Pitching a tent

John declined the extra sausage, his stomach lurching from the tale he had just heard. Cynthia next to him was not faring any better, looking at the giddy wombat with a slightly confused look. John pondered the story. It was strange how history and the Abyss seemed to interact together at times. Maybe he should pay more attention to history at school. He might learn of other times the Abyss had a big hand in screwing over the normal world.

They sat there for a few more minutes when Sir Wombatton the third got up. “Well, I guess I should be going; it was a pleasure meeting you, John, Cynthia, see yous around.” With a flash the wombat and his barbeque disappeared.

“Guess we should head back too, I got a token to cash in after all,” John said with a smile, flipping the coin over in his hand, giddy to be getting his own pet.

With the way now free, they left the barrier, finding themselves right back in the forest. A quick look at his cell phone showed that it was late afternoon. Excited to go and receive his pet John entered the camp with Cynthia.

When they passed Cynthia’s tent, the girl suddenly stopped, then looked around impishly before opening it up and dragging John inside of it seconds later. The tent then neatly closed behind them, and John found himself lying on a comfy bed, the inside of the tent a lot bigger than it seemed on the outside. He would have continued to ponder the secrets of the tents, but two roaming hands became quite a distraction. Cynthia on her knees between his legs, her hands slowly, teasingly rubbing up his thighs. Her eyes looked up at him mischievously. “I know you are dying to get your pet… but sadly for you… I have different plans,” she purred, hands slowly converging at his cock, rubbing over it as she scooted forward, her face inches away from his tenting pants.

John let out a strangled moan, looking wide eyed at Cynthia. Feeling her gentle caress on his cock, he stared into her eyes, not able to draw his gaze away even when she pulled open his belt, her fingers deftly opening his zipper and button, pulling them down, off of his legs. “Cynthia…” he whispered.

“Shhh, John, let me savor this,” she whispered back, licking teasingly over the bulge in his underwear, wrapping her lips around the tip, her warm mouth only kept from his cockhead by a thin piece of cloth.

John groaned when she gobbled up the tip, feeling her warm breath wash over his tip, grunting slightly as he wished for her to remove his underwear, about to speak up when she moved again.

“Shhh, John, I know what I’m doing,” she reassured him, slowly peeling his boxers down, taking her first good look at his cock. The member wasn’t big, but there was no flash of disappointment, her face betraying nothing but lust. “Hmmm, looks like a tasty snack to me,” Cynthia giggled, placing her left hand at the base, putting a soft kiss on his mushroom shaped tip. Cynthia’s eyes looked at his, their eyes meeting as the huntress slowly slid her pursed lips over his cockhead. Her right hand moved to his balls, tickling them softly as she slowly slid him deeper into her mouth, her tongue trailing teasingly over the underside, flicking at the little bit of skin just under the head.

John felt like he was in heaven; his cock was slowly being engulfed by a hot, wet little tunnel, her teasing tongue sending shivers through his body. He wanted to speak, wanted to tell her he loved it, but her gaze told him to just stay silent and enjoy himself. So he did.

Cynthia's hand slowly jerked at his base, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked him deeper into her mouth, her lips finally connecting with his pelvis moments later. She slowly started to rise and fall, her lips never breaking the perfect seal they made around his cock, her tongue slithering up and down his member as she gave him his very first blowjob.

John wished he would last, wished he could stay like this with her for a while longer, but for a boy whose only companions had been porn and his hands… he was soon reaching his limit. He let out a strangled grunt, tapping his hand on the bed to indicate his incoming orgasm.

Cynthia responded to this by sucking him back, all the way into her mouth, softly humming a tune as her fingers cradled his balls.

John had read about it, but when he looked into her eyes, he could finally see it. A woman’s eyes, begging for his load. John was all too happy to agree, he stopped resisting, and moments later, four powerful jets of thick, creamy cum shot from his cock directly into Cynthia’s mouth. The girl giving him a lewd moan as she tasted it, keeping up her suction until she felt him go limp in her mouth.

Cynthia pulled back, opening her mouth to show John the load he had just given her. A cheeky wink followed, then she closed her mouth and swallowed it. “Hmmm, best snack after a hunt, a healthy dose of protein.” She giggled, crawling up to lay next to him, her hand wrapping around his slick member when she let out a surprised gasp.

Together with the gasp, John saw a new pop up appearing.

Sucky sucky
Get your first blowjob.

+2.5 cm dicksize
+2 Charisma
+2 Libido
1 dorra

Quickshot
Cum within five minutes of engaging in a sex act other than masturbation. Lets not have that happen again.

+1 Endurance
+1 cm dicksize.

Cynthia looked flabbergasted at three centimeter worth of dick growing out of John’s groin. She saw him dismiss the popups and asked, “Wait, Gaia even helps you grow down here?”

“Apparently?” John replied, a soft groan coming from his lips as Cynthia wrapped her hand around him once more, pulling his limp cock up and looking it over.

“Interesting…” she mumbled. Whispering so softly that not even John could hear it. “Investments for the future… Maybe…”

John meanwhile looked at the bronzed beauty laying next to him. “Thank you, that was, well, it was amazing,” he said truthfully.

Cynthia smiled at his words. “Oh, my pleasure, John, see it as a small thank you for keeping my head coconut free today,” she teased, letting go of his cock.

“Do you want me to return the favor?” John asked with a small blush, thinking it was only polite for him to offer to eat her out in return for that marvelous blowjob.

Just as Cynthia was about to unzip her pants, a sound came from outside the tent.