You feel his hands grabbing you from your armpits. You start to get up, but that’s not what he has in mind. He pushes you back and make you lay down on your back. No, the adventure is not over yet. Yes, you got a good gulp of cum down your throat, that’s laying now in your stomach. But you haven’t orgasm yet. Your pussy lips drenched in your juices are a reminder of that. And that aching, erect clit requires some attention. He kneels between your apart legs and leans towars your pleasure box. He stops less than inch from you and inhales deeply. “Your scent is the best aphrodisiac available!” you hear his voice again. A shiver goes through your whole body, your nipples get even more harder that earlier, farther than the aching point and a spasm shakes your vagina. You can feel your fluids gushing out between your lips and flowing toward your butt. Being so exposed to a stranger… you want to close your legs, but you know better than that. You’re here for him to feast on you and your body. This is why you entered this tent in the first place. This thought does the opposite: you open your legs even wider apart and raise your butt to arrange the cheeks in such a way that he can now see your brown eye too. Everything should be on display. This is your purpose now, this is why you breathe at the moment: to give this man everything you have and he might want.nipples between his lips. Licks it. Your knees almost gave in and you feel like falling. He keeps biting and sucking that nip. He reaches for your hand and puts it on his cock. You feel its length ( a bit above average) and it’s girth (boy, it’s thick!). You cannot wait anymore to feel it, you drop to your knees and take it hungrily in your mouth. Not easy, in the beginning. It’s thick. But NOTHING will stand between you and feeling that cock in your throat. You lick it and wet it with your saliva and take it again in your mouth, bobbing on it. Every time you push forward, it goes farther and farther. After few minutes, you feel your nose reaching his shaved navel. You did it! The feeling of that cock’s head in your throat makes your pussy to start dripping. You hear his voice again: “I will cum in your mouth, not in your throat, and you will swallow it all.” Although it is said in a low voice, you understand it’s not a request. Tho more thrusts and you feel the pulsation. You take it out of your throat and rest it on your tongue. And suddenly, it comes: pulse after pulse of hot, creamy, salty liquid hit your taste buds. It’s so much of it! You gulp down once, then twice, and it’s still coming! You need to gulp one more time before it stops. You don’t want the feeling to end. You keep the cock in your mouth. Licking the underhead with your tongue. Then you take it all out and lick it all, cleaning it from both his and your liquids. You swallow EVERYTHING.
You feel his hands grabbing you from your armpits. You start to get up, but that’s not what he has in mind. He pushes you back and make you lay down on your back. No, the adventure is not over yet. Yes, you got a good gulp of cum down your throat, that’s laying now in your stomach. But you haven’t orgasm yet. Your pussy lips drenched in your juices are a reminder of that. And that aching, erect clit requires some attention. He kneels between your apart legs and leans towards your pleasure box. He stops less than inch from you and inhales deeply. “Your scent is the best aphrodisiac available!” you hear his voice again. A shiver goes through your whole body, your nipples get even more harder that earlier, farther than the aching point and a spasm shakes your vagina. You can feel your fluids gushing out between your lips and flowing toward your butt. Being so exposed to a stranger… you want to close your legs, but you know better than that. You’re here for him to feast on you and your body. This is why you entered this tent in the first place. This thought does the opposite: you open your legs even wider apart and raise your butt to arrange the cheeks in such a way that he can now see your brown eye too. Everything should be on display. This is your purpose now, this is why you breathe at the moment: to give this man everything you have and he might want.
He plants a kiss on your mound. You barely feel his lips through the long hair of your bush. And another one. And one, lower, toward your clit. The next one lands on your clit hood, exposed by the engorged button beneath. Usually it’s hidden in the folds of your innie pussy you’re so proud of. But now, it clearly stands out, praying for attention. Another shiver, from head to toe. A moan escapes your lips and you’re even not bothered of the fact that any by-passer can hear. That’s not your concern now. You can only think of that great cock and hoping he’ll be kind enough to plant it deep in your cunt soon. Maybe this is what you are now? Only a cunt?
He lays down on his belly between your legs. The first lick on your parted lips, from the perineum to the clit brings you to an full-body, exploding orgasm. You literally explode: your scream is loud, your body flies up from the ground, like electrocuted. It takes few seconds for you to land back down and he goes back to work. His tongue splits your lips apart and he plunges in. Your fluids flow on his face, in his mouth, you feel him gulping down. He keeps licking hard on your clit, alternating with tongue-fucking you. A long series of orgasms rock your body. Every time his tongue goes up or down, another one starts. He puts his hands on your boobs, touching your nipples with his fingers. They are so aroused, every touch only amplifies your tongue-generated orgasms. At first he plays with them, brushing his fingers over them, catching them between his fingers. But then it gets harder and harder, like he’s trying to test your limits: he pinches them, squeezes them, turning them like a volume knob that seems that indeed controls the volume of your moans. All the stimuli from such sensitive points bring you to another exploding orgasm. This time you cannot refrain yourself and your hands fly to your pussy, pushing his head away and burying your hand deep inside, frantically rubbing the clit while wave after wave of powerful orgasms take your mind to the bliss levels.
When you come back to Earth, there’s silence for few seconds and you ask yourself “what next?” Then you hear his voice again: “Looks like it’s time to deal with that pussy”. Nothing he might have said could have brought more joy to your gut than hearing these words. He grabs you and put you on your hands and knees. You spread your legs apart for him, letting him know he’s more than invited to get in. You hope he’ll go for your pussy and not your ass. Not that you have a problem with anal, but you want him in your cunt so bad! You feel him playing with his head on your pussy lips, going up and down along the slit. It’s only few seconds of play, but for you is like hours of torment. Then BAAAM! He’s buried it all deep in you in one thrust! Another scream comes out of your lungs and your body flies forward. Not from pain, your pussy is so well-lubricated, but the surprise and the orgasm that followed (you lost count of how many you had). Anticipating this, your impaler put his hands on your shoulders and kept you in place. As a result, you only could arch your back and you did it so high, that his cock gets out of your pussy. When you come back to your senses, he gets back into you, with slow, long moves. You feel so full. His girth comes now to an assistance and you feel he’s stretching your vagina’s walls. You feel every vein on his hard cock, the rim of the head of his cock. He’s starting to accelerate the pace. Faster and faster, reaching machine-like speed. Every thrust is to the hilt, sending shocks to your whole body. Your dangling heavy breasts swing back and forth. The sounds of the slaps of his navel on your butt and your breasts on your belly are like a symphony to your ears. You lose yourself in the feelings. Suddenly, you feel another pair of hands on your head. The thoughts rush to your head and occupy your mind. Another man? But how? You never heard the tent’s opening. Must have been someone that entered with you both. That means all that time there was a third person watching? The thought makes you even wetter. You feel the head of another dick touching your lips and you open your mouth, eagerly. It enters your mouth and starts pumping in and out, at the rhythm of your partner’s thrust deep in your pussy. Oh, wait a minute! You know this cock! It’s your man! He was here all the time, enjoying his wife giving herself to a total stranger and seeing your are OK. If that’s not love, than what is it? This thought it’s like a pill, you stop being alert and just stay there, on hands and knees, enjoying a thick dick filling your pussy and a beloved one filling your mouth, your breasts swinging back and forth, almost aching. You feel your man getting stiff and his dick pulsating in your mouth. Your stranger stops pumping, not to destroy his orgasm. You happily receive his load after load and swallow most of it, with some dripping on your chin. Your man retreats and the stranger goes back to work. Few more pumps and he plunges deep too, filling your other end with his thick cum too. The feeling of his pulsating cock inside you fill you with joy. When his orgasm subsides, he takes it out. A big glob of your mixed juices follow and drips along your legs. You stay as you were, so he comes in front of you and gives you his cock for you to clean. You can’t be more happy and do the best job ever. You hear the tent’s covering open and then close, and you feel warm hands hugging you. The blindfold is removed and you see your man looking at you, with a smile. “I love you!” You look back at him and exhausted, you reply “I know!”
You wake up. Looking around, you realized you’re still in the tent. Your man still hugs you, holding you while you probably fell asleep. No wonder, with the levels of energy you spent. “How long did I sleep?” “About 45 minutes. Looks like you needed it”. “Oh, yes, that’s for sure”. You get up and put your mini dress back on. Your man is already waiting you by the tent’s opening, folding the tent’s opening for you to get out. He tells you he needs to go get something from the car and he’ll meet you by your tent. Back in the open, you inhale deep, getting air to the bottom of your lungs. After the stale air in the tent, it feels good. But the feelings from the last hours’ events shadow everything. Your pussy feels good, your nipples still carry the memory of those fingers on them and you still have the taste of fresh cum on your taste buds. All these thoughts get your pussy dripping again. You keep walking, almost not paying attention to the surroundings. A satisfied grin slowly takes its place on your face.
“Damn, lady, that’s one good perfume you’re wearing!” Startled, you stop in your steps and turn around to see where the voice is coming from. A face of an older man appears above a laundry line. He looks at you as he attaches a wet sheet to the line. “If I’m not mistaken, there are some good natural ingredients there” You try to understand what he’s talking about. You take a deep breath and it struck you: the wetness flow from your pussy on your inner thighs, that combination of your juices and stranger’s semen emitted a powerful just-had-sex smell. You blush and lower your head, slightly embarrassed. The Old Man comes from behind the sheet and you see he’s naked. Tanned, slim, tribal motives tattooed on arms. Grey hair, grey mustache and beard, short grey hair all over his body, grey pubic hair, muscular feet. Oh, and an interesting cock: flaccid, but long and slim. He catches your look to his groin and turns completely to you, as inviting you to take a better look. Understanding you’ve been caught makes you blush even more. But is also exciting. As a result, your nipples stand erect again, showing clearly through the thin fabric. He comes closer, takes your chin between his fingers and lifts your face so your eyes meet. “Oh, and you’re using a great skin lotion too!” he says, while taking off a piece of dried cum from your throat. Some of your previous meal, that your man didn’t see to clean it up. You ask yourself how many men (and women?) saw you walking like that through the camp. The thought arouses you so much that you need to squeeze your thighs together. “The engine is running, huh?” he says, with a very clear innuendo in his voice. “Well, you better go to your place and clean yourself up. And if you want something better than the baby wipes, I have a shower arranged behind my tent. Water runs from 2100 till 2115. So you better be here in time. No need to bring money, I’ll already find a way to charge you for that shower”. He turned around and left. Just like that. You got your instructions. Now depends on you if you’ll follow them or not. Will you be there? The idea of a shower after few days of baby wipes sounds really appealing. Especially after the tent escapade. On the other hand, is pretty clear how The Old Man expects you to pay for it. “Even better!” you think to yourself and start walking toward your place. “Two birds with one stone!” A large grin takes again its place on your face. Few more steps and you reach your tent. Inside, your man is already waiting. A single look and he understands something happened that you got back so late. “OK, I’m listening”. You sit face to face to him, in the frog position. The same smell The Old Man felt earlier fills now the tent and it’s intoxicating. While you tell him about your encounter, he cannot take away his eyes from your dripping pussy. Seeing that makes you even hornier. With your last word he pushes you on your back and enters you in one swift move. That’s no love making, but pure animal lust. His trusts are deep and hard. When he feels his coming close, he takes one of your nipples between his teeth and starts putting pressure on it. Few more thrusts and he stiffens, sending more semen deep in your pussy. You explode at the same time. “Now for sure you need that shower”, he says, and you both fall in a deep sleep.
The afternoon flows without any other events. For you the time looks like came to a standstill. Like 9 o’clock in the evening will never arrive. You barely eat dinner. The anticipation makes you restless. Finally , the time has come. You throw on yourself another mini-dress you brought (the green one you wore in the morning needs badly a wash), no underwear. They will only get in the way. Your man closes the tent and you both start walking toward The Old Man’s place. You get there in a matter of minutes. He’s waiting in the same spot you saw him in the morning. “Oh, here you are! And I get you’re the lucky guy?” “Yes. My part ends here. I’ll be back in our tent, if anyone needs me.” Your man turns and leaves. He is not needed there, he only wanted to know where you’ll be.
“Good thing you came few minutes earlier. I’ll show you the place and explain how the thing works.” Again, he turns away and leaves. He didn’t say it, but you know that you should follow him. He’s leaving the impression that your his now. There to enjoy a shower and please him as its fare. If he only knew how much this idea arouses you. Actually, he might know it. Otherwise would be hard to explain why he acts like that. He probably KNOWS you’re his from now!
You reach the back of the line of tents. On a wooden deck there’s a pipe and a shower head installed. Where is the pipe coming from or to what is connected to, you cannot see. No walls, curtains or anything. Out in the open. Good thing he showers in the dark. Maybe he doesn’t care, he’s anyway in the nude all day long, but for you, to shower out in the open is a first.
“So here’s the thing. The water will start shortly. I have here a bar of soap. The BM style is that everyone soaps and washes the other one. You better be quick, or we’ll remain with soap on and no water. I’ll wash you first, to show you how it’s done. Got that?” “Yes” “Yes, Sir. I’m not your pal. You came here for a shower and I am here to collect the payment. Any questions?” “No, Sir” “That’s better. Get here, under the shower.” You take off your mini-dress and put it aside. First time you are naked in the open here. And one on one with The Old Man. You already start feeling the wetness developing. A flow of water starts pouring out of the sudden. You get under it, wetting your hair and the whole body. The Old Man takes the soap in his hands, makes some foam and starts washing you with it. Shoulders, throat, breasts, belly, down to the pubic hair and then the whole length of your feet. “Turn around”. You follow and he does the same on your back. He reaches your buttocks and then goes lower on your thighs, calves and to your ankles. That’s all? You’ll almost disappointed. But that’s only the beginning. He puts the soap aside and starts to wash your shoulder plates with his hands. And going lower and lower. His hands do wonders on your back, a wonderful massage and a shower at the same time. His hands reach your buttocks again. This time he takes his time playing with their roundness. His hands enter your crack, washing your hole and at the same time playing with it. It feels good! You stick your butt to him and he goes toward the front, to your pussy. You feel his fingers on your lips. Then parting them, going inside. Now he KNOWS how wet you are! You spread your legs apart, making more room for him. But he has other plans: he keeps washing your legs to your ankles, back then front. When he reaches your pussy in front, he stands and hugs you from behind. His hands on your navel. Moving in circles, washing everything in their way: your belly, your belly button, your breasts, your shoulders, your throat, your face, without getting to the eyes. Looks like you’re perfectly washed, head to toe. Now it’s time for some games: he goes back to your tits and starts playing with them. The soapy hangers feel so good in his hands. He squeezes them, kneads them, they are like two pieces of dough in his big hands. He reaches for the nipples and takes them between his fingers. The big buttons are hard and aching from all the arousal. He pinches them hard and you moan. You realize that anyone can hear, you HAVE to be silent. He pinches them again, tormenting them. Pulls them up and all the breasts’ weight is on them. It hurts, but it’s a pain that translates in waves of pleasure in your vagina’s walls. One hand goes down to your bush, pulling the hairs. You flinch again and he spanks your buttocks. “Stand still, you’re wasting my water!” He goes back to your bush and his fingers look for your pussy lips. He feels your pussy from outside, moving along your lips. All this time, his other hand doesn’t leave your nipple alone for a moment. The stimuli is from too many places, it gets you more and more wet. Suddenly you feel his finger inside you. Then another one. You part your legs farther, to make him room for more. His hand starts moving faster and faster, his fingers fucking your wanting cunt. You feel your orgasm building, both your pussy and your nipple adding to the pleasure. When he feels you’re close he takes his hands out. You are surprised for a second but then you see his hand going down on a hard slap, directly on your clit. You are sure the whole camp heard the scream that came out of your lungs. The shock wave of the orgasm’s explosion rock your whole body and your knees get weak. The Old Man holds you by your breasts so you won’t fall. That pleasant pain again. He turns you facing him and hugs you close, skin to skin, holding you while you land back from the heights of your orgasm, get the strength back to your legs and settle your breath to a normal pace. Being so close to him, you sniff his scent. Seems he used that shower, he has a pleasant smell of a combination of soap, incense and sweat. It’s almost as good as that smell that radiated from you back in your tent.
You break the hug and realized the water has stopped. You look up at him and he says “It looks like I won’t shower today. But you still need to make a close acquaintance with my friend here”, while shoving his cock forward. You get the message and take his cock in your hand, while your other one brings he closer, in close hug, like earlier. You bury your face in the curve of his neck. It gives you a feeling of security and him one of ownership. While stroking his cock, you plant few small kisses on his neck. You look him in his eyes, showing him your lust and gratitude. Then you get down on your knees. His now hard cock is at your eyes level. You start kissing it. The feeling of your lips on it makes him shiver this time. You take your tongue out and start licking. The head first, along its slit, then the whole length of the shaft, on all its sides: up, down, left, right. You stop for a second, take another look at it, open your mouth and engulf it with your lips. Holding it for a fraction of a second in, feeling it’s hardness and the softness of its skin at the same time. Then you start moving your head back and forth, taking it more and more in your mouth, while at the same time massaging it with your tongue and creating a suction effect. You feel the effect of al this on The Old Man immediately, his cock hardens even more, his breath becomes heavier. But he’s done with the games: he puts his hands on the back of your head and starts controlling its movements. Both speed and distance. He’s fucking your face. Your mouth. You put your hands down on your calves, like signalling him you’re his to work on. The pace is getting faster. His cock is almost at the entrance of your throat. You hear a sounds behind you, like a stone moving. You want to look, but his grip on your head won’t allow it. Two more thrusts and he’s in your throat. Then another two and he stays there for few seconds. You have no air, but he feels when it’s too much and takes his long cock out. The face fucking continues for few more minutes, with him taking pauses deep in your throat. You already want to feel his sperm going down to your guts. But it’s not the time yet. He takes his dick out and turns you around, pressing at the base of your neck. You get the message and fall on all fours, parting your legs to make room for him. He kneels behind you, aligns his dick to your opening and buries himself to the hilt deep in your pussy in one move. A loud moan escapes your lips. He’s not thick like the stranger, but his length reaches to places you didn’t feel in that tent. The fast pace returns. You hear the slaps of his belly on your buttocks, the sound of his balls on your pussy lips and clit and the pleasure of that deep spot in your vagina he’s reaching at every thrust. “Take a sit, Jeff ol’ pal, might take some time”, you hear The Old Man saying. Jeff? So THERE is someone else there! That sound you heard earlier was not the wind! OMG! How long he’s standing there? What did he see? So many questions flood your brain. Then you hear a voice from the darkness replying: “Fine lady you got there, Petey. Never knew women can orgasm from a slap on their clit” Oh, fuck! He’s here THAT long ?? The exhibitionist in you surfaces and your pussy is now drenched in juices. His hard thrusts are not enough anymore, you throw your pussy back at him every time, as to make the penetration even deeper and harder. “Actually, pal, why don;t you come over? This lady has an open end that need to be stuffed” Oh, wow. This evening just reached the 3some level. Can it get any better? An even older man comes out from the shadows. Also naked. A bit of a belly and a start of boobs, but the erect cock looks good: thick and average in length, like the stranger’s. Might it be the same guy? He comes closer and without any introduction pushes his cock between your lips. A stale taste of sweat and piss fill your mouth. So long since you felt that piss taste. You should go back to it some time. You lick it a bit, wet it with your saliva. Then the two men take the matters into their hands: Pete’s (now she knew The Old Man’s name) thrusts from back threw her forward into Jeff’s hard cock. And vice-versa. That spit-roasting feeling you missed for so much time! You think how lucky you are that Jeff’s cock only reached your throat’s entrance, it wasn’t something you could have taken in your throat that easy. The corners of your mouth started aching from its thickness. Suddenly, Pete got out of your pussy, pulled you into a standing position facing Jeff and said to him: “You have to feel this pussy, ol’ pal” Jeff tried to penetrate you standing, but he had a hard time. He took you in his arms, you put your legs around him and then slide down, impaling yourself on his hard cock. Oh, good, that thick thing stretches you so good! The memories of the encounter from earlier invade your brain. You start jumping on that fat cock, every time it penetrates you the waves of pleasure from your vagina’s walls surge into your whole body. You shiver every time his deep to the hilt. Suddenly you feel Pete hugging you from behind. He grabs your tits and mauls them. Then goes to your nips and torments them. The pain from your nips and the feeling in your cunt is too much for you and you explode again. Hang yourself hard on Jeff. You impale yourself on his cock, hard. Another orgasm. You pull yourself up. And let yourself fall on his cock again. Another orgasm. Same happens two more time. Pete gets closer and tries to enter your pussy from behind. But your lips are full with Jeff’s thick organ, no way you can take both of them. “OK”, says Pete, “Plan B” and you feel the head of his dick at your back door. Jeff holds you still for a second and Pete pushes his way in. The wetness from your pussy earlier save you a lot of pain and acts as only lubrication. You feel so full. Now, with every time you get up and let yourself fall, your both holes are filled by hard cocks. It’s a wonderful sensation, you feel another orgasm building. You free your hands from around Jeff’s neck and lean back on Pete. Their hands are the ones that move now your body up and down on their dicks. Your tits exposed and free is a sign for Pete to go work on them again. You throw your arm backwards, around Pete’s neck. You bring your faces close and kiss him, your tongue exploring his mouth. Who knew, when you woke up this morning, that this is how you’ll feel at the end of it? You want it harder and harder, so you pull yourself up and let yourself again to fall hard on their cocks. Again. And again. And again. After half a minute of powerful penetration and hard treatment of your nipples from Pete’s hands, you explode again in the most powerful orgasms of the day. You seal your lips on Pete’s and the loud scream is muffled in his mouth. Your whole body shakes, like a strong current going through it. You’re like dancing on the two cocks, which create more and more smaller orgasms. Like aftershocks after a powerful earthquake. The two men stop and let you do all the work. Actually, you shudder so hard that they don’t need to move at all. The pleasure subsides. The two men let you fall on the deck. You’re on your knees, head down, trying to get your breath back. It takes two minutes. When you lift your head back, you see the two men looking at you, in admiration for your performance. You realize is time for you to pay them back. You lift yourself on your knees, take Pete’s cock in your mouth and Jeff’s in your hand. You go from one to the other for few minutes, until you feel Jeff getting closer. You concentrate on him, going faster and faster on his member. You feel him stiffening, grabbing your head and holding you steady. Splash after splash of his cum floods your mouth, and you swallow it down. Gulp, and another one. You clean his dick, while never taking your hand off Pete’s stiff cock. Now is his turn. You take his cock deep in your mouth, then in your throat. You massage it with your tongue, giving him the best blowjob you can, as if your life depend on it. And the result comes quickly: you feel the cock stiffening and you take it deep in your throat, your lips resting . He sends his load down your throat, you feel the pulsations of his cock on your lips and you feel proud for doing such a good job. When you feel you got it all, you take it of your mouth, take few breaths and go back to cleaning his cock too. Pete pulls you up to your feet and says “You did well. Let’s get you home”.
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