking and sucking on their cocks until they wake up, then mounting them and fucking them back to sleep.

 

In the morning she teases the still exhausted men about being wimps, worn out by one woman.  The teasing continues until the angry men throw her to the ground and each fuck her hard and fast, slamming her body into the pine needles.

 

After breakfast they get on the trail for the last leg of the hike.  The woman continues to incite the men to fuck her more and more often presenting ever-lewder displays of her body.

 

They stop just out of sight of the Whitney Portal Ranger Station for lunch and a final of round of fucking.  Then, leaving her naked and exhausted napping in the shade of a tree, the men hike down to the parking lot at the ranger station where their wives are waiting to pick them up and take them home.

 

The woman wakes up from her nap.  She reaches into her backpack and pulls out her blouse and shorts.  As she ties the blouse in a knot just below her breasts she sees a piece of paper on the ground.  She picks it up and reads it.  'Same time next year?' She smiles and pockets the note.  She hikes down to the ranger station where her husband is waiting for her.  She kisses him on the cheek.

 

"Did you have a good time?" he asks.

 

"Better than ever." She replies with a smile.