CD Day 10 - Of course

Of course you do. You're annoyed with FUTA for allowing Green Team to be so rough, and you're annoyed with your team for being unable to focus. You want a break.

You take Duni's hand, and slip into woods with her. You walk for a while together, getting quite a long way from the camp until you're properly alone. You have **** but to go pretty far in order to find a spot that isn't gross and overrun by bugs, but you do... a little clearing with a big, mossy rock in it.

Duni turns around and leans against the rock, facing you.

"These fucking people don't understand football," she says. Like you, she needs to vent. She's pissed.

"I know," you say. She's right. FUTA might understand sex appeal and TV, but they have a lot to learn about sports. Tiff said that she'd talk to them.

Duni's looking at you. She's not going to say the words, but you know what she wants. She wants to take her mind off this terrible day, and she is assuming that you are good for it. Well... you are. But it annoys you that there isn't even a trace of like... fondness or warmth in her. Is she not even slightly interested in you, except as a distraction? Today already sucked... this doesn't help.

But you are both bursting with tension.

"So take your fucking clothes off," you tell her irritably, pulling your shirt over your head, then your sports bra.

Duni wordlessly strips down. You're both sweaty from the hike, but you don't care. You pushily kiss her, and she returns it, but she's more interested in using her hand to fumble with your erection. She's a bit taller than you, and very strong, but she's sensitive and horny, and you wrestle with her for the lead and don't just go with what she tries to get you to do. She's leaning back, pushing out her breasts and hard nips, her abs shining with sweat, pressing on your head. She wants you get down and eat her out, but instead you shove your face in and kiss her neck, making her squirm. Her hands paw hornily at your body, and that's pretty nice, feeling her strong fingers slipping over your damp skin, squeezing your flesh.

You finally touch her between her legs, but you look her in the eyes as you do it. She can't give you a handjob with that kind of treatment, so she leans back on the rock, holding on as you pleasure her. She gets surprisingly girly when you kiss her, slipping a finger into her wet folds. Her firm, perfect body tenses and reacts to every touch.

Her plan worked: neither of you is thinking about the game. You move in between her legs, humping your erection between them. She looks down to see your pale cock sandwiched against her smooth, dark skin, enfolded in the cleft of her womanhood. Her abs ripple, and she wipes sweat from her face, then touches yours.

You put your hands on either side of her face and go in for a big kiss, and she can't take it. She's really worked up.

She shoves you off, then almost like she's mad at having to do something so submissive, she turns around and bends over with her hands on the rock, thrusting out her rear end.

You've asserted yourself enough. You position yourself, then grab her hips and penetrate her. The muscles in her beautiful back hypnotize you as her insides massage you. Her satisfied sighs as you pump your hips are musical in the still, muggy evening, and the light slaps of your hips are too. Your fingers can't get enough of her firm, magnificently slender body. You squeeze everything you can get your hands on, and she shivers when you grip her breasts with both hands. Only when you pinch her nipples does she really whimper and her pussy twitches around you uncontrollably. You want to tease her and whisper in her ear a bit, but it's too good... you just give it to her harder, focused on your own finish.

When it's over, your sweaty bodies are pressed together, your breasts mashed against her back as you hug her body, your cock deep inside her, bursting with cream as you moan into her wet, salty shoulder.

One of her hands weakly reaches back, touching your hip as you let out more inside her.

Finally you separate and she turns around. It's pretty dark out, but you can see your white semen dribbling down her dark legs.

"Oh, fuck," she says wiping her hair out of her face. You're still aching in your groin from how hard you came, and that unnatural desire to kiss her is there... but she just came, and she's not looking for that right now.

But she does look at you with something like respect.

"Fuck," she repeats, and you know how she feels. That's a lot of tension you both just worked off.

But it's dark. You're naked in a forest with your soft cock out, and... you skipped dinner to come out here and fuck.

Your stomach growls, and that makes Duni laugh. You laugh too. You're less pissed off than you were a minute ago, but you still need to eat.

But it's basically night now. How did you get here again? Can you find your way back?

You and Duni put your clothes back on, and as you do you catch a whiff of something on the breeze.

"What's that?" Duni asks, noticing it too.

"Smells like... barbeque." You frown and look at her.

"It's coming from over there," she says.

Is that the way back to camp? You aren't sure, but you and Duni have to eat.

Follow your noses? Or try to find the way back by retracing your steps?