You're indecisive

Alice didn’t wait for me to answer.

She slid off my lap just long enough to hook her thumbs into the waistband of her tight black shorts. In one smooth motion she shoved them — and the little lace panties underneath — down her thick thighs and kicked them aside. The sight of her bare, plush ass and the neat dark strip of hair above her pussy made my cock twitch so hard it hurt.

Then she climbed back on.

This time there was nothing between us.

She turned to face me as she straddled my lap again, knees sinking into the caravan bed on either side of my hips. Her bare, hot pussy pressed directly against the length of my cock, which I’d already freed from my jeans without thinking. The heat of her was shocking. She was soaked — slick, warm, and soft as she settled her weight down, her thick lips parting around my shaft like she was hugging it with her cunt. No penetration. Just that obscene, slippery pressure as she sat fully on me, bare ass cheeks resting on my thighs, heavy tits still half-spilling out of her pushed-down bra and tank top.

“Fuck…” I groaned, hands automatically gripping her wide hips.

Alice bit her lip, eyes dark and a little wild. “I want to feel you like this. Nothing in the way.”

She started rocking — tiny, slow movements that dragged her wet pussy along the underside of my cock. The head of it kept catching on her clit and she shivered every time. Her thick thighs flexed around me. The soft, heavy weight of her ass and hips pinned me down perfectly.

Then her phone rang.

The sound cut through the caravan like a gunshot. Alice froze for half a second, eyes flicking to the screen on the small table beside the bed.

Her face changed.

She reached over without getting off me, grabbed the phone, and answered.

“Hey… yeah, I’m here.” Her voice was impressively steady, even as her bare pussy gave my cock another slow, wet slide. “What? Now?”

I could hear a girl’s voice on the other end, high and excited, but I couldn’t make out the words.

Alice’s eyes locked on mine. She didn’t move off. If anything, she settled her weight down harder, trapping my cock between her slick folds.

“Yeah, I’m in the caravan,” she said calmly. A tiny rock of her hips made her breath catch for a split second. “The door’s unlocked. Just come around the side. I’ll be here.”

She hung up.

For a long moment neither of us spoke. Her phone was still in her hand. Her bare pussy was still pressed tight against my cock, pulsing with heat. I could feel every tiny twitch of her inner muscles, every fresh rush of wetness coating me.

“Alice,” I said, voice low and urgent. “Your friend is coming. Right now.”

“I know.” She didn’t get off. Instead she leaned forward, bracing one hand on my chest, and gave another slow, deliberate roll of her hips. The head of my cock bumped against her clit again and she exhaled shakily. “She’s just dropping something off. She won’t stay long.”

“She’s going to walk through that door any minute.”

Alice’s green eyes were bright with something dangerous and thrilled. “Then we better not look too suspicious when she does.”

She stayed exactly where she was — thick thighs spread over my lap, bare cunt wrapped around my cock, no pants, no panties, nothing but slick heat and soft skin between us. One of her heavy tits had fully slipped free of her bra now, nipple tight and dark. She made no move to cover it.

My hands were still on her hips. I could feel her heart hammering through her skin.

“She’s going to see us,” I said.

Alice leaned down until her lips brushed my ear. Her voice was barely a whisper.

“Then I guess you better stay very still… and I’ll try not to moan when she knocks.”

She gave one more tiny, filthy grind of her bare pussy along my cock, then sat upright again, breathing hard, waiting.

The sound of footsteps on the gravel path outside the caravan was already getting closer.