First lesbian experience with a stranger while camping (FF) and a little (FM)…

I need to get away. I’ve been cooped up in my apartment for months because of quarantine, but everything is still pretty much fucking closed. Then, I remembered camping exists.

Camping always was fun as a kid, normally it was with parents and siblings, but I’ll make due on my own. I bet I can do it. I’ll bring a taser and my kickboxing class experience.

I have some vacation time saved up, I think I’ll cash it in for a week and get into some nature. Maybe a forrest, maybe some mountains. I pack up an old tent my ex left. It’s old, but it should work fine. Look up how to book a spot online. It all seems pretty modern. Covid safe disclaimer, credit card and PayPal options…Ok, maybe I won’t get murdered…

I pull into the campgrounds with my little smart car. Found the spot I picked online.

“Site… 17.”

I mutter to myself as I slow to my site.

Socially distanced campsites, of course. Every other one closed off.

I set up my little one woman tent. Simple pop up number, stake it and forget it.

So now I’m lonely and isolated and quarantined….outside.

Fuck I’m lonely. And horny.

Pre Pandemic I was not one for one night stands or casual flings, but I had just ended a pretty long relationship the January before things fell apart.

I was desperate to get some. In a relationship my libido was measured and spread out, but after lockdown it had backed up and started to overflow. My brain started getting itself turned on over stupid things. Seeing dicks in every thing. Double entendres in every conversation… Blowjobs formed in the clouds.

I wanted a load of strangers cum leaking down into my panties

I wanted to be used up by some cock.

God, it was so unlike me but my fingers were not getting it done…

It was getting dark… I’ll start a fire to get my mind off the fire in my clit…

I make some tea and sit by the fire…

Fuck, I’m still horny. I thought I could get my mind off of it building the fire. No such luck. My clit was throbbing. I sat in my camp chair in front of the fire… hands in my hoody pockets… I don’t think anyone is close…I’ll look around…
There’s an empty campground taped off next to mine, but the next campground over there’s a woman sitting by her own fire. She’s facing me, but I don’t think she notices me… I wonder…
My hands slowly move under my pants… I start to rub and move my fingers over my clit, over my panties… It’s too far, I don’t know if she is looking straight at me or into the fire. Hard to tell. But she couldn’t tell I was getting myself off, could she?

It was hot regardless. Being watched. Almost being caught. It was dirty enough for this horny pussy. I tried not to moan or grind too much. I kept closing my eyes as I felt the pleasure roll over me as my pussy started leaking through the fabric. I slipped my fingers under directly on my clit. Inadvertently yelping a bit… Did she hear that? I froze. Nothing…

I’ll keep going…
She’s still staring over here…

My imagination starts to run wild. Why not?

What If I found a guy out here to fuck? God it feels so dirty to fuck a stranger…

I never wanted a cock in my mouth so bad. I didn’t care for blowjobs before, but I missed them. There’s a certain intimacy from putting genitals in your mouth without knowing their owners name. I’m so careful not to put too many carbs in my body, here I am wishing for a strangers cock to fuck my mouth. Cum on my tongue. Whatever you want, baby.

My mind starts to wander…

If I had a big, veiny, cock in front of me, I would start by kissing the tip…What was my go to routine again? Oh yes, start with caressing the balls, till he cannot take it. Then, start to glide and bob my head up and down that beautiful rigid man. After a bit, I like to slobber my open mouth down his shaft. Really gag on it like a slut. I love it when saliva starts to pool at the base as the spit and pre cum ooze down. My mouth slides down the side of the base of his cock. I start to lick and suck all the juices back into my mouth only to dribble it back down as I plunge my mouth back on his cock. My hand is covered in spit bubbles… God I miss cock.

My hand is on my clit under my clothes… She can’t tell I’m fucking my fingers. She’s too far away.

My fantasy continues…. What do I want right now? I feel like propping my pussy in the air and a huge cock to mount me. I want to spread my ass…
“Come fill me with that huge cock? Please?” I mutter to myself…

A year of quarantined celibacy has turned me into a slutty porn star apparently.
My fingers circle inside my pants… fuck I’m gunna cum…
Sitting in my camp chair I start to shake and spasm… I’m gunna cum. I start to shake, the waves flow over me. A release, more spasms…

“Are you ok?!” I hear a shout.

My eyes jolt open.
“Are you ok? I thought you might be having a seizure!”

It was her. My neighbor. She COULD see me. How embarrassing. She’s gotten up from her fire and taken a few steps towards me. Obvious look of concern on her face. Does she know? Does she REALLY think I had a seizure? Maybe she could tell I just had a big cum in front of her? Do I lie? What do I say?

Quick, say something…

“Oh, no, Thank you! I’m fine! Just got a bit chilly and got the shivers!”
Fuck, that’s embarrassing…

Let’s wrap these pleasantries up so I can go die now.

Still… It was a little hot being watched…

It’s getting late…

I drink some wine, smoked a joint I picked up on the way out of town… Feels good to be in the in the crisp forest air. Forget the mortification of Jilling off in front of a stranger who clearly was watching me the whole God damned time…Another sip of wine…another drag of my blunt…

I think I’ll turn in early.

I’m awake. Why? I’m fucking WET, and not the good kind. Fuck, the tent is leaking. I should have bought a new one. The one the ex left behind must have had a hole. Fuck! It’s filling up the bottom of the tent with water. My clothes and sleeping bag are drenched. Fuck it, I’ll get it later. I get out into the pouring rain as my tent starts to fill up from the rain. I’m sleeping in the middle of a giant puddle. Fuck. High ground. I knew I forgot something about camping.

I jump in my little car. Dripping down my seats. cramped, dark and cold. Rain streaming down my little windshield. Smart cars are great for one woman, NOT great for sleeping in. I try and shift and recline but is not going to happen. I can’t sleep, I’m still drunk and high and it’s dark and rainy as fuck. I can stay awake in the car until it clears up… Weather app doesn’t give me good news on that front. Fuck…

I don’t have much choice but to risk asking that nice lady who tried to save me from me choking on swallowing my own tongue while imagining choking on a strangers cum load…

Unfortunately, true Portlanders don’t carry umbrellas. I ran outside as quick as I could without slipping. The rain was unrelenting, my hair is soaked, my clothes get heavy as I trudge through the mud.

I knocked on the door of the RV, shivering and holding myself for warmth. The woman opens the door, she’s in a robe with a book on the couch. A few years older than me, thin and just a bit taller than me as well. A kind look on her face, turned to concern as she realizes what is happening even though I feel the need socially to get it all out loud.

I spoke so fast, I’m not sure she caught every word…

“Would it be cool if I stayed in your RV until this clears up? My tent is floating away and I can’t drive home in this in my little car. I’ll leave as soon as it clears up….” I said it all in one breath.

“Don’t be silly! Come in! You’ll catch a cold…”

She had a electric fireplace by a couch. It was very comfy looking for an RV.

She quickly came in with some towels for my hair and clothes.

She handed them to me with a smile.

“Give me a sec, I’ll get you some and some warm clothes and some privacy…”

She walked into the back of the camper, riffling through her little RV closet.

“I’m a writer, so I can live anywhere.” She shouted to me.

“I bought this sweet little RV and travel and enjoy nature and write on my laptop whenever I want! It’s a pretty sweet gig if you like nature too.”

“Sounds nice…” I said, still shivering a feeling a bit meek.

“I should have packed better but the forecast did not call for rain…, I’m so sorry, thank you for being so kind”

“Think nothing of it, I’ve been missing company… I’m Claire.”

She came back holding some of her clothes. I smiled, still drying my hair.

“Thank you, I’m Amber.”

We started to chat more,

“Do you drink, Amber? Would you like some wine?”

“Yes please. Especially after tonight… I think all my clothes and toiletries washed away with my tent…”

“Oh you poor thing” We’ll look at the damage tomorrow”

We start to talk about romance… I tell her about HIM… The selfish asshole. He fucking broke up with me as the pandemic was starting. As soon as lockdown talk started he texted “I think we should quarantine at our own apartments…” I had no idea he wanted to stay quarantined away from me… I kinda thought we would still see each other… He followed it up with “I actually think we should quarantine from each other as well…”

Long story short? He had another girlfriend. Instagram proves it. He didn’t mind quarantining with someone… just not me. Someone a bit blonder and big titted apparently.”

“Oh honey, you’re still young, you’ll find the right person…You sound kind of pent up…This may be to forward, but how long has it been since you’ve got off?”
“Honestly?”

She nodded.

“Earlier tonight before I went to bed…I wasn’t cold…I’m super embarrassed… I’m sorry…”

She stopped me,

“Now I’m embarrassed… I have to admit I was watching you from over here earlier. I saw your hands moving, I thought you might be masturbating, and when you stated shaking I thought you were cumming but I thought it safer to assume you were having a seizure…I wanted the excuse to talk to you anyways…”

“Well…” I said with a pregnant pause from a woman expecting triplets…

“Don’t YOU be embarrassed, I didn’t mean to put on a show, honestly, but I was getting off on the chance of being watched……”

I threw that out there… it felt right.

“I liked it…”

What’s this? She moves closer to me on the couch…

Silent… Except the rain pounding the outside…

She is beautiful… I never experimented with women before…

We start to move towards each other… Pausing to look into each others eyes before moving forward. We kiss. The incredible softness… the tender caressing… It wasn’t aggressive or rough… Her touch is tender and sensual without ever touching my breasts or clit… Kissing her is effortless and free. Our tongues speaking to each other more eloquently than our words ever could. Time slips away… I feel like a teenager again…

She slides down the couch, slowly kissing my neck and chest through my shirt… Well…. Her shirt, I guess.
“Let’s get rid of this shall we?” She slips off my shirt. I unclasp my bra for her… My tits pop out of their cage…She feels the weight in her hand. So gentle. A lot of guys would squeeze and smash them like fucking tonka trucks… She seems to be appreciating them…savoring them for their intrinsic beauty.

I look down as she starts to lap at my nipples with her tongue. Hers eyes closed and passionate…

Her fingers pinch her own nipples…

I start to caress her face as I relax into it…

Her hands slowly alternate between squeezing and softly brushing my breasts as she moves back and forth between them… My body starts welling up with sexual energy I don’t remember ever feeling. Hormones and adrenaline and sweat and spit all arousing my nipples inside… Claire’s mouth. Fuck this is hot. I looked down to see Claire’s fingers start to rub the outside of her pants. Well, I have the same equipment…

My fingers slide down and bump into hers. She jumps a little…

“I wasn’t sure if you were comfortable enough…”

“I want to” I said, pushing her hands out of the way. She started to grind on my fingers. Pushing back against me. I could feel the warmth of her body radiate through her jeans…She starts rocking, rhythmically on my hand. I grab her head as she bites down on my nipples slightly. She holds my nipple in between her teeth as she slathers it with her saliva. She starts to flick back and forth, steadily. A warmth starts to build in my nipples again… I’m going to cum. This woman is going to make my fucking right nipple have an orgasm in her mouth…

God, the bliss… The sharp, bright, shining, climax of joy my nipple created inside a stranger woman’s mouth, in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere…

So. Fucking. Hot.

I screamed loud… No one could hear over the pelting rain anyways…
She smiled at me… “You’re fun.”

“I’ve never cum like that before…” I said.

“Ever been with a woman?” She asked.

“No… First time…”I said quietly.

“Here.” She said softly.

“I’ll be gentle”

She started to kiss me again. The passion had ramped up from the first kiss. The nerves had fallen away after that first nipple-gasm.

Our hands groping tits, hands wandering to hips and ass.

Our tongues intwined as candlelight flickered off our faces…

“I know you just got dressed…”

Claire said as she started to take my pants off, my tan, laced trim panties showing an obvious wet spot. She lay me down on the couch, spreading my legs and moving her head slowly towards the growing wetness. Her tongue slowly presses up against me. Her moans vibrate through my hips. The fabric rubs against my clit, the friction sparks wildfires in my brain. Her fingers grip my thighs as she slowly teases my clit.

If this were a man, he would probably already be finished.
She was just getting started and INTO it. Her mouth and fingers play with my pussy lips, clit and opening. Back and forth and side to side and switching and moving…

Slowly she moves the panties to the side and starts to feel me… So slick, so wet, her fingers glide inside without much contact… I’m dripping wet for this woman…

Her tongue pushes the rest of the panties aside as she slowly starts lapping at my clit. I tense up and grab her head. Her fingers are still teasing my opening as she flicks my clit in her open mouth… I start to tweak my nipples and sink more into the couch as she laps me on her knees.
“Take them off” I tell her

She starts to slip them off and wastes no time sticking her fingers right back to teasing me. Her tongue directly laps at my clit and I start shaking… How can I feel like this with no dick in sight?
It’s like I’ve never had sex before. Has a man EVER touched my clit correctly?

I look down and see the top of her head, barely moving, but my clit KNOWS her tongue is moving. A lot. Back and forth it slides over my clit, teetering left and right and throbbing with each pass. Up and down, and swirling…. God this feels amazing…

“Want to try something a little different?”

I nod quickly, she gets up and helps me to my feet.

“Follow me”

We walk to the back of the RV to her bed.

“I want you to ride my face.” She slipped off her robe
Inside I hesitated. I’ve never ridden a guys face, let alone a woman’s. I nodded.

She laid down and smirked, face tilted back with a expecting smile.
“Please… take a seat.”

I giggled and must have shown a bit more awkwardness than I intended. She helped me get positioned. My clit bumped her nose as I settled on top. I saw her eyes sticking out, looking up at me as her lips started to suck my clit deep into her mouth. Her tongue flattened and welcomed my clit to glide and fuck her face into the bed. “Use me… use my face to cum”

She yelled out in between lapping at my dripping cunt.

Her fingers were rubbing her own clit as she welcomed my clit inside her mouth.

I went wild, my sexual instincts took over. Normally I was a bit more controlled during sex but she unlocked something in me. Something that let me let go like I never could with him. With ANY guy.

My hips wildly thrust against her mouth, I reach back and pinch her nipples as I bear down on her head…

I think I’m getting the hang of this.

I start slowly bouncing my clit off her mouth… it’s building to another one…

Her hands wrapped around my waist, pulling my hips into her waiting mouth.

Oh god something is welling up inside me. It’s so warm… what is this? A big orgasm? I’m pushed over the edge before I realize it… Warm liquid starts leaking and gushing… I’m squirting into this woman’s open mouth after face fucking her with my clit. God this is hot…

“Thank you for that!” She smiles getting up.

“Are you ok?“

“Oh honey I wished a beautiful woman like you would try to drown me with her pussy tonight…”

I smiled and touched my pussy…

“I came in to get dry…”

“Well If you’d like time to dry that pussy out, I have something else you can try…
She laid back on the bed, spreading her pussy.

“I’ve never done this, I may be bad at it…”

“Let me judge… Please…”

I lowered my head toward her hips.

“Ok…”

I started to hesitantly kiss her stomach and hips. Trying to be sexy and tease her… I start caressing her thighs… how do I like to be touched? If I had my mouth down my my pussy, what would I want?

My fingers slowly touch her lips. They were beautiful. I had never seen a live pussy this close before. It was warm and smelled sweet. I parted her lips to see her clit. Beautiful, glistening and emerging for me. Waiting for me.

I breathe my hot breath on her clit. It practically shivers with anticipation. Maybe that was me…

Slowly my tongue stretches out towards it….

“Please…” She whimpers.

Here I goes….

I start to lap… It’s so soft and warm. It feels silky smooth against my tongue. The anxiety at first melts away within seconds… I’m eating her pussy like I’ve always known how. I want to try and mimic her a bit… my fingers start to tease her opening… I get this urge to finger fuck her, but I also should take it slow.

One finger slips in. I feel the warmth… the grooves. It’s so different being inside someone else pussy… So deep. She moans and squirms as I move my finger… I’m causing this pleasure… I start to suck on her clit, she instantly starts bucking and moaning louder. I get a little bolder and start to curve my finger to hit her G-spot. She screams. My face is wet… My hand is wet. My pussy is definitely wet. Fuck it. I straddle her face 69 style. Strike while the iron is hot…

She laughs and grabs my hips. She pulls me towards her mouth and sinks in. Her head moving and nodding with her tongue, wilding lapping at me. I scream as I realize how one sided this is… I bend my head down to lick her. Her clit greets my tongue… It’s hard and stiff. Like a little tiny cock head. I curled my tongue and fucked her clit with my taco-tongue. Her hands ran through my hair while screaming… The ability to scream in the wilderness in the middle of the night in a rainstorm was very cathartic. Not as cathartic as serving my wet pussy to this woman I just met, but they both were helping. Our hips slightly bucking and grinding against the others face. She grabbed me and started to roll. She flipped us! She started to grind her pussy into my face. My tongue found her hole and started to lap at her. Long, slow laps up to her clit and back down, her hips grinding into me as we slow danced with our tongues…We started to suck and finger each other harder… Hitting each others g-spots… sucking and slobbering all over each other, the intense sparks flew through my body. The orgasms started to come, wave after wave into each other… As one ebbed another started flowing… She kept pounding my Spot and licking my clit relentlessly… I think we both needed this. We both started shaking as our bodies went limp and laid down next to each other… Rain pounding on the roof as we fall asleep in each others arms…

Camping is more fun than I remember…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/me4j6m/first_lesbian_experience_with_a_stranger_while