Let's see what's under the blanket!

Sharing a Tent, Friday night (continued)

“Vicky?” Patrick calls again. Nope; still no response. She’s out like a light, he chuckles. Beautiful.

Patrick slips out of his sleeping bag, double checking that the flap is securely closed. Vicky had tucked herself in tightly before going to bed, but as he watched her sleep for the past hour, he observed her turning this way and that, loosening the blanket around her. At this point, it should be fairly easy…

Patrick grasps the corner of the fleece blanket and slowly pulls it down her torso. Vicky doesn’t move an inch, and Patrick drinks in the fullness of the tits he had teased in the bus ride here. Her full breasts move up and down with her breathing, her head resting on her arm in a way that completely opens her up to the guidance counselor's ravenous gaze.

Patrick slowly rubs Vicky's breasts, relishing their softness between his fingers. He gently strokes her nipples, which rise instinctively under his touch. His cock hardens as he plays with the sleeping girl’s tits, and he keeps his eyes on her placid face, on the lookout for any sign of awareness.

Interested in moving on, Patrick scoots down to Vicky's legs and slowly lifts the blanket off of them. He drinks in her topless sleeping form, licking her long, smooth legs with his eyes. Sitting next to her legs, he gently slips his hands under her calf. He counts to himself, One. Two. Three, and in one smooth motion lifts her right leg and places it back on the ground, leaving her legs open for his enjoyment.

Patrick leans forward and breathes in Vicky's scent. Her dirty blue panties smell of sex and sweat. Patrick slips his forefinger under the side of her underwear and gently pulls it to the side. His eyes light up in surprise as he notices that she is unexpectedly smooth.

He moves his face right next to her, drinking in every fold and detail of her helpless body. Sticking out his tongue, he licks her lips and even flicks her clit, eliciting a moan from the sleeping woman but not causing her to wake up.

Patrick pauses in his play to take several pictures of the nearly naked girl in front of him. He paws at her tits and even manages to place a finger in her now sopping wet pussy before deciding that he needed to get some rest himself. But first…

Patrick kneels above Vicky’s face, his penis erect at the thought of what he is about to do. Using his thumb and index finger, Patrick slowly and carefully pries Vicky’s mouth open and watches for a few minutes as she breathes deeply through it. He then lowers the tip of his cock into her sleeping mouth, feeling the warmth of her breath against his member.

She doesn’t move a muscle as he fucks her face.

Sliding in and out of her serene lips, Patrick grunts as he nears climax. He can’t help himself… Instead of pulling out, he pushes deeper in, blowing his load against the inside of Vicky’s cheek and watching his cum spill out of the side of her mouth. When he recovers and removes himself, he can see a puddle of cum still in her mouth with some dribbling down her face and onto the floor of his tent.

Picture perfect, he chuckles to himself as he snaps a photo. He tosses the blanket over Vicky’s violated body but leaves the cum in and around her mouth. He slides into his own sleeping bag and, finally at peace, falls asleep.