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Chapter 30 by Funatic Funatic

Back in the tent?

Virgin no more, Quest completed.

They practically sprinted back into the camp barrier and into the ‘tent’. Rave immediately pulled her top over her head and threw it somewhere, John was too busy to do the same to keep track. They left a messy trail of clothes on the way to the bed and the closer they got to the bed the more nude they became. Last articles that flew of were their crotch hiding underwear and with that they fell into the bed in a naked embrace.

John just went with the flow, rolling Rave on her back as they exchanged sloppy kisses of lust. The wet sounds echoed through the room and Rave moaned into his mouth as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. He sighed in kind when her leg grazed his hard cock. Their slippers tongue turned around each other as Rave straddled her legs. Now John’s iron hard erection was in direct contact with her. He felt her crotch starting to become wet as he pushed his dick against the pussy lips. They radiated such heat and the promise of greater pleasure than he had ever dared to achieve.

Rave pushed her whole body against his dick. His thumb remained at her clit, circular motions that caused her to be sent ever deeper into the lust just as he was as her pussy lips glided along his shaft. The pleasure sent electric signal up and down his spine.

Glossy lips opened and closed on his. The kiss, ever continuing. Her eyes just in front of his, glazed over by the lust of the moment, arms laid loosely around his neck telling him to keep going. The kiss became deeper, they closed their eyes and gave into the moment.

Rave’s legs closed behind his hips and she pulled him harder against her crotch. She wanted it so badly, right now she was willing to feel his hard rod inside her. No, not willing, she wanted it, she needed it. She needed to be fucked after what had happened today, wanted to feel even more alive. John was the same way if for different reason and he pulled back his hips slightly, aligned his dick and pushed inside.

It was tight, every centimetre a fight to get in deeper. The folds of her insides enveloped his dick so firmly that he was unable to think against the pressure. Rave broke free of the kiss as she moaned in delight. “Oh God, yes.” She panted. “Deeper, tiger, come on.” John obliged happily. The deeper he sunk into her the more of him was enveloped by the heat of her. The moist inside that lubricated him with each passing moment, making the way forward easier and easier. The pleasure that made his though swirl in a confused mess. He was balls deep inside her, not a single bit further he could go, his whole body and mind were strained as he ignored the windows that opened in favour of diving deeper into the moment.

Then he came. There was no way to prevent it. No corner of his mind was able to fight against this unrelenting pressure. Jolts of bliss rocked through his body as spurts of semen splattered the inside of Rave white. She felt him cumming inside her and made a disappointed noise that pulled John back into reality. “Johny, please tell me you didn’t just…?” Rave asked against her better knowledge. That stung but the reality of the situation was…

That he was still hard, blessed be the high Libido, not masturbating today had accomplished something! He grinned at her. “Yeah, but I can keep going.” He exclaimed and pulled back. “Fuck, goodness, yes!” Rave smiled right back at him and then threw her head back in throaty moan when he slammed back into her. “Wow, okay, tiger, you saved yourself. Keep fucking going.” She panted.

“Yes!” He said, he wasn’t capable of any great uses of his braincells. He just wanted to fuck her. He wanted to see her moan and shout in pleasure because of the things he did to her. He wanted to feel even better than he did right now, wanted to penetrate her over and over again until he felt the next orgasm rise.

He sat up on his knees from his lying position. She let him go and used her now free hands to claw into the black bedsheets. Her body was in full display to him now. Her upper body was arching up from the bed, holding herself with her legs around him and on her shoulder. Torso heaving heavily as each thrust made her moan louder, her sensitivity rising, her small breasts quivering with each breath. The pink nipples on top were hard, peaking into air.

John put his hands on her hips to thrust even harder. He felt his hands sink just a tiny bit into her firm, toned butt, saw her glossy pink lips part as another moan, so loud it was almost a shout, escaped her. “You like this?” John asked as he picked up the pace. “I-“ Her words were interrupted by a gasp. “I love it, tiger!” Her body momentarily collapsed unto the bed before springing back up, the pleasure making her body spasm. “Keep fucking going!”

He was planning on that. It was so easy to push in and out now, his whole cock lubricated but still the tightness remained. Walls hugging against his dick jolts of pleasure ran through him every time he moved. Inside, outside, pushing or pulling back. It didn’t matter each movement made his dick glide along the sensitive folds of Rave’s pussy, each one of her cries made him want to keep going, each slap of their hips meeting got him closer. Closer to his next release, to his last one. He was feeling the exhaustions of the day, his lungs were burning, his muscles on fire. Rave felt the same way, the draining earlier had not left her undamaged but it didn’t matter for either of them, what mattered was the moment. The moment they were both waiting for.

That moment when they would release. Rave’s cries became shorter. Louder. More ****. **** for release. A release so close. Yet as long as she wasn’t there, as long as she wasn’t there, it didn’t matter. She needed to get closer. John kept thrusting. He saw Rave’s body shake. Each of thrusts made her shake. Each moment made her quiver. Each jolt of pleasure made her spasm. Her pussy was so tight. He felt it himself. It was close. The blissful moment.

Rave shouted, mouth wide open. “Oh fuck.” It echoed through the room. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, keep going, just a bit more.” Her voice started so loud yet at the end it was a pleading to whatever power might be watching. One more thrust and she was sent over the edge.

Her whole body started acting up. Eyes unfocused as her scream shook the chamber. Her pussy convulsed around John’s dick, who kept thrusting. He kept going, he sent her even more pleasure, pleasure she couldn’t handle right now. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her fingers dug deep into the fabric, her toes curled. John kept thrusting, faster than before, he felt it as well, he could not hold back any longer, it was the last bit and then he as well came. His orgasm sent another full load down her pussy, his skill having long since refilled his balls. It filled Rave, who was only vaguely aware of something hot filling her insides.

Their bodies collapsed as the orgasm subsided. John barely managed to land next to her instead of on her when he had pulled out. “Ey, tiger.” He heard a faint whisper next to his ear. He turned his head. He was met with a faint kiss on the lips. “Nice going today.” He blinked and smiled. “Couldn’t have done it without you.”

The windows could wait, he needed to sleep.

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