The Campout Pt. 1
The dirt & gravel crunched under the tires as the truck turned off the paved road onto the nearly hidden logging road that lead up the wooded hillside. He had found the perfect spot for their weekend getaway. The truck was loaded down with all the essentials: tent, food, camp stove, sleeping bags, pillows, extra blankets, and all the other gear they would need. He couldn’t wait to get to the clearing he had picked out to set up camp.
The clearing was just the other side of the hill they were climbing. Nestled beside a running creek with woods on all sides, it was the ideal location for their little excursion. Absolutely secluded, no one would bother them here.
As the truck topped the hill & started down the winding path toward the clearing, he glanced over at her & grinned. She smiled back as he raised the hand he was holding & kissed the back of it. They had been planning this weekend outing for several weeks, and now they were almost to their destination. Around the next bend in the road that was grown over with high grass, she saw it for the first time. Easing to a stop, he put the truck in park & killed the engine. They were here.
As he unloaded the truck, she began to set up the camp chairs he had already set out. Together, they pitched the medium-sized four person tent, tying down the guide ropes to stakes driven into the ground. She entered the tent & began to lay out the sleeping bags, while he sorted the food on the folding table they had brought. Finally, with the camp set up, they walked together to the creek to gather rocks to build the fire pit. As he carefully began to arrange the rocks in a circle at the center of the camp, she set out to gather wood for a fire.
When she returned, she found him lounging in one of the chairs. He must have been finished for a while, because he too had gathered some logs & had a merry fire blazing already. She bent to add her armful of wood to the pile he had started, when suddenly he was behind her, his hands on her hips. She gasped as one of his hands reached around her & began rubbing her pussy. She could feel his growing erection pressing into her ass, & she pushed back into him, moving her hips to increase the pressure on his cock. He groaned with pleasure & a little discomfort. His jeans were a little too tight for his fully erect dick.
He reached down to undo the button & zipper, freeing his cock. In another smooth motion, her skirt was lifted & her panties pulled to her ankles. They were damp with dew from her soaked pussy. In another instant he was inside her, buried to the hilt. She cried out when she felt her pussy fill with his dick, and her breasts began heaving with quick breaths as he began to mercilessly fuck her from behind. The suddenness & spontaneity of being fucked roughly drove her into a frenzy of sensations. As she felt her orgasm build within her, he grabbed her hair by the ponytail she had it in. Her head pulled back & her back arched, she began to cum. He continued to plunge his cock into her with force & he growled to her “this is MY pussy. You are MY slut.” His words sent a shiver of pleasure through her, as a second orgasm flooded her body. She felt him stiffen against the clenched muscles of her pussy, heard him moan her name as he came in the same instant. Slowing his pace, she knew every drop of his semen was being pumped into her.
When he withdrew, he put his softening dick back into his jeans. She lifted up one leg, pulling her panties free, then the other. If she was to be his free use slut this weekend, she had better make sure he had easy access. She could feel his cum dripping out of her & down her thighs as she went to deposit the soiled panties into her bag.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/125eqei/the_campout_pt_1