An in tents encounter (m/f)
“I’m the anon that has the huge crush on her coworker. We ended up going on a 4-day hiking trip a month after our steamy makeout in his car… and OMG.
We shared a tent because I freeze at night and he sleeps very very warm.
The first night was some kissing and feeling up but we didn’t go further because the guides tent was right next to us. A full day of hiking, him throwing me in the river on our lunch break (it was 100 degrees like I pulled him into the river with me) .
The second night I was too sunburned to be horny, through he tried his hardest to seduce me. Whispering what he wanted to do to me in my ear, gently feeling my body, “accidentally” slipping a finger against my clit and chuckling at my gasp (He has a really deep laugh that I fucking love).
Third night? O.M.G. We were up until almost midnight, drunk, and I worked up the nerve to seduce him! I kissed his neck and felt down his body to his growing hard-on. He rolled on top of me and held my wrists above my head, pinning me down and growling in my ear about being careful playing with fire.
Ohmygod, the foreplay. He saw how much I loved being pinned and kissed me fully, then slowly worked his way down my jaw, my neck, my chest to my nipples. He bit and sucked and flicked his tongue over each nipple, making me gasp and moan and buck against his body.
He kissed and licked farther down to just above my slit, looked at me, and buried his face between my legs. He licked my pussy like it was the last thing he’d ever do. I had to try so hard not to scream and writhe away from him when he licked my clit (v sensitive!!!!) I told him when I hit The Edge and he stopped.
Just looked at me and grinned. Looked down my body, now covered in a sheen of sweat, and teased my entrance with his tip until he couldn’t take it anymore and plunged in, his hand over my mouth to muffle my moan. He would slowly draw out and slam back in until he came, cursing and gasping in my ear while I planted little kisses on his face. He went three rounds before collapsing next to me, and held me while I got myself off. He again had to cover my mouth to muffle my moans and gasping his name.
On the fourth day of the trip, the guide took one look at us and knew what happened. I guess we weren’t so quiet š”
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