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Moans from the tent chapter 3 part 1 of 7
Moans from the tent chapter 3 part 1 of 7
"Can I come in?" Jeff asked eventually.
"It's a bit cold. You don't fit."
Jeff said nothing, disappointment washing over him.
"But we could zip them together," JP suggested, "They are from the same set, you can make a double out of them."
You have never seen a guy's mood change as instantly as it did then with Jeff. He fairly raced to make one big bed out of the two sleeping bags.
"You'll have to put it back afterward," JP warned him.
"I will. I will." Jeff would have agreed on anything just then.
For a time, they kissed and talked like any new couple would, finding out more about each other.
"That feels so good," JP moaned as Jeff wriggled his fingers inside her pants, then pulled them down and off. "Phillip doesn't finger me properly."
"You like it?"
"I love it," she confirmed, tugging on his erection inside his boxers. "You're so hard. It is amazing. What can I do for you?"
"Do you suck cock?"
JP shook her head.
"You've never given Phillip a blow job?" Jeff asked incredulously.
She shook her head again.
"Why not?"
"It's dirty."
"What is?"
"Putting that in your mouth."
"What? The cum?" Jeff asked.
"Especially that. But no, everything."
"Wow. You do not suck cock?"
"I'm sorry," JP said genuinely, kissing his mouth and neck and using two hands to pull on him. "I want to make you feel good. I really do."
"So, if I said you can have my cock in your mouth or your pussy, you'd choose pussy?".
JP waited and thought for the longest time, before nodding.
"You'd let me into your cunt before you'd put me in your mouth?"
"Do you want that?" JP said, breathing heavier as the fingers went to work on her insides.
"Yes."
Jeff fingered and JP tugged, getting themselves more worked up.
"JP, can I go in there?" Jeff panted.
"Do you want to?"
"Can I?"
"I don't know. We should not..." JP was groaning at the sex already going on inside her vagina.
Jeff leaned over and stretched out for the condoms in the corner. He took his hand from JP's pelvis and was about to rip one from the strip.
"Don't," JP yelled out in panic. "Don't do that."
"But...don't you want to...?"
"We can't use a condom."
"But JP, baby, you said...not in the mouth."
"No. I mean we can't use THAT condom. That's Maggie's."
"She won't mind."
"Yes, but...I don't want her to know. If we use one of those, she will know we had sex," JP explained.
Jeff looked at them in silence. It was true.
"Does it matter?"
"She can't think we are having sex. She tried so many times to get me to go to bed with guys and I always said no. If she knows we, did it, I cannot imagine how pushy she will get. She'll never give up."
Jeff sighed, slightly miffed.
"So... not in the mouth...and not in the cunt?"
"I'm so sorry. I know I am not being fair. You made me feel so good and I've done nothing for you."
Jeff was reasonable enough to know that was not true. Just letting him see her naked was more than any man could wish for. Fingering her was a greater pleasure to him than it was to her, and she had tugged on him as fiercely as he had played with her.
But...he was a guy, and if there was a chance for more of course he would say yes.
"Wash my hands?" Jeff asked, holding his fingers in front of her face.
"With what? With my mouth?"
Jeff nodded. His fingers are covered with sweet juice. He could see the hesitation in JP's eyes, but she had already said no to a blow job and no to fucking. Jeff did not beg, he just held his hand there, the one covered in her muck.
JP took a deep breath and reached out for it, pulling it to her mouth. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and put her fingers in. Jeff felt sorry for her, the look on her face was complete disgust, though he was not sure if it was the vaginal taste or the idea of drinking her own juices that appalled him. To her credit, JP fought through the instinct to retch and drank and licked herself from Jeff's fingers. She reached out to his erection after she did it.
"Wow. You are like rock," she whistled.
To be continued
"Can I come in?" Jeff asked eventually.
"It's a bit cold. You don't fit."
Jeff said nothing, disappointment washing over him.
"But we could zip them together," JP suggested, "They are from the same set, you can make a double out of them."
You have never seen a guy's mood change as instantly as it did then with Jeff. He fairly raced to make one big bed out of the two sleeping bags.
"You'll have to put it back afterward," JP warned him.
"I will. I will." Jeff would have agreed on anything just then.
For a time, they kissed and talked like any new couple would, finding out more about each other.
"That feels so good," JP moaned as Jeff wriggled his fingers inside her pants, then pulled them down and off. "Phillip doesn't finger me properly."
"You like it?"
"I love it," she confirmed, tugging on his erection inside his boxers. "You're so hard. It is amazing. What can I do for you?"
"Do you suck cock?"
JP shook her head.
"You've never given Phillip a blow job?" Jeff asked incredulously.
She shook her head again.
"Why not?"
"It's dirty."
"What is?"
"Putting that in your mouth."
"What? The cum?" Jeff asked.
"Especially that. But no, everything."
"Wow. You do not suck cock?"
"I'm sorry," JP said genuinely, kissing his mouth and neck and using two hands to pull on him. "I want to make you feel good. I really do."
"So, if I said you can have my cock in your mouth or your pussy, you'd choose pussy?".
JP waited and thought for the longest time, before nodding.
"You'd let me into your cunt before you'd put me in your mouth?"
"Do you want that?" JP said, breathing heavier as the fingers went to work on her insides.
"Yes."
Jeff fingered and JP tugged, getting themselves more worked up.
"JP, can I go in there?" Jeff panted.
"Do you want to?"
"Can I?"
"I don't know. We should not..." JP was groaning at the sex already going on inside her vagina.
Jeff leaned over and stretched out for the condoms in the corner. He took his hand from JP's pelvis and was about to rip one from the strip.
"Don't," JP yelled out in panic. "Don't do that."
"But...don't you want to...?"
"We can't use a condom."
"But JP, baby, you said...not in the mouth."
"No. I mean we can't use THAT condom. That's Maggie's."
"She won't mind."
"Yes, but...I don't want her to know. If we use one of those, she will know we had sex," JP explained.
Jeff looked at them in silence. It was true.
"Does it matter?"
"She can't think we are having sex. She tried so many times to get me to go to bed with guys and I always said no. If she knows we, did it, I cannot imagine how pushy she will get. She'll never give up."
Jeff sighed, slightly miffed.
"So... not in the mouth...and not in the cunt?"
"I'm so sorry. I know I am not being fair. You made me feel so good and I've done nothing for you."
Jeff was reasonable enough to know that was not true. Just letting him see her naked was more than any man could wish for. Fingering her was a greater pleasure to him than it was to her, and she had tugged on him as fiercely as he had played with her.
But...he was a guy, and if there was a chance for more of course he would say yes.
"Wash my hands?" Jeff asked, holding his fingers in front of her face.
"With what? With my mouth?"
Jeff nodded. His fingers are covered with sweet juice. He could see the hesitation in JP's eyes, but she had already said no to a blow job and no to fucking. Jeff did not beg, he just held his hand there, the one covered in her muck.
JP took a deep breath and reached out for it, pulling it to her mouth. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and put her fingers in. Jeff felt sorry for her, the look on her face was complete disgust, though he was not sure if it was the vaginal taste or the idea of drinking her own juices that appalled him. To her credit, JP fought through the instinct to retch and drank and licked herself from Jeff's fingers. She reached out to his erection after she did it.
"Wow. You are like rock," she whistled.
To be continued
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