| Straight: Lusty Liaisons: One night, one tent. (2/3) |
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abandon the tents for dry, warm cars. I hear her tell someone she is determined to sleep in the tent. It took them almost an hour to set it up and she’ll be damned if she doesn’t use it. Fortunately, I also intend on staying inside the tent. I jump out of the hot tub and head inside and change back into my clothes. Fuck. I forgot to bring underwear. I was wearing my suit underneath my jeans and I neglected to bring a pair for after the hot tub.
Back outside, almost everyone is gone. I walk towards the tent and I hear them giggle inside. Mary is in there, drunk and on the verge of passing out. I see her silhouette. She’s undressing. I quietly step around the tent and peer in through a partially open mesh window. Her hands cross her front as she grabs her shirt and pulls it over her head. Her breasts playfully bounce as she moves. I see her nipples pushing through her red lace bra. My own hand has unzipped my pants and I am again stroking my cock as I watch. Her hands have now moved to her pants and she unbuttons them. She carefully peels her jeans from her hips and thighs, careful not to take her thong off as well. Her ass, illuminated by a faint light, is a perfect shape. A faint moan escapes my mouth. She stops, frozen in the moment. I put myself back into my jeans and zip my pants. I pretend I was taking a piss and make it known that I’m going to come in the tent. As I walk in, she says, “I think we should all spoon to stay warm. It’s starting to get cold.” “OK.”
I take my coat off and lay my sleeping bag out. She walks over and lays her pillow next to mine. I’m getting hard thinking about lying next to her with my cock pressing against her ass. I grab a blanket and pull it over the top of us after she lies down. She’s on her side already and asks why I haven’t scooted closer to keep her warm. I move closer. I press close to her and place my hand on her left hip. She shifts her hips back at me, slowly grinding on my now solid cock. I know she can feel it. I hear her breathing start to get heavy. She pulls her hair up and away from her neck. I lean in and let my warm breath pass her neck. She moans quietly. I let my left hand start to explore her hip and ass. I slip underneath her pajama pants and begin to run my fingers along the lace of her thong. She shifts herself and her right hand is now rubbing my leg, kneading it along with the movements of my hand. I lift her panties with my fingers to reveal a smooth pussy. She gasps for breath as my fingers slide down, parting her slick lips. Her clit is throbbing as I run my index finger over it, making a figure eight. She grabs my left hand and stops me. I feel her wiggle around and remove her pajama pants. She looks over her shoulder. “You too.”
“I can’t, I’m not wearing any underwear.” “Do it.”
My pants come off and my cock is now stabbing straight out from my |
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