It’s not until I feel his hand leave my thigh, do I look down and finally notice the movement of it, realizing that in his moment, he’s also working himself.
“Are you…” I gasp out as he replaces his fingers with his tongue, shoving it as far inside of me as possible. I can feel it moving inside of me. The breath from his groan warms across my inner thighs as he enjoys just as much as I am.
I can feel my walls beginning to tighten around his tongue. He’s bringing me to the edge. I can almost taste the sweetness of the release that has been building all day. I’m mewing underneath his assault on my pussy.
Only a moment before I’m about to topple over the edge, he stops, pulling away from me, and slipping my legs off of his shoulders.
I’m now standing in front of him, Winnie the Pooh style, stunned.
His hand still works himself as he stands in front of me. My mouth hanging open as I attempt to pull myself back together.
“What’s wrong?” The smirk spreads on his face again.
“That’s fucked up.” I whimper out to him, making him laugh again.
“Oh, I know.” He nods his head. “Wanna know what’s even worse than that?”
“What?”
“You’re about to get down on your knees, suck my cock, and I’m gonna cum on your face.”
“I’m—” the raising of his eyebrow is all that I need before I sink down to my knees in front of him.
“Atta Girl.” He growls out. I look up at him, now completely willing to do whatever he wants me to. Ironic, that’s all it fucking takes.
Grabbing the back of my head, he presses his cock inside of my mouth, shoving it all the way back until I’m about to gag on it before it pulls away from me briefly and shoving it back inside.
“Look at my little psycho. Looks so fucking pretty with my cock in her mouth.” He grunts as he thrusts his hips back towards me again, fucking my face how I want him to fuck me right now.
He has me so wound up and so fucking horny right now I can feel my own arousal dripping down my thighs.
“I know you can take all of my cock.” He grunts out as he pushes himself back down my throat. I can feel it stretching me and I can’t help but groan out as well. “That’s it.” He stills himself, not removing himself from stretching around him, and I have to remain calm. Don’t panic just yet. I look up at him, feeling the water trickling in my eyes. “Oh baby, does that hurt?” His hand slips from my hair as he caresses my cheek. I can’t nod my head, but I keep just looking up at him. “But you’re doing such a good job. Making me so fucking proud.” He smirks at him. The tears slip out just past my lids and I can feel them rolling down my cheeks. “It’s okay.” He whispers before he slips himself back out of my throat, pushing his hand back into my hair and pulling my head so his cock hits the back of my throat hard and I gag, having to focus to contain myself. “Goddamn.” He groans out before a laugh slips out. “You think she’s still there?” His words almost shock me as he slams himself into me harder. Another gag starts, and he continues to grunt out. “You think she’s watching us right now? Wishing that she was you. Or wishing that we would see her there and invite her over to join.” He pulls out and I look up at him, shocked, as he thrusts himself hard into his hand. I jump as I feel the warmth of his cum squirting onto my face.
My mouth still hangs open as he looks down at me. Reaching down, he holds out his hands to me, waiting for me to grab them, as I can feel it rolling down my face.
“Goddamn.” He whispers as I stand up in front of him.
I want to ask him what, but the words get stuck, still stunned by what just happened. I want to look to see if she’s still watching, but I can’t. I’m embarrassed about how I look at the moment, but as fucked as it all somehow turns me on as well, I have to squeeze my thighs together to relieve some of the still building pressure.
He steps into me and I feel his fingers graze up my thigh until it reaches my pussy, slipping his fingers inside of me. “Fuck…” He groans out. “You are so fucking beautiful right now.” His eyes blaze like he didn’t just cum on me. “You feel it, don’t you?” he slips a second finger inside of me. Quickly, I shake my head. “No?” He pulls away, his fingers remaining inside of me, but they still. “Your pussy doesn’t lie.” He smirks at me before nodding his head. “What? Do you feel a little humiliated?” Slowly I look up at him, nodding my head, feeling the thick liquid reach my jaw, slipping down and touching my neck. “I see. Do you hate that you like how it makes you feel? Cause I can feel your pussy clenching around me just from feeling my cum rolls down your neck.” He chuckles. “Yeah, just like that. And that’s not mentioning how you were just fucking dripping all over the ground.” He slips his fingers out of me as he leans down, picking up my panties and shorts, and holding them out for me to step into. Then bringing them up and buttons my shorts back into place. “Now we’re going to walk back to the tent.” I nod my head, starting the raise my hand up to clean my face. “No.” He shakes his head. “You’re going to walk back, just like that.”
“But…” I finally gasp out something.
“But what? Are you saying you don’t like to be humiliated? Because I beg to differ.”
I can feel my eyes widen and I watch as him attempt to control his mischievous smirk.
“I just…” I trail because I’m not even sure what to fucking say.
He leans into me, and for a moment I think he’s going to kiss me, but at the last second his thumb comes up, trailing the lines that the cum created down my face.
“Now, open your mouth.” He demands. Looking up, his one eye catches me off guard, showing the perfect contrast to him.
My mouth is open without even thinking of it as he slips his finger into my mouth and I can taste the salty substance as I swallow it.
“Atta girl.” He growls down at me as he nods back towards the fire.
I see her still standing in the same spot, stunned, as he wraps his arm around me, pulling me into his side and we walk back over to the fire.
