1. Maybe, Someday


    Date: 6/18/2017, Categories: Anal, Author: sassys, Source: LushStories

    We are sitting around the campfire long after all the other campers have gone inside their RVs. The fire has died down to just embers. I am getting sleepy after a long day of fun in the sun and lean my head on his shoulder, running my hands softly up and down his thigh, going just a bit higher with each caress, until my hand brushes his cock and I feel it instantly get hard. This encourages me to be bolder as I start rubbing and massaging his cock harder through the thickness of his jeans. He growls, “Come here,” as he reaches down, grabs my hand, and pulls me towards him. I climb onto his lap and straddle his hips, grinding my pussy against the hardness of his cock. He pulls me forward and nuzzles my neck, kissing his way up to my ear; I feel his hot breathe and I inhale sharply as he moves his mouth to mine. His mouth takes possession of mine as I feel his hands slide up under my shirt and caress my back. I moan as I feel one hand slide around to cup a breast, his thumb rubbing roughly against my nipple, instantly making them both hard. He moves his mouth back down my neck as he lifts my shirt and takes a nipple in his mouth. I feel myself getting wetter and I grind against his hard cock. He reaches down between our bodies and rubs me through my jeans. I moan loudly and grind myself harder into both his cock and hand. He moves is mouth back up to my neck and then my ear as he says, huskily, “Baby, let’s go inside.” Reluctantly, as I don’t want to move, but knowing something ... better is about to happen, I slide off his lap. He grabs my hand and eagerly but gently pulls me inside. He sits on the edge of the bed with me standing before him. He says, “Baby, take off your clothes for me, I want to see you.” Shyly I slip off my top and bra; self-consciously I turn my back to him. I slip out of my jeans, bending forward displaying my ass as I bend to slide the jeans down my legs; I am sure he can see the wet spot on my pink panties. A spot he had created as we sat outside around the campfire just a few moments ago. I hear a sharp intake of breath, and turn to look at him, still in my panties. He has moved up the bed and has removed his shirt, his jeans are still on but he has unzipped them. “Damn,” I think as I drink in the site of him, reclined against the pillows, “God, he is so sexy.” My eyes travel down his chest, following the line of hair that gets thicker, my gaze moving down his happy trail, my eyes landing on his treasure; his hard cock that he now has in his hand. I crawl onto the bed, still in my panties and take his cock in my hand, lowering my mouth over it. I have wanted this cock in my mouth ever since the first time I had seen it. I could not wait to taste it, feel it throb as I bobbed my head up and down; I wanted to lick the pre-cum off the head as it formed a pool there. I ran my hands up his chest loving the feel of his chest hair, rough yet silky against my hand. I bring my hands down to grip his cock. I stoked it with both my hands ...
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