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Tent Pussy on the Trail

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The moment I zipped the tent flap shut behind us, the air thickened with raw want. Rain hammered the nylon roof while lightning flickered across Mia's rain-slicked skin. We'd ditched the rest of the hiking group two hours ago, claiming we needed "extra shots" of the storm. Bullshit. We both knew exactly what kind of shots I wanted.

Mia pushed damp strands of dark hair from her face, her soaked tank top clinging to full tits that rose and fell fast. "You gonna just stare at me all night, Jake, or are you finally gonna put that camera down and fuck me?"

I dropped the Nikon without bothering to cap the lens. "Take those wet shorts off. Now."

She didn't hesitate. The sound of her zipper cut through the rain as she peeled the clinging fabric down thick thighs. No panties underneath. Just a smooth, glistening pussy already puffy and wet from the hike and the teasing glances we'd traded all day. Her outer lips parted slightly, showing the slick pink inside, clit peeking like it was begging for attention.

"Jesus, look at that pretty cunt," I growled, yanking my own shirt over my head. The tent was small, forcing us close. Her scent—musky, feminine, mixed with rain—filled the tight space. I shoved her down onto the sleeping bag, spreading her legs wide. "Been thinking about this pussy since the trailhead. How wet it gets when you walk behind me."

Mia laughed breathlessly, reaching down to spread herself open with two fingers. "Then stop talking and eat it, photographer boy. Make me cum on your tongue before you stuff that big dick inside."

I dove in like a starving man. My tongue dragged up her slit, tasting her tangy sweetness, then circled her swollen clit hard. She bucked, fingers tangling in my hair. "Oh fuck, yes... right there. Suck on it—harder!"

The wet sounds of my mouth on her pussy mixed with her moans and the storm outside. I pushed two fingers into her tight hole, feeling her walls clench and flutter. She was soaked, juices coating my chin as I fucked her with my fingers and latched onto her clit. Her hips rolled against my face, grinding shamelessly.

"Shit, Jake... I'm gonna—don't stop, I'm coming!" Her thighs clamped around my head as she shattered. Hot pussy juice flooded my mouth while her whole body shook. I kept licking through it, drawing out every spasm until she was panting and twitching.

Before she could catch her breath I flipped her onto all fours. The sleeping bag bunched under her knees. Her ass was perfect—round, firm from all the hiking—and that dripping pussy peeked between her thighs, winking at me. I freed my cock, thick and veined, the head already leaking. "You want this dick stretching your cunt?"

"Yes," she gasped, pushing back. "Fill me up. I need it deep."

I rubbed the fat head up and down her slippery folds, teasing her clit until she whined. Then I thrust in hard, burying every inch in one stroke. Her pussy gripped me like hot velvet, so tight and wet the squelch was obscene. "Fuuuck, you're swallowing my cock. So goddamn greedy."

Mia moaned loud, face pressed into the sleeping bag. "Harder! Pound my pussy. Make it yours."

I grabbed her hips and started slamming into her. Each thrust made her ass ripple, her juices dripping down my balls. The tent shook with our rhythm. I reached around to rub her clit while I fucked her, feeling her get even wetter. She pushed back to meet every stroke, cursing and begging.

"Right there—oh god your cock is so deep. I'm gonna cum again... don't pull out!"

I felt her walls start pulsing, milking me. The pressure built in my balls. "Gonna fill this slutty pussy. Take every drop."

She came with a sharp cry, pussy clamping down so hard I saw stars. That pushed me over. I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded, thick ropes of cum flooding her spasming cunt. It leaked out around my shaft as I kept grinding through the aftershocks, painting her insides white.

We collapsed sideways, still joined, my softening cock nestled in her creamy pussy. Rain drummed steadily above us. Mia turned her head, a lazy, satisfied smile on her lips. "Best hiking trip ever. Tomorrow we do it in the rain outside the tent?"

I kissed her sweaty neck, feeling her pussy flutter around me again. "Only if I get to take pictures of that dripping, cum-filled cunt afterward."

"Deal," she whispered, squeezing me inside her one more time. "But only if you promise to eat it clean first."

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