Public campsite

As I continued thrusting his cock down my throat, his hand on the back of my neck the whole way, working my throat thoroughly before them. They were not exactly silent about it either; rather, they cried vulgar language and encouragement his way. Not like he needed the entrapment any, as he was thrusting himself roughly enough down my throat without it. He pounded his cock deep down my throat, roughly and methodically using me to please himself. He clearly wanted to use me to prove himself before his peers. I moaned loudly through his cock as his balls slapped against my chin, my body making me aware that, and on no uncertain terms, how much it enjoyed being so publically claimed and used. I used my tongue, and lips, to better serve him, as he propelled his cock deep into me with slow, and deliberate movements.

Calls of 'Bang the whore', 'pound her face', and 'Take it, Slut' could easily be heard throughout the van and likely anyone nearby. I keep myself aimed directly his way, looking up at his face and he pounded my throat, roughly using me for his own pleasure. I moaned again, as I felt myself orgasm hard to the whole affair. I was quite aware of how public this was, and it just made it all the more erotic for me. New cries rang out through the van, as he started to gyrate himself forward and back, taking me all the more roughly than before. His left hand is still groping my breasts, switching periodically from left to right. He grabs one at a time, kneading it over and over, punctuated by pinching my nipple.

He soon took full control of the situation, using his hands to control how forcefully and how powerful his cock was trusted into me. I moaned then, an orgasm rushed through me again.

I half moaned/cried out in surprise as he pounded my throat, feeling his balls bouncing off my chin each time. I moaned loudly then, as he slowly, and deliberately, increased the speed of his thrusts. I found myself quite enjoying the experience, which was seeming all the more pleasurable from being so publically watched. I cried out loudly as I could as a powerful orgasm watched through me. He had one hand on the right side and back of my neck, holding me helpless before him. I orgasmed that much harder, finding myself all the more aroused by my own helplessness and how public it was. I continue to work up and down the length of his cock, using my lips and tongue to please him. I find my hand now, touching myself, as I take his cock deep.

He pounded harder and harder, and soon his thrusts were rapid, as each thrust arrived soon after the last. I orgasmed again and again. The cheers and jeers got loader as he so thoroughly claimed me, causing my pleasure to be used to ramp up that much higher. It did not take long before his pass quickened, and a loud was shot into my mouth and throat. I climaxed then as he started to thrust down my throat once more, makings sure his whole load is discharged into me.

He lets me go amind loud cries of excitement and erotic myth from his friends. I manage to stay balanced as he pushed me off of him. He rubbed his right hand through my hair, and said confidentially, "See, that wasn't so hard, now was it, Whore? It was all I could manage to make a raspy gasping sound, still trying to catch my breath.

He swiftly tossed my shirt at me, and I felt it bounce f my exposed breasts and land in my legs. I had enough time to think of putting it on when I felt the van suddenly shift into gear. I just barely managed to get seated, and my seatbelt in place. I noticed how the shoulder strap was now running between my exposed breasts, highlighting my nakedness that more dramatically. I moaned softly from the excitement and my own continued exposure.

I looked out the window, becoming aware we are leaving the city and heading out into the country around town. I moan, my body shuddering as an orgasm passed through me. I felt a hand reach up from behind me, cupping my left breast, not-so-softly, and give it a squeeze I gasp out loud in surprise, and hear more than a few chuckles and sounds of amusement from the back seat in response. The driver too can be heard laughing in amusement as I'm so grabbed.

I turn my gaze backward slowly and can see his buddies watching me now as we go down the road, all with similar bulges hiding under their pants. He took the time, clearly enjoying seeing me sitting behind him, naked and being grabbed so openly by his buddies.

Just as I finally caught my breath, we arrived at their campsite. As I looked around, I saw 7 young adults and 7 person sleeping bags, meaning I was going to either have to shack up with one of them or sleep naked in the cold. I looked around, deciding where, and with whom should I bed the night with . . .