Noah ran the tip of his tongue up and down Rachel's wet cunt lips. He could taste her, and it was intoxicating. Fear never left his mind, but this taboo they were committing only heightened his senses. With his thumbs, he slowly and gently open Rachel's tiny, slick lips to place his tongue on the flesh inside. He felt her body begin to quiver, and heard her muffled moans. His tongue struck the bud that was her clitoris, then impaled her tiny hole. Feeling Rachel's body tense, a wave of warm, sticky honey dew escaped from her as she climaxed all over his face. He spooned it into his mouth with his tongue greedily.
Rachel could barely hang on as she came. Her head became light, her breathing increased, though she had the presence of mind to control its volume. Noah continued his lashing of her warm, wet cunt.
Rachel opened her lips and slowly slid them over the bulbous head of Noah's cock, then slid it out, licking his cock tip slowly, like she was licking a lollipop. She repeated her actions, always slowly. She heard Noah moan into her cavity as he continued to lick the tender meat of her cunt. She began taking more of his shaft into her mouth, then back out, to once again lick his purple, engorged head. Then, in a single, slow but fluid motion, she took his all into her mouth and throat, as she came once more.
The head of Noah's thick member rested against the walls of Rachel's throat comfortably. She knew his body as well as he knew hers. She started to bob her head up and down the flesh rod deep in her throat. She moved her head an inch back, then forward, causing her lips, mouth and throat to rub against the throbbing cock meat she had taken in. While Noah continued to pleasure her cunt, his hips moved slowly back and forth to her rhythm. Rachel pulled her head back to his tip, then pushed her lips down over the full length of his trembling shaft, as it buried itself into her throat, her tongue working the underside of his rock hard member in her mouth. She knew that soon, Noah would cum.
As if hearing her mind, Noah braced and released his load of hot, creamy cum into Rachel's throat. She swallowed it almost silently, holding his thighs so firmly, he could feel her fingernails digging into his flesh. He could hear only her rapid breathing and desperate gulping. Another wave of Rachel's sweet, warm honey dew spread over his mouth and face.
Rachel felt the hot, thick cum Noah had burst into her flow smoothly down her throat as she swallowed repeatedly. She didn't want to lose a drop of this sweet, thick bodily fluid she ached for. Her mouth and throat opened and closed over Noah's long, thick shaft, each time forcing more of his hot cum down her throat. She made sure her swallows made little or no noise in the tent. She could hear Noah softly lapping up her cum, tongue spearing her tight, little hole rapidly. Soon, they had both eaten their fill.
With almost no sound Noah changed position until his face was in front of Rachel's. Holding his head in both hands, she licked off her own cum, that sweet honey dew, from his face, occasionally slipping her tongue into his mouth. She licked him clean.
The two held each other. The wetness from Rachel's waves of cum made the blanket cold where it came to rest. It didn't bother either of them in the slightest. They continued soul kissing, tongues intertwined. Rachel was the first to break the silence.
“Oh my God, babe. That was amazing,” she whispered in Noah's ear.
“I know. Wow, did you ever cum,” he laughed softly.
“Didn't you like it?” she asked coyly.
“Babe, I loved it. I could eat your cunt for days!” Noah responded with enthusiasm. “I want to fuck you so bad,” he concluded.
“Me too,” Rachel told him with all sincerity. “But you need to go. I'm so scarred daddy will wake up,” she told him.
“I know. Can I see you in the morning?” he asked.
“You know we can't see each other. If daddy found out he would go crazy. We're supposed to be on a family vacation,” she explained to her disappointed boyfriend.
“Yeah, I know,” Noah acknowledged. “What about tomorrow night?”
“No. It's too risky babe,” Rachel said, kissing his lips. Noah smiled.
“We'll see, babe,” he told her. Rachel couldn't help but smile. With no further words, Noah crawled silently to the tent's front door, opened it, each noise from the zipper brought jolts of fear to Rachel's body. After a couple of minutes Noah had slipped through the small opening he had made in the tent door and closed it behind him. Rachel let out a sigh of relief. She quickly zipped up her sleeping bag, still careful to make as little noise as possible. She lay there thinking. Noah had left her incomplete. She needed his cock in her, she needed to be fucked. Pushing the cravings from her mind, she was soon asleep once again.
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It was an early morning. Rachel and her parents had agreed to go for a hike up a mountain trail. It was six miles to the lookout and six miles back. They had budgeted the entire day for this trip. Each carried their own water, food and medical supplies in their own packs, as well as things like cameras and phones. A ranger for the park had told them, that on a clear day, they could see across the state from the lookout. Today was a very clear day. The Sun shone down brightly, the temperature would be in the high 70s, perfect for a long hike.
The three of them left their campsite just as dawn broke. They had figured on three hours there, an hour for lunch and photos at the lookout, and another three hours back, putting them at their campsite just in time for dinner.
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The hike went exactly as planned. All of them thought the view from the lookout was well worth the effort, and time, it took to get there and back. Now, it was dinner time.
Rachel's father lit the barbecue. Tonight, dinner would be hamburgers and a Greek salad. Rachel and her mother prepared the salad on the picnic table. All three were drinking red wine, her mother, especially so.
“Mom, that's your second glass,” Rachel giggled as her mother placed her empty wine glass on the table.
“And?” her mother laughed, filling her glass for the third time, “I just love it here. Just the three of us,” Rachel could see her mother was getting emotional and quickly put her arms around her, hugging tightly.
“Me too, mom,” Rachel told her, squeezing her tight.
“What?” Her father chimed in. “None for me?” he laughed. Rachel wrapped her arms around her father.
“Yes, you get some too,” she laughed.
The three began talking and laughing. Rachel's father attended to the burgers until they were finished. He plated them, added a generous amount of salad and they ate.
As they sat around the fire, Rachel saw that the second bottle of wine her father had opened was almost empty. Her mother had drank the majority of it, and was suitably drunk. Her mother wasn't a big drinker and the amount of wine she had consumed hit her hard. She was slurring her words and nodding off when, finally, her father told them it was time to sleep. Rachel and her father helped her mother into bed, then, after stripping down to her white cotton panties and a cutoff T-shirt, Rachel crawled into her sleeping bag. She had left it unzipped.
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It wasn't long until Rachel woke to a hand over her mouth and another under her panties. She rolled over and in the dim light from the stars she saw it was Noah, here for a second night. The two said nothing and began to kiss slowly. Rachel relished the feel of her full lips rubbing softly on Noah's, tongues slowly reaching out to touch, then rolled over each other.
Rachel wanted foreplay tonight. She wanted Noah to touch every inch of her body.
“Slow,” she whispered into Noah's ear.
He knew exactly what that meant, and he was all for it. They took each other's clothes off slowly, and with care, Rachel lay back on the bottom of the sleeping bag, naked. Noah laid beside her. The two kissed slowly, with feeling.
Noah's hand cupped Rachel's small breast, softly massaging it as their kisses got deeper. With his thumb, he rubbed her small budding nipple softly and gently, feeling it grow hard. He moved his lips from Rachel's, and down to her firm tit. With hot breath, he consumed it. His m
outh covered her tit entirely, tongue dancing over her small, hard nipple. He felt her hold him tighter, and her back arch ever so slightly. One of her hands ran its fingers through his hair, the other ran up and down the center of his back. He was hard as steel, but held himself back. Slow, he thought.
Rachel had her eyes closed as she felt Noah's lips and tongue ravish her small breast. Bolts of electricity traveled through her tender, sensitive nipple and ran throughout her body. She could feel the wet between her legs, longing for Noah's touch.
Noah moved his hand slowly down the middle of Rachel's body, stopping to circle her perfect navel, then on to her moist lips. With his forefinger, he moved up and down the slit between her cunt lips exquisitely slow, bring muffled moans from Rachel. He had moved down her body and was kissing her hard belly softly, but deliberately. Rachel's hips began to move up and down slowly and slightly as his lips moved down to her pubic mound.
Rachel was moving her body to Noah's every touch, moaning silently. She felt his lips on the sparse, strawberry blonde hair of her mound. This thin, soft hair proved to be no barrier to his lips touching her flesh. She felt his finger running softly over her moist cunt lips. She prayed it would soon be replaced by his tongue.
With a hand on Rachel's flat, hard belly, Noah positioned his head between her legs. His finger had not yet entered her warm, wet cunt. Instead, he moved his finger away all together. His tongue seamlessly took its place. Rachel's hips rotated slowly, matching the touch from the tip of his tongue.
Rachel felt flesh press against her moist tender pussy. The feeling was indescribable. Noah's tongue ran the length of her small, tight cunt, up and down slowly, never losing contact. Rachel bit into the thick padding of the sleeping bag. She came.
Noah's tongue, lips and face felt the wave of hot, sweet honey dew flow from Rachel's small, tight cunt, past her lips, and onto him. Rather than lap it up like a hungry dog, he licked it up slowly. Each tongue-full drawn into his mouth, where he swallowed it. He loved her taste, her texture, and took all he could, slowly. Suddenly, he felt Rachel's small hands on his shoulders. She was trying to turn him on to his back. He assisted happily, moving back up on the bed.
Rachel was face to face with Noah again, and again, they began to kiss softly, silently. Her lips left his and kissed his chest and abdomen as she made her way between his legs. She rested her forearms on his thighs, then placed her mouth over his large, erect cock. Slowly she pushed her head down. She would take Noah's entire wide head and shaft into her mouth with one fluid motion.
Noah felt Rachel's warm, moist mouth drop slowly down his length. She stopped only when her lips met his coarse, black pubic hair. His swollen member was deep in her tiny throat. He felt her tongue slowly rubbing on the underside of his long, wide shaft.
Rachel had all of Noah's hard member in her mouth and throat, her lips tight around its circumference. She could feel it throb in her throat, like a beating heart. Slowly, she moved her head back, letting more and more of this thick, throbbing flesh leave her mouth and throat until all that was left in her mouth was the mushroom tip of Noah's cock. She repeated the act over and over again, moving just as slow. Each centimeter of this man flesh felt its passage over her moist cherry-red lips, into her hot, wet mouth and down her throat. Rachel felt Noah's abdomen tighten and his hands on her arms. She moved her head back quickly, until his cock tip was in her mouth. He exploded in streams.
Rachel felt jets of hot, thick cum splash the back of her mouth. She swallowed all she could get, greedily. She heard Noah's low groans match each discharge. His man cream had filled her small mouth to the bursting point, even as she swallowed his sweet, salty seed. She felt it escape the seal of her lips on his shaft and slide slowly down her cheeks. Noah's body was immovable, as hard as a board, as more and more of his hot, white cum burst from the tiny slit in his cock head, to hit the back of her warm, wet mouth. Rachel swallowed regularly, relieving the pressure on her mouth. The taste of Noah's seed, the sweet, salty mixture drove her mad. The muscles of her throat worked frantically to assure she didn't miss a single drop of his thick, sticky cream.
Noah moaned softly as his discharge ended. He could feel Rachel's tongue covering the length and width of his cock, moving any of his creamy cum down her throat. She soon raised her head. Trickles of white cum were drying on both of her cheeks. Looking him directly in his eyes, she took her finger and slowly, teasingly, wiped his white seed from her cheeks, placed it on her tongue, and swallowed. Noah was mesmerized at the sight.
Rachel fell into Noah's arms, head on his chest. She could feel her lady cum drying on her thighs. It was a cold sensation that brought goose bumps to her entire body. Noah rubbed her back with force, generating heat. Soon the cold had passed her, and she moved herself up to meet Noah's mouth. They began to kiss soulfully, Noah, not minding the occasional drop of his own cum, making its way from her tongue to his. He needed time to recover, to reload.
Noah's hand went back to Rachel's sopping wet cunt. This time there was no playful rubbing of her tiny, slick pussy lips. This time he drove his forefinger hard and deep inside her. Past her tiny hole and into her hot, wet cavern. Rachel reacted by clenching those perfect ass cheeks, and letting out a short, soft moan. Once again, she closed her eyes and tilted her head upwards.
Rachel felt Noah's finger fucking her savagely. He whispered “Take it, cunt,” into her ears. Each thrust made her that more wet. Her mind dreamed of rape.
Noah's single finger became two, still driving them hard into Rachel's hot, wet cunt. He began to increase in speed until his motions were almost a blur. He listened for any sign of motion from Rachel's parents' side of the tent. All he could hear was the heaving breathing that came with sleep.
Rachel felt the flesh of Noah's fingers pummeling her like a machine. It was too fast for her to match with her hips, so she lay still, letting Noah do all the work. In her mind these fingers were a strangers cock as he raped her naked body, out there in the woods. She came, not in a single wave, but in squirts.
Noah felt streams of Rachel's honey dew arch from her, splashing on his arm. He moved his fingers in and out of her soaked cunt as fast as was humanly possible. With each squirt, Rachel let out a short, muffled yelp. Her cum covered her mound, resting on her pubic hairs or its flesh. Rachel reached orgasm repeatedly, her squirts finally giving way to a last wave. Noah quickly shifted position to place his head between her legs and lick up her honey dew in long, greedy gulps. By the time he had finished, he was rock hard once more.
Rachel felt Noah's tongue licking her cunt and belly, swallowing what he found. She ached for his cock deep inside her, filling her cavern and pushing against her tight walls.
Noah stopped swallowing up Rachel's sweet cum, moving on top of her, he brought himself up until his face loomed over hers. She took his head it her hands and began to lick off her own cum from it. It was cool and slick to her tongue. The taste was velvet.
Noah placed the wide tip of his large cock against Rachel's tiny cunt hole, passing her slick lips. The two locked in an unblinking stare.
Rachel felt the pressure of Noah's cock head against her hole. She waited, unmoving in anticipation. Noah began to tease. She felt his wide, muffin head slip past her tight hole into her cunt, then stop. He pulled it out until it once again pressed against her tight, tingling cunt hole. The two continued in their unblinking stare.
Rachel experienced the sensation of Noah's cock tip enter and leave her slowly, over and over. She felt warmth spread throughout her cunt and belly, waiting for that hard, deep thrust of a cock, its tip hitting bone. It didn't come as she had expected. Rachel listened intently to her parents breathing. It seemed they were still asleep. The thought of her, naked and wet, Noah's fingers deep inside her, and her father catching them aroused her even more. Her eyes were wide as silver dollars, expecting to be caught any moment. Her parents slept in complete oblivion.
Noah began to slowly push more and more of his large flesh mem
ber past Rachel's tiny, tight cunt hole and into her warm, wet cavern, each time withdrawing until only his knob remained inside her. He saw Rachel's lips part, then close each time. He knew what she wanted, but he wanted to make this fuck last.
Rachel could feel more of Noah's cock flesh fill her with each slow insertion. She still anticipated the hard, deep thrust that would drive his large cock home, but it had yet to come. Breaking her stare, she once again closed her eyes. Noah continued to fuck her slowly, each push sent his flesh club deeper inside her. She clenched her teeth and came.
A flood of honey dew spread over Noah's mound and belly. The feel of this warm, slick girl cum against his bare flesh aroused him to his peak. Each slow push of his cock flesh into Rachel's flooded cunt caused more of her warm honey dew to spread across his lower body. His cock slid effortlessly in and out of her tight cunt. His slow push gave way to harder thrusts.
Rachel felt the warmth of her cum flow over her cunt and thighs, wetting the thick pad of the sleeping bag under her.
Suddenly, the sound of her parents sleeping bag moving made them both freeze as they were.
Rachel heard the zipper of her parents sleeping bag draw open. Her heart began to beat as fast as a hummingbird. She looked at Noah and saw his face grimace in fear. He didn't move a muscle, supporting his weight on his arms and hands. The two stared at each other. They were naked and wet with cum. Together, they became statues.
Rachel heard the door of the tent open and caught a glimpse of her father's legs as he moved outside. The couple remained still as stone.
After a few minutes her father returned, closing the tent door behind him. Rachel heard the sound of him getting back into the sleeping back and drawing the zipper shut. Almost immediately she heard her father's steady breathing. He was once again asleep. Jesus, Rachel thought, he just had to go to the bathroom. During the few minutes her father had been awake, she hadn't even noticed that she had came once again.
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