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Chapter 13 by hematoma hematoma

Who wins the bet?

You win! He's messier!

A stupid grin spreads across Lenny's face as he stares at your panties and your nearly hairless little mound. You are seeing what he is seeing: a soaked pair of panties with little glistening strands of your girly cum connecting your tender lips to your sloppy underwear. Your heart sinks, until you look past your filthy panties to Lenny's lap. It's no contest. The pudgy dork's lap is soaked with cum, it's still dripping from his soft cock and sliming the inside of his coveralls. A disgusting mess, and one you won't have to be cleaning up.

"I win!" you cheer, waving your hands in the air and jumping up and down a little. An act that's made difficult by the panties halfway down your thighs.

"Awww, dang it," says Lenny. "Looks like I will have to clean you up."

He is pretending to be pissed, but it's pretty clear he is pleased as punch to get to clean you up. You have some nagging second thoughts about what Lenny intends for a cleanup, but your pussy is getting wetter by the second, and you're practically quivering with anticipation. You decide to play it like you're the big winner and set aside any regrets for when you aren't trapped in a dangerous jungle with a horny dork.

"That's right," you say. "In your face, Lenny!"

"That's the idea," he says.

He sits up and slides his hands up your legs from your knees to your thighs. His hands continue to your ass and he grabs your firm butt, eliciting a yelp as he pulls you towards him a step. Your creamy cunny move to within inches of his face and as he leans forward you can feel his warm breath against your juicy folds. You know this is your last chance to stop what is about to happen, to do something or say something to prevent this nerd from burying his tongue in your cunt. But that's exactly what you want to happen and it gives you a thrill to realize it. You lower your hands to the top of Lenny's head and guide him to your aching wetness.

Lenny's unshaven cheeks are rough against your toned legs as he presses between your parted thighs. He loudly inhales your scent before taking hold of your panties and lifting the drenched strip of fabric to his mouth. He noisily licks your juices from the fabric, then turns his head, licking from the inside of your knee up your trembling legs to the hot nexus of your pleasure. His lips press to your mound and his tongue divides the juicy folds of your cunt, thrusting into you as deep as he can. You moan loudly, struggling to stay on your feet, his licking is unskilled but intense. He is eager to lap at your juices.

When his lips find your straining bud you cry out, fingers tangling in his hair as you pull him against your slit. You work your hips, rubbing your clit all over his mouth and tongue. Lenny's hands are roughly squeezing your firm butt and his fingers are prying apart your cheeks, exposing your sensitive little asshole to the jungle air.

"Oh god yes, lick me," you moan and writhe against his tongue. As your balance begins to fail Lenny guides you onto your back in the grass. He gets down on his belly and hooks your feet over his shoulders, spreading your pink with his fingers and noisily lapping at your dripping cunt. He pushes your legs back even more and his tongue crawls up your crack.

"Oooh!" you moan as his tongue swirls around your juice-slicked pucker. "You're a naughty boy, Lenny."

"Nnnnnn," he replies, tonguing your bung and in hot circles before returning to your cunt and your straining clit. He sucks your hard little bud and makes you cum, your fingers tangled in his hair, ass lifting off the grass as you flood his mouth with your girly cum. You buck and squirm as the waves of ecstasy ripple through you.

"Fuck me," you demand and Lenny gladly lifts his dripping mouth from between your legs and climbs atop you. He plants his lips on yours and you share the sweet taste of your juices, tongues mingling as your hand seeks out his hard cock and guides him to your swampy cunt. His prick is all sticky with his own cum and slips easily inside you, filling you in a stroke, balls pressing against your lubed asshole. "Oohhhhhh yes, it's so big. Fuck me, Lenny!"

He slams into you, fucking you hard and as fast as he can. He lifts your shirt and pulls your bra above your tits so he can lean his head down and suck your little nipples while his cock pounds in and out of your aching hole. You wrap your legs around his waist, drawing him deeper, begging for his cock.

"I'm going to cum," he gasps against your chest. You lift his face to yours again and kiss him.

"Cum inside me," you say. "I want to feel it."

He nods, chewing his lip, holding out a few more strokes before his swollen fuckpole explodes deep inside your stewing cunt. You clamp him with your muscles, milking, gasping at the hot seed pumping against your cervix and sloshing deep into your eager pussy. You spend no time worrying about the consequences of being without protection, you just enjoy the fullness of his cum creaming your cunt.

Lenny, sweaty and red-faced, finally pulls his cock from your slit. You squeeze and a stream of cum dribbles out from between your folds, glazing your asshole with his hot fucksauce.

You're both laughing and smiling at the end, glowing from your orgasms, but as you get dressed things become a little more uncomfortable. You are second-guessing what just happened and it seems like Lenny might just be so awkwardly shy about realizing what transpired.

"We should get moving," you say, buttoning up your shorts. You can feel his sticky cum in your underwear, but you try not to think about it so you don't get turned on again.

"Yeah, the coast is that way, right?"

He points. You think it's the other way, but now you're not sure.

Follow Lenny's direction or follow your instincts?

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