by Ashlee Price
“Wow, what brought that on?”
He looked down at Carly who was wiping the side of her lips and then sticking her finger in her mouth for another taste.
“Well you made me come last night. Thought I should return the favor is all.”
The young woman turned and walked back towards the campfire. Lonnie looked on long after she was gone. It took several minutes until his cock was soft enough to stuff back in his pants. His walk back to the camp was slow going and a bit confusing. He scolded himself for giving in, but he was already hatching a plan to get more than just her mouth. He had to have all of her.
“Man that was one long walk. Carly has done got firewood for the night and made some dinner.”
Lonnie looked over at the grinning girl and the mischief was back in her eyes. Saul tossed him the bottle back and thanked him.
“Thanks man. It is already starting to feel better. I bet I am going to sleep great tonight.”
Lonnie heard the words and his mind was already formulating a plan. He pulled out his flask and offered it to Saul.
“A drink always works faster. We are not as young as we used to be old friend, but you did good today.”
Lonnie was talking easily and the two men passed the boos back and forth. His hits were smaller, as the other man’s eyes started to glaze and his speech slurred slightly.
“Yea it sure does.”
Lonnie looked at him strange. The man was quiet for several minutes and then popped that out of his mouth.
“I think I need to go lay down. I can’t feel my back now.”
“I will help you daddy. We don’t need you falling and really hurting yourself.”
He grabbed her hand that she offered and she helped her father get up from the log bench. They both stumbled for a minute, but she quickly had him going towards his tent. Lonnie listened to her telling him goodnight and then she scampered off to her own tent. Lonnie was left wanting more and she was not making it any easier on him.
He could not keep his eyes from glancing over at her tent. He saw the woman take off her clothing and slide into her bed through the dark outline of the thin tent material. He gritted his teeth and felt the urgent rush of desire flow through him. Lonnie kept looking over for a sign, any indication that he was welcome to come in, but none came. He stayed up long past the fire had died out and the coals were smoldering in the shallow pit they had dug.
The man lit a cigarette from his backpack, an emergency one he always carried around with him. It seemed like a bad enough emergency to him. Contemplating fucking a man’s daughter while he was passed out yards away was bad enough, but his own best friend’s daughter was even worse. There was a fleeting thought to just leave, walk back down the mountain at night flashed through his mind. He knew that if he didn’t leave right then, he was going to do something that he would very well regret the next day.
Chapter 7
Carly woke from an arousing dream, to find that she was not alone in the tent. At first, her heart started to pound because she couldn’t see who it was. When she saw it was Lonnie though, another type of chill went through her. His eyes ravished her in her sleeping bag. He tied the rope on the tent opening closed and walked towards her with intent.
She searched for some little quip to say, but he was not in a joking mood and the words died on her lips. He looked like a man possessed and she would not have wanted to stop him. After tasting him and shoving him down her throat in the woods, all she could think about was how he would feel throbbing inside of her. She was wet then, as she was again as he looked down at her.
Carly finally got her courage and unzipped her sleeping bag. She was wearing nothing underneath and the man gasped. Her thick thighs splayed open, revealing her glistening, bare folds. Flames leapt into his eyes and she closed hers in a rush, as a defense to his body coming down onto hers with such determination.
His wide chest and hips pushed her legs apart easily. She hissed when hardness press against her stomach. She wanted it to happen, but she also worried about her father not too far away.
“Why don’t we go out in the woods some?”
“Why? You are here and wet now.”
Carly didn’t want to remind him of her father, maybe she was afraid he would stop. His mouth came down on hers and she started to forget what she was going to say. His hips pressed between her legs and he felt hard enough to pierce her, right through his khakis. She cried out with the stimulation and his mouth engulfed the sound.
Carly tried not to make too much noise, but his hips grinding against hers were becoming unbearable. She felt like he was taunting her and her need for more rose. She pulled her lips off of his and took in a few breaths, her head falling back slightly. Lonnie’s tongue circled the flesh on her throat, sucking in small nibbles of the quivering surface.
She heard a grunt from above her as his greedy mouth suckled in the soft flesh of one of her breasts. His lips closed around the nipple and she squealed with the intense pleasure. Her body came up off the ground and she arched towards him, willing him to take more of her into his mouth, to do more to calm her raging hormones.
“Mmm, Lonnie that feels so good. We need to go somewhere where I can moan.”
“You can here. Your dad is out for the night. He took one of my pills earlier, trust me.”
Carly wanted to, but she was still nervous with her father so close. His hand pressing between her legs sealed her fate and she did not try so hard to hold back. She couldn’t hold back the whimper as he pressed his hand against her heated flesh swiftly. His palm covered her and she pushed back against him for even more pressure.
“Mmm, so eager Carly.”
Her hands flew to his short cropped hair and urged him down without words. Words were not needed because her body was begging for it. He chuckled at her need and remembered the night before when she had played with herself so delicately beside him. The noises she had tried to squash kept him up the rest of the night and haunted him the next day. That is why he had to run out in the woods like an animal. And now, her looking up at him with her glazed eyes, making him want to prolong the woman’s desires. He wanted Carly to want him as much as he had wanted her since he had seen her again after all those years. Saul lying in the next tent was the last thing on his mind. All he could think about was her.
“Were you waiting for me, all wet and naked in here?”
His finger brushed against the swollen lips in front of his face. The second swipe on her tenderness, his fingertip flicked on the woman’s hard nub and made her cry out. The sound drove him mad and he couldn’t stop himself from taking the first long lick of her moistness. She moaned louder and her hips rushed upwards to fill his mouth with her sweetness.
“Oh yeah, that feels so good.”
Her hand dug into the man’s scalp, urging him forward, his tongue deeper into her hungry hole. No matter how good his tongue felt on her, she wanted what she had been sucking on earlier inside of her. Just the idea of his fat cock pushing in her pussy was enough to rush him.
“Fuck me now Lonnie, I don’t want to wait. My pussy is wet enough to let you in.”
Lonnie sucked harder on her nub. He did not want to rush, figuring he had until morning. Her urgency was contagious, but he drove out the option. He wanted to taste and swallow her, as she had him. Carly thrashed underneath him and he grabbed her under her ass to pull her closer, her ass lifting up from the ground. Her legs wrapped around his neck and squeezed him as he pushed her over the edge.
It was not like the first time. She did not try to lighten the sound that erupted from her mouth, nor the fluid shooting out of her quim. He suckled harder, his mouth slurping up every drop she had to offer. He sucked and licked until Carly was close to tears, pushing back against his chest with her small hands.
“Please Lonnie, I can’t. It is just too much.”
Lonnie liked to hear that. He wanted her overwhelmed and he couldn’t wait to feel her body take his long length. He was not u
sed to woman being able to suck him off like Carly did, so he was even more eager to feel what her insides would be like. If he was going to be damned for what he was doing, he might as well thoroughly enjoy himself doing it.
Chapter 8
Lonnie stood up after she finally pushed him aside. Her eyes were closed and he could see a large wet spot where he had just been. He had never seen a woman come so much and every drop that she produced made his cock a little harder. He was now straining to get out of his pants and had to undress to relieve himself. Carly sucked in a breath when her eyes fell onto his long shaft. Her legs splayed open in invitation. It was not something he was prepared to say no to and was quickly down on his knees in front of her.
“Please.”
The single word on her lips, repeated over and over again, chinked at his self-control. He watched her hips rise up searching for him, but he just rubbed against her, not penetrating, just rubbing hard. Lonnie teased Carly with the tip, pushing the head just inside and then pulling out before she could force him any deeper. She became more frustrated, whining underneath him.
Carly was being driven mad and she just needed a quick shove in with his hips. She tried several times to engulf him, but he would only give her an inch of his beautiful cock. Each pass of his thick head on her slit was too much. Carly held her thighs wider with her arms underneath her knees. She did not please anymore with her mouth. Her eyes were the ones begging him now.
“Do you want to feel this inside of you?”
Carly shook her head up and down quickly. So fast that Lonnie almost laughed out loud and had to stop himself. She was an open book and did not even try to deny it or be coy. He moved away slightly and he could see the disappointment in her eyes. Lonnie grinned and popped her clit with his slickened head. He did that several times until her face flushed and her eyes closed. Her tongue came out to lick her dry lips before biting the bottom one hard.
Again, Lonnie rubbed her small clit and watched her writhe against him. When he pulled back again, her hand went to herself, trying to rub the tension away.
“No Carly. I am the one in control.”
The blonde wouldn’t have argued if he would just slide it inside of her. She released her thighs and sat up on her elbows.
“Can I at least have a kiss?”
Such an innocent question was met with Lonnie obliging. When he leaned forward he felt himself start to sink inside of her. She pulled him down onto her chest and wrapped her thick thighs around his waist. Lonnie was lost in her satin insides and knew that he had been had. His mouth pushed down onto hers in demand.
He pulled back and watched the woman’s face as she shook underneath him. He could feel the first convulsions and surged deeper inside. His shaft was so lovingly surrounded and his sensitive head battered her womb. Lonnie had to put his hand over mouth. Carly shrieked with each jab of his engorged member inside of her. He had not even pulled out for a full stroke yet.
“Fuck Carly, you could wake the dead with that mouth.”
Lonnie pulled out in a rush, afraid he was going to wake up Saul and end it all. The hand on her mouth was doing nothing to soften her sound, so he needed to find a way to fill her full and keep her quiet at the same time. He was not ready to admit what he was doing with the man’s daughter and he was certainly not ready to stop fucking her.
He disengaged himself from her twine of legs and pushed her over onto her stomach. As soon as Carly was all the way over, he smacked her full ass with excitement. He pulled her hips up from the bed and pushed her face down into the mattress.
“I wish you could see my view Carly.”
Lonnie was not able to last much longer and he thrust inside of her fully. He heard her cry out into the sleeping bag, her face pushed into the soft material. Her whole body moved up from his hard push in. Lonnie closed his eyes to get his bearing and hold himself back. Her innards squeezed every inch of his cock, her walls wet and enabling him to disappear into her far reaches.
He looked down at himself buried balls deep inside of her quim and he reached around to touch her clit. She came up onto her hands and clenched him tightly.
“Just fuck me Lonnie, please I need to come.”
Her ass pushed back against his hips, her walls clamping down on him as he surged forward each time. The woman’s muscle control was the last piece of his lost control. He rocked in and out of her harder, faster than ever before. Carly’s body tensed and then exploded around his rutting member. She pushed her face down into the sleeping bag, her fingers gripping the bottom of her tent.
“Oh God Carly, tighten that pussy for me.”
She was not hearing him. Carly was too into the moment and she didn’t have to. Every wave of pleasure that came over her was paired with a suffocating moment for Lonnie. He too, heard the roaring in his ears before he blasted deep inside of her. There were momentary thoughts of pulling out, but the need to fill her with his seed was far stronger. He pressed deeper, making sure that she received every drop he had to give her.
Lonnie pulled out after he felt himself slackening and Carly’s body moved away. She rolled to her side and her body continued to rack with after-shocks. He could see the chill bumps that spread over her naked body, but she looked close to sleep. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was returning to normal. The man was tempted to push back inside of her, but he was already surprised she had not woken Saul, so he figured he should not push the issue.
Lonnie should have gone back to his own tent and passed out into blissful oblivion. But instead he curled up next to the delectable sleeping woman and pulled her soft body next to his hardness. She moaned softly and pushed herself deeper into his embrace.
Chapter 9
Carly awoke to Lonnie rubbing her ass cheeks and his long length sawing in and out of her thick thighs slowly. The shaft brushed against her slit slowly and she was already wet by the time she opened her eyes. The sun streamed in from the thin nylon of the tent and for a moment, she remembered where she was and who she was with.
She glanced back at Lonnie with glazed eyes and moved her thighs and ass higher. Instead of pushing past on its way through, his cockhead caught the edge of the tiny hole and pushed in. Lonnie growled as he watched the woman’s eyes cloud darker and then closed in pleasure. She was still sore from the night before, but the slow penetration was heavenly. She moaned softly and squeezed the man tightly as he sank deeper inside of her.
Lonnie was more aware and thoughtful of what was at stake, so he could keep his grunts to a minimum. Carly was whimpering and moaning with each inch he pushed in. His hand covered her mouth as he slid out and plummeted down as far as he could go in that position.
“You have to be quiet Carly.”
She nodded her head, but was unable to stop the sounds that came out. Every thrust in from his hips pushed her closer to an ever-expanding ball of fire inside of her. Her hips jerked back and she tried to urge him deeper, faster. His hand released her and she scooted horizontally, to line up perfectly for his cock. Carly squeezed her thighs together and grabbed the back of her legs to pull them closer to her chest. Lonnie surged deeper and she replaced one hand to her mouth, to stifle her own noise.
Lonnie was forgetting where he was. Nothing else mattered in that moment but the ridiculously wet woman taking him all the way in. His pelvic made a loud slapping noise as he forced himself in quickly, her ass jiggling with each pump, giving him more unneeded incentive to fuck her harder.
Carly was getting louder. Her hand was not enough to stop her. Lonnie grabbed one of her breast from the side as he pummeled in and out of her hot pussy. He felt the woman tighten up around him and heard her cry out, muffled slightly by her small shaking hand.
“Carly, is that you? Are you up?”
Lonnie froze fully enclosed and looked up to the girl’s body shaking underneath him. She did not seem to hear her and Lonnie prodded her with his cock. She merely whimpered and vibrated harder underneath him.
“Ca
rly?”
Carly’s eyes opened and she clamped down on his cock. She looked over at him and Lonnie mouthed, “Say something.”
Carly’s voice quavered and even to her ears, sounded strange.
“Yea daddy. I am just getting up and I will be right out.”
Lonnie pulled out and slammed back into her, making her moan low in her throat like a growl. She tried to push against his hips, unable to take anymore but the man was close to his own climax. He pushed in deeper, holding her down from moving. Each jerk in, shook her whole body and he needed her the way he wanted her.
“Cover your mouth and don’t make a sound.”
His words were hushed but clear. She placed her other hand over her mouth and squeezed her eyes shut as he hammered her quickly. Carly imploded again and her last rush of fluid splashing on his cock was his undoing. He grunted several times as he filled her with more of his essence. She wanted to say something, but knew it was too late. He had already filled her twice with his man seed. She couldn’t stop what was going to happen and her mind was turned to mush by his pleasure anyways.
He pulled out with another low grunt and Carly tried to stand up on wobbly legs. She grinned down at Lonnie as she almost toppled over, trying hard to conceal her laughter. She tugged on the prior day’s clothes and looked down at him. He smoothed his hair and then she did the same, though it still looked as though she had rolled around on it. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the small tent and went to where her father stood.
“Are you okay Carly? You look all blotched and sweaty. Are you sure you are not coming down with something, your voice sounded weird earlier.”
Carly flushed and was sure that she became even redder on the cheeks with his comment. She couldn’t very well tell him that she had just gotten fucked mindless by his best friend. Her fingers quivered and she grabbed her shirt to steady her hands.