His Nasty Little Pussy

“You’re horrible at picking women, Matt,” I say.

“Well maybe next time I’ll let you pick. How about that?”

“Perfect,” I say with a grin. “But that means you’re not allowed to date anyone until I say.”

“Oh god,” he groans dramatically. “You’ll have me living like a monk until I’m old and decrepit.”

I give him a smile but don’t say anything. A celibate Matt is the last thing I want. He has no idea how much sex is in his future. It’s just all going to be with me.

When we finally make it to the campground, I get so excited I clap my hands. I love camping, and this is my favorite spot. There’s a ton of hiking trails, a gorgeous clear lake, and loads of privacy. Plus, there’s a really nice area with bathrooms and showers that’s close by, so it’s all the awesomeness of camping while still having some nice amenities.

Matt drives us to my favorite site, the one with a great view of the lake, and parks his jeep by a line of trees. I flash him a happy grin and hop out. My parents are already unloading their car, and I run over to help. It’s a perfect day. We’re not so far into summer that it’s too hot to be enjoyable, but it’s definitely warm enough for a swim. I’ve been looking forward to seeing Matt in his swim trunks for weeks.

When everything is unloaded, my mom and dad start working on their tent. I grab mine and walk a bit further, pretending to inspect the ground as I go, waiting for Matt to show me where he’s putting his. He starts putting his together on the other side of the clearing, so I head over in that direction. I brush my foot out along the ground as if I’m trying to find the most level spot and drop my tent very close to his.

His eyebrow quirks up when he sees me.

“The ground’s too bumpy over there. You don’t mind, do you?” I ask, giving him a wide-eyed innocent look.

“I never mind when you’re close,” he says with a wink, bringing a fresh rush of wetness to my pussy.

I start working on my tent again with a ridiculous grin on my face. Looking over, I notice that my parents are both completely absorbed in what they’re doing, so I take the opportunity to walk behind my tent, hike my butt in the air and bend over, trying to get my tent stakes into the ground. With the shorty shorts I’m wearing, plus my decision to not wear panties, I know Matt is getting a perfect view of shaved pussy. I almost laugh when I hear his sharp intake of breath from behind me.

Looking over my shoulder, I shoot him a grin, this one not as innocent as the first. The heat in his green eyes makes me even wetter.

“Can you shove it in for me?” I ask, shifting my weight from foot to foot so my ass wiggles a little.

He makes a noise that sounds like a mix of a groan and a sigh and walks over. He stops right behind me. I’m still bent at the waist, so I know his cock has got to be less than an inch from my pussy right now.

I gasp in surprise when he runs his fingers along my ass cheek. “You know, Alyssa, you’re quite the cock tease.”

I’m so shocked, I can’t even form words, especially when he lets his fingers graze over my pussy, dancing a finger along my wet slit.

Holy fuck!

I lose control and a whimper comes out, making him give a deep chuckle. He refuses to slide his finger all the way, just moves it slowly over my slit, barely parting my pussy lips. The sensation is maddening. I arch my hips, begging him for more, but when I do, he takes his finger away. He grabs my hips and roughly pushes me back against his hard cock. He feels so fucking big, and I can’t help but move my hips, rubbing my pussy over him.

Before I’m even close to being done, he jerks my hips away just as roughly and squats down next to me. I mirror his movement and face him. His eyes lower, and I look down, smiling at the gorgeous cameltoe I’m giving him a view of. My shorts have hiked up into my wet pussy, making my bald lips spill out on either side.

When he lifts his eyes to mine, they’ve gone completely dark with lust.

“Don’t fucking cock tease me, Alyssa,” he says in a tone that has shivers of pleasure running up my spine.

I try to give him an innocent look. “What do you mean?”

He just gives me a wicked grin and leans forward to run a finger over my wet slit again.

“So it’s just an innocent accident that half your pussy is on display right now?”

“Mm-hmm,” I say, not trusting myself to speak.

I moan and he presses his finger harder against me, and my traitorous hips arch with a mind of their own. He gives me a wicked grin before bringing his wet finger to his mouth. My eyes widen as I watch him slide his finger into his mouth, sucking my juices off his finger like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted.

“Be careful, Alyssa,” he says, “or you’re going to get exactly what you’ve been begging me for.”

In one quick motion, he pounds the stake fully into the ground.

“Looks like it just needed a firm hand,” he says with a wicked glint in his eyes, making my panties nearly melt and fall off.

I watch as he walks off to finish his own tent, letting his words repeat in my head over and over again. If I’m not careful, he’s going to give me exactly what I’ve been begging for. Well, looks like I’m done being careful.

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