First Summer Hike of 2026

Sweety's first summer Hike of 2026 was a workout

Sweety finished packing the camping gear with her boyfriend watching her bend over in her very short jean shorts and also teased him with her titties. Off she went hours ahead of her boyfriend. He would meet her later on the trail up behind their house about 3 miles in. He had some stuff to do first.
Sweety’s laughter echoed through the woods as she started and tossed her backpack on heading out. She was a vision in little denim shorts that barely contained her round ass, the fabric hugging her tight thighs as she moved. Her hiking boots laced up tight, her white socks peeking out just enough to tease. The plaid shirt was tied at her waist, the buttons straining against the swell of her full tits, the fabric doing little to hide the hard points of her nipples pressing against the thin material. Her flat stomach peeked out, the tiny pink string bikini underneath doing nothing to conceal her curves. Long strings dangled tickling her body The white peak cap sat snug on her head, two long black ponytails swinging down to her waist as she spun around, giggling at the thought of her boyfriend’s reaction as she walked away. Her boyfriend was rubbing his rock hard cock watching through the window waiting to defile her up in the mountains.

She was already imagining the way his eyes would darken when she teased him, how his hands would grip her waist before he bent her over and fucked her senseless. But first, she had to get to their spot. With a playful wink at the empty trail, she slung her backpack over her shoulder and sauntered off, her ass not even jiggling with every step. It was firm round and hard. It needed constant fucking. She loved it in the ass. In her previous misadventures her ass received lots of attention. Cocks if all sizes had left their baby juice in her.

Three hours later, Sweety’s boyfriend, Jake, finished packing his own gear and set off down the trail, his boots crunching on the dry earth. The sun was a relentless bastard today, beating down without mercy, and the air was thick with the scent of pine and sweat. He whistled as he walked, his mind already on the way Sweety would look when he found her—probably stretched out in the shade, her skin glistening under the sun, her tits peeking out from under that damn plaid shirt. Sprawled out in the pink bikini, maybe with the top off to tan. Little did he know he would find her stretched out in a different way.

Then he saw it.

Her backpack, sitting right in the middle of the trail, as if she’d just dropped it. He called out, but there was no answer, just the oppressive silence of the woods. He picked it up, frowning, and kept walking. A hundred yards later, he spotted her hiking boots, one on each side of the trail, slightly off the path. Scuffs marks in the dirt as if a struggle. His pulse quickened. He moved faster, scanning the trees, his cock already half-hard at the thought of what might have happened.

Then he saw the socks. Dirty and stained not the white and clean ones from when she had just left hours ago.

Her little white socks were hanging from a low branch, swaying gently in the breeze. One had a hole in the heel. His breath hitched. What the fuck?

He moved quicker now, his boots kicking up dust. Then he saw her hat—her white peak cap—lying in the dirt, the brim crumpled, the fabric smudged. Stepped on. His stomach twisted. Sweety?

He broke into a jog, his heart pounding. The trail twisted, and then he saw it—the plaid shirt. Or what was left of it. The buttons were gone, the fabric shredded, strings of cum glistening on the sleeves where they dangled from the branches. His cock throbbed. *Fuck.* The shirt had been violently torn off her to strip her down. She must have struggled and fought and whimpered he thought. Imagine that in your head.

His brain raced. How many?

The bikini top came next, hanging from another branch, the thin pink fabric soaked through, the cups stretched and ruined. He imagined her tits, round and perky, her nipples hard, her skin flushed as she struggled to keep what little decency she had left. The tits had been released. We're they fondled, bitten, slapped he wondered? They stood up on their own. Any man seeing those would roughly want to play with them and maybe fuck them.

Then the shorts. Dust covered and destroyed.

God, the shorts. His favorite thing she always wore. The denim was torn clean up the sides, the front buttons missing, the waistband stretched and frayed. The fabric was soaked, the insides slick with something gooey and sticky. His breath came faster. Four? Five? More? He took the wet gooey shorts and put them in his pack. Rose would be repaired and she would wear them again. A reminder.

He imagined in his head her being pinned or carried further up the trial as hands roughly tore her small shorts off her to reveal the last protection of fabric covering her shaved pussy. It made him even harder. Her little bucks and cries and useless struggles.

And then—her pink stringy bikini bottom.

One thick trail of cum down the front, the fabric dangling high in a tree. The gob so thick it hung off waiting to drop to the ground. Suspended off the fabric. His hands trembled. He was running now, his mind a haze of lust and fear.

He was nearing the end of the trail. It opened up into a small clearing, and there she was.

Sweety was sprawled on the ground in tall grass, her body glistening with sweat and cum, her skin flushed a deep, delicious pink. All the grass around her flattened. Her hair was a tangled mess, her ponytails half-unraveled, strands sticking to her face and neck. Her head lolling to the side as she let out a weak moan. Coughing out cum in her mouth. She had been worked over extremely well.

"Baby," she whimpered, her voice raw. "Help me."

Her legs were splayed open, her thighs slick with cum, her pussy swollen and dripping. Her tits rose and fell with every ragged breath, her nipples hard little points that begged to be sucked. Stringy cum on her chest and chin. Her firm titties obviously got a fucking.

Jake dropped to his knees beside her, his hands hovering over her body, unsure where to touch first. She was a fucking mess, a perfect hot little mess.

"Who the fuck did this to you?" he asked?

Sweety let out a weak laugh, her eyes glazed. "9 or 10 of them," she panted. "Started with two… then more showed up. They just… kept going. Couldn’t stop." "I tried my best to fight them off on the trial and run", she said all cute looking up at him with her big brown eyes. She told him how they pinned her and teased her at first. They were far too strong and slowly stripped her. She was near the end grabbed and carried up to this point effortlessly as she had slimmed down to 120 pounds for summer.

Jake’s cock was a fucking iron bar in his pants, pressing painfully against his zipper. He wanted to fuck her right now.

"Did they use you good, baby?" he asked, his voice low and dark.

Sweety moaned, her hips twitching. "Yeah. Fucked me in every hole. Kept cumming in me. Made me their little cum dumpster." "I begged them to stop but they fucked me harder."

He tried to imagine them trying to impregnate his Sweety. It made him almost explode in his pants!

Jake growled, his hands finally landing on her thighs, spreading them wider. His fingers brushed against her pussy, and she was soaked. Thick, creamy cum oozed out, dripping down her ass crack.

He flipped her over quickly and tongued her twitching little asshole making her whimper. He ate cum from her teasing ass. He then pulled her up to her knees, ass in the air. "Fuck," he hissed, his thumb swiping through her folds before pushing inside her. She was tight, clenching around him like a vice.

Sweety gasped, her back arching. "Jake—fuck me. Please. Make me feel good."

He didn’t need to be told twice.

With a rough yank, he freed his cock, the thick length springing free. Her insides were lubed and full of men's cum making him slide easily in and out of her. When she looked back at him, she begged for him to cum inside her and asked permission to cum herself. After that it didn't take long for him to explode the most ejaculate ever inside her. His little toy.

When finished he pulled out her little shorts and made her wear those back down the trail following her. He watched cum drip down her inside legs. At several points her couldn't help himself and fucked her along the way home. Once over a tree and then in the dirt. She drove him wild.