Camp sex (hot/heavy.)

“Perhaps we could have a little bit of fun,” you offer Delilah, who looks away and then around. All you can hear is the snapping of the fire in your camp, which is joined by the slight scent of smoke. After a short while, Delilah stares at you, her face now red from your suggestion.

“Y-you mean like, tic-tac-toe?” Delilah reaches for the pile of firewood you have besides the pit and tries to draw the lines in the dirt, but you grab her wrist and kiss her.

You both moan into each other’s mouths. Delilah fights you off, however. Her face is somehow redder than before. She stammers your name and skootches away from you. “I- I don’t know if I want to do this outside” She swallows, wide-eyed.

A laugh boils from your mouth and goes into the cool air. She smiles too, but sheepishly. “What is it?”

“We’re finally alone, and you’re saying you don’t want to…do anything with me?”

Delilah blinks. “N-no, of course not. I just…I don’t want to do anything out in the open like this is all.” She brushes her hair away from her face.

You don’t say anything; instead, you crawl toward her. Delilah doesn’t move or try to create space between you. She instead observes you and bites her lower lip, obviously aware of where this will lead.

You kiss her again. This time she is resistant initially, but it falters within just a few seconds into the kiss, which quickly degrades into a sloppy make-out session. Your tongues drag against each other, and your hands begin to explore. Delilah plays with your hair, and you start to fondle her breasts.

The rush of just doing “just this” makes your heart rate increase steadily. You were playing and teasing with Delilah, but truth be told, this was a little stupid, if not completely dangerous, to do this while on the field, but you wanted to be with Delilah, a regular human being that was heads-over-heels for you. Delilah has her eyes closed as you start to push her gently down.

As you reach under her jacket, she pushes you away. Her cheeks are burning, and her eyes are glowing with lust. She looks all over your body before she studies your face. “We…hey, we should go inside the tent first, shouldn’t we? We’re not animals.”

You brush back her hair and lean in to kiss her again. She laughs a little bit, but a moan leaves her mouth as you apply some gentle pressure to her breast. “Warren, I’m serious!” Her voice is pitched when she says this, sounding sexy and unbalanced.

“Would that make you feel better if we had a little bit of privacy?” You say after pulling away from the kiss. You stare down at her. Her body is loose and ready for the taking already, but you want her to be comfortable before doing anything intimate. She nods and looks around the tree line.

Now that sex is on her mind, she quickly crawls on all-fours into the tent, allowing you to slide in and to join her on the sleeping bags and gear inside. It’s much warmer inside, but you have plans to make it even warmer. Delilah wastes no time undressing, and neither do you.

When you’re both naked, you look at each other and admire each other’s bodies. You know Delilah didn’t have a routine for exercise, but her figure was still something to appreciate. She covers herself and looks at you.

“You make me feel really self-conscious when you’re quiet, and all you do is stare.” Her face, already red from the interaction outside, is glowing in the darker lighting inside the tent. Instead of saying something, you approach her, picking up exactly where you left off.

All the worry you had about something bad happening melts away in just a few seconds. Delilah takes in your embrace and wraps herself around yours. Her naked body feels so warm and welcoming; you already don’t want to let her go. During your embrace, your lock lips again, joining your tongues to a slimy hug.

Delilah pulls away and looks at you, again studying your body as if she’s in disbelief - unable to comprehend that she’s with you again. “You know…heat travels faster through skin contact.”

She reaches for your hand and places it on her chest. Her body heat, along with yours, transfers back and forth, mingling at an inhuman rate. Both you and Delilah have toothy grins. Your kissing turns on and off, but eventually, she pushes you down and straddles your lap, gliding your hard cock along her glistening pussy.

“Oh, my God…Warren. You’re so hard for me right now…” Delilah is staring down. Her gaze is sexual, and she swallows her spit. Even though she isn’t focused on you specifically, you don’t think you have ever seen her so fixated on something before. Then, finally, she looks at you and rolls her hips. “Baby, I want you inside of me. I’ve missed you so much these last few days.”

Your instincts told you that you needed to focus on the outside world, but your feelings said that you needed to put all your attention on Delilah. So you lift her up slightly and grab your cock to guide yourself into her gash. When she lowers herself down to your length, you swallow and blink. You almost forgot Delilah was a virgin up until recently, but when you started to stretch into her snatch, all the past memories made before came rushing back to you in a single moment. A harsh curse parts your lips, and you look at Delilah, now swimming in painful bliss.

“You feel amazing,” Delilah gasps, trembling as she closes her eyes. She runs her fingers through her hair as she brushes it back. “You feel so Goddamn good, Warren~!”

Delilah’s bashfulness was left outside the tent. She melts down to your waist while her pussy sucks and milks your cock all the way down to the balls. The tightness that coils around you make you shiver. You hold her thighs and look up as she works herself into a steady motion to raw dog herself on your rod.

Once she’s promptly on your waistline. She looks down at you and starts to grind her hips back and forth, milking your cock with intense stimulation without much effort on her end. Her hands roam your chest, teasing your nipples and then rubbing your neck — you exhale sharply, prompting Delilah to do the same as she feels your cock throb inside of her.

“My body has missed you so much~ I’m already close to cumming.” Delilah's face is flush with the color red. Her eyes haven’t left yours since the tip of your dick penetrated her puffy pink lips between her legs. You lift her up and throw your hips into her, fucking her until a messy wet noise slaps between your joined bodies.

After just a couple of seconds of this intimate motion, she falls forward and kisses you. Your lips mash in sloppy presses while your cock invades her hole, sending her ahead every second she tries to roll her tongue along with yours. Her slender fingers continue to run over your skin.

“Fuck me,” Delilah whimpers into your ear. “Just like that! Ah~ oh my God, yes! Yes! You feel so good!! Oh my God!!”

Her breath is as hot as her touch. You squeeze her thighs and buck into Delilah. Filling her girl-tunnel with every inch of your man-meat. Just as she said, she was close to orgasm. Before long, she tenses and buries herself into you as her body breaks down and shatters against her climax. She becomes weak and just moans as she’s railed by her lover’s cock. There’s no pause from you, however. Even after her honey washes over your shaft, you continue to ride her to a state of complete bliss. Finally, Delilah lets out a line of curses and then falls forward.

“Get…huff huff! Get on top of me~! A-and fuck me!!” She rests her forehead against yours as her raspy breath brushes your cheeks before she musters enough strength to lift herself from your cock and flop to the side. “Or…from the side…I’m totally spend of like, everything right now.”

“I can take you from the side,” you assure Delilah. You move slightly and grab her. She’s solid enough that you can move her around without her flopping around like a ragdoll but weak enough that you’re able to control and manipulate her just the way you want to. Your slimy cock, wet with Delilah’s juices, slips easily between her legs again. You left her leg up and thrust your tip inside of her slutty little pussy.

Again, you begin fucking her. Flexing your cock inside of her as she moans and curses. Your joined body puts out enough heat that the whole tent feels like a sauna. You crash into her, filling and emptying her moist cave with your penis until she’s once again melting.

Delilah glances down to watch her hole get to run through. She tries to say something, but it only comes out as a confused sentence. You think about asking her to repeat it, but you realize that listening to her senseless mind let out the sounds it wants is better than listening to her needless compliments. Nonetheless, you continue.

All of her natural honey coats your dick, allowing you a quick and easy entry that sends home every time you push yourself in. There are a lot of words that come out, despite not wanting to talk at all.

You lean yourself closer to Delilah’s tender neck. You suck on her there, where all of her noise-making *really* increases. Her tunes fluctuate, and she moves in jerky motions, milking herself on your rode while her voice cries out into the forest, giving away your position and what is happening.

“Warren, you’re literally making my head spin!” Delilah cries out, grabbing a handful of her own breasts, promptly squeezing and massaging them while you do nothing to stifle your thrusts. You adjust your grip on Delilah, the sweat makes it a little tricky, but it’s firm after a few squeezes. Once you get your grip situated, you drive forward, pounding her harder than before. “Yes! Hold on to me~!!”

Your tight grip makes it difficult for Delilah to do anything while she’s fucked from the side. So instead, you lift her leg up and penetrate her even deeper. You can feel her legs trembling as you do this, but since she doesn’t do anything to protest, you don’t even think about stopping until you, yourself, are done with your orgasm too.

“Yes, yes!! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop! Keep going! Use me, Warren! Oh, my God! Yes! Use mee!!”

Hearing her less-than-angelic voice bounce in your skull makes you realize she’s probably close to her secondary orgasm. You once again adjust your grip and buck into her, now focusing on her climax before yours. Having her shudder while you destroy her gash is a significant turn-on; it might also push you over the edge. However, you’ve wanted to do this for long now that you wouldn’t want it to end so suddenly.

You rock her body. Old sensations with new emotions mingle with each other. With all the sex exploding in this small and confined area, you’re amazed that you haven’t sprayed her insides yet. However, the thought of doing that does increase your willingness to do so.

A small curse slips from your mouth. You feel her skin and her tunnel. She’s warm, tight, and unreasonably sexy. All this is joined by the fact that she has an unwavering love for you, making it much better. You can’t stop now, not even if you heard something outside your tent. She tries to keep herself propped up with her own strength, but her last orgasm drained her even more, so now she’s depending on you for even more support.

This isn’t the first time you’ve stretched into her, but the way she’s screaming now makes you think she’s experiencing being with you for the first time again. So many praises and compliments leave her mouth it feels like she’s the only reason why you’re alive. You forget everything and everyone outside of this tent. All that matters is Delilah and your relationship with her.

She attempts to move with you, but there’s no rhythm behind her attempts, so she gives up and goes lump. She huffs, breathing heavily as she apologizes. “I- I can’t take that position anymore…I’m sorry.” Her body, sprawled out on the tent floor, looks like the lewdest thing you’d ever see out in the woods. You ask if she can continue. She weakly nods and then looks at you with nothing but desire behind her eyes.

“Ahh, yeah…You can fuck me doggy style, I guess. I don’t think I’ll have to do very much with you behind me.”

There’s no way you could reject her offer. Your brain is in a pool of sex. Your thoughts are all flooded with Delilah and her words. Not to mention, there’s still a faint echo ringing in your ears as you recall her moaning.

Delilah puckers her plump ass in the air and wiggles it, smiling at her from the cover of her arms. You get behind her and grab her ass, rub her cheeks, and then slide your cock gently between her butt-trench. You exhale, and your vision spurs. You look at the split of your penis and realize you’re dripping with precum.

You hold the small of her back and begin cheek-fucking her, milking your shaft by running it through the slots of her ass. You exhale as you listen to her whimpering. You feel her shivering. You warn her that you’re close and that you won’t be able to last much longer, but she doesn’t seem to care. In fact, she seems a little relieved.

“I’m about spent anyway…” You poke into her ass, and she tenses. “Wrong hole.”

You guess you’ve been using her a lot, so you shouldn’t take any offense. You guide yourself into her pink mess and then slide in, riding in until your hips are against her hips. You work her body into a bounce, fucking her until you are finally on bliss’s door. Your cock flexes, and for a moment, your muscles lock.

Your lungs deflate, and you start gasping. You slip out just in time to shower her lower torso with sperm. You lash and whip her, covering her butt in a thick blanket of hot cock juice. You can see Delilah breathing as she’s covered in your spunk. When you’re finally done, she falls to the sheets and covers her face.

“Fuck…I’m never finding anyone else better than you…”