Chapter Two
Packed everything was ready to go that night as he asked. She saw him give her a one over as she bounced down the stairs happily, her tight t-shirt was hugging her curves and her denim shorts were as well. She wasn’t a small girl, in fact she was curvy, in all the right places, and she knew it. She had been fortunate enough to get signed to a modeling contract which only accepted her curves with a happy smile.
In some ways she was a pioneer, paving the way for women who didn’t fit into societies idea of the perfect woman. She had a mass of red hair, that was her signature thing. It spilled down her back in a mass of curls and she had deep blue eyes that most guys she had dated said were her best quality. She made her way into the kitchen, flinging her hair behind her shoulder and grabbing dinner from the side board.
She saw him arch an eyebrow in her direction, so it was clear he was aware of her. She decided to push the envelope a little over dinner. She leaned forward as they ate, doing her best to give him a perfect view of her cleavage, which he seemed to ignore at first. There was something about him, something that seemed off edge, and she used that to try again. She moved to pick up the dishes off the table to help and when she did she let her breast bump his arm.
There was an obvious moment that passed, though she didn’t want to focus on it, instead she kept going, though when she looked back he was blushing. She knew she affected him somehow and as she slid into bed that night she was once more plagued by images of him naked and pounding into the woman on the chaise lounge. She sighed as she stripped herself free of her nightgown, running her hands over her curvy body once more.
She could imagine him again, but this time it was her under him, feeling as he pushed into her hard, taking more and more as he went. She let her hands drift down, rubbing and touching herself. Her massive breasts were standing at attention on her chest, the peaked tips aching against the sheet. She pinched them gently, knowing she like how that felt and gently moved her hands farther and farther down her body. Soon she slipped on hand unto the wet heat of herself, at the junction of her thighs. She was surprised to feel the heat and wetness there, and the ache started down deep. She wanted to make it better, needed to and she rubbed the swollen nub she found there gently, moaning as she ached with the sweet clenching feeling it caused.
She envisioned him slapping her ass hard, like he had done the woman. Him riding her harder and harder until she couldn’t take it anymore, and until her body was open to him completely. She felt her hips buck against her own fingers as she worked the tiny bud of desire into a frenzy, only stopping when she finally climaxed hard and full. She smiled as she rolled overthinking about what fun she would have for the next few days.
Morning came with a full spread of sunshine, giving her even more to be happy about as she dressed for the trip. She decided on a tank top, no bra and some cut offs, which she knew he would arch an eyebrow at. She bounced happily down the stairs just as he put the last bag in the jeep and turned to face her his eyes immediately going to her chest and then back up to give her an odd look.
“Missing some clothes Kate?” He slid into the seat and she could only smile as she got in beside him.
“NO not really, we will be in the car most of the time right? I may as well be comfortable.” She started humming a tune ignoring his pained expression as they set off for the mountains.
The trip was pleasant both chatting about life and work. She couldn’t help but bring up his afternoon escapades.
“So seeing anyone?” She tried to be nonchalant, but he hesitated before answering.
“No, not really. How about you Kate, no boys hanging around yet?” He gave her a smile.
“Some, but no only one that I think I have feelings for.” She knew he would never guess it was him.
“Really, that’s interesting. You are so young.” He looked out the window as he drove.
“Actually Aaron, I am 20, I am not that young anymore. You just don’t want to see me as a woman is all.” She went back to humming her song, noting his strange expression.
The found the campsite for the first night, pitched a tent and settled in, both laughing over the campfire neither of them were able to start on their own. Soon they were eating and happily talking about the next few days. She stood stretching her arms up high as she checked out the water.
“I think I’ll go see how cold that water is.” She started walking quickly down to the water’s edge, knowing he would follow her. She turned around to face him as she quickly stripped off her shirt, her massive breasts jiggling in the moonlight. She saw his face tighten as he looked at her and then he quickly averted his eyes.
“Kate, be careful that is probably full of snakes or worse.” He wouldn’t look at her, but she had seen the lust in his eyes, she had all the answers she needed now.
She splashed water at him as she stripped off the rest of her clothes and let the cold water seep into her skin. It was invigorating and she quickly got back out, smiling as she watched him putting out the fire at camp. She slipped her clothes back on, still damp from her escapade and made her way back to the tent. As she climbed inside she noted how close the sleeping bags were, though he had put a clear gap between them.
She smiled at him as she wrung out her hair. She saw his eyes drop down, her fat hard nipples poking through the wet t-shirt she had on. She waited, letting him look before she turned around to crawl under her sleeping bag once and for all. He took his time coming to sleep, but soon he was laying nearby, and she could tell he was awake.
“Whatcha thinking about Aaron?” If anything the element of surprise would be on her side.
“Nothing really, just been a long day.” He sounded preoccupied, and she knew why.
She was still thinking about his answer as she drifted off to sleep. There was a sound, but she was unclear what it was exactly. Rolling over carefully she lifted her eyes just enough to glance around the tent, hoping whatever was moving around wasn’t some kind of animal trying to get in. At some point in the night she had gotten hot, her shirt was hiked up both breasts spilled out freely in the coolness of the night air. She saw then what the noise was, and what was making it. Aaron was laying in his sleeping bag, doing his best to be quiet, as his eyes raked over her exposed breasts as he as he methodically stroked his huge member in his sleeping bag. She felt her body respond to it, knowing he would stop if he knew she was awake, not wanting him to quit. Her nipples grew hard as she lay there thinking of it, her hooded gaze keeping her secret as he could barely make out her luscious globes in the dim light from the lantern.
She heard his gasps, and a slight moan as he found release, all the while his eyes still looking at her. She heard him sigh as he drifted off to sleep, and she did the same.