Head towards the lake

You leave Amy's slumped body and exit the dining cabin through a nearby back door. Looking out at the lake, you shrug your shoulders and head in that direction assuming you'll find that blonde somewhere nearby. Dead, unattended grass crunching underneath your heavy, plodding feet, you see someone smoking a cigarrette near the lake shore. It's not the blonde you were looking for, maybe another girl on this dance team?

You approach slowly, stopping about 20 feet away, shielded behind a tree. You take a chance to think about how you want to approach while also getting a good look at her. Average height with dark brown hair styled in a short, cropped pixie cut, she had a sort-of tomboy-ish, goth girl look to her that you always liked. She was wearing a simple outfit: a plain white tank top - with nipples on her small, B-cup breasts clearly visible - and black boy-shorts that let the curves of her ass peek through. You're close enough now that you also realize that what she's smoking is not a cigarette - the skunk-y odor a dead giveaway for what smelled like pretty good weed.

An idea forms as you emerge from your hiding place. "Excuse me?" you call out, as she turns and jumps at the unexpected company. She waves a hand in the air, aimlessly trying to push out the smoke, putting the joint in one hand behind her back.

"Um, hi, hey there, how're you?" she replies, trying hard to act casual.

"Off-duty park ranger," you offer, shortly. "Smelled something funny coming from near here. That you?"

"Ummmm, no? I don't, um, smell anything?" You approach until you're only an arms length away, holding out your hand expectantly.

"Give it up." You stare into her eyes, resolute while she returns your gaze with a look of pleading in her light brown eyes. She relents and looks away sheepishly, handing you the still lit joint. "Got a name?"

"Casey," she replies, guiltily looking towards the ground. You take an extra long drag before letting a cloud of smoke fill the air between you.

"Just like I thought," you say, trying your best not to cough, feeling a familiar relaxing tingle spreading through your extremities. "I should take you in for this."

"No! Please don't!" she yells before lowering her voice, realizing it's best not attract more attention. "I'm here with my dance team, and our coach made us promise no ****. She'll kick me off the team!" She jumps up and down as she begs, tiny tits bouncing under the thin fabric of her tank top.

"Sounds like a you problem," you reply with a shrug, taking another hit.

Casey winces as you blow the smoke in her face. It's a testament to her naivete that she hasn't noticed the person busting is also smoking her stash. "I'll do anything you want, literally anything!"

She said the magic words. "Oh, alright" You put the joint in your lips, and pull your pants back down to your ankles. "Then blow me."

Casey's jaw drops in shock as your cock swings between your thighs, easily bridging the small gap between your bodies. "I---holy shit, that's big," she says with big eyes. Almost reflexively, she reaches out with one hand and grabs your thick rod at the hilt. "Fuck," she breathes, feeling the weight in her delicate hand. She stares down at it with wide-eyed reverence, hand slowly starting to stroke as the other one soon joins in.

You don't rush anything, taking the time to finish her joint while she keeps stroking you, staring at your tip as it starts to lick sticky pre-cum. You take another drag and lean your head back, blowing the thick smoke in the air as the body high starts to take hold.

"There you go," you say, wrapping a burly arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer. "Keep going, and get me nice and hard."

"This isn't hard?!" she asks, looking up at you in shock. "It gets bigger than this?" She looks back down at your dick, impressively thick, but still hanging low and growing.

"Goddamn right, it does. And you're gonna suck every inch..." Your hand grips the back of her neck, tightly, pushing her down towards the ground. As she kneels, you follow suit and lie down on the ground, cock hanging invitingly in front of Casey's awestruck face. "Get to work, pothead," you say, pulling the final drag from the joint and flicking the butt towards the lake bed. Lying back with your hands behind your head, you watch as Casey leans forward and slowly stretches out her pierced tongue to flit at your tip.

"I said get to work!" you yell impatiently, grabbing her head and pushing it down. "GLUCK!" she gags at the surprise invasion, lips stretched wide. After setting a steady pace, you let her go and put your hand back behind your head, ready to enjoy whatever this short-haired slut has in store for you. Maintaining the pace you set like a slutty metronome, Casey continues to move her head up and down, using her hand to stroke what her mouth has yet to reach.

Neither of you seems too worried about attracting attention to the lewd spectacle as you loudly groan and Casey's slurps echo through the trees. The tongue ring was probably a dead giveaway, but she's clearly an accomplished cocksucker as her tongue teases every inch of you dick - now fully erect and looking larger than every next to her tiny head and hands.

High off your ass, lying by the edge of a sun-drenched lake, getting blown by a sexy twenty-something. You'd definitely had worse days. A hand reaches down to contentedly pat Casey on the head. "Fuck, you're pretty fuckin' good at this," you remark. Of the three blowjobs you'd already gotten today, she was easily the leader in the clubhouse just based on enthusiasm.

"Oh my god -- *SLURP* -- I've never --*SLURP* -- sucked a cock this big," she remarks.

"I fuckin bet," you proudly reply. "Play your cards right, you might get to suck it twice"

Rather than reply, Casey licks you up and down, voraciously applying a thick layer of bubbly saliva that drips down and coats your balls as well. Maintaining eye contact, she slides down to suckle on your scrotum, hand diligently working your shaft while her mouth is occupied. "And she doesn't forget the balls! What a perfect slut!" you shout.

Her ass is poked in the air, swinging back and forth enticingly, you act on your first impulse. "God damn, I need some of that," you growl, leaning forward and grabbing her torso, pulling her body towards you. She shuffles her knees until her body is perpendicular to yours - allowing you to place one hand on her head, and one on her round ass. "Fuck, there it is!" You grab a as much of her hair as you can and pump her head hard and fast over your dick while you pull down her shorts and get a full, firm grip of her ass. You push her hand away and she puts them both behind her back, allowing you full reign over her mouth.

Tip of your dick knocking against the back of her throat, Casey can't manage to deepthroat you entirely, but is having a ton of fun trying. "GUCK GUCK GLUCK UCK GUCK GLUCK GLUTCH!" Loud gags echo over the calm lakefront, filling the air like a blowjob clarion call. You let go of her ass, and reach your hand under the hem of her tank top to fondle her small-ish breasts. A little less than a handful, they're not as fun to manhandle as Amy's were, but Casey clearly enjoys your nipple-play more than her predecessor. Realizing she might be as horny as you, you let go of her tits and move back to her ass, roughly pulling down her short shorts with one hand. Wet pussy exposed, you rub softly while continuing to pump her head like a piston, eventually pushing two fingers inside slowly.

"MMMMM!" Casey moans around you as your thick digit starts to quickly finger her snatch. Her body writhes as she continues to suck, eventually moving one of her hands down to rub on her clit. The hornier she gets, the harder she sucks. And in turn, the harder she sucks, the faster you pump her face over your dick. A recursive loop it feeds itself like an ouroboros of horniness.

Casey is the first to break as she her moaning becomes quick, and punctuated. Back arching upwards, as her lips loosen around your shaft before her body abruptly relaxes while her pussy spasms around your finger. Hearing her squeals muffled by your cock sends you over the edge as well. "OHHHHHHHH, take it slut!" you yell, holding her head down as you empty into her mouth.

Finally done, Casey is collapsed on top of you - overwhelmed and exhausted like all the rest. You push her off of you, and rise to your feet, pulling your pants back up as you do. Looking down, Casey lies prone on the ground, eyes closed, barely stirring as cum leaks from her mouth onto the silty ground. You take a good look at your punk rock suck slut before turning on a dime and heading back towards camp.