テントの中の日の出

The first hint of dawn filtered through the thin nylon of our small tent, casting a soft glow over Sarah's sleeping form. I'd been awake for an hour, my cock already throbbing painfully against my sleeping bag as I watched the curve of her hip and the way her tight yoga tank had ridden up to expose the smooth skin of her lower back. We'd joined this hiking trip with a few others from her evening yoga class, but last night the group had split up to different campsites, leaving just the two of us sharing this tiny two-person tent. The sexual tension between us had been building for weeks during her classes—her hands lingering on my shoulders during downward dog, my eyes tracing the lines of her ass in those stretchy leggings.

"Mmm... you're staring again, aren't you, Jake?" Sarah murmured without opening her eyes, her voice husky with sleep. She stretched languidly, arching her back like a cat, which only made my dick twitch harder.

"罪深いね"と私は囁き、彼女の赤褐色の髪の一房を顔から払いのけました。"こんな風に君が隣にいると眠れないよ。くそ、サラ、今どれだけ君を欲しがっているか君には分からないだろう。"

She rolled toward me, her green eyes finally fluttering open, sparkling with mischief and the same heat I'd seen in class. "Then stop talking and do something about it. We've got the whole morning before the others catch up to us." Her hand slid boldly under my sleeping bag, fingers wrapping around my thick, veiny cock. "God, you're already so hard. Is this what my evening classes do to you?"

I groaned, bucking into her grip. "Every damn time. Those poses... watching your pussy stretch against those leggings. I've jerked off thinking about fucking you for months."

Sarah bit her lip, stroking me slowly, her thumb circling the swollen head where precum was already leaking. "Then fuck me, Jake. Right here. I need it too." She kicked off her sleeping bag, revealing she wore nothing but a thin pair of black panties and that cropped tank. Her full tits strained against the fabric, nipples hard and begging.

私はもう一秒も無駄にしませんでした。彼女の引き締まった脚からパンティーを引き下ろし、すでに興奮で光る剃毛されたアソコを露わにしました。彼女の匂い—ムスクのようで甘い—が小さなテントに充満しました。彼女を仰向けに押し倒し、太ももの間に顔を埋め、濡れた割れ目を長くゆっくりと舐め上げました。

"ああ…そう、"と彼女は喘ぎ、指を私の髪に絡めました。"クリトリスを舐めて、ジェイク。その調子…ああ、あなたの舌、気持ちいい。"

私は彼女の腫れたクリトリスを口に含み、素早く舌で弾きながら、きつく濡れそぼるアソコに指を2本滑り込ませました。彼女はびしょ濡れで、愛液が私の顎を覆い、彼女は私の顔に腰を押し付けていました。テントは濡れた卑猥な音と彼女の息の荒い喘ぎ声で満たされました。

"やめないで…もうイきそう"と彼女は泣き声を上げ、太ももで私の頭を締め付けました。彼女の体は緊張し、それから激しく震え、アソコが私の指を締め付け、新たな愛液が私の舌に溢れました。

Before she could catch her breath, I flipped her onto all fours, the sleeping bags bunching beneath us. Her juicy ass was raised perfectly, yoga-honed and firm. I gripped her hips, rubbing my thick cock along her slit, teasing her entrance.

"Put it in me," she begged, pushing back. "I want that big dick stretching my pussy. Fuck me hard, Jake."

I thrust forward in one smooth stroke, burying myself balls-deep in her slick heat. "Holy fuck, you're tight," I growled, starting to pound into her. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed in the tent, mixed with her cries and my grunts.

"Yes! Harder... pound my cunt!" Sarah moaned, reaching back to spread her ass cheeks wider. I spanked her firm ass lightly, watching it jiggle, then sped up, my heavy balls smacking against her clit with every thrust.

We switched positions when my thighs started burning—she climbed on top, sinking down onto my cock reverse cowgirl so I could watch her ass bounce. Her pussy gripped me like a vice, creaming all over my shaft as she rode me frantically.

"またイきそう"と彼女は息を切らし、クリトリスを私の根元に擦り付けました。"中に出して、ジェイク。いっぱいにして。"

それで私は限界を超えた。彼女の腰を掴み、彼女の内壁が私の周りでひくつく中、激しく突き上げた。「くそっ……いくぞ！」私のペニスは脈打ち、熱く濃い精液を彼女の痙攣するアソコの奥深くに射精した。彼女は叫び、私と同時にイき、彼女の愛液が私のものと混ざり合い、私の玉袋を伝って滴り落ちた。

We collapsed together, sweaty and panting, the morning light now fully bright outside. Sarah turned to kiss me lazily, her hand stroking my softening cock.

"Best morning yoga session ever," she whispered with a grin. "Think we can keep this between us until the next hike?"

I laughed softly, pulling her close. "Only if we do this every sunrise."