She Thinks That I'm Such A Good Little Slut

I came down gasping, falling from him as he held me until he let me go. I slouched back and knelt with a dreamy smile on my face, savoring the taste of him as I swallowed the final drops.

My eyes were closed for a time but they opened slowly and saw him still there, still bobbing in front of me. Still thick even though he was softening as time lent him distance from his recent climax but still even fully soft I knew he would be enormous.

Enormous and delicious.

I could barely help myself. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against him and I kissed and licked and sucked, cleaning every last inch of his member as it twitched before me.

I left him spotless because I knew that I wasn't going to waste a single drop of him and then I redressed him, tugging up his boxers and everything else and zipping and buttoning and making sure that, to an outsider perspective, it would look like nothing had ever happened here.

Nothing indecent at all.

Jake stepped back while I shimmied around and got dressed again myself and I watched him step back and fall down into a chair breathing heavily and watching me dress and then shift forward, smiling half-seductively at him.

I liked the way he looked at me even now. Satisfied but still heavy lidded with desire for me as I grinned and licked my lips and silently crawled forward, keeping low enough that you would have to be right up against the booth to even see me.

"This was fun," I whispered as I drew him down, gripping the front of his shirt and pulling him so that he doubled over and I could reach his lips, "And you were delicious."

I kissed him and I felt him grip at me as he slid down off his chair to join me on the ground and his hands pulled and touched and feasted on me while his lips pressed against mine and I moaned until I knew I had to break.

If I stayed here a moment longer... Well I might not be able to ever leave.

So, painful though it was, I twisted away with a giggle. Smiling at him as I backed up to the back wall of the tent.

"Thanks, Jake," I said by way of parting words, "I'll see you around."

And then I was under the back of the tent. Moving quick so that I could resist the temptation of him and slipping under the flap and into the little hollow back space between the tents. Immediately I got to my feet and walked down to the right, striding out and adjusting myself to give as good as I possibly could the impression that I hadn't just done something unbelievably slutty.

What I would give for a mirror right now, something to let me know how much I must look like I was freshly fucked.

Lucky for me I got the second best thing because when I reached the end of the little alleyway Rachel stepped out and into the path. Clearly having watched everything that had just transpired, as best as she could at least, and being either smart enough or experienced enough to put together the pieces and fill in the blanks Rachel knew what I'd done.

She knew and she was clearly thrilled for me.

"You absolute slut," she hissed at me, proud as could be, "I am just... Oh fucking..."

She glanced right. She glanced left. She dipped into the alleyway and she pressed herself up against me, grasping my hips and running her hand up to the back of my head while she pulled me into her.

Pulled me into her lips, pressing them against mine as our bodies fit into each other so well and I melted once again with a burning desire for more.

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