When Lisa stepped into the circle of light from the small fire Terry was cooking over, there was a small gasp from the three men who were waiting for us. Not to be bragging, but I'm not an ugly duckling; but, even in her coat of mud and stringy, matted hair, Lisa was still striking to look upon. At least for men, she was. I'd never given her looks any thought, but they seemed to effect men, ah, well, strongly.
The five men were speechless for a time, and the three who had waited could do little more than stare openly at her, while their libido's saluted this newcomer. I leaned next to her ear, and whispered, "You'll knock them to their knees, once you've had a chance to clean up!"
Lisa looked back at me blankly at first, then slowly smiled as she came to understand what I'd said. "I'd been told that before, but I never have it much thought." She was a little distant, absorbed in some memory or another.
Lance broke the men's silence when he approached us and introduced himself. "I'm Lance." he told her. "It's my job to lead this band of roughnecks and cut-throats."
"This is Lisa." I introduced her to Lance, then the other men in turn around the fire. "She'll probably think a lot more of you as gentlemen, which you're not, if you let her eat, and bathe, before you turn your wanton lust loose on her."
There was a general laughter at my little speech, but the men took it seriously enough to provide soap and towels for Lisa to use. Terry took a small pot to the nearby stream, filled it with water, then put it near the fire to heat for her sponge bath.
Lisa had just finished her bath, when Terry announced. "Soups Hot." and began to fill our plates from the steaming pot. When he handed Lisa hers, she politely sang, "Thank you."
Terry locked gazes with her for a moment, then smiled like a lecher, saying, "Don't thank me so quickly. You'll earn it later."
Lisa's reply was enough to make me choke, and the men look at each other slyly, "Oh, I do hope so." she purred proudly. "This, and many more services yet to be rendered!"
Jason, who had been silently holding Mary, stepped forward, and handed the baby to me. "I think she needs her mother right now, since I'm not equipped to feed her."
I gave Mary one of my tits to suck on, and went back to feeding my own face. The men sat scattered about eating their own dinners, while Lisa sat near me, absently eating, watching Mary suckle. I'd finished my plate, and set it aside when Lisa asked if I wanted more. I nodded yes, and she went to the fire to re-fill my plate for me. While she did that I moved Mary to the other tit to let her finish her meal.
Lisa brought back my plate, handed it to me and sat down next to us. "God, my tits hurt." She was holding them, "They're so full, and my baby's gone."
"Are you complaining?" I asked.
Lisa sighed, "Yes, I am."
"I thought so." I ate quietly for a while, then said, "If you ask, I'm sure these men will be more than happy to help you out." I was looking at Lisa, showing mischief on my face.
"Uhh, and how would they do that?" Her face was equally, if not more mischievous.
I just looked back at her while I chewed my food, then said, "I think you're catching on."
Lisa smiled, "Men. They're not so hard to figure out, are they."
"Not when what they want is obvious." I replied, "But, they can be obtuse about things that aren't so obvious!"
"Like what?" Lisa appeared to be genuinely surprised.
"Like, when they like you, or think you should know what they're thinking."
Jason led the way by bringing Lisa some spare blankets. "We don't have any spare clothing for you but you can consider these blankets yours."
Lisa put on an offended look. "What? No clothes! What am I supposed to do? Walk around naked, so all of you men can see what I've got?" Her voice softened, "Not a bad plan on your part." she finished.
Jason Looked like he didn't know how to take what she'd said. He turned to me and asked, "Has she always been like this?"
Lisa answered, "Yes, but I didn't know it either." then purred. "How'd you like to help me break these in?" Her referral was to the blankets.
"My pleasure, Ma'am."
Lisa rose, and started making her bed. Jason wasn't much help. He was too busy watching Lisa, and committing visual rape on her to be much use with the blankets. The whole scene was amusing to me as I watched the young stud fall all over himself trying to convince Lisa to take him as her first lover. I was so intently watching them, I didn't notice Lance until he was sitting next to me on my bed. When I did, I leaned on him and whispered, "This might be a good show. Lisa's got a mind of her own, and isn't afraid to say what's on it."
"I'd gathered that. Shh. Just watch, and I'll send you to sleep smiling.
As he spoke he'd slid his hand over my body, under my robe. I purred softly in response, and shifted slightly to allow him free access.
Lisa had finished making her bed, and was sitting on it. Jason was still standing, his desire obvious to Lance and I from our angle.
"He's about to burst." I told Lance softly.
"I'll bet there are four other men here in the same condition." Lance replied. He took my hand and put it on his erect member, "See what I mean?" He asked.
"No, but I can feel it." I whispered as Lance pulled me down with him, renewing his attention to my body.
Lisa asked Jason. "Well, are you just going to stand there and stare, or come over here and help yourself?"
Jason didn't say a thing but he answered her question by moving to Lisa's bed, shedding his clothing on the way, and presenting her with his tool.
Lisa took the thing in her hands, and pulled Jason to his knees in front of her. He gasped when she stroked him, obviously trying to control himself.
Lisa stopped her caressing, and said, "I'll be glad to have you in me, just as soon as you suck my tits. They're full of milk for a baby the others took with them when they left me here; and they hurt. Please."
Jason lost no time capturing one of her heavy, full tits in his mouth, and suckling at her breast. Lisa whimpered slightly at his initial action on her tit, then sighed with pleasure as he began to empty the over full mammary. While he suckle at her breast, she extracted some of her lubrication fluid from her interior, wiped it on Jason's cock, and pulled the overwhelmed male into her.
Lance found my temple guard just about that same time and I forgot about Lisa and the show she was going to put on, while I was launched into orbit by Lances fingers. I vaguely remember many grunts and groans coming from Lisa's bed, but Lance and I were too busy with each other to pay any attention to what Lisa may have suffered at the hands of my four other men that night.