“We’ll never be able to return to camp in this snow and at this hour. We’ll have to hide out for at least tonight.” In a rush to get inside our sleeping bags and escape the cold, we quickly erect our tiny shelter. Kyle and his girlfriend are having a difficult time.He and I are the only ones present, rekindling our friendship after a few years apart. She was meant to be here with us. He is 31 and estranged. I’m still in school and ten years younger. Since I last saw him, he has grown taller and stronger.
As we take off our clothes that night to go to bed, we shiver. I can’t help but pay attention to the way his silky hair peeks out from under the collar of his plaid shirt and how his Adam’s apple enlarges as he swallows. I found myself picturing his beard’s bristles rubbing across my flesh. As I strip off everything but my tank top and panties, I catch him taking notice of my athletic body, red lips, prominent collarbones, beautiful skin, and flawless breasts. He casts a quick peek at my long, lean legs before saying calmly, “I think we should share a sleeping bag tonight. We can keep each other warm, it’s all right.”
My sleeping bag is designed for summer, but the temperature is predicted to drop below zero tonight. He swallows dryly, and climbs into my bag. “I think…I think I should take off my shirt. I read that skin to skin is the best way to warm up.” “Okay,” I whisper. I try to conceal how much it turns me on that his chest is going to be bare against my skin all night. We spoon and he make me feel small, even though I’m 5’7. We decide to spoon, his arm over my belly. Before we know it, our hands are creeping over each other. His hand slides upward to pull me closer and I feel his cock bulging in his underwear. I pull his thigh closer to mine and we rub against each other, grinding out our desire.With his knees between mine and his erection against my mound, he rolls on top of me because he has to adjust, and I am instantly unable to hide how wet I am. He feels the small wet spot on my panties with his hand as I stare into his eyes. I shiver and gasp. I enjoy the groan that comes from his mouth as I reach down and massage the thick bulge in his pants. “I need my underwear taken off, please.” I inform him.
Both of our underwear are quickly removed by him, and I also take off my shirt. As soon as he notices my breasts bursting out, I hear him take a loud gasp.I can’t stop myself now that our bare chests are touching. I start giving him kisses anywhere I can. He pushes my head back so that my neck is visible, giving me a black, gorgeous hickey. I enjoy having a mark. He makes me feel hot and wet with pussy fluid and cumin as he rubs the head of his cock on my clit and my hole. Then, out of nowhere, he slides into me.a brief thrust. I gasp. He pushes harder while gazing directly into my eyes. He is much bigger than I had expected. He begins by moving gently and slowly before increasing his force and strength as he descends more. At first he moves slowly and gently, and then as he plunges deeper, with more force and strength. I can’t help myself, I’m an unusually sensitive girl and cum on his length in less than 10 thrusts. I gasp in fear, “Wait I forgot my pills! You have to pull out.” He nods. “I’m going to cum in you.” “What? But I just told you I could get pregnant.” “There’s no way I’m pulling out. I have to feel you cum on my cock until I can’t hold it back anymore. I need to cum in you.” I’m shocked, but I feel my pussy starting to grip him again.
I’m going to cum on his cock. I repeatedly give him my spasming pussy since I can’t physically get out of our tiny cocoon. Even when I feel worn out, he manages to push me one more time. When the orgasm finally returns and his breathing alters, I can feel it building. I scream helplessly, “Cum in me, please. I require your cum. ” He ejaculates heavily and kisses my cervix with his throbbing cockhead with a seductive groan.The semen streams don’t end. When I feel it oozing out of my pussy and splashing against my womb, I cum.
My body intuitively understands that I must breathe as deeply as I can. After remaining in for a few minutes with his come still deep where it belongs, as if to reaffirm his dominance over me, he wets his fingers in his mouth and takes them down to my clit, where he rubs and circles. Since consuming his seed, I have become more wet than ever. He drove me to cum on his still-hard cock and absorb all the semen he shot into me even more deeply thanks to his magic fingers. Only then does he gradually back away.
The sleeping bag picks up some heavy, sticky cum. The leftovers are all over our thighs in the morning, but that doesn’t stop us from committing the same lusty sins three more times before packing up and leaving for home. He went to the girlfriend he planned to dump, while I went to a hot shower and later, to a positive pregnancy test.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zao1cb/mf_breeding_and_camping_with_an_age_difference
I don’t know who else will feel this way, but “I require your cum” INSTANTLY took me out of the scene. I haven’t been with anyone who’s said that and it just sounds a little unnatural