The Camp Slut- Night 3 - Sex Stories

The Camp Slut- Night 3

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events are coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle. Night 3 I woke up with Slut snuggled up against me. I drifted happily until I realized I smelled coffee. Groaning, I woke Slut by fingering her pussy until she came, screaming and squirming. "Thank-you, Master. I think that is one of the best wake up calls I have ever received." She crawled from the blankets, her braid coming loose in bedhead, and her leash dragging behind her. "I will have your coffee ready for you when you come out, Master." When I stepped out of the tent into the bright day, the guys applauded. Slut was kneeling at my chair, coffee in her hand. I sat down and took my cup, sipping it as I stroked her cheek. "What's for breakfast?" They all laughed, Mike looking a bit forlorn as he reported, "Breakfast? Dude, it's almost noon. You to lazy lovebirds slept all morning after keeping us up all night. They made me cook and clean up because Slut was busy." He didn't look up, and the other two were looking at me so missed the blush on his cheeks and his cock twitching. I chuckled. "Hey, at least they didn't spit you between them on their cocks like they would have her." The blush got deeper, and this time they noticed. I touched Slut's shoulder and nodded to the fire. She smiled and started to get to her feet when we all heard the engine. We all stopped and ...

... looked at each other as the engine sound got louder. Our gazes all landed on Slut, who was looking squarely at me. Steve finally broke our silence. "Well, this should be interesting." We all laughed and I motioned Slut to carry on. The engine stopped just out of sight and we heard a couple doors open and close, followed by some low voices and the bark of a dog. I sipped my coffee, watching the road, and chuckled when two sheriff deputies walked into camp, one holding the leash of a good sized sheppard. I waved them in, pointing to a couple of the ice chests. "Come on in Deputies. Have a seat. We have water, beer, and some coffee that's been on the fire since this morning sometime." They stopped, looking around a little surprised, especially the lady officer. "Um. Hi. Deputies Davis and Simmons. We're responding to reports of a woman screaming?" the male deputy said. His eyes locked on Slut as she bent over the fire as she started lunch. "Is everything okay here?" We all looked at each other again, except for Slut, who was turning a very deep red, and we started laughing. I finally caught my breath. "Yes, Deputy Davis, as far as I know, everything here is great." I introduced myself and the guys, then pointed at Slut. "Those screams were either a mountain lion that ranged way out of its normal territory, or our little Slut here, Gail Jeffries." The others looked at me in surprise. "What!?! We did do SOMETHING last night besides fuck like teenagers. Damn." Slut blushed again, all of ...