After we hooked up the first time, we went back out to the fire pit where everyone else was hanging out. We each grabbed a beer and sat in the two free chairs around the fire. I could feel his cum starting to drip out into my panties as I sat, and knowing that, around all my friends who had no idea, definitely turned me on.

We had walked into the middle of a tipsy game of truth or dare, which someone had brought up as a nostalgic campfire game. I didn’t pay too much attention to what everyone else was doing as they were playing, all of my attention on my friend. There was shouting and laughter all around us, but I could only focus on his hand on my thigh. I glanced at him impatiently as often as I thought I could get away with – I wanted to get back on that cock as soon as possible.

Thankfully one of our other friends presented me with an opportunity when I was dared to make out with someone. I turned to him immediately and straddled him, kissing him with intent. I could hear whoops as I did so, which only spurred me on to part my lips and let my tongue explore his mouth. He kissed me back with just as much intensity, one hand coming up to tangle in the hair at the base of my head.

When we had to pull apart to breathe I kept eye contact with him, debating whether or not I should just sit down on the hard on that I knew had to be there. Our friends were cheering at the show we had just given them and congratulating us on our skills. If only they knew!

Well, there was no point in hiding what I wanted to happen next.

“Sorry guys, I think I need to get a room with this guy!”

Laughter erupted around us as I backed off of him and grabbed his hand, pulling him to standing. He was grinning at me, and throwing winks at our friends as we walked off together, back to the room. Their raunchy jokes followed us all the way into the cabin.

“You just couldn’t wait to get back on this dick, huh?”

I didn’t bother trying to deny it. Instead, once we got back to his room, I turned around and pulled my tank top off. I unclasped my bra and let it fall to the floor, showing off my tits. His eyes went right to them, and then dropped lower as I shimmied out of my skirt and panties so I was fully naked. A drop of his cum started to slide down my inner thigh, and he licked his lips looking at my pussy.

“I think it’s your turn to get a taste of this,” I told him.

He pushed me backwards so that I was lying on my back on the bed and spread my legs so that he could kneel between them. He didn’t hesitate, just dove in to start eating my pussy. He ran his tongue over my lips and teased my clit with the lightest flicks. I was sensitive from the earlier fucking and jumped at the feeling, my pussy starting to tingle right away.

He wrapped his lips around my clit and started to suck while at the same time inserting three fingers into my empty pussy. I gasped and my thighs tried to close, the feelings too intense, but his broad shoulders prevented my legs from moving. I could feel him smirking into my pussy, sucking on my clit harder and starting to fuck me with his fingers.

It felt so fucking good, especially when he curled all of his fingers upwards and rubbed against my g spot. My orgasm started to build, my pussy clenching around him, shocks of electric pleasure shooting from where he was playing with my clit. Just another minute and I would be there, I was dripping my juices and him cum combined.

Then he stopped. I cried out when he pulled away from me, I had been so close! I sat up on my forearms to complain when I saw that he was pulling his cock out. A thrill went through me at the idea that when he fucked me he would still be fully clothed and I would have nothing on. Something about that was super hot.

His cock was fully hard and he wasted no time stepping forward and positioning himself at my entrance. I was so wet from almost coming before that he slid right in with no resistance, stretching my tight little pussy. I moaned and dropped down onto my back again, my eyes rolling at the feeling. His dick fit so perfectly in me, hitting all the spots that make me quiver and squeal.

He started to fuck me ruthlessly right away, pulling out with a slick motion and then thrusting back in all the way to the base, hard, fast, deep. My hands gripped the sheets beneath me, fingers clenching into fists as I tried not to scream. He slid one hand underneath my hips and then lifted them up so that my bottom half was in the air. The angle that he was fucking me at changed and suddenly I was right there again, teetering at the edge of my orgasm.

He kept fucking me as hard as he could, growling about how he wanted to see me come again, he wanted to feel me squeezing on his dick when he made he come. His words went right to my core, and then with his free hand he reached over and started to rub circles into my clit.

I exploded into my climax, my hips bucking in the air, trying to get more, more! I needed this feeling to never end, like I was submerged in pleasure, like I was breathing it. I could faintly hear the noises I was making, gasps and high-pitched moans. He grunted and pistoned his hips into me as fast as he could, my orgasm triggering his own. He gave me another huge load, my pussy now completely full of his cum.

“You’re going to need to clean up before we go back outside,” he panted, dropping my hips back onto the bed. “But don’t worry I have lots more cum to give you this weekend.”