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Sex in His Tent
by Glossy (takeme@iamit.com)

***

A story about a foot-loose, fancy-free woman who doesn't 
even make her one night stand wear a condom. (MF, 
seduction)

***

I was, for the first time in my life, unattached and of 
legal age. Normally this would have thrilled me, but the 
reason that I was unattached was from a break-up -- he 
found a better girl.	One with big enough breasts that 
he, being the pervert that we both agreed he was, could 
fuck her tits. That had been my only, only, sexual 
failure.

I moped around with unexplained reason to my parents for 
the break-up. I cleaned my room. It was a week before my 
sophomore year of college. I cleaned my room just like I 
would have done homework. Just anything to get my mind 
off my social mess. I mean it's not like I had tons of 
friends. I did everything with him. But no longer. 

I stumbled across a list I found from my camping trip 
when I was in high school. It was all about why 
campgrounds were so sexy. On impulse, I went through the 
attic and found my old tent. It was a small 30 second 
pop-up. As I had always dreamed, I imitated a man's mid-
life crisis: I packed a bag, told my sister that I'd 
call, and left.

I got across the desert and into mid-Arizona by late 
afternoon. I got into a campground and went into the 
shower. I felt like a mess. My shirt had holes in it.
	My hair was puffed out and it still had sour cream 
in it from my lunch. The shower was soothing and right 
away my perverted mind realized that although these 
public showers were individual, they had some great 
sexual opportunity. 

I love looking at hard nipples. (Yes I'm a woman and yes 
I'm not gay, just on the bi side.) These showers had a 6 
inch space between the separating wall and the back 
wall, so that water from all 3 showers could run down 
the same drain. Right away I realized that a woman with 
big breasts would have trouble not showing her nipples 
to the people next to her as she turned around to wash 
herself. I was determined to take another shower later 
that evening when it was really busy.

I put on my bikini. The bottom is like shorts because I 
have a bit of pubic hair to cover up -- I know many guys 
don't love hair down there, but I love it because it's 
so much curlier than the hair on my head. It also feels 
so soft to my hands as it rubs against it when I'm 
fingering myself. (Yes, I finger myself, almost daily.) 

The top is really skimpy. It has an eye hook latch in 
the back that a guy could so easily slip off in public. 
I would just love that, because I love the idea of being 
forced into exhibition. I'm really submissive. I love to 
think of an older guy with a deep voice just sliding a 
finger under the latch and unhooking it and then cupping 
my breasts in his big hands.

Thinking about this, I rubbed a finger in-between my 
crotch and pulled the suit into my slit a little. It got 
damp as I flicked at my clit. My clit made shivers run 
down to my toes. (I am, writing this, really wet. I love 
writing sex.. I want to finger myself, but the longer I 
put it off, the better it'll be. Sometimes I put it off 
so long that as soon as a finger soaks deep into my 
pussy and rubs deep in me I cum...)

There was a big guy in the pool throwing girls into the 
water when I got in. I slipped in, regretted that the 
water was only 5 feet deep at the most, and just stood 
there in the water for a bit. Silently. I looked at the 
big guy. He was overweight obviously, but I kept looking 
at him and thinking how massive he must feel against 
those little girls' bodies. The girls were probably his 
sisters or his cousins. One girl looked to be about 10, 
and the other 13. 

They would half run, half swim through the water and 
yell at him to come over and get them. They'd try to get 
out of the water before he got there, but he'd grab 
their feet and they'd shriek. He'd grab them around 
their ass and pick them up over his shoulder. 

He'd hold both of their sides -- just next to the 13 
year olds' breasts -- and throw them into the water. 
They'd come up laughing and want it all over again. I 
watched for a long time and then dipped myself 
underwater only to get to the other side in time, before 
he came racing after them. 

We smiled at each other.

I did a summersault in the water when I thought he'd be 
looking so that he'd get a glimpse of my ass up in the 
air. I tried doing two summer salts in a row but during 
the beginning of the second, I started choking on a gulp 
of water.

"Are you ok?" he asked. Husky voice.

"Yeah." I quickly slipped under water to shy away. He 
threw the thirteen year old in the water, but first 
teased her several times before finally releasing.

"Would you throw me?" I asked. I was shaking in 
anticipation, both from horniness and from shyness.

"Come here." I did so. I was a foot away from him. I 
looked expectantly.

"C'mon, closer, you have to let me pick you up, you 
know." He laughed. I tried to smile and got my body 
closer and my mind told me that I was insane. A 
stranger. Letting a stranger pick me up and throw me. 
Hard. Trusting that he wasn't going to hurt me just 
because he had a nice goofy way with the girls. One arm 
went under the water and for a split second I thought he 
was grabbing my pussy like I wanted him to. But he just 
scooped my legs up with one arm and took my upper body 
with the other arm. 

I was pressed against him and his body was hot. My left 
breast was pressed against his chest and I looked down 
and my nipple was hard. I knew he could feel it. My 
pussy slid against his legs as both of his hands moved 
to around my sides, just below my breasts. He prepared 
to throw me. His hands were so big and strong. I went 
high in the air and tumbled under the water only half 
aware.

The whole thing had made me so horny because of what he 
could have done. I said, "Thanks."

"Sure."

I swam under water a couple of times and the next thing 
I knew he was leaving. My eyes tingled with tears now 
that I once again had time to remember my loneliness. 
Once he was out of site, I went back to my campsite.

I walked slowly back. I wasn't looking at anything. I 
felt too depressed to bother. My moods were totally up 
and down. I got near my tent and the guy next door 
turned out to be a musician. He seemed to sing more 
attentively as I walked by. He smiled at me and I smiled 
back. He was older, but so much the perfect type of guy 
that I wanted. Dark hair and a gentle smile and firm 
hairy legs. I guessed him to be 28. I stopped in front 
of him. He was playing a guitar and singing, but I 
wasn't paying attention to the words, only to the sound 
of his voice. I stood for awhile. He was obviously by 
himself and I was by myself and I wanted a guy so much.

Finally he stopped. "Where are you from?" he asked.

"San Diego. How about you?"

"New York. Guess you can hear the accent."

"A little," I said. I caught him eyeing my bikini top, 
well more precisely, my hard nipples. The wind was 
chilly and they stuck out.

I hesitated a real lot. I don't want you to think I'm 
making this up, so I want to stress how uncertain I was. 
But I went to it, just because I needed to be touched so 
much.

"My tent is right over there." I pointed to my clumsy 
and yet very secretive and small tent. "I just went 
swimming.. and well."

"Yeah, I wished I had brought a swimsuit myself. I'll 
have to get one on the way." 

He had no idea what type of pervert I was.

"Well I have to change out of this bikini, and I was 
just wondering if, well if you'd unhook the back of 
it... just I... well it's a little hard to see what I'm 
doing behind myself..."

"Right here?" He was surprised.

"Well yeah... no one's looking..."

"But what if someone did see...?"

"So what? They'd see that you were just doing me a 
favor."

"I bet." He laughed. I walked closer. I felt my pulse in 
my pussy. I turned around inches before him.

"Well ok," he said. "Just don't let it drop..."

"I won't... except..." 

He had it undone. I turned back to him and kneeled down 
in front of his chair. He still had his guitar in his 
lap.

"See," I raised one side of the bikini so that my breast 
popped out.

"Just returning the favor," I grinned.

"Seriously someone might see." He stuck out his hand 
just inches from my breast as if to cover it up from 
anyone looking.

"You might see, yeah." I loved getting a guy so 
uncomfortable like that. "Go ahead touch it."

"No. Really I shouldn't."

"Fine then." I moved close to his guitar. Maybe he 
thought I was going to suck him both through his guitar 
and his shorts, because he looked at me funny. I took 
hold of my nipple and ran it against one of the strings 
of the guitar. The sharp metal string felt so cold and 
harsh on my sensitive breast. It played a note softly.

"Thanks. I've always wanted to do that," I said. I was 
so into it.

He seemed powerless. "Keep an eye on my tent for me, 
ok?" I teased.

I went into my tent to change.

It was semi-dark. I turned on my big flash light and 
shone it behind my body and out looking at him. Only the 
screen was closed, so I could see him looking at me. I 
moved around freely. I tried to pretend that my body was 
soup and that I was pouring it. I put on Jean shorts and 
a short mid-drift top. No panties.	No bra. I walked over 
to him. I felt so incredibly sexy. So much sexier than 
in so long.

"Did you see me?"

"Yes, you're beautiful."

"Come here then." I stuck out my hand as if he were a 
little child about to cross the street.

"We shouldn't..."

"Why not?"

"Just... you're so young... and so compelling... and 
so... well, you deserve better."

"It's okay. I want this. Don't you?"

"Yes." 

Something got into him. He picked me up and carried me 
into his tent. His tent was bigger than mine and more 
comfortable. How did he know that I loved being carried? 
He kissed me as he carried me. All over my face and my 
nose.

He lied me down on the air mattress in his tent and 
straddled me. We kissed and kissed. His tongue sucked at 
my mouth and his mouth at my lips. His hands peeled my 
shirt off and he covered both breasts completely in his 
hands. He squeezed them and flicked his finger harshly 
over my breasts. "Oh yeah, oh yes..." I muttered. I 
reached my hands under his shirt and spread them all 
over his broad chest.

"You want to be wanted, is that it?" I would have said 
yes to anything. That was one time in my life that I 
wasn't up to any coherent thinking. I pinched his 
nipples and felt him tense up against me. He reached 
back for a moment and took his shirt off. I hugged him 
close to me and then lowered my hands to his shorts. 

I pressed my hands against his bulge and let my fingers 
outline it. As he tried to unbutton my shorts, I reached 
for his. I fumbled with the button for a bit. It finally 
came undone and I pulled his shorts and underwear down. 
His cock sprang out, and in fact it rubbed against my 
knee, which I had up in the air to allow him better 
access to my pussy.

Both of our shorts came off and I fitted my hand around 
his cock. My one hand rubbed up and down and the other 
held his balls. He kept pushing his cock into my hand 
harder. I took it.

His finger slid into my pussy deep. He rubbed in and out 
and squeezed my clit. It made me jump. He inserted a 
second finger and wiggled them around to loosen my pussy 
up. His fingers were so big compared to mine. He then 
lowered himself and placed his mouth on my pussy. 

Instinctively, I pressed my pussy into his mouth. His 
head sunk into the air mattress as his tongue licked my 
cunt.	He licked and licked and I was just rubbing all 
I could get into his mouth. I was moaning and my clit 
would slip against his teeth every once in awhile and my 
whole body would jump at the sharp tingle. 

He was pushing his tongue in and out of my pussy and I 
was watching him and I couldn't stand it, I was going to 
cum, but I wanted him in me.	His cock dangled. The 
head looked so purple and thick and it was drewling with 
pre-cum.

"Let me have your cock."

He got the idea but then suddenly, as if real life shook 
him, he said, "Damn, I don't have a condom!"

"It's okay, I'm on the pill."

"Oh, sweetie," he said and he kissed me furiously. 

I reached down and rubbed his cock all over the outside 
of my pussy. I rubbed my clit into it, and then finally 
I let his cock find my entrance. I lifted up to him 
somewhat and he pushed his cock deep in my pussy. It was 
so big and so hot. We were so hot together and he pumped 
into me really hard. Our bodies were tight together and 
my mouth was all over his mouth. I felt like I couldn't 
get enough. 

I grabbed him so hard and squeezed my pussy muscles 
around his cock. My body shook and as he pinched my 
nipples I felt myself clench up around him. His hands 
grasped my ass firmly. I knew I was cumming, that I was 
cumming violently, passionately. And just then, he 
pushed a finger into my moist ass. 

He moved his finger around and I felt the skin between 
his finger and his cock being pinched. I sucked at his 
mouth and held on really tight as my body went wild. At 
about the same time I felt him cum, shooting his hot 
sticky cum into my pussy. I felt it so deep inside me, 
and then it leaked out around my ass.

The only thing I regret is that I wished I could have 
had pictures of us lying together in the tent after 
orgasm. With my nipples erect and my pussy soaking wet. 
I lied half on top of him and fiddled with his cock. I 
just love touching cocks. I moved my fingers up and down 
it. Just feeling the bumps and the soft skin. It got 
hard once again, but this time under my fingers.

"Oh, what's your name?" I asked. It felt so weird to be 
asking that at that moment, but I didn't know, and all 
of a sudden I wanted to say his name.

"Dan."

"I want to suck you, Dan." I tightened my grip on his 
cock. 

He moaned in response. 

I got off of him so that I could turn my body around to 
suck him. I stuck my tongue out and just licked around 
the hole in the top of his cock. I cleaned up the 
remainder of cum. I just swirled my tongue around the 
tip. Then lowering my head I took his cock in my mouth a 
decent amount. I never seem to be able to remember what 
I'm thinking from the moment I decide to lower my head 
to when his cock is in my mouth. 

I imagined how warm and wet my mouth must have felt 
around him. I tried to hold my lips tight around him but 
he pumped his cock deeper into my mouth. It went deep in 
and out and I tried to move my mouth with the motion. 
His cock hit the back of my throat and automatically my 
mouth went up on his cock some.

It was like a tease for him. He could get it to hit the 
back of my mouth, so that he could feel the tender 
flesh, but I couldn't keep my mouth that far down on 
him. So instead I started lapping my tongue around him. 
I moved my tongue back and forth swiftly on his cock. He 
moaned and murmured and his hands ran over my ass and 
under my body to my breasts.

He kept touching me. 

He squeezed my breasts as he starting cumming in my 
mouth. I tried to swallow it but let some drewl out of 
my mouth. I took his cum and rubbed it on my nipples. I 
loved how sticky it felt. I slid back up to him and I 
was tight in his arms.

"Stay with me," he whispered in my ear.

"Yeah," I said, not knowing what he meant.

END

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