The Camp Slut- Night 1 - Sex Stories

The Camp Slut- Night 1

... did not last long before spilling into her bowels with a grunt, and he stepped aside to let Steve have his turn at mounting the bitch. Steve was just getting his rhythm when I exploded my load into her mouth. I backed away and Tim took my place. We took turns at her for what seemed like hours, cumming inside all of her holes, spewing on her face, ass, tits and stomach. By the time we were all spent, each of us has dumped four or five loads into the little slut. She was caked in sweat and semen, dripping drool and spunk from her pussy and mouth. When she had recovered enough to stand, I walked with her down to the stream and washed her again. The sun had set and the guys had all crawled into their tents by the time we returned. I sat, watching the fire burn down, drinking my beer, and petting Slut's hair as she knelt next to my chair, her leash clipped to the arm. "Where do you want to sleep tonight, Slut?" I asked. She glanced over at me, almost shy for the first time since she appeared. Softly, she whispered, "With You, if it please You... Master... " She watched me as she used the title, waiting. I smiled, pulling playfully at the collar. "Be careful using that word, Slut. I don't have to send you back, you know. But I would welcome you to my bed, pet." I unclipped the leash from my chair. "Bank the fire and get the bed ready. I need to return some of this beer to nature." I started for the treeline when she called softly. "Master," she whispered, "I, would ...

... be. I mean. If Master wanted, You could." Her voice trailed off as she blushed and looked down. I turned to her, watching. She crawled over to kneel in front of me, lifting her head and opening her mouth wide. I laughed. "You, you are a nasty little slut, aren't you?" I put the tip of my cock just at her lips and relaxed. I had never been into what they called water-sports before, but there was something special about watching this woman willing let me piss in her open mouth. The look on her face as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful showed her combined humiliation and joy at being used so. As my stream dwindled, she closed her lips around my cockhead, sucking the last drops out. She turned back to the fire to finish, belching and giggling softly. I stood there, watching her, my dick growing hard again thinking of this little vixen being mine for six more days. She crawled into my tent, brushing herself off before entering. I checked my phone, plugging it into the charger in my truck before going to my tent. My sleeping bag was laid out and open, the extra blanket I brought and pillows spread out and turned down. Slut knelt at the side, waiting for me. I lay down, pulling her down to spoon in front of me and covering us both. She actually purred a little, feeling my hard-on against her ass cheeks before she shifted her hips, reaching down and sliding it into her cunt with a soft moan. I wrapped my arms around her and and let myself fall asleep. End of Night 1