Lena pushes the car door open, the evening air streaming in, heavy with the scent of pines and damp earth. She stretches her legs, tingling after six hours of driving, and feels the tight fabric of her shorts digging into the crevices of her cunt. Beside her, Felix gets out, running his hands through his dark hair. The campsite lies deserted, only their tent already pitched, yellow in the last light. They talked, laughed, and listened to music the whole drive – but since they unrolled the sleeping bag, something is different. A tension that grows. Lena’s pussy throbs under the thin fabric, a wet desire she doesn’t want to name but feels with every movement of her thigh.
The Decision
Lena leans against the hood of the car; Felix comes closer. His shoulder brushes hers, a tremor runs through her. “We could go for another walk,” he says, but his voice sounds hoarse. She shakes her head, placing a hand on his chest. “I want something else.” Her fingers feel his heartbeat under the thin shirt, the hard plate of his chest muscles. He swallows. “Me too.” It’s no big confession, more a whisper that changes the air. Lena’s hand wanders lower, over his stomach, until she feels the hard outline of his cock under his jeans. Felix flinches, his breath catching.
They go to the tent, the night falling fast now. Inside it’s warm, the sleeping bag spread out. Lena sits down; Felix crouches in front of her. Their gazes lock. “Are you sure?” he asks. She nods, pushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “I want it with you.” Her fingers find the hem of his shirt, pulling it up. He helps her, the fabric sliding over his shoulders. His chest is narrow but sinewy, his skin pale in the twilight. She places her palms on it, feeling the warmth, the small ridges of his ribs, the hard nipples. Felix breathes faster, his eyes wide. Lena leans forward and takes one of his nipples in her mouth, sucking until he gasps.
Lena lifts her own top, tossing it aside. Her breasts fall free, firm and round. He looks at them, hesitates, then touches them, his fingers tracing circles around her nipples. She gasps softly. “More,” she whispers. He leans forward, his mouth finding a tip, sucking. A wave of heat shoots through her lower belly; she presses her thighs together, feeling her pussy get wet. She stretches out on the sleeping bag; Felix lies beside her, his hand wandering over her stomach to the waistband of her shorts. She unbuttons them herself, lifts her hips; he pulls the fabric down. Her legs are bare, the sleeping bag scratching her skin. He strokes her inner thigh, a gentle touch that makes her tremble. “You’re so soft,” he murmurs. His fingers slide further, finding her wet between her legs. She moans, pressing her head into the pillow. His fingers stroke over her labia, already smooth and wet. He pushes a finger into her pussy, and she moans loudly. “Fuck me with your fingers,” she whispers hoarsely. He obeys, pushing two fingers into her wet cavern, fingering her while his thumb circles her clit. Her pelvis lifts to meet him; she presses her tits against his chest. “I’m ready,” she says, her voice a hoarse tremor.
The Touch
Felix sits up, opens his pants. His cock emerges, hard and long, the glistening head in the dim light, a thick drop of precum oozing from the opening. He strokes it, breathing out deeply. Lena watches him, a throbbing in her cunt. She spreads her legs, her knees falling apart, her pussy lying open, glistening with moisture. He kneels between them, his thighs trembling. “Slowly,” she says, and he nods. He positions himself, the head touching her wet opening. A sharp pain shoots through her as he presses the first inches into her tight pussy; she bites her lip. Felix pauses. “All good?” he asks, his voice thin. She nods, breathing deeply. “Yes, keep going.”
He pushes in, millimeter by millimeter. The feeling is strange, a stretch that fills her, her cunt sucking around his length. She squeezes her eyes shut, focusing on her breath. Felix stays still, his face tense, a drop of sweat running down his forehead. “It doesn’t hurt anymore,” she whispers after a while. He moves, a first, hesitant back and forth. Warmth spreads, a dull pulsation in her pussy. She lifts her hips, taking him deeper. Now he moans, his breaths getting faster. She opens her eyes, sees him above her, his face contorted with effort. She brushes her fingers over his jaw. “Don’t hold back,” she says. “Come in my cunt.”
His movements become irregular; he rams his cock deep into her, then pauses, a tremor running through his body. He moans, spilling into her. She feels the warmth of his milk shooting into her pussy, a tingling that makes her even harder. He sinks onto her, heavy, his heart racing against her chest. His cock stays inside her, softening, while his cum runs out of her. She holds him, stroking his back. They lie like that for a while, the sounds of the night seeping through the tent. Then he lifts his head, his gaze soft. “Was that okay?” he asks. She smiles, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “It was wonderful. But we’re not done yet.”
The Second Attempt
She turns over, supporting herself on her hands and knees, her ass raised high, her pussy glistening wet with cum and her own juices. The position gives her a feeling of control. Felix understands, comes behind her. His hands grip her hips; his cock is already hard again as he slides it into her wet pussy. He penetrates deep, all the way to his balls, and she cries out. This time it’s easier; the muscles relax, her pussy takes him completely. He moves in a steady rhythm; she pushes back, her ass slapping against his thighs. The friction intensifies; she feels a pull deep inside, her clit rubbing against the sleeping bag. She buries her face in her arms, moaning into the sleeping bag. Felix leans forward, his lips brushing her shoulder. “You feel so good,” he murmurs. His hand slides forward, finds her wet slit, strokes her clit with his thumb. She jerks, a scream escaping her. The movement speeds up; he fucks her hard, his balls slapping against her labia. She loses track of time, only this urgency, this heat. Then it breaks loose, a wave that shakes her, her body tenses, her pussy clenching around his cock,
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