Chapter 7
Carly woke from an arousing dream, to find that she was not alone in the tent. At first, her heart started to pound because she couldn’t see who it was. When she saw it was Lonnie though, another type of chill went through her. His eyes ravished her in her sleeping bag. He tied the rope on the tent opening closed and walked towards her with intent.
She searched for some little quip to say, but he was not in a joking mood and the words died on her lips. He looked like a man possessed and she would not have wanted to stop him. After tasting him and shoving him down her throat in the woods, all she could think about was how he would feel throbbing inside of her. She was wet then, as she was again as he looked down at her.
Carly finally got her courage and unzipped her sleeping bag. She was wearing nothing underneath and the man gasped. Her thick thighs splayed open, revealing her glistening, bare folds. Flames leapt into his eyes and she closed hers in a rush, as a defense to his body coming down onto hers with such determination.
His wide chest and hips pushed her legs apart easily. She hissed when hardness press against her stomach. She wanted it to happen, but she also worried about her father not too far away.
“Why don’t we go out in the woods some?”
“Why? You are here and wet now.”
Carly didn’t want to remind him of her father, maybe she was afraid he would stop. His mouth came down on hers and she started to forget what she was going to say. His hips pressed between her legs and he felt hard enough to pierce her, right through his khakis. She cried out with the stimulation and his mouth engulfed the sound.
Carly tried not to make too much noise, but his hips grinding against hers were becoming unbearable. She felt like he was taunting her and her need for more rose. She pulled her lips off of his and took in a few breaths, her head falling back slightly. Lonnie’s tongue circled the flesh on her throat, sucking in small nibbles of the quivering surface.
She heard a grunt from above her as his greedy mouth suckled in the soft flesh of one of her breasts. His lips closed around the nipple and she squealed with the intense pleasure. Her body came up off the ground and she arched towards him, willing him to take more of her into his mouth, to do more to calm her raging hormones.
“Mmm, Lonnie that feels so good. We need to go somewhere where I can moan.”
“You can here. Your dad is out for the night. He took one of my pills earlier, trust me.”
Carly wanted to, but she was still nervous with her father so close. His hand pressing between her legs sealed her fate and she did not try so hard to hold back. She couldn’t hold back the whimper as he pressed his hand against her heated flesh swiftly. His palm covered her and she pushed back against him for even more pressure.
“Mmm, so eager Carly.”
Her hands flew to his short cropped hair and urged him down without words. Words were not needed because her body was begging for it. He chuckled at her need and remembered the night before when she had played with herself so delicately beside him. The noises she had tried to squash kept him up the rest of the night and haunted him the next day. That is why he had to run out in the woods like an animal. And now, her looking up at him with her glazed eyes, making him want to prolong the woman’s desires. He wanted Carly to want him as much as he had wanted her since he had seen her again after all those years. Saul lying in the next tent was the last thing on his mind. All he could think about was her.
“Were you waiting for me, all wet and naked in here?”
His finger brushed against the swollen lips in front of his face. The second swipe on her tenderness, his fingertip flicked on the woman’s hard nub and made her cry out. The sound drove him mad and he couldn’t stop himself from taking the first long lick of her moistness. She moaned louder and her hips rushed upwards to fill his mouth with her sweetness.
“Oh yeah, that feels so good.”
Her hand dug into the man’s scalp, urging him forward, his tongue deeper into her hungry hole. No matter how good his tongue felt on her, she wanted what she had been sucking on earlier inside of her. Just the idea of his fat cock pushing in her pussy was enough to rush him.
“Fuck me now Lonnie, I don’t want to wait. My pussy is wet enough to let you in.”
Lonnie sucked harder on her nub. He did not want to rush, figuring he had until morning. Her urgency was contagious, but he drove out the option. He wanted to taste and swallow her, as she had him. Carly thrashed underneath him and he grabbed her under her ass to pull her closer, her ass lifting up from the ground. Her legs wrapped around his neck and squeezed him as he pushed her over the edge.
It was not like the first time. She did not try to lighten the sound that erupted from her mouth, nor the fluid shooting out of her quim. He suckled harder, his mouth slurping up every drop she had to offer. He sucked and licked until Carly was close to tears, pushing back against his chest with her small hands.
“Please Lonnie, I can’t. It is just too much.”
Lonnie liked to hear that. He wanted her overwhelmed and he couldn’t wait to feel her body take his long length. He was not used to woman being able to suck him off like Carly did, so he was even more eager to feel what her insides would be like. If he was going to be damned for what he was doing, he might as well thoroughly enjoy himself doing it.