by Ashlee Price
“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.
“Carly?”
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 ha
nd 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.
“No it is just harder to sleep out here. You know how it is, you get used to air conditioning and television. It is so quiet that I am just not used to it.”
Saul chuckled and hugged his daughter. His back was feeling better and he was ready to start on the last leg of the hike before they had to go back.
“I slept like a rock I must say. Have you seen Lonnie around?”
“No daddy. Maybe he is still sleeping in his tent?”
“No I already checked. You haven’t seen him this morning?”
Carly looked down, afraid that her eyes would give her away.
“No you just woke me up. Maybe he went for a walk. Seems like guys like him like to do that.”
“Guys like him?”
“Yeah, you know, loners. They like to go off by themselves don’t they?”
“I wouldn’t really call him a loner. He has just seen more than most and he deals with it in solitude. He was just telling me yesterday how he was looking forward to starting a family. I think old Lonnie is ready to settle down finally. He will be a good husband and father, so I hope he finds someone soon.”
Carly smiled down at her feet, her father’s words made her mind whirl with possibilities. She hoped that he had been thinking about her when he had said that. What would her father say if he found out? She could not see it ending well, so the confession that was so close on her lips was pushed back. The two stared at the rising sun in the distance, while Lonnie got back into his own tent and dressed before coming out like nothing had just happened.
~THE END~
Road Tripping With Daddy’s Best Friends
Chapter One
"Sabrina, you ready?"
I opened my door by just an inch. I was still wrapped in my towel when poked my head out and saw my dad standing in the hall, dressed and ready to go.
"I just stepped out of the shower," I told him. "If you're worried about being late and getting a camp site, just go. I can follow once I'm done. I need to drop a few things at school anyway."
He stared at me with a frown, "You've never been to the camping grounds before."
"I'll just use a GPS to get there," I told him as I tried shutting the door. He shoved a foot in and butted in a suggestion, "Want to just ride with James and Ben?"
I shrugged, "Dad, I'm not going to get lost."
"I still don't want you traveling all those hours on the interstate all on your own."
"Dad, I'm eighteen," I reminded him.
He shook his head, "You're going with them just so I can make sure you're okay."
"Ugh," I complained. "But that means I won't be driving."
"Figure it out with them, they might let you," my dad told me.
"Now I really need to go. Call me when you guys get there, okay? I'll wait for you guys at the reception lodge."
I nodded and shut the door, "All right, bye!" I yelled so he could still hear me.
I had no idea why my dad wanted to bring me with him this time to the camping grounds. All they do there is sleep in tents, fish, and hunt deer. Maybe for him and his friends it might be exhilarating but all I wanted to do was go back to sleep. Going camping at the other end of the country was not exactly how I wanted to celebrate graduating high school.
After a few minutes I heard him drive off. He had to take the pickup truck and the trailer it towed behind it. I planned on using his sedan but those dreams were gone now.
I took the towel off and stared at myself in the mirror. I was a bit thicker and heavier than some girls but I still found myself very pretty and hot. With long blonde hair and green eyes, a curvy body and a plump ass, a lot of boys tried getting in my pants in high school but none of them ever got the chance. The farthest I've tried is letting my ex-boyfriend fondle my tits.
But deep inside I loved the way guys stared at my body whenever I passed by. I had curves in all the right places.
Flaunting these good looks in the middle of nowhere while my dad and his friends hunted deer, however, sounded like the most boring thing to do after graduation. I wanted to go to Chicago and get a job, not drive all the way to Washington state and spend five days lost in the woods.
"Ah, what the heck," I mumbled to myself. This was how Dad wanted to bond with me before sending me off to college so I guess I'd give him a pass on this one. But before following him on the road, I needed to drop off some papers at school first.
So I went with a pair of jeans, ripped at the thighs and slightly at the back. I wore a pair of thongs underneath so that my skin would show through the tears. I paired this off with a white tank top and sneakers.
"Fuck," I muttered to myself when I realized I forgot my father to tell me when Ben and James would be driving by to pick me up.
I took my phone from my drawer, swiped through a few text messages, and dialed my dad's number. He answered after the sixth ring.
"What's up?" He asked.
"Are you talking while driving?" I teased. He hated it when I was on the phone while on the wheel so it was wickedly cool to catch him doing it too.
"Ha-ha," he said sarcastically when he figured he was caught.
"What do you need sweet cake?"
I paced around the kitchen as I replied, trying to fix myself a glass of grape juice, "What time are they coming to pick me up? I need to drop my old projects at the school library."
"Oh, Sab I think they're already on their way," he told me. "Be nice okay? I promise, these guys are cool."
"Ugh," I muttered in disappointment. "Really? Well there goes my plans of seeing Janine today."
My dad didn't seem to care, "I'll make it up to you when we get back home, okay? Honey, I need to go, I'm heading to the interstate."
"Kay, bye Dad."
"Bye honey," he said right before he ended the call.
Crap. Well, I need to change plans. If those two were already on their way I needed to get my backpack ready. Dad already brought all the big essentials so all I needed to do was pack some clothes, underwear, toothbrush, and others. I wondered if my phone would get any reception in the woods. If it did I could just video-chat with my friends to pass the time.
So I headed to my room and began unloading stuff from my drawer. I packed a lot of light clothing: tank tops, light shirts, and shorts. When I got to my drawer of panties I suddenly burst into laughter when I saw my vibrator.
It didn't look like a real penis because it wasn't the kind that was inserted in a woman's pussy. It just vibrated and I always pressed it against my clit whenever I needed to find some release, which for no reason was every night before I'd go to sleep.
Janine bought it for me when she dared me to walk into an adult store. The guy at the counter couldn't stop staring at my tits and at the time I was so tempted to just flash them at him and run. Instead, Janine walked me down an
aisle and actually bought me this thing. In the end, it proved to be so useful.
Knock! Knock!
"Coming!" I yelled. Ah, shit, they're here. I grabbed the backpack and stormed out of my room, through the kitchen, and out the front door, locking the house as I exited.
When I turned around to greet them, my jaw dropped when I realized these two were the hottest men I have ever encountered.
Chapter Two
I saw Ben first since he was the one standing outside the van. He was this tall, hulking man with finely tuned muscles. He was tanned, probably from spending too much time outdoors hunting or whatnot, had neatly cropped black hair and a goatee. He wore an old flannel shirt, ripped jeans, boots, and a cap worn backwards.
Inside, in the driver's seat, was James. He stepped out to greet me too. James was probably only half an inch shorter than Ben, had an equally well-built body that rippled with muscles, and wavy dirty-blond hair that reached his shoulders. His jaw and chin were marked by a trimmed 5 o'clock beard.
"Hey!" I finally managed to say.
"Sabrina, right?" Ben asked as he reached out to shake my hand.
I gripped his hand it felt like I was being handled by a bear, so firm and strong. "Yeah," I replied. "Sorry I got you guys in this mess. I took too long and my Dad had to go ahead so now you're stuck with me."
James waved it off as he offered to take my bag. "You kiddin' me?" He asked as he pushed my bag into the back of the van, behind the back seats. "We'd love to have you along. It'll be a long ride, missy, and it can get boring with no one to talk to. I'd go insane if I had to listen to Ben's banter all day."
Ben rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, I love you too, moron."