The events described here occurred in reality, the names of the protagonists have been changed http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/2856402/Carpa-camping-y-secretos-morbosos-parte-3.html Link to the previous report.My pelvis was bouncing against Daniela's plump buttocks, accelerating the rhythm, giving a dry blow, staying deep in her core and coming back to grab her as if there were no tomorrow. Her short pants had disappeared, maybe they were hanging from a branch or had ended up in the small irrigation canal that divided the bathrooms from the camping area. Her muffled moans, which I had decided to bite down on to prevent myself from screaming, were driving me crazy. I wanted to hear her, listen to her gasping, shouting, cursing and praising my powerful thrusts at the same time. I gave her another dry blow, deep, hard; I took my hands to her breasts, caressed with a finger her hard nipples. She seized the moment to sit up and demand a kiss, indicating with her own hands how to better caress her breasts.
-One more and I'll go – she whispered between bites and tongue games.
-I want it in my mouth – I replied.
-With one hand, I pushed her forward, back to her previous position. The terrain's unevenness gave her hip the perfect height, allowing me to penetrate her effortlessly and lick her with equal ease. When I got down on my knees, the aroma of her pubic area left me breathless. I passed my tongue over her wet lips, without exerting much pressure, then made my way up to the entrance of her vagina, went up and down, tempted her anus but didn't want to distract myself. She opened her legs a little more, lowered her torso and turned her legs inward, leaving her pussy with the perfect opening to satisfy my thirst. I drank, delicately, intensely, barely touching her, then with pleasure. I stopped my tongue for a few seconds on her clitoris, her legs were trembling, she was moaning impatiently. Daniela didn't know my delight in oral sex, the morbid feeling when I dilate the arrival of climax, that sensation of power at the tip of my tongue. Maybe as a reflex, a way to provoke, imploring for it to end the torture, she brought her hand to her buttock, separating it more, delivering all her moisture. I wanted to play, thought leaving it like that for a few minutes, waiting, but my thirst was stronger and I unleashed all the speed, fury of my tongue on her clitoris. Her vagina contracted once, twice, three times, a salty aroma flooded my nose, droplets were jumping from inside her. Her legs trembled, a long and deep moan burst out of her throat. The orgasm exploded in my mouth, the sensation of my tongue licking each drop prolonged the spasms, the delicious trembling of her body.
She sat up and rested her weight against my body. My cock poked between her legs, she caressed the tip with her finger, lovingly, her mouth sought mine and my hands rose to her nipples. Her back, pressed against my chest, transmitted all the heat of her body, the sweat that glued her muscular skin to both of our skins. From our refuge, among trees and shadows, we had a direct view of the tents, our tents.
Sergio and Brenda had woken up just minutes before I came with Daniela. Sergio went back and forth between his tent and mine, stopping for two minutes to talk to his sister and looking around in all directions. Brenda took advantage of my absence to check my phone.
- They'll be looking for us – Daniela commented with a mischievous tone
- A little late – I replied without taking my eyes off my tent
- Sergio is cheating on me – That revelation paralyzed me
- Are you serious? –
- Yes, and his sister covers it up -
- Are you sure? – I was still in shock, Sergio had always seemed like a faithful type to me
- Yes, I saw it, and your girlfriend is scared that you're doing the same thing... – Daniela brought her hands to my hair
- So all that harassment... – The words struggled to come out - ...what irony-
- What's ironic?
- I never betrayed you until now...–
- How flattering-
- If only you had wanted me, Daniela, but Brenda kept me happy, satisfied, until she started with that stupid control of me every minute, and then I got tired – I wanted to say it, shout it, finally channeling my frustration
- Shhh... – I said beso – desquítate tranquilo…- Daniela brought her hands to my cock, caressed it and started moving, rubbing it with all its moisture. - And think that she always said you had a small one – Rio and leaned forward I pressed the glans into her open, warm, moist lips. Brenda continued to invade my privacy, rummaging through my contacts, photos, and cell phone messages. She was noting numbers on her mobile, moving her fingers quickly, perhaps fearing she would surprise me, perhaps entranced by her mischief. I took Daniela around the waist and penetrated her slowly, until the end, applying pressure with my hip and holding her there. She moaned, adjusted her hair and turned to look at me. She had that perverted gesture when all the lust came out from the bottom of her soul. - Sergio never had me like this…- Confessed between moans -...give it to me hard, give it to her...- - Brenda won't have me like this again – I affirmed I screwed with so much force that the slapping of my pelvis against her buttocks must have been heard throughout the campsite. She didn't spare any tone or variety in her moans. Brenda seemed too busy with my phone to notice, perhaps the sound wouldn't reach her, despite stopping a few times to look towards the shadows surrounding the camping area. I felt the muscles of her vagina dilating, contracting, her body trembling. She tried to hold herself in that position, but my thrusts shook her. I felt furious, excited, wicked, a sick man who only found cure between the legs of a woman. I let out all my frustration on Daniela's body, she was enjoying it, looking towards the tents, licking her lips, moaning, looking at me and smiling. She lacked air, breathed deeply and released another moan. I came. It was explosive, I left all my semen inside her, but I didn't stop. My body demanded satisfaction, claiming ecstasy in sufficient quantities to not be able to walk the next day. Something similar to an orgasm exploded at the base of My column extended across my pelvis, forcing me to contract muscles and brake for a few seconds. I wasn't satisfied, I needed more. I bounced back onto Daniela's buttocks, she straightened her torso, arched her back, and grasping my forearms, turned as far as possible. Her gaze lost itself in mine, the grimace of lust was imperative, I needed more, much more. The world disappeared, the rhythmic sound of the collision between our bodies flooded everything, her moans clouded my senses, the contracting and dilating of her pussy, the drops falling onto my testicles, the aroma of her body, she possessed me entirely. The last push left me exhausted, clinging to her body, her mouth. I came again deep in her pussy, the tremors lasted an eternity. Immobilized, exhausted, soaked in sweat and orgasms, the world around us regained its color, its weight. We disentangled ourselves as best we could, I retrieved my towel from a branch behind me. The campsite was silent. Or nobody heard us, or everyone didn't care that we were screwing like beasts. Brenda and Sergio, however, showed no signs of having heard the concert. - Wait...- I still had her muscular body above her enormous breasts, a mischievous and concerned smile was etched on her face – I can't find my pants...
-One more and I'll go – she whispered between bites and tongue games.
-I want it in my mouth – I replied.
-With one hand, I pushed her forward, back to her previous position. The terrain's unevenness gave her hip the perfect height, allowing me to penetrate her effortlessly and lick her with equal ease. When I got down on my knees, the aroma of her pubic area left me breathless. I passed my tongue over her wet lips, without exerting much pressure, then made my way up to the entrance of her vagina, went up and down, tempted her anus but didn't want to distract myself. She opened her legs a little more, lowered her torso and turned her legs inward, leaving her pussy with the perfect opening to satisfy my thirst. I drank, delicately, intensely, barely touching her, then with pleasure. I stopped my tongue for a few seconds on her clitoris, her legs were trembling, she was moaning impatiently. Daniela didn't know my delight in oral sex, the morbid feeling when I dilate the arrival of climax, that sensation of power at the tip of my tongue. Maybe as a reflex, a way to provoke, imploring for it to end the torture, she brought her hand to her buttock, separating it more, delivering all her moisture. I wanted to play, thought leaving it like that for a few minutes, waiting, but my thirst was stronger and I unleashed all the speed, fury of my tongue on her clitoris. Her vagina contracted once, twice, three times, a salty aroma flooded my nose, droplets were jumping from inside her. Her legs trembled, a long and deep moan burst out of her throat. The orgasm exploded in my mouth, the sensation of my tongue licking each drop prolonged the spasms, the delicious trembling of her body.
She sat up and rested her weight against my body. My cock poked between her legs, she caressed the tip with her finger, lovingly, her mouth sought mine and my hands rose to her nipples. Her back, pressed against my chest, transmitted all the heat of her body, the sweat that glued her muscular skin to both of our skins. From our refuge, among trees and shadows, we had a direct view of the tents, our tents.
Sergio and Brenda had woken up just minutes before I came with Daniela. Sergio went back and forth between his tent and mine, stopping for two minutes to talk to his sister and looking around in all directions. Brenda took advantage of my absence to check my phone.
- They'll be looking for us – Daniela commented with a mischievous tone
- A little late – I replied without taking my eyes off my tent
- Sergio is cheating on me – That revelation paralyzed me
- Are you serious? –
- Yes, and his sister covers it up -
- Are you sure? – I was still in shock, Sergio had always seemed like a faithful type to me
- Yes, I saw it, and your girlfriend is scared that you're doing the same thing... – Daniela brought her hands to my hair
- So all that harassment... – The words struggled to come out - ...what irony-
- What's ironic?
- I never betrayed you until now...–
- How flattering-
- If only you had wanted me, Daniela, but Brenda kept me happy, satisfied, until she started with that stupid control of me every minute, and then I got tired – I wanted to say it, shout it, finally channeling my frustration
- Shhh... – I said beso – desquítate tranquilo…- Daniela brought her hands to my cock, caressed it and started moving, rubbing it with all its moisture. - And think that she always said you had a small one – Rio and leaned forward I pressed the glans into her open, warm, moist lips. Brenda continued to invade my privacy, rummaging through my contacts, photos, and cell phone messages. She was noting numbers on her mobile, moving her fingers quickly, perhaps fearing she would surprise me, perhaps entranced by her mischief. I took Daniela around the waist and penetrated her slowly, until the end, applying pressure with my hip and holding her there. She moaned, adjusted her hair and turned to look at me. She had that perverted gesture when all the lust came out from the bottom of her soul. - Sergio never had me like this…- Confessed between moans -...give it to me hard, give it to her...- - Brenda won't have me like this again – I affirmed I screwed with so much force that the slapping of my pelvis against her buttocks must have been heard throughout the campsite. She didn't spare any tone or variety in her moans. Brenda seemed too busy with my phone to notice, perhaps the sound wouldn't reach her, despite stopping a few times to look towards the shadows surrounding the camping area. I felt the muscles of her vagina dilating, contracting, her body trembling. She tried to hold herself in that position, but my thrusts shook her. I felt furious, excited, wicked, a sick man who only found cure between the legs of a woman. I let out all my frustration on Daniela's body, she was enjoying it, looking towards the tents, licking her lips, moaning, looking at me and smiling. She lacked air, breathed deeply and released another moan. I came. It was explosive, I left all my semen inside her, but I didn't stop. My body demanded satisfaction, claiming ecstasy in sufficient quantities to not be able to walk the next day. Something similar to an orgasm exploded at the base of My column extended across my pelvis, forcing me to contract muscles and brake for a few seconds. I wasn't satisfied, I needed more. I bounced back onto Daniela's buttocks, she straightened her torso, arched her back, and grasping my forearms, turned as far as possible. Her gaze lost itself in mine, the grimace of lust was imperative, I needed more, much more. The world disappeared, the rhythmic sound of the collision between our bodies flooded everything, her moans clouded my senses, the contracting and dilating of her pussy, the drops falling onto my testicles, the aroma of her body, she possessed me entirely. The last push left me exhausted, clinging to her body, her mouth. I came again deep in her pussy, the tremors lasted an eternity. Immobilized, exhausted, soaked in sweat and orgasms, the world around us regained its color, its weight. We disentangled ourselves as best we could, I retrieved my towel from a branch behind me. The campsite was silent. Or nobody heard us, or everyone didn't care that we were screwing like beasts. Brenda and Sergio, however, showed no signs of having heard the concert. - Wait...- I still had her muscular body above her enormous breasts, a mischievous and concerned smile was etched on her face – I can't find my pants...
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