Her moans get even more strangled, turning hollow in her closeness to her release.
I swirl my finger faster, obsessed with how hot her hole is, with how it grips tightly onto my finger.
It’s impossible not to think about how it will feel when it’s my cock plunged inside of her instead of my finger, buried deep, pounding my offspring into her fertile virgin slit.
She lets out a scream, all the tension in her erupting as I attack her clit with even faster movements.
“Oh, oh, please,” she cries. “Yes, oh—oh, God.”
I keep licking, keep rubbing. A meteor could crash outside the cabin and I wouldn’t stop.
She creams all over my mouth, thick white gorgeous come squirting down my finger. I lap at it greedily, starving for the taste of her.
When she stops shuddering, I lean back and gaze at her soaked pussy, her squirting release smeared all over her lips and her hole, making it shiny and alluring.
She sits up, her breasts jostling from side to side, tempting me.
“I want to do something for you,” she murmurs, her eyes flitting here and there as she battles shyness, her bravery struggling to burst through.
I smirk, standing.
“I’m not going to turn that offer down, my eager virgin.”
She smiles shakily.
“Look at me,” tell her.
I can tell how much effort it takes for her to meet my eyes. She tugs her gaze to mine, biting her lips as nerves shiver across her face.
She looks so young and fertile and sexy as she gazes up at me, her eyes wide like she still thinks I’m going to laugh at her. I’d die before I did that. I’d kill before I let anybody humiliate my woman.
“Push those tits together,” I snarl. “I need to fuck them hard and come all over them. Do what you’re told, Tess.”
She leans forward and grabs her breasts in big handfuls, pushing them together in a way that drives me half-feral.
“Yes,” I growl, reaching down and quickly pulling my pants down, wedging them underneath my balls.
My manhood springs free, so hard veins bulge and throb up and down my length. Precome clings to my tip and my helm throbs, hungry to taste her tight virgin slit.
But she’s not ready yet.
I have to respect that, even if it’s damn hard.
“Freaking heck, Trent,” she murmurs.
“Freaking heck?” I tease. “Did I just hear you right? Did you just say freaking heck?”
She giggles, rolling her captivating eyes.
“You’re huge.”
“Just keep those tits pushed together for me baby,” I growl, leaning down.
The angle makes it awkward, but I don’t care.
The SEALs have kept me fit and there’s nothing in the world that would stop me from feeling how perfect those breasts feel pushed around my cock.
“You’re so hard,” she whimpers as I glide my length between her breasts, placing my hands on her shoulders for purchase.
“You feel perfect,” I growl. “You’re a curvy horny virgin, aren’t you, Snapshot? Tell me.”
“I’m curvy and horny, Trent,” she moans. “I’ll be whatever you want me to be.”
“Good fucking girl.”
I stare down at her reddened tits as I slot my cock into that precious spot, the feeling of them against my shaft almost too much to handle. It’s just as sweet gazing into her eyes, wide and naive and hungry for my release, the same way I was hungry for hers.
“Moan for me,” I snap, barely getting the words out past my shivering need.
She lets fly with her moans, no longer holding them back, and my cock gets even hotter.
The tip starts to tingle.
I don’t know how long we go on like this. Time does funny things and all I can focus on is pumping my hips, driving up between those round juicy breasts, and fucking them like they’re her slit, like the hole I’m going to claim soon, soon, soon…
“Fuck.”
I roar as my seed explodes up my shaft, erupting from the helm of my engorged cock and squirting all over her chest.
She gasps as I continue to fuck her virgin tits, taking every last piece of pleasure from her.
I stand back, gazing down at my come glistening against her flushed chest.
“Rub it over your tits,” I tell her.
She bites her lip, letting out a shivering moan, anxiety buried within the noise.
“Now, Snapshot,” I growl.
She does as she’s told like the obedient girl she is, smoothing her hands over her breasts, making them shine with my release. I stare, captivated, engrossed in the moment as I’ve never been engrossed before.
Then I turn away, my breathing becoming choked.
“What is it?” she says. “Did I do something wrong”
“No,” I say, laughing grimly. “You did everything right. It’s just… if I keep looking at you, I won’t be able to stop myself.”
“I guess we should get dressed then,” she murmurs.
There are lots of things we should and shouldn’t do.
We should never have met on the hiking trail – I knew where it would lead – and we should never have come here. I shouldn’t have stripped her naked and tasted her sweet virgin slit.