[MFF] camping woes part 3 | 2016

WRITER'S NOTE: personally I love this chapter the best as all the emotions are clear in my head as if it happened yesterday. This isn't to say I'm proud of my actions nor am I easily able to talk about this part of my life, but in retrospect it makes a great story. Again, the character Brittany in this story is 100% truthful to real life in this story, and all actions and words spoken are real. All except for the names of course.

Chapter 3

Jason had a very restless sleep. It was filled with confusion and conflicts and breakups. Overall, it was closer to a nightmare than a dream. It circled around Brittany, and as he was waking up, he could no longer remember if it was happy or sad dreams about Brittany. He began to breath heavily, as he was becoming more and more awake and aware of his surroundings. When he opened his eyes, it was almost completely dark, to his surprise. For a second he had to blink several times to make sure he was seeing clearly. He was laying on his side, with his back to Kari, his girlfriend. He slowly turned over and saw that she was fast asleep. He then looked over to the other side of the tent and saw that Brittany was not in her sleeping bag. He stood still and began to focus on the sounds around him, and discovered the camp fire was going. He figured Brittany was outside, so he decided to get dressed and keep her company. He quietly exited the tent and slipped on his shoes, trying to ignore his blistering headache. Even more surprisingly, the sky was pitch black and the only light source in the entire camp site was the campfire.

Brittany was wrapped up in a blanket and facing the campfire, sitting in the middle chair. She turned her head to see Jason, and began to blush. As he approached, Brittany began to compose herself and brush her loose hair to the side. With her arm up, Jason was able to see that she was still wearing the same shirt she wore last night, without a bra. He took a seat next to her and made his best attempt at a smile. Jason noticed that she had her knees up to her chest and was cutely wrapped in the blanket like a cocoon. All he could see was her head, her hair, and part of her left shoulder. She was still blushing and was staring at the campfire.

The silence was awkward and quite thunderously loud. Each of them had no way to start up the conversation, and Jason began to fear that their friendship may be headed down south. He began to frantically think of what to say, but couldn't get past the fact that he was cheating on his girlfriend with this girl. He was feeling more and more depressed as it began to sink in. He was trying to look her in the eyes to gauge what she was thinking, but all he was able to muster was to look at the bottom of her blanket where her feet should be. 'Oh those feet,' he thought, 'what dangerous and beautiful feet'. At this point, he focused his eyes, and noticed in the dim light that he was staring at something red on the ground laying over top her flipflops. He leaned over and picked it up. It was tiny and very soft cloth, almost like some kind of silk. He could barely feel the texture between his fingers that it was so soft and partially wet due to the cool air. And lacy along with being somewhat transparent. Immediately he realized what it was, and Brittany suddenly gasped.

She swung her left hand out and grabbed it out of his hands, with a full blown red face. Jason figured that was probably why she was blushing this whole time. Suddenly it dawned on him that there remains the question of WHY she had her underwear on the floor. What is she hiding? He felt a surge in has pants again. She kept her underwear in her hand and simply moved her arm back inside the blanket, still fully blushing and keeping her head down. After a long length of silence, he works up the courage and whispers, "Did you get any sleep?"

"No," she replies in a whisper, "well some, but only a few hours.. I couldn't keep still and figured I'd be better off out here." She seems to have stopped blushing at the moment. She then looks at Jason, but he is still unable to return the gaze. The silence goes on again. Painfully.

"This feels like the morning after," mumbles Jason. Instantly he realizes what he implied and began to stutter some more.

"Well we didn't do anything.. not really." Brittany quickly responded. At that moment Jason looks up in shock and meets her gaze. Her eyes are red, almost as if she was crying. He couldn't tell with the flickering campfire light or if it was just because of lack of sleep.

"So.. last night.. did you enter the tent.. first?" stuttered Jason. Brittany was silent. Tears began to run down her face. Jason felt really bad as it appeared she was crying already.

"I.. I'm so sorry.." she stuttered, "It just happened. I... I didn't know what I was thinking." She admitted between sobs. "It has been so long since..." she continued with a pause, "Your.. it.. I just can't stop thinking about.. you."

Jason's heart sank. Or it jumped. He couldn't tell, but he was sad that she was feeling this sad and guilty. Worse, he knew he was egging the situation on by flirting with her. He turned toward her and was not quite prepared to see Brittany in such a fragile state. A cute girl crying while holding her knees tight to herself, trying to keep as quiet as possible. Jason felt some resolve fall over him. He got off his chair, knelt down in front of Brittany, and hugged her. She hesitated at first, then placed her head on his shoulder and began to cry again. Brittany lifted her head up and brought up the back of her right hand to wipe her tears. Just at that moment, Jason caught a smell of something he instantly recognized.. it smelt like one of his fruit dessert wines. Had she been drinking our wines? No, that's not possible, because they didn't bring any wine with them for this trip. He then focused on her hand that was rubbing her eyes, and her fingers brightly reflected what looked like some kind of slimy transparent goo. He was only a few inches away from her hand and he suddenly realized why she had her underwear off. She was just masturbating and he walked in on her! All he could think of was that it smelt so good, and it probably tasted better. Brittany ate lots of veggies and fruits and usually ate very little meat. The idea behind what you taste like is true according to what you eat, so Brittany probably tasted very sweet. He grabbed her raised arm, and she looked at him through teary eyes. She whispered "I'm sorry." and weakly smiled, but her eyes began to water up again.

Jason also realized the wet underwear was actually underwear stained with her cum. He thought about selfishly finding it, but shoved that image aside and thought about the taste theory. At that moment, Jason was determined to get her smiling again, so he quickly decided to do something surprising. Her right hand was under the blanket this whole time, so he made an educated guess. Her right hand was already in his grip, and his face was inches away from it so he just leaned in and moved her two wet fingers into his mouth. Luckly, the whole time he was out here was probably less than a minute in time, so her cum on her hand was still warm and still dripping. Furthermore, he guesses that she probably never moved her hand away from her pussy. And he was right; Brittany tasted very sweet indeed. Her eyes went wide and she dropped her jaw, unable to react or form words. After a few second, she changed her expression from sadness to calm ecstacy.

Jason pulled her fingers out of his mouth and kissed her hand. Immediately he regretted that kissing bit and blushed. He got up and quickly sat down on his chair and shyly looked at her. She was smiling back at him and had one of her fingertips in her mouth. The same finger he just sucked on. She probably didn't realize it was the same finger, but put her hand back inside her blanket, and bit her lower lip as she continued to smile at Jason. She did that cute motion again where she tilted her head onto the chair's backing, and at this moment he was unable to tell what she was thinking. It did, however, make him happy that she was no longer crying.

"So," Jason whispered, "your fingers tasted incredible just now! What did you dip them into?" he asked in an off-handed kind of way, hoping that she would take the bait. She began to blush deeply and made a big smile.

"Where do you think it is?" she sweetly replied, and she started to slowly squirm inside her blanket. Jason hesitated a little bit as she was implying where her hand was in the present tense, but he continued with his bait. She was much better at this kind of flirting than he was, and Jason hadn't realized that it was her that was setting the bait for him.

"I'm hoping," Jason tested, "that it is exactly where it was before? When you were out here alone?"

"It is," she cooed, "and last night before sleeping, and also when I..." At that moment she brought up her right hand again, stuck out two fingers that were shiny against the campfire, and began sucking on her fingers as she pumped it like giving a blowjob. Jason realized he lost the upper hand here, and was completely floored at how bold she got. It also appeared she was touching herself right now. He should have known this would play out to his disadvantage, having been friends with her for a number of years now. After a few seconds of this, she got up, and let the blanket fall around her. She slowly turned around, allowing Jason to get a good view of her entire body, holding her left hand against her stomach along with hiking up her shirt, to expose everything below her breasts. She leaned down, brought her face to within kissing distance of Jason, to which Jason blinked. Her eyes were very serious, and it completely caught Jason off guard as it felt like she was trying to penetrate his thoughts with those beautiful blue eyes. His hesitation made Brittany smile, and then she leaned in to rub his neck with her lips, all the way to his ear. When her lips pressed against his ear, she whispered, "thank you. i think i can go to sleep now." She had placed her free hand on his raging cock, but didn't squeeze or rub it. She simply straighened up, picked up the blanket, and headed into the tent, seductively swaying her hips. Jason suddenly realized the path of her lips on his neck was actually her tongue, as there was an obvious wet line going from the side of his neck to his ear.

Jason sat alone outside for a second, trying to figure out what happened, as it felt like he fell for her plans. Jason was feeling very unsatisfied, but couldn't make up his mind on whether or not he wanted to persue this path with Brittany. All of this weighed heavily on him and made him feel very tired as well. He found Brittany's red underwear on his lap, placed there when she touched his cock, but simply put it in his pocket for now.

Jason woke up as he heard mumbling, but after a few seconds, he realized it was the two girls talking. He remember stumbling to bed, but not exactly how. He was naked, and his clothes were laying near the tent's entrance way at the head of his sleeping bag. He didn't care, but he suddenly felt some nudging on his back. He rolled around expecting to see Kari, but instead it was Brittany. She was lying inside Kari's sleeping bag, facing him with a smile. She said, "Kari just left for the washroom and wants me to accompany her for showering in 10 minutes. That means I have 9 minutes to thank you."

"Hmm?" Jason mumbled as he rubbed his eyes. His eyes were still adjusting to the bright light of daylight. He felt his blanket being moved aside, and felt a warm sensation on his cock. It was currently erect due to morning wood, so it was quite a shock. As he focused his eyes and looked down, he saw Brittany's mouth wrapped around his erect cock, and was slowly moving up and down! At the same time, he saw her body move up and around, and saw her leg pass over his head. She was wearing the same clothes as last night, so he got a clear view of her extremely wet pussy. His heart was racing, and began to register what was happening. The sensation was incredible. He eagerly grabbed her ass with both hands, and brought her down onto his face. He licked up, down, and around her clit and as deep into her pussy as possible. He sucked and lightly bit and used every technique he knew to get her to cum as fast as possible, even touching her pussy and her butt hole with his fingers. On the other side of the 69, Brittany began to go faster and harder on his cock, and even played with his balls with her hands. She was very aggressive and very skilled as she was determined to make him cum as soon as possible. He held out as long as he could, but in the end, he wasn't able to take this sensory overload. He started moving his hips and started shooting load after load into Brittany's mouth, but she didn't let up on the pressure nor the sucking. He started to moan and buckle as he couldn't stop her relentless attack on his cock, which made him close his mouth over her clit and inadvertantly suck as hard as he could, while shoving two fingers in her pussy and one into her butt hole. This made Brittany cum all over his face as she moaned, but didn't release her tight hold on his cock. She flinched several times causing her legs to tighten up around his face, but he grabbed a stronger hold on her butt and pushed her back down onto his face, and continued his relentless attack on her.

Brittany tried rolling off while squirming and squealing about being too sensitive and for him to stop moving. Eventually, she was able to leverage her legs to peel herself away from his hold. They lay down together, Brittany resting her head on his knee, and her knee resting on his shoulder. Jason got a good look at her shiny sweat coated body while it was moving to her deep breathing, but closed his eyes. He felt like being on cloud 9, relishing in the calm satisfaction of being sucked beyond dry, and then some, so he fell back to sleep. He also felt Brittany twisting about and kissing him on the lips and whispering things he didn't quite hear.

Brittany got dressed, grabbed her shower items, and made for the shower stalls.

(end of chapter 3)

WRITER'S NOTE: This is when things start going downhill. Chapter 4, if I decide to write it, is going to be very dark and quite sad. Perhaps for closure for the readers I will write it, based on feedback. For people who wanna read just an erotic story, chapter 3 is a good ending. However, if you want to read about how a love triangle works itself out, chapter 4 is a good ending. As a hint, chapter 4 will start off with that damn red underwear...