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Misty
I don’t know how long I stayed there, tears running down my face as the breeze picked up. The bass rumbled behind me, muted and forgotten in my shock and embarrassment. I thought he knew! How could I have been so stupid?! I smoked a cigarette, letting it mix with the lingering effects of my roll, calming me down a bit. Suddenly I felt someone coming up behind me, “hey, are you doing alright back here?”
I stamped my cigarette out and wiped my eyes, “sorry,” I croaked out before heightening my voice again, “I just came back here to chill for a bit, I’ll leave.” I folded my arms, keeping my head down as I began to walk back towards the front of the stage.
“No wait, I’m not security or anything,” she laughed. It was such a warm sound, and I stopped and felt the tightness in my body loosen a bit. “Didn’t I see you dancing earlier, in the front row? You and that guy were really gettin’ it girl!” She laughed again, and this time I smiled and covered my face, groaning and giggling sheepishly.
“Yeeeaahh, I guess lots of people saw that, sorry for the free show,” I still hid my gaze from her, sure that my makeup was ruined and that I looked, in that moment, like a pathetic piece of shit.
“Don’t be, that shit was hot, made my job a lot more interesting tonight.” I looked up for the first time and probably shook my head a little bit. It was the hoop dancer!
“Oh my god hi, you’re the dancer from the stage,” I sputtered like an idiot.
“Haha yep, I’m Misty, nice to meet you on the same level…”
“Elle.”
“Nice to meet you Elle,” she stepped in a bit closer and added with a wicked smirk, “you don’t think you could help me really get on your level, do you?”
She grabbed two beers from backstage and we headed back to my campsite, chatting as we went. I asked her about dancing, and how busy she’d be this weekend. She pretty much got to dance when she wanted to, and planned on seeing some of the shows from the crowd. It was only getting towards midnight and she was ready to party!
She still wore her strappy pearlescent body suit, but had grabbed a big sheer wrap and fashioned a kind of dress out of it and had traded her platform heels for pink Converse. Her style and manner captivated me, and she had me rolling with laughter by the time we got back to camp. Sydney wasn’t back yet, so we crawled into the big tent together.
“Wow Elle, I am impressed, this is a hell of a campsite.”
“Thanks, we have gotten pretty good at this I guess.” I had told her a bit about Sydney and explained our relationship to the best of my ability. This seemed to get Misty’s attention, but she didn’t press into it too much.
We continued to chat for a while as I pulled out our stash. We each did a line of coke and I dumped out a small lump of molly as she rolled a joint. As we smoked the joint and waited for our rolls to set in, I turned the lights down and we relaxed on the pillow fortress that was the tent.
We let our voices die down and turned our attention to the music, hollow over the distance. Misty picked my hand up and began playing with my fingers. I sighed, utterly at ease, and felt a kick of excitement shoot through me. My balls still ached badly from earlier, my desire thus far unrequited. My penis stirred, and I rubbed my smooth and fishnetted legs together a bit, sliding one over to lay next to Misty’s. I could hear her breathing begin to quicken, and my head rushed.
The next thing I knew, we were making out, her fingers running through my hair as mine slid under and around her thin waist to pull her close to me. We both gasped and moaned into each other’s mouths as the roll hit us hard. I could feel my erection struggle to maintain itself, but I didn’t care. My whole body felt like the tip of my cock as it slid inside a warm pussy. I pressed my leg between hers, our strappy leggings sticking together as our sweaty skin slid. She inhaled sharply as my thigh met her crotch and I pulled her in even closer.
Wait, what is THAT? Something was pressing into my tummy, jabbing into me as Misty began to ride back and forth on my thigh. Misty has a cock?! My mind swam, how did I not notice? But oh my god did it feel good pressed against me, and I grasped her by the butt cheek to pull her over on top of me.
I took each of her thick thighs in my hands, grasping and massaging them as Misty rested on my chest, her small breasts pushed up against my own chest. I could feel her cock grinding against me, and my own erection began to recover, and I reached to adjust myself. Our cocks were now grinding on each other, mine barely covered by the material of my skirt, hers pressed tight inside her bodysuit. Our mouths took turns being inside each other and our hands traced icy hot lines of sensation across our bodies.
Misty moved lower, her teeth and tongue gentle on my neck, then the top of my chest as she lowered my tube top to begin suckling on my nipple. Her hand continued to slide down my belly to caress my cock as she teased and nibbled both of my nipples. She started to lightly tickle the head of my penis with her long nails before raking down the shaft to grasp my balls, still held within my panties.
I groaned loudly, I couldn’t believe how aroused and excited I was, but Misty didn’t wait for my response before she dove her mouth into my cock. Using my balls as leverage, she pumped me in and out of her throat, I could feel her own moans vibrating down my shaft. While fucking me with her mouth she slid my thong down and skirt up, leaving my fishnet thigh highs, my tube top now more of a soft corset around my midsection. Suddenly I felt her middle finger begin to rub my asshole.
“Wait, I have something for this!” I crawled away from her to pop open a trunk that was beside our pillow lounge, and Misty’s eyes widened.
“Wow, you two are such little sluts aren’t you?!” That laugh again. The case was filled to the brim with sex toys. Dildos, lube, condoms, plugs, beads, vibrators, masturbators, harnesses, ropes, whips, gags, again, we may have gone a little overboard…
Misty immediately went for a thin vibrating dildo and a bottle of lube while I pulled out a butt plug with a ring attached to the end and slid it on my finger. Without missing a beat, she unsnapped the bottom of her body suit and repositioned herself over top of me, her cock now dangling in front of my face and her asshole spread wide. She lubed up both of our toys before grasping my thighs and spreading me wide before plunging my cock back down her throat.
I felt the hot sting and explosion of pleasure as the vibrator began probing my asshole, and let out a squeal of enjoyment. She flicked it on and it began to rattle inside me before she began to push it in and out, playing counterpoint to her deep throating. This girl is amazing, and she knows just how to get it!
Realizing that I had left her beautiful ass unattended I gripped her cock and pulled my tongue up to her sweet hole, turning circles in it while I stroked her. She moaned and began to slide back and forth over my face, our slick bodies gliding over each other like butter. I spread her cheeks apart, her tight hole gaped and flexed, before spitting on it and beginning to tease it with the plug I had grabbed. Misty screamed and bucked backwards, taking the entire thing in at once.
The plug still attached to my finger, I let her own motions slide it in and out while I began kneading her as cheeks, each of my grips pulling the toy out slightly before her spasms of pleasure pulled it back in. Her hole now attended, I allowed my open mouth to accommodate her tight ball sack, rolling them around and savoring them. I could feel a dribble of cum drip down to my neck, sliding down the side of my collar bone. My mouth continued its journey, and I relished the feeling of her cock sliding over my face, dragging its precum up my chin and onto my tongue.
I don’t know how long we pleasured each other, the dull roar of the concerts fading away as our entire consciousness fixated on the sound, taste, smell, and feel of the other. I could feel myself rising, burning, twisting towards my climax, and I gripped Misty’s ass to pull her down onto my face, choking and smothering myself with her cock. She must have sensed my rise, because she began to nibble and suck hard on the tip of my cock and shoved an extra finger into me to massage my prostate while the vibrator whirred. Just then, a noise came from the front of the tent.
“Oh my god, we’re so sorry!” I looked to see Sydney pressed between two shirtless dudes, nearly tripping over the entrance to our pleasure dome. The moment of panic brought me back from the edge, and I crawled out from under Misty to lay beside her, pulling a sheet over us.
“Oh don’t worry, you didn’t interrupt anything that we can’t all enjoy,” Misty responded, as I turned back to give her a wide eyed look.
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