Fired-up peckers
The radio crackles against Taja's hip as she pulls the 4WD onto a rutted service road.
The morning sun is already burning through any gaps in the tall forest trees.
Carmen wriggles uncomfortably beside Taja.
Her huge boobs hate sweaty summer heat.
And seat belt bosom crush.
The call: two bird nerds lost near the ravine. Overdue since yesterday. And now in a high fire risk location.
"What kind of birds?" says Carmen.
"If their red-blooded dudes, I'd say the plucked kind."
Carmen blushes.
She hasn't shaved her mound since—
Taja driving over the corrugated tracks adds:
"Sweetie, don't panic, a dude doesn't look at the mantle when they 're poking the fire."
Carmen checks the message details:
Barney Graham and Beaumont Stephens. Grad students. Counting spotted owl populations.
"Naturalists." Taja's tongue toys with the word, tasting opportunity.
"Ecology," chimes Carmen.
"Naturists girl—"
"Whoa! Taja, you mean they study birds naked—"
"Yep, hopefully you and me, sweetie."
Taja revs the 4WD and blows up a trail of dust.
The maze road into the ravine is easy for a ranger.
The nesting sites: Taja makes a guesstimate.
Carmen puffs to keep up as Taja leads up to the highest local point.
"Two guys, two birds," she says.
"Taja, are you suggesting a foursome?"
"Cutie-pie, your virginity is flying away today."
"How will I know what to do?"
"Follow my lead, just like you are now."
Taja has radar for cock.
Her binoculars sweep once and see the two dudes in a machan.
She passes the field glasses to Carmen.
"Pick one. Or just let it happen."
She grabs her hand and leads her through the forest.
Taja yells to the dudes; they lower a rope ladder.
Inside the machan, they introduce themselves and explain that their communication failed and they felt it best to stay put.
"Thank fucking Christ," the bearded one—Barney —says:
"We thought we were going to have to eat the frickin birds."
Beaumont, the other, is already staring at Carmen.
What is with guys and huge hooters, even on a big buxom girl?
Taja sees his throat bob, his cargo pants swell.
He likes mammaries.
Carmen has twin snuggle pussies, marshmallow mountains.
"We need to get you out; the ravine is on a combustion warning."
"Okay, let us grab our gear," says Beaumont.
"Nupe, I think we'll grab yours."
Taja drops Barney's pants and tugs his pecker.
Carmen on her knees yanks Beau's thick sausage.
Taja spits along the stiffy in her palm; Carmen dutifully copies the action.
Both girls are quaffing cock.
Tossing pecker to the back of the throats.
Guzzling and swilling man-meat.
Gug, gug, guggle, gurgle, gug, gug.
A couple of gags from Carmen.
Generous slick slurps of knobs.
Lingering tuggy, sucking of ball bags.
Dirty, smutty licking of two perineums.
"Use those tits, sweety- pie," says Taja.
No time for jealousy.
The ranger has Barney in her cleavage. Yes, she pushes her smallish boobs tight, but she creates a better ravine than the one he has been watching for days.
Beau boy nearly loses his load as his decent stiffy is lost between enormous puffy milk jugs.
Titty fuck paradise.
His cock is swathed in caressing booby flesh.
He much prefers Carmen's melon canyon to the puny ravine outside.
And when she pushes her chesticles together, he groans.
"Fugh! Fugh! Beautiful! Ohh! Ahh!"
Taja realises this isn't sustainable for Carmen's deflowering.
"Sweetie, let him enjoy your folds."
Both girls point their toes to the machan's woven roof.
Beaumont gets lost in a valley of flesh between Carmen's thighs.
The buxom lass cradles his head and shoves his face and, more importantly, his tongue into her inner self.
Barney has no issues finding Taja's petite and eager clit.
"Oohh! Aahh! Uhh! Oohh!" moans Carmen.
"Fugh! Yes! Right there! More there! Yes! Fugh! Uhh!"
Taja was getting premium pink bead attention and a finger curling into her G-spot.
You have to appreciate Taja's willpower to break off a certain gasm to see Carmen lose her cherry.
"On your backs, dudes."
The girls were riding dongs like bucking cowgirls.
"Orggh! Oh my! Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Yes! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"
Carmen was enjoying sex fast.
The girl was grinding her plump weight onto the cock trapped between her curvy, dimpled thighs.
Taja found Barney very handy for her rising climax.
She treated him like a bucking stimulator in a bar.
Her speed was rodeo pro.
She gyrated her hips.
Smashed into his pubic bone.
And rose high with his cock captured in pussy sleeve.
The outcome was two cum fountains.
Carmen had to let Beau finish between her boobs.
She cupped them and his boy gravy leaked in her crevice.
The quick-learning tart allows him the treat of licking it all off her knockers.
Taja tugs Barney until he spews like a whale's blowhole.
"Christ! Should've saved that to drench a fire!"
As they leave the ravine in single file, owls hoot in the forest.