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.

“掏出来，”她哀求道，眼睛盯着我的裤裆。“我现在就想把那根大鸡巴含进嘴里。”

我掏出自己搏动的鸡巴。莎拉毫不犹豫。她用柔软的嘴唇裹住龟头，舌头打着转，然后深深含入。她上下吞吐时，湿漉漉的淫靡声响彻狭小的帐篷，口水顺着我的茎身滴落。“嗯，你的味道真好，”她在吞吐间隙喘着气说，用手套弄着我。“每次你坐在我负责的区域，我都会幻想这个。”

我呻吟着，手指穿过她的黑发。雨声越来越大，掩盖了我们的声音。我的臀部挺动，操着她温暖的嘴，直到她眼泪汪汪。她干呕了一次，湿漉漉地“啵”一声退开，咧嘴一笑。“还没到时候。我需要你进入我里面。”

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.

“Fuck me hard, Mark. Right here. Use me like your dirty little waitress slut.”

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.

“Faster… fuck, I’m gonna cum already,” she panted. Her walls clenched around my cock, pulsing as the first orgasm hit. She bit her lip to stifle a scream, body shaking. I didn’t stop, driving deeper, feeling her cream coat my balls.

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.

“射在我里面，”她命令道，骑得更快。“填满这个骚穴。我想等会儿感觉到它流出来。”

That pushed me over. I grabbed her waist and thrust up hard, exploding deep. Thick ropes of cum pumped into her spasming cunt. She came again too, back arching, a low guttural moan escaping as her walls milked every drop.

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.”

Outside the rain eased. Inside, her fingers traced lazy circles on my chest, already hinting she wasn’t done. The night was young, and so were we.