CAMPING cum yet but she pushes

{\rtf1\mac\ansicpg10000\cocoartf102 {\fonttbl\f0\fswiss\fcharset77 Helvetica;} {\colortbl;\red255\green255\blue255;} \margl1440\margr1440\vieww9000\viewh9000\viewkind0 \pard\tx720\tx1440\tx2160\tx2880\tx3600\tx4320\tx5040\tx5760\tx6480\tx7200\ tx7920\tx8640\ql\qnatural \f0\fs24 \cf0 \ Archive name: camping.txt\ Authors name: Bettie Pen (bettiepen@fcuk-me.co.uk)\ story title : Camping \ \ ------------------------------------------------------\ \'a9 2002 Bettie Pen - Please do not remove the \ author information or make any changes to this \ story. You may post freely to non-commercial\ free sites, as long as it is posted in its entirety.\ Thank you.\ \ Bettie Pen, bettiepen@fcuk-me.co.uk\ 10/11/02\ \ -----------------------------------------------------------------------\ \ "What?"\ "Nothing, I just... I dunno."\ "Are you ok, babe?"\ Ok, how the hell am I supposed to answer that? Am I physically ok? Well, I'm fucking tired, but that's to be expected after hiking through the green mountains all day. Am I otherwise ok? Well, yes... but there is something wrong, well no, not wrong, but there's a problem of sorts. We met up three days ago to go on a week long hike through the mountains. I hadn't seen her for about a month beforehand, and we'd both been so busy we'd barely had time to talk during that time too. But, we'd planned to meet up to go hiking together as soon as school got out since she loved it so much, and it'd give us a while to just be alone together and talk. So, here I am, with my girlfriend, in the middle of the woods for the third day, sleeping next to her in a sleeping bag, just like I did the last two nights, and that's basically all we've been doing. Talking. Not that there's anything wrong with talking, but its just...\ "Babe?" She'd sat up and was looking down at me with a worried look on her face. I'd forgotten to answer her. Well, from this angle she could probably tell what the problem was if she looked. \ She kissed me on the forehead and rubbed noses. I've always liked that, its just too cute, but right now any touch was just really teasing. I don't really want to say anything, cause we're both really tired and besides that I didn't think to bring any condoms or anything. I can't believe I did that, it just didn't cross my mind. I'd never been hiking before, I just didn't think to pack a box of condoms, I just followed her list. It'll probably just bother her that I'm using every ounce of control to not spring out of my sleeping bag and rip her clothes off, so I just shrug. I don't think she buys it. She frowns and edges closer to me. The stars above her head are so beautiful, it'd be such a nice setting for a sleeping bag romp. She leans down and kisses me, stroking my face with her finger tips and nudging my lips apart with her tongue. Damnit, this fucking hurts. She kisses my cheek, and down onto my neck, and unzips my sleeping bag. Why the hell didn't I bring anything? We're alone at the campsite, in the middle of no where. We could have been fucking like rabbits all night. She looks at me questioning, but I still don't know what to say, what good is it going to do? I'm not going to risk it, so, I'll just steal her away for another week to make up for all the insanity this week is going to cause me. She stands up, and I think she's going to get back into her sleeping bag, but then, she pulls off her shirt and drops it on the ground. Damnit! \ "Baby, I...", what the hell do I say?\ She frowns at me and looks really upset. I hate making her upset, I can't believe I didn't bring anything. She bends over to pick up her shirt.\ "No, please just... I'm sorry..."\ "Why don't you want me?"\ "Huh?" What the hell? Is she blind? Can't she see that I'm about to just fuck her?\ "Why don't you want to do anything? What happened? Why aren't you attracted to me?"\ "What?! I *am* attracted to you, I'm so fucking horny right now I...." Where's she going? \ She runs over to her bag (topless, remember) and rummages around for a minute before she runs back. Let me tell you, bouncing tits look fantastic in the moonlight.\ She jumps down next to me and pulls my sleeping bag off me. Did she... and I've been just dealing for two days? Fucking hell... \ "Why didn't you say something?" She yells at me as she pulls off my pants, "I've been going crazy cause I thought you just weren't interested." My cock springs up as she pulls off my boxers and she suddenly stops her furious clothing removal process. I'm about to try to explain when she leans down and softly brushes her tongue across the tip of my dick. "I missed you", she whispers, and then suddenly takes it almost completely into her mouth. She slides back up and I'm disappointedly preparing myself to feel the cold wind on it again when she slides back down, and I feel my cock go into her throat. She keeps me there for a moment, and I feel the soft smooth muscles squeeze as she swallows, and it feels so wet and slippey and warm... She slides up my cock again, and twirls her tongue around the top. She sucks me for a moment, bobbing her head up in down, and then gives it one last sucking kiss before she pulls something small out of her pocket, ungracefully rips off her pants and sits across my legs, covering my balls with her warm pussy. She fumbles for a moment, and I can feel the breeze across my wet dick, its cold. Then she puts it on me. I've always liked feeling a condom go on. I know, its really weird. I think its just cause we've always had sex with them, so that feeling means that I'm about to get laid. Makes sense, right? If I associate something with getting laid, then I'm going to like it. And 'lo, the lord made it so and in less than half a second I was up to the hilt in a tight warm pussy. Oooohhh yeeeaaah. I'd missed this. She loved being on top, and I wasn't about to argue with her. It left me free to watch her as she got off on my cock. She threw her head back and just kind of bobbed up and down trying to get readjusted to me for a second. She was always so fucking tight, no matter how much or how recently we'd had sex. This meant that the first minute of every time was her bobbing up and down like this, eyes closed, quietly moaning and telling me that she'd forgotten how big I am. Which sounds cheesey, except that I really think she does forget how it always takes her a minute. So, naturally, this is pretty damn nice. She looks down at me, grins like she's drunk, and starts her little dance on my cock, moving her hips like a belly dancer while her pussy squeezes me as hard as she can. She moans and starts moving more up and down, making her tits bounce all over the place. Holy fucking fuck. At this rate, and after not having touched her more intimitely than a kiss for a long time now, I was definitely not going to last long. She starts fucking me harder and faster, panting and moaning my name. I love hearing her moan, but it just makes it even harder to hold off on exploding. I can feel it starting. I try to get her to slow down so I don't cum yet, but she pushes my hands away and practically screams. Oh yeah, I'd forgotten that not having been touched for a month meant that she hadn't either. She threw her head back and her pussy started milking my cock, squeezing it tighter and tighter and releasing and squeezing and tighter and... it was so intense, (camping generally is... "in-tents") I just exploded. She bobbed up and down on my cock, squeezing and moaning as I became completely drained. She slipped off my cock, snuggled up in my sleeping bag, and laid her head on my shoulder. \ "Holy Shit", was about all I could say.\ "Oh yeah," she whispers in my ear, "I brought a whole box... and I want them all used up by the end of the week."\ Hell yes. \ Now... how the hell do I get rid of a condom in the middle of the woods?}

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