theres a foxy animal called the 'work hottie' or 'wottie'...kinda elusive and spooks easy. lately ive been on the hunt for one to mount. ironically i didnt hafta scope him out, he walked rite in my target range and approached me willingly - tho it played out like the damn flowah petal game...he likes me...he likes me not...he likes me...i think hes stupidly hot...he likes me...i think...or not.
i went campin with fourteen people for three days...apparently four short of a triple orgy i hear. i wuz really only hopin for a screw some twosome.
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i wuz buzzed. im tryin to describe the moments of awesomeness i felt in a way that makes sense. its a bit of a weavin commentary cuz some deets are more fuzzy than othas...xcept my Os...those i can more clearly recount...what i forget my puss will remind me (she took notes).
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i spent saturday livin it up, drinkin it down and partyin hard. theres too much fun foolishness, silly stories and wild child craziness to disclose. everyone had a blast and my list of what wuz lost is minimal:
1 pair of dc shoes...from skater boi to mud destroy.
1 lawn chair...first i got folded in it as a joke and then hot ambers burnt thru the seat.
1 pair of panties...well those were retrieved outta a tree...someone said they were tryin to covah bush.
2 badminton rackets...not a good idea to grill yo cheese and bread ovah the fire. funny no one stopped me.
oh...inhibition...that wuz lost too.
there wuz high probability of a wottie sightin...it had been discussed. i had made it obvious he wuz more than welcum to join a day, a nite, the weekend. no pressure on me or him, i expected plenty of laughs regardless. of course id be eager to spend some one-on-one time where i could touch his arm while we talked, sittin round the fire, both sendin signals that were anythin but smoke.
i had grabbed a showah early, pulled on a soft fleece hoodie and jersey cotton shorts. i towel dried my hair, stickin a ponytail thru my baseball cap lookin casual but fresh and sunkissed. i needed to look my cutest to capture the wottie...like how he captured my eye...bein cute in both a physical and charmin sorta way.
i wuz anxious and giddy, and drinkin only heightened my horniness. i wuz in the mood to slut it up tho i didnt wanna get overly excited in case he didnt show cuz id probly be a bit bummed, not a feelin i like or evah get use to.
the second...the absolute SECOND i seen him pull up i knew...i KNEW xactly what that meant. ya could not have found a happier campa...or a wetta one.
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i dont play games. he wuz there for me...im not dumb.
we were stealth...and sneaky but in all reality we were sooooooooo not. i couldnt stop chirpin like the dirty flirty birdy i am while he chatted back at me in naughty sex banter. i giggled...cuz i wuz happy...hypah...horny. it seems like when ya wanna be incognito its when ya bring the most attention to yaself. the faster i wanted in that tent, the more i struggled with the zippa. i nevah have problems with zippas but the tent also wuznt made outta guys jeans.
my first kiss wuz not mouth to mouth...he pressed his lips hungrily to my neck and i just bout came. if i evah doubted this boy wanted me i wuz a foolish girl. ya cant fake that...whetha it had been brewin...or whetha it had been just recent, in that moment the boy stirrin my juices made me feel like his body wuz communicatin to mine i want ya...i need ya...im fucken havin my way with ya rite fucken now.
we made out awhile kinda sloppy and stumblin in the shadows. im not sho when we stopped and started full on playin.
i memba lotsa shufflin...fuck sleepin bags give ya away when ya tryin to be quiet! i still hear the swoosh swoosh as we rolled back and forth into each otha.
he took his shirt off and hovered on top of me...im lyin there pantin knowin its my turn next. he felt his way inside my hoodie and cupped my tits. his hands covered my whole breast. he kept kneadin em while gropin me all ovah.
i grabbed at his hair and his skin...soon i wuz topless, my chest exposed for betta access to kiss on.
he stroked my tum...kinda like he wuz drawin on it and that tickled me pink...im gonna say it...like my puss.
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he made his way tween my legs...i knew my lil panties were real wet and my puss would be drippin onto the fabric beneath us once they were removed leavin evidence behind. i couldnt wait for him to take em off. he wuz way too careful...a desperate boy peelin clothes off a desperate girl should not go slow. he pulled both my panties and shorts down togetha at the same time.
it wuz fairly dark...the only disadvantage to the experience...and i knew tho he wuz lookin rite at my pussy that she needed betta lightin to really shine. in a way it wuz kinda excitin as well cuz we had to feel round to hit the rite buttons and that meant more touchin...total win. plus the darkness made me get a lil unintentional ass play which i wuz more than ok with. sometimes i think maybe it wuz less awkward in sheer blackness allowin us to be more focused on what we were doin stead of how we looked doin it. we were only beginnin to introduce our bodies.
the first time a boy touches my pussy with his lips or tongue, i spill ovah a bit. i cant help it...i precream cream...like a preview to the feature presentation. i could use a thousand words to describe the feelin but it would nevah do it justice.
a shock of pleasure runs up my body like a jolt of somethin wonderful. my puss wants to relay the message to my mind asap but shes just been tazed. i have a delayed reaction like im soakin in whats happenin while im spillin out.
he stuck his tongue inside me...i felt it dart round like a slippery snake. he did some real slow licks probin rite in the centre which i loved and i spread my legs wider so he could force in deeper. he moved his tongue up higher and i lifted my ass cuz it felt so good...that wuz likely the instant i felt my clit licked. i know anyone within earshot woulda heard me say somethin like oh god...dont fucken stop.
i felt his fingahs holdin me open, and he would glide em up and down teasin me...anotha jolt happenin when a fingah finally slid inside me. at that point i wuz ridiculously hot and ready to fuck...i needed to be filled.
there wuz really no search for my g cuz i can shift and tilt my body in a fashion its easier to find. he kept rubbin my spot, lickin round and suckin on my clit...each act sendin me into an urgent frenzy. i had a hand on his head, a hand rubbin my body...pinchin my nips...strokin my tum and massagin my lil V like i wuz batin solo.
he wiggled his tongue, lappin...i could barely stand any more. i know i wuz loud...i memba him laughin goin sshh...sshhh...sshhhhh but goin back harder at it knowin i would respond in volume...like he wuz tryin to make me scream.
i wuz in a kill zone thrill zone...on the edge of burstin. his focus switched to my swollen clit and fingerin. i lifted my ass and pressed my puss into his face as he bore down attemptin to hold on while i came. i literally didnt drop my booty until the last spasm of my O. dear work hottie...i didnt mean to try and drown ya in my girly juices ps ya didnt seem to mind.
fuck min ya sweet sugah...hearin that while i came in his mouth placed the popped cherry on my whole weekend...made me wanna fuck him even more.
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i take initiative outta habit and when i drink im more bold and more ruff. i kinda literally man-handled him! i wanted to be on top and that wuz gonna happen with or without his consent. i regret not bein able to clearly see his eyes...his reaction while i stared him down like i just caught my prey woulda excited me furtha.
i thru his arms above his head, pinnin him down with my weight, bein humored that i could keep him in place. i kissed him while he ran his hands along my body. we both knew our positions could quickly be switched.
i ached for his dick inside me. my puss had been patient for too long...no more waitin. i fumbled with balance until i could feel him at my openin and sat rite on his erect dick which entered me with ease. i leaned my belly against his and he wrapped his arms round me til we found the perfect rythm. i wuz a lazy cowgirl almost layin on top of him, parallel, ratha than uprite. i grinded real low movin my pelvis and thrustin my hips...the more i did this, the more he groaned.
i shouted words i usually would durin sex...fuck baby...ya fucken want this pussy...feel how wet she is for ya...fuck fuck fuck...again within earshot that anyone walkin by coulda heard a few good ones i woulda had to explain, tho friends kinda let friends have privacy to fuck. i know i said in the heat of the moment im gonna fuck ya up...but im tryin to forget i did.
he came ratha fast since we had been messin round the tent for howevah long but i wuz able to cum again rite afta he did. i woulda liked to feel his warm cum coat the walls of my hot box but safety first. had he sprayed on my body...i woulda asked for it on my tits or my tum and played with it while he watched.
we didnt rest but talked a bit and it wuz a purdy lite convo considerin how sex intense we had gotten. it wuznt my best sexual experience, not perfectly choreographed, but it wuz one i wanted really bad with someone i lusted for.
as we made our way back to the camp fire, the lame-o comments started...where have ya two been? why is ya hoodie inside out? why is a condom stuck to ya shoe? those kinds.
if anyone who saw us disappear didnt know we were off to get fucken dirty...they needed to stop the fuck drinkin.
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campin IS dangerousss. i DID get eaten...by a fox. it wuz fantabulastic.
but theres no rest for the wicked...
friday i faceplanted twice in a sandbar too early for my likin. i kinda had a feelin i mite not last the nite. afta an involuntarily nap i made it to 4am. saturday i woke up with obnoxious birds and a scorchin sun but my energy level nevah wavered. woot woot. i wuz able to last til 3am...monday morn. i dont know the point of that but it all caught up with my ass durin the week and spanked me...HARD.
its def different goin campin when ya single...usually my boy would pitch the tent.
i listened 2 Sweet Home Alabama (Lynyrd Skynyrd), Feels like the First Time (Foreigner), Here for a Good Time (Trooper) and more while bloggin.
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