Tent Toilet Tease

The moment I zipped the tent flap shut behind us, the air thickened with raw want. Sarah, the curvy waitress from the trailhead café who’d somehow ended up on this same last-minute hiking trip, pressed her back against my chest. Her breath hitched. “Fuck, Mark… I’ve been wet since you kept staring at my ass during the climb.”

We’d pitched the small two-person tent just before dusk because the ranger station was closed and the only bathroom was a disgusting pit toilet fifty yards away. Rain started drumming on the nylon, sealing us in. Two sleeping bags, one lantern, and the heavy scent of her vanilla lotion mixed with our sweat. I’d been a regular at her café for months, flirting over coffee and tips that left her blushing. Tonight the tension snapped.

Her fingers were already tugging at my belt. “I can’t wait anymore,” she whispered, voice husky. “That long hike made me so fucking horny. Touch me.”

I spun her around, hands sliding under her damp tank top to cup her full tits. Her nipples were rock-hard. She moaned softly as I pinched them, then dropped to her knees on the crinkly groundsheet. The lantern cast golden shadows across her flushed cheeks.

「抜いて」と彼女は懇願し、私の股間をじっと見つめた。「その大きなおちんちんを今すぐ口に入れたいの」

I freed my throbbing dick. Sarah didn’t hesitate. She wrapped her soft lips around the head, swirling her tongue before sucking me deep. Wet, filthy sounds filled the tiny tent as she bobbed, saliva dripping down my shaft. “Mmm, you taste so good,” she gasped between strokes, pumping me with her fist. “I’ve fantasized about this every time you sat in my section.”

私はうめき、彼女の黒い髪に指を絡めた。雨音が大きくなり、私たちの声をかき消した。腰を突き上げ、彼女の温かい口を彼女の目が潤むまで犯した。彼女は一度えずき、濡れた音を立てて口を離し、にやりと笑った。「まだよ。あなたを私の中に入れてほしいの。」

We stripped fast. Her shorts and panties hit the corner in a damp pile. Sarah’s shaved pussy glistened, lips swollen and slick. She turned, bracing her hands on the low tent wall, ass pushed out. That juicy round ass I’d stared at for months was finally bare in front of me.

「激しく突いて、マーク。ここでよ。あなたの汚いウェイトレス奴隷みたいに私を使って。」

I gripped her hips and thrust in deep. Her tight cunt swallowed every inch, hot and dripping. “Oh shit… yes!” she cried, voice cracking. I pounded her from behind, the wet slap of skin echoing with the rain. Each stroke made her tits swing. I reached around, rubbing her swollen clit in tight circles.

「もっと速く…くそ、もうイっちゃいそう」と彼女は喘ぎました。彼女の膣壁が私のペニスを締め付け、最初のオーガズムが来ると脈打ちました。彼女は悲鳴を抑えるために唇を噛み、体を震わせました。私は止まらず、さらに深く突き、彼女の愛液が私の睾丸を濡らすのを感じました。

We shifted. I lay back on the sleeping bag and she straddled me reverse cowgirl, sinking down onto my dick again. Her ass bounced, cheeks rippling with every drop. The position let me watch my thick shaft disappear into her greedy pussy over and over. “Look at that… your cock is stretching me so good,” she moaned, grinding her clit against my base.

I slapped her ass, leaving a red handprint. She yelped then laughed breathlessly. “Harder. I love it rough.” The tent smelled like sex now—musky, sweet, desperate. Her juices ran down my thighs. I felt my own climax building, balls tightening.

“Sarah… I’m close,” I growled.

「中に出して」と彼女は要求し、さらに速く腰を振った。「このあそこを満たして。後であふれ出るのを感じたいの」

それで私は限界を超えた。彼女の腰を掴んで一気に突き上げ、奥深くで爆発した。濃い精液の束が痙攣する彼女の膣内に勢いよく注ぎ込まれた。彼女も再び絶頂に達し、背中を反らせ、低く喉の奥から漏れるような喘ぎ声を上げながら、その内壁が一滴残らず搾り取った。

We collapsed, panting, bodies slick with sweat. She stayed on me a moment longer, gently rocking, savoring the mess. “That was… way better than the gross pit toilet,” she giggled, turning to kiss me messily.

I laughed against her lips, still buried inside her. “We’re definitely sharing this tent every night of the trip.”

外では雨が小降りになっていた。中では、彼女の指が私の胸の上でゆっくりと円を描き、まだ終わっていないことをすでにほのめかしていた。夜はまだ若く、私たちもそうだった。