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Camping with Bailey, part 2 [m21/f21] | 2016

As promised.

The rest of that particular day was decidedly unsexy. I met the family and friends in the local area, did some driving around in the mountains, which if you're from the plains like me, is a radical experience, and overall had a good time hanging out, but did not by any stretch of the imagination relieve the hard on that I'd had since four in the morning. I went to sleep on the pull out couch in the family home with a great dane by my side and Silence of the Lambs on TV decidedly unsatisfied.

The next day, with friends gathered and costumes packed, we headed out to the camp grounds. This was my first time going, but Bailey apparently did this every year or so. We would be going with her friends Renee and Jake, who were both the same age as us. Her parents had elected to stay back in town and spend some time with the grandmother, so it would just be us setting up camp and staying the whole weekend.

I'm not sure what this particular organization or event was called, but I'm not over exaggerating when I say that there were thousands of people at this thing. I think I recall being told that it was the biggest gathering in the country, or maybe on the east coast, but essentially the gist was that these thousands of people set up camp, dress up in medieval cloths, spend all day fighting, and then feast and drink all night. Obviously, shagging was implied.

Like I said, Renee, Jake, and Bailey had all done this before, so no more than an hour after we arrived, we had our own little corner of one of the many fields picked out, tents set up across the fire pit from each other, and everything organized with our mattress on one side of the tent, a chest with all of our cloths on the other, and a number of rugs covering the admittedly large floor. I guess if you're going to go camping every year, you invest in a large tent, because ours was easily large enough to stand up and walk around in.

Once camp was set up, Renee and Jake, who had come already dressed for the occasion, decided to go up to the camping ground's store and get some supplies. We, meanwhile, hadn't dressed up at all, and needed to get changed. And since we were taking off cloths anyway...

I stepped over to the chest, feigning looking through it to find suitable cloths, really only watching Bailey undress over my shoulder the whole time. I smiled to myself as I watched her amazing and braless C-cups fall from her shirt as she lifted it over her head, then as her beautiful legs came into view while she she unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down her legs.

I stood up, taking off my own shirt and undoing my pants. “Uh oh,” I said, pulling my fully hard cock out, “We'll have to deal with this before I can fit into my pants.”

“Wha--,” She started while turning to me. She cocked her head to the side and more or less rolled her eyes at me. “C'mon. We don't have time.” She smiled.

I kept stripping the cloths that I would need to lose anyway. “What are you talking about?” I protested, “We have all weekend.”

She put her hands on her hips, still standing there in only a pair of sky blue panties, purple hair just tickling her shoulders. “They're going to be back in a couple of minutes.”

I shrugged, walking up to her. I wrapped my arms around her waist, letting her feel me pressing against her stomach. “You don't think they'll want some alone time too? They don't even have an apartment, I'm sure they're dying to fuck.”

She began stroking my length absentmindedly. “Still. It's not like we can just tell them to go away, we're fucking.”

I chuckled. “Sure we could, but I get it. Tell them we went ahead to explore and we'll meet up later. We'll just be really quiet in here.”

Her eyes stayed locked on mine for a minute, a sly grin stuck on her face. She was clearly torn, but eventually gave in. “Fine,” She said, “but we have to be quiet. And we have to be quick, more people will be showing up soon.”

“I don't think that'll be a problem,” I said, pulling her underwear off as she bent over to get her phone.

“Hey--” she protested before I pushed her onto the bed, “Wait until I at least – Oh!”

I'd already dove in, licking her pussy from bottom to top like my life depended on it. I began sucking on her clit, swirling my tongue around it. She pressed her hand to her face, tightening her legs around me head. It took her a minute to remember what she was doing, and with great effort she finally sent the text while trying to hold in her moans.

“Get up here,” She demanded, throwing the phone to the side.

We switched places as I sat on the edge of the mattress and she got between my legs, sinking her lips down to the base of my cock before pulling back up. I let my head fall back and leaned back on my arms, just enjoying the moment.

While I've never been an exhibitionist, I have to say that the thrill of hearing people setting up their own tents just on the other side of the thin fabirc wall was a rush. The grounds were busy, and while we had cut out our own spot, it was like getting a spot at a concert. In the end, the next camp over would be all of three feet away on any given side, and that three feet was used as a path that people were constantly walking down. I could hear group after group pass just a few feet away while I had my cock sucked by an expert. I wasn't sure why that turned me on so much, but god damn it did.

That being said, I've never gotten off easy with blow jobs, and not only had I promised this would be quick, I needed to cum immediately. I pulled Bailey up off the floor to straddle me, and before she'd even settled onto my lap, I was deep inside of her. We both gasped quietly.

“Fuck,” she mouthed silently to me. I nodded, grabbing her face and kissing her hard.

I ran my hands down her back while she started to bounce on me. I reveled in the feeling of her hot, wet lips dragging along my spit covered cock. Still, I couldn't revel that long, I reminded myself, and moved one hand to her ass to help move her faster on me, and the other to her clit to get her there with me. She tensed and kissed me, her nails dragging over my shoulder and through my scalp.

We were just starting to build to something when we heard a call from outside.

“Bailey, you in there?”

It didn't sound like Renee or Jake, but then we were supposed to meet other people here too. Bailey stopped bouncing and replied, “Just a second, we're getting our garb on.”

As she made to get off of me, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back down onto my cock. Her eyes went wide.

“Keep going,” I mouthed.

She motioned to the tent door in response. I thrust up into her in my own reply. She shuddered, bit her lip, and looked like she could kill me. But she also kept riding me.

The pace we'd set earlier was “let's do this quick.” Now, we were on the “ASAP” setting, and fucking as hard, and as quietly, as we could. Sometimes those didn't exactly line up, but she was riding me as hard as she could, digging her nails into my back and weaving them through my hair while I thrust back up into her, fingering her clit and sucking on her neck and breasts.

“Cum,” she whispered in my ear. I could still hear people shuffling around not two feet away, people that now we would have to interact with for the entire weekend. “Cum,” She repeated.

“I'm close,” I breathed.

“Me too,” She started to tense. “I'm going to – fuck!” She hissed, shaking on top of me. I came at the same time, pulsing deep inside of her, filling her with my cum while her cunt tightened around me.

Sadly, we didn't have time to enjoy the afterglow. She quickly got off of me and threw on the first dress she could find without bothering with underwear. I, meanwhile, was struggling to think, and had difficulty finding my few clothes among all of hers.

“Hurry up,” She laughed, making her way out the door. “He's still getting ready,” I heard her say to the newcomer.

Eventually I got some slacks, boots, a plain cloth tunic, and wool cloak on, and ducked outside.

Before me was a beautiful freckled redhead in a moss green dress.

“Hi, I'm RambleRant,” I extended my hand.

She chuckled. “I'm Cam,” she said, taking it with a knowing smile.