[F] Camping Confessions, Part 1

I was out camping with three guys and shared a tent with one of them. There was supposed to be another girl but she flaked on us. It was almost midnight when we were all back in our tents hoping to get a good nights sleep so we can head out on our hike early the next morning. That’s when we started hearing moans coming from another campsite. It got louder and more obvious over time. Someone was having some amazing sex.

Our friends in the other tent clearly heard it too, and texted us in a group text, teasingly asking if it was us. I was already extremely horny and wet, and the text called out the elephant in the room. The guy I shared the tent with responded back “i’ll bet you perves wish we were”. He then gave a nervous chuckle and said to me “she sure sounds like she’s having fun.” I awkwardly responded “the time of her life.” At this point we were both laying next to each other in this 2-person tent in our sleeping bags. He then turned away from me and said “goodnight”. About 5-10 minutes pass as we laid there to the sounds of this woman’s fast-slow-fast moaning, with a few long grunts sprinkled in.

All of a sudden he turns back around and asks “are you ok?” I said “yea, why?” “you’re breathing kind of hard all of a sudden..” he says. I didn’t realize it then, by my heart was racing and I guess it showed. Extremely embarrassed, I told him I must just be cold. He told me I could come closer to stay warm. So I did. A few minutes later I put my arm over him and his sleeping bag and could easily tell he was rock hard and it was clear exactly where his cock was.

My pussy was throbbing at this point and I could feel wetness down my thighs. I wanted him so bad but didn’t know how to initiate it. Should I just reach for his cock? Should I ask him? Comment on his boner? What could I say that would be cute and hot but not desperate? I decided to go for it.

I leaned in and whispered in his ear “Your boner is turning me on.” He laughed nervously and managed to get out a “ha what?” I just looked into his eyes and smiled. He whimpered a “sorry” under his breath. I responded “Can I?” He looked confused and then nodded like he wasn’t sure what he was agreeing to. I then unzipped the side of his sleeping bag and reached for his cock. He felt huge; too big for my tiny hand. I slowly caressed every inch of his cock with just my finger tips, starting at the base and softly running my fingers up his shaft, taking my time to gently massage the head, eventually making sure he could feel all four of my finger tips and thumb slide off the tip. Then I started back down again, slowly and softly sliding his cock through a hole I made with just my thumb and index finger. He let out a deep groan when the head of his penis pushed its way through the hole that I had intentionally made just a bit too small. I continued to slide down his shaft, feeling every detail and pulsating vein along the way. I was still doing this under his sleeping bag, so simultaneously feeling and picturing his size and stiffness and what he looked like got me dripping wet. I let out a soft moan as I exhaled. I wanted to take my time and drive him wild. Up…down…up…back down again. Just when I’m about to end his torture and go down on him his head jerks up and he growls out a “FUCK” and I can feel his dick and balls tense up. He erupts and releases a HUGE load. I feel his warm thick cum run down my hands and fingers. It felt like it would never stop. I like to count how many times a man shoots, and he must have fired about 9-12 shots. When it seemed like he was finally done, I flipped off the covers to see the aftermath. His cock was still pretty hard. i watched as it continued to rise up from his stomach in what I assume were post-orgasm convulsions as there wasn’t any more semen coming out. He apologized because he knew he probably lasted less than a minute. I made sure he was watching as i licked and sucked his still warm and slightly salty cum off my hand and fingers. He grunted and grabbed himself. It seemed as if his boner never really went away. “We’re not done yet” I said to him. That was the first of three times that he came last night.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hqr1o7/f_camping_confessions_part_1