10
Ivan
“Your tentand bag are turned in, and the staff was very pleased with how clean it was when they got it back,” Trent said as he returned to the campsite, an amused smirk on his face. “I didn’t have the heart to tell them you never slept in either one.”
I laughed, closing the trunk on my car and turning to give him a hug. “Thank you. For everything this weekend. I think… no, I certainly appreciate nature a lot more.”
“Are you going to be okay driving back down the mountain?” he asked, his hand tracing the curve of my ass. “What a way to spend a fucking weekend,” he murmured, kissing my temple.
I moaned lightly, only slightly sore from our fun, which had initiated me into a world of pleasure I knew I would relish for the rest of my life.
When I’d finally emerged from the tent that morning, lured by the scents of campfire-cooked eggs, bacon, and pancakes, I’d found the guys waiting for me with the sexiest damn smiles on their faces. After two bites of my breakfast, I couldn’t keep my hands off them. I was hungry for their cooking, but more hungry for something else.
“Guys, I was thinking,” I said.
They stopped eating and looked at me.
“Since Roman had a little fun time with me this morning, I was thinking it’s only fair to have some last-minute play with you, Ivan and Trent.”
Slow smiles crept across their faces. They set their breakfast plates on the campsite picnic table, did the same with mine, and each took one of my hands.
“Where to, gentlemen?” I asked.
We headed to the back of one of the guys’ Ford Bronco. Trent opened the back, and spread a big, soft picnic blanket over it and let it drape over the edge, nearly to the pine-covered ground.
“Get up there, baby,” Trent said, taking my hand as I hopped in.
He pulled me to the edge so my ass was almost hanging off it, pulling off my jeans.
He and Ivan spread my legs wide, looking at my most private parts.
“Ivan, you ever see such a pretty pussy?” Trent said.
Ivan’s finger dragged between my lips, starting at my clit, and stopped at my ass. “I haven’t. So pretty. And I love a shaved kitty. I cannot deny it.”
He pressed a finger into the opening of my pussy, swirling it around. Then he lowered his mouth to my clit and after running his tongue over it a few times, sealed his lips around my hard nub to create an intense suction.
My body tensed as an undeniable tingle shot from my core to the ends of my fingers and toes.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I cried, pounding my fists on the truck under me.
The truck moved and I realized Trent was climbing in the back with me. He hurriedly removed his jeans and laid me back, positioning himself right above my mouth. He dipped his hips down and pushed his hard cock past my lips, pumping in and out.
As he fucked my face, Ivan continued working my clit, bringing me to my second orgasm since he’d begun. My pussy was soaked with excitement, and my juices rang out and down the crack of my ass.
Ivan apparently noticed too.
A finger dipped into my wet pussy and then paused against my asshole. After a little prodding, it slipped inside the tiniest bit. I winced, never having been penetrated back there, but couldn’t say anything because Trent had filled my mouth.
So I groaned.
“You okay, baby?” Ivan asked.
Trent pulled out for a sec and looked behind himself. “Ah, I knew it, dude. I knew you were going to go for the backdoor.”
“I’m… I’m okay, Ivan. Just promise to go slow.”
Ivan gasped. “You’ve never… you’ve never taken a cock in your ass?”