We only had a few hours drive between campsites today, so we got an early start and found a short hike across a ridge to a remote lookout.
Elysa was wearing a pair of lycra tights and a loose tank top over a grey sports bra. I let her lead to set a pace, and so I could admire her ass in those skin-tight shorts. The heat of the day hadn't set in yet, but the morning sun shone down bright and warm, and the smell of sagebrush on the wind had a pleasantly intoxicating quality. We chatted about the trip, and told funny stories about our respective pasts as we hiked along. It was easy to forget, since we'd become nearly inseparable towards the end of school, but we had only been together a couple of months and there was still so much we had to learn about each other.
“I'm so happy you came along, Lys.” I said to her.
“I'm so happy you invited me!” she replied. “This place is so beautiful! It's just... the size of it is unlike anything I've ever seen before.”
“It's really is magical.”
“...and the sex!” she exclaimed.
“Not the only reason I invited you, but it sure is a hell of a perk!” I joked back to her.
She paused. Then looked back at me and said, “I can't stop thinking about yesterday. The way you bent me over the hood in broad daylight...mmm. I can still feel your grip around my neck.” She rubbed at her clavicles. “And.. and that guy on the boat! Do you think he was watching the whole time?”
“No clue.” I said. “...probably.”
“I really thought I'd be embarrassed to be caught like that. But every time I think back on it, it really turns me on!”
I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her from behind. “I'm really glad to hear that.”
She tossed her head back and met me with a kiss, then spoke into my ear, “I think ...I want to explore more of that with you.”
My heart jumped. I smiled and looked down at her. “We've still got plenty of vacation ahead of us, let's see what we can get into!” I slipped my hands under her shirt and squeezed her tits.
She smiled back, and giggled. “You're fun.”
She started to step away but I gripped her arm and pulled her around to face me.
“I've got an idea... if you're into it.”
“Shoot.” she replied
“Well... it's a little game of sorts, I guess. To, uh, explore your boundaries.”
“...I'm listening.” she said, her eyebrows perking up.
“For the rest of the trip, what I say or do goes. I get to do what I want to you, when I want, and where I want.”
“Like domination?” she chuckled, moving closer. “You gonna make me your slave, Andy?”
“Maybe...” I smirked, tightening my hand around her arm. “I want to push you a little. Expose you. Tease you. Maybe embarrass you a bit. And if you're alright with it, I'll keep pushing farther. Most importantly, I wanna rile you up. So – remember – if you're ever turned off, or uncomfortable, or in pain, just say our safe word and the game pauses. Got it?”
“Red Fern... got it.” she nodded, recalling the safe word we picked the first time I tied her up. “Ooo! This'll be fun!” she wrapped her arms around my hips and leaned in, whispering “So, what'd'ya wanna do to me?”
I reached through the oversized arm holes in her tank top and lifted her sports bra up, exposing her breasts. Smiling, I said “Alright, let's hike!”
She looked me directly in the eye. Stepping back, she ran her thumbs along the loose seams, gathering the shirt between her tiny tanned buds, and shimmied her shoulders at me.
“Away we go!” she cheered, then Elysa turned and bounded down the trail, tits freely bouncing in the sunlight.
* * *
We finished the hike and set up camp down the road on the shore of a small lake. It was early, and we were the only people at the campground. We set up our tent and bedding, then changed into swimsuits to cool off. I grabbed two beers & walked down to the water, where Elysa was already swimming. She'd barely tied the straps on her bikini. Her top draped slack across her back, and her bottoms sat low on her hips.
As I approached, she ran out and dove forward into the water, and quickly popped her head back out, shouting, “Woah! That's cold!” She turned to face me “Come join me! It's chilly at first but it feels amazing.”
I set the beers on a flat rock and took a few steps into the water, just enough to submerge my ankles. It sure was cold! “Shit that is freezing. I don't know how you handle the cold, girl!”
“Jump in, pussy!” she taunted back.
“I think I'm happy here.” I resisted
“Come oooon!” she said, swimming closer. She planted her feet and stood in the thigh deep water. Her hair was slicked back into an onyx mane around her shoulders, and little rivulets of water trickled down her body as she rose. Her nipples – rock hard from the cold lake – poked right through her bikini top, and goosebumps radiated out around her breasts and abs. The weight of the water had pulled at her loosely-tied bottoms, and they'd crept down her hips just enough so that a hint of her black pubic hair crept over the top. I was transfixed at the sight of her.
Then she splashed me. I yelped at the cold! She shrieked in delight.
“Oh that's how you want it?” I yelled, and then charged at her. I tackled her and we both fell over into the chilly lake.
“Andy, no! Ahh!” she protested between giggles.
We tumbled over each other in the water and erupted in laughter.
“You're right. It's kinda nice after the initial shock.” I said, rolling her into the water.
“Told ya!” She replied, pulling me down again with her.
She was wrapped in my arms, and quickly our play-fighting turned to groping. I was already half-hard from the sight of her barely-on swimsuit. I grabbed her ass and pulled her towards me for a wet kiss. Her giggles turned to pleasured moans and she squeezed her body against me. I pulled away from our kiss and looked Elysa in the eye. I could tell from her expression that she was open to some fun.
“Hey,” I said. “Stand up.”
“...What?” she said, confused.
“You heard me.” I commanded.
She nodded and grinned, signaling that she remembered our game, and stood in front of me. I ran my hands up her legs and tucked my fingers under her suit bottoms. I pulled the red fabric down to expose her pubic mound, and started gently kissing her hips and running my tongue along her bikini line.
“Oohhh!” I heard her gasp and then I felt her hand on the back of my head, encouraging me to keep going.
I glanced upward and saw she was gripping her breast with one hand,. With her other hand she tugged at my hair. She spread her feet and rocked her pelvis forward to meet my mouth, and I brushed my tongue across her wet clit. She answered with another gasp, and her grip on my hair tightened as she pushed my head into her crotch.
I worked my tongue around and into her pussy, squeezing her hips and ass with my hands, her moans and gasps begging me for more. I flicked my tongue faster over her clit, and inserted a finger into her pussy hole.
“Ohhh fuck baby, fuck... fuuuck yes. Yes! Yes!” she repeated rhythmically, subtly thrusting her hips to the same rhythm as I worked my finger in and out of her.
Suddenly, Elysa gripped my head with both hands. “...Shit.”
She sounded serious. “Oh, shit, uhh, damnit... Red Fern!”
“Wha?” I ceased pleasuring her and looked up to see a pair of trailer-campers pulling into the campground. “Oh... shit.”
Elysa ducked back into the water to adjust her suit – not that it left much to the imagination anyway. She was still visibly flushed, and nearly out of breath.
“Sorry... I know you're trying to push my boundaries,” she said. “But they freaked me out!”
“It's alright. I totally forgot it's a Saturday night. Of course this place is going to fill up!” I replied. “I don't blame ya for getting cold feet.”
She leaned over and kissed me. “To be continued.” she said. Then she stood and walked over to where our beers were waiting on the shore.
I waited a couple of minutes until my hard-on subsided and joined Elysa on the beach. We sipped our beers while we watched our new neighbors set up camp. They weren't so close that we felt invaded, but they were certainly close enough to see us clearly. The first camper looked to be a couple with a teenage son. The other one was a little farther off, but we could see they were also a family with two younger kids. Each waved and smiled to us, and we toasted them back with our beers. Thankfully for us, there's an understanding that we all want to enjoy a little privacy.
I finished my beer, and got up to get another. The families had made themselves comfortable, parents having drinks in the shade of their campers, and the younger kids were splashing in the lake a few hundred feet down from our sunbathing spot. Walking back to our towel with two fresh, cold beers in hand, I paused to take in the sight of the Thai goddess laid out in front of me. I looked to the other campers and noticed no one was taking much notice of us at all. I think it's time for some more fun, I thought to myself, as I walked up behind Elysa.
I came up behind her, leaning over as if to hand her a beer. Instead I gave her a kiss on the forehead and placed the ice-cold can on her tummy. “Eek! Andy! Ahh!” she shriekd and spasmed at the cold.
“Shhhh.” I whispered, putting my other hand over her mouth as I rolled the can up her abs. It left a wet trail of goosebumps up her midriff. She stopped flailing, gasped and held her breath, looking at me wide eyed.
“That's a good girl.” I said softly. “Wouldn't want to attract too much attention.”
I took my hand off her mouth and she exhaled. Still teasing her with the cold beer can, I reached down her back and slowly pulled open the bowtie knot of her bikini top. The string fell loose and the fabric triangles slumped forward, her small tits held in place only by their youthful gravity defiance. Elysa was breathing heavily now, still silent, glaring at me with incredulous arousal.
“Now, you're not going to move unless I say you can.” I instructed. Understood?”
She nodded deliberately. I rolled the can along the underside of her breasts as she leaned back onto her elbows attempting to keep her top in place. Her nipples were visibly hard again – this time from the thrill of being exposed. I continued rolling the can around her, keeping eye contact as I sat beside her on the towel. I ran it along her ribs, down her side, over her hips and onto her thigh. She was breathing intensely through her nose, staring intently back at me, still silent, gasping each time I passed over a new sensitive spot. I finally slid the can up her inner thigh and placed it squarely between her legs, pushing gently against her pussy for a second or two before letting go.
I cracked open my own beer and held it at her. “Cheers!” I said softly, grinning. “You can open your beer now.”
Elysa was trembling as she took the can from her crotch and nodded it back at me. “You really are something else” she said. She slowly took a sip, taking care to keep her top precariously in place. As she drank I reached out and pulled one of the knots keeping her panties on. I hoped she'd jump in surprise, but I think she half-expected it, as she simply kept on drinking and stretched her legs flat on the beach. Emboldened, I undid the other knot, and gently folded the strings between her legs, leaving just a narrow strip covering her pussy.
“Now lay down. Careful you don't move too much.” I warned. “Wouldn't want that old man over there to see your pussy.”
“...or that cute teenager.” She teased back, winking. She placed her beer back between her legs, put her sunglasses on, and stretched out on her back. She was still breathing excitedly, and her goosebumps returned with each gentle breeze. She sipped her drink slowly, each time returning it to its spot between her legs, lingering a bit, subtly pressing it against her crotch and sighing. Intermittently she'd run her hands along her bare sides and softly moan. From a distance she appeared to be simply sunbathing. But up close, signs of her deep arousal simmered just above the surface. Finally, she turned her head to me and said, dryly, “You know, I've been trying to get rid of these damn tanlines.”
For the next hour Elysa laid on her back, nearly nude, unable to move, growing hornier with each passing brush of her own hands or mine on her silky brown skin. I got up to cool off, filled a mug with cold lake water and dripped it slowly onto her from above, teasing her back to life. Before long, the sun was low in the sky and the day started to cool. I had changed back into shorts and a t-shirt, directing her to stay still until I returned. I came back with an ice cube from the cooler and traced the outline of her panties with it, much to her delight.
“Okay, I think you've had enough fun. Why don't you go get changed for dinner.” I said to her, leaving the melting ice in the center of her chest, each drip coursing around her nipples.
Elysa sighed in relief and slowly sat up. She reached behind her to tie her top back on.
“Uh-uh!” I interrupted. “I never said you could do that.”
“But..” she looked off at the tent, then back at me. Her slight annoyance faded and a look of sassy determination took over. She pinched the strings on her bottoms into place and slowly stood up, somehow keeping her dangling top in place. Once standing, she looked at me and raised her eyebrows proudly.
“Very good.” I said.
She crept delicately towards the tent, looking around to see if anyone was watching her. The other campers had settled in to their dinners and fire-circles, though they were all still clearly within sight. From the picnic table, I watched her step slowly, deliberately, like a hunting cat, her eyes darting back and forth. The spectacle was oddly arousing, and I found myself rubbing my cock as I looked on.
Elysa was nearly to the tent when a wind kicked up and blew her top off her chest. Instinctively, she reached up to grab it, realizing too late that in doing so she had let go of her panties. They fell to the ground and she stood nude for an instant. “Aiieee!” She cried out in surprise as she sprinted at the tent and dove in. I let out a hearty laugh, and could hear Elysa laughing to herself in the tent. Looking around, I saw her scream had caught the attention of our neighbors. I don't know what they saw, but I'm pretty sure I could see their son's eyes go wide.
A few minutes later she emerged, dressed in a small zip-up sweatshirt, yoga pants, and flip flops. She'd folded down the waistband of her tights to show her hipbones and midriff, and had only zipped the shirt halfway. I could see enough of her tanned chest to notice she had nothing on under it. She fetched her bikini off the ground and came up behind me with a hug. Placing her hand on my crotch and lightly stroking my cock over my shorts, she whispered into my ear “I like this game.”
I turned to face her, smiled, and pulled her zipper a couple of inches lower. “Good. I like it too.”
* * *
After dinner I built a campfire while Elysa cleaned up the dishes. A few other groups had settled in to the campground for the weekend, and a buzz of activity – music, drinking, laughing – began to rise around the lake rim as the light dimmed. My suspicions were also confirmed when I noticed the teenage son of our neighbors was walking past our site to the bathroom with conspicuous frequency, each time not-so-cleverly stealing glances at Elysa's revealing outfit. I was a little disappointed that we weren't going to have total privacy tonight, but a little excited now that I'd seen what fun we could have without it.
Elysa finished cleaning and joined me by the fire, tossing a wool blanket over her legs and slinking back into her camp chair. I lit a joint and passed it to her. She took a puff, and blew tight smoke rings up at the sky. She handed the joint back and stretched out. The flames licked her bare chest with curls and flashes of orange light, shadows playing on the subtle curvature of her A-cups. As the weed kicked in, she idly skimmed her fingers up and down along the zipper of her shirt, humming to herself with pleasure and amusement. The fire light occasionally caught a deep red on her areola or a flicker on her silver nipple piercing as she brushed the fabric out if its way.
“So, what's next ...master?” She said, only half sarcastically, drawing her hand down her chest and rubbing herself under the blanket.
I thought for a second. “That boy's going to walk by again.” I gestured with my head to the neighboring site. “When he does, he'll see what he's been trying to see all night.” I looked down at her chest.
She chuckled. “Mmm, I like it! Poor kid's probably bored out of his mind with his lame drunken parents. Let's give him something to think about later.” She unzipped her hoodie and let it fall open to her left side, exposing her tit, leaving her other nipple barely covered. Then she draped the blanket over her seat-back, folded down her waistband one more time and spread her legs wide. She took the joint back from me and slowly drew on it,rubbing her upper thigh.
“How's this, Andy? Think it'll catch his eye?”
“You already caught his eye, babe. ...I think this will catch something else.”
We struck up a goofy stoned conversation to pass the time, although both of us kept losing focus – my cock was rock hard at the sight of her, and her nipples stood at fully aroused attention. But before long, the boy made another bathroom trip. Walking slow, pretending to be inconspicuous, he was looking at our campsite out of the corner of his eye. I tossed another log on the fire to bring the light up. Once he was close enough to get a clear view, the kid's eyes went wide and he stopped dead in his tracks! He tried to step in shadow to avoid being seen, and I tried to pretend not to notice him, keeping up chatter with my topless girlfriend while she displayed herself for that horny teen. Eager to put on a show, Elysa peppered our conversation with her cutest, most enticing giggles, and her hand was wandering over her tummy and hips seemingly with a mind of its own. Once she realized he was watching, she slipped her hand into her pants and let it rest on her pussy, lightly curling her fingers as she flirtatiously laughed at my dumb jokes.
Probably realizing it wouldn't be wise to linger, the boy paused only a moment before scurrying off to the bathroom. Once he was out of sight, Elysa erupted into laughter, her eyes and mouth wide in excitement. “Holy shit!!” was all she could manage to say. She propped her feet on the chair as she rocked with amusement, knees up tight against her bare chest, with her hand still down her pants.
I laughed admiringly her way. “You're becoming quite the performer!” I said. “I'm excited to take advantage of that again.”
“That better not be the only thing you take advantage of.” she replied, her tone deeper, her hand moving faster under her tights. She leaned over, kissed my neck, and purred into my ear. “You've been teasing me all afternoon, if you don't put something in this red hot pussy soon I'm going to be very, very sad.”
My cock twitched in my pants at the sound of her moaning 'red... hot... pussy.' I could feel the humid warmth of her breath against my ear and the vibrations of her seductive alto in my jaw. I wanted so badly to carry her into the tent and fuck her raw. But I was enjoying our dominance game and I didn't want to let her have control quite yet. I wanted to keep pushing.
I placed a hand tight on her neck. “If you want that pussy of yours filled, I'm going to have to make sure you've earned it.” I tightened my grip and pulled on her neck to signal her out of the chair. She gasped quickly, then her eyes narrowed and she flashed a devilish smile.
We both stood. I pressed myself against her bare chest and brought my hand around to the back of her neck, gripping tight still. She stood at attention as I slowly licked her neck, her jaw, her ear. “Do you want my cock?” I whispered.
“Oh baby, I want your cock so bad.” she moaned quietly.
I took her wrist and placed her hand over my crotch. “You think you deserve this cock inside your wet pussy?”
“Oh Andy just tell me what to do, I'll do anything to get that delicious dick inside me.”
In the background a group of campers laughed at someone's punchline. I looked to them, then back to Elysa.
“If I invited our neighbors over to watch you wrap those sweet brown lips around my hard bone, would you put on a show they'll never forget?” I had no intention of doing it, but I wanted to see how she'd respond.
Elysa looked into my eyes with a fury of passion, the orange hot flames reflecting off her black pupils, and pushed her hand harder onto my cock. “I said... anything.”
I let go of her neck and kissed her on the lips. I re-zipped her sweatshirt, but slid her tights down just below below her crotch, exposing her ass and pussy. “You're being a very good player.” I said to her, squeezing her ass cheek. “Why don't you make us both a nightcap? I'll pay you generously in return.”
“As you wish,” She turned slowly and walked into the dark, exaggerating the sway of her hips to accentuate her bare bottom as I watched.
The day's light was completely gone now, and a thick darkness had cloaked each campsite in relative privacy, save for the handful of fire circles spaced along the shore. I added a few more logs to our fire and took my seat. While I waited I noticed the neighbor's boy sneaking back from the bathroom. He'd been in there a while, I thought. I bet he jerked himself off after that little show! I chuckled to myself at the idea. Once he was safely out of sight, I adjusted my seat and unzipped my shorts. I wanted to be ready when she returned.
Elysa came up behind me with a cup of bourbon. “Your drink, sir.” she said over my shoulder as she leaned way down, her bare breast brushing my cheek. I took the cup and tipped it to her in thanks. She stepped in front of me – her tights still riding below her ass – and moved to take her seat.
“Why don't you join me?” I said, opening my shorts and taking my cock out with my free hand. Elysa turned and looked for a second, licking her lip as I sipped my whiskey with one hand and stroked my dick with the other. “I think you've earned it.”
She gracefully moved into my lap, pushing her tights down to mid-thigh. She sat diagonally across me, her neck on my left shoulder, draped one arm around my back, and nestled my cock between her legs as she rested her legs over my right side. I could feel the heat off her crotch as she shifted her weight. Almost involuntarily, I thrust gently at her thighs. We kissed, then each took another sip of whiskey, then kissed again.
“Oh Andy, I want you to take me right here, where anyone can see.” Elysa cooed into my ear. She placed a hand between her legs and with it she rubbed the head of my cock on her clit. Her wetness greased my foreskin as she coaxed us both closer together. Her slender fingers slid up and down the underside of my shaft as she used the tip to pleasure herself. “I love how hot your cock makes my clit feel.” she moaned.
I steadied one hand on her hip, still trying to keep my hold on my drink, and nudged her forward more. She answered with a slow gyration, gliding my cock down between her slit and back up into her hole, massaging her clit faster as I slowly inched inside her pussy. She exhaled loud and slow, and I answered with a moan as she took the full length of my erect member. The fire crackled and spat, seemingly in jealous response.
We paused for a second, enjoying the feeling. I pushed suggestively on her hip, and she began rocking forward and back. “Nice and slow.” I instructed.
Working her hips on my cock, she turned to meet my eyes. She was nearly panting, her mouth hung open in ecstasy. She took her fingers from her clit and placed them at my lips. I held out my tongue to accept her, and sucked the sweet juice off of them, washing it down with another sip of whiskey.
“I love the way you taste, dirty girl.” I said. “I bet you love it too, don't you?”
“I do, baby.”
“Taste yourself for me.”
Elysa slid her hand again across her pussy, massaging my cock as it slipped out of her. She inserted her middle two fingers deep into herself, then brought them out and guided me back in. With a similar ease, she took her own fingers all the way to the knuckle in her own mouth, moaning and slurping up her cum. Then she planted her lips on mine and dove her tongue into my mouth, giving me another sweet, ripe taste.
“Mmmm.” I responded. “Very good girl.”
“Anything for you, my massster.” she said, quickening her rhythm. The way the last word dripped off her tongue made me nearly explode inside her.
Just then I heard a shuffling in the dark. I turned to see our neighbor – this time the father – heading our way. Shit! I thought. That little brat said something to him. We're fucked. I reluctantly tightened my grip on Elysa's hips to stop her sensational gyrations just as she noticed him too.
“Red..?” I started to suggest the safe word, but Elysa quickly shot back a fierce glare and shook her head quickly. Thinking fast, she grabbed the blanket off her chair back and tossed it over her legs. I fumbled to zip her shirt up. By the time he was able to see anything, we appeared to be cuddling by the fire, enjoying a couple of drinks.
He waved as he approached. My heart was in my throat, not least because my cock was in Elysa. We waved back and smiled. “Hello!” Elysa called cheerfully, then whipped her head around and whispered “Don't stop!” as I felt her pussy tense around my dick.
“Evening!” the man called back. He kept his distance, thankfully, but continued chatting. “Beautiful night out here, isn't it?”
“Yep it... certainly is.” I stuttered as Elysa imperceptibly moved my cock around inside her.
“Listen, uh, sorry if my boy's been givin' you any trouble. I noticed he's wanderin' around quite a bit.”
“Oh, nooo.” Elysa responded, almost seductively. “He's been no trouble at all.” She smiled.
“Alright well, I think he's a bit bored out here with just his fuddy duddy old parents. So, try to go easy on 'im, kay?”
“You bet!” said Elysa, tightening again on my dick and giggling. “If he wanders back in we'll make him feel quite welcome.”
I nearly spat out my drink.
“Heh... no need.” the man said, graciously. “Well, I'm off to the head. Y'all enjoy your camp!”
“Night!” I said.
He had barely turned around when Elysa resumed her rhythm. The blanket jumped up and down with her thrusts. “This is so fucking hot!” she whispered to me. “Fuck me harder Andy! Please! Let me cum already!”
She sat up, gulped the last of her drink, and planted her feet between mine. I spread my legs and she put her hands on my knees. I finished my drink and set the cup aside, then gripped her hips with both hands and guided her as she bounced faster and faster in my lap. The fire had burned down to coals and it was dark but for a deep red outline framing her slender curves in front of me. I slipped my hands under her shirt, pulling it up with them, and squeezed her ribcage. She bowed forward, pushing up and down with her whole body, struggling to keep quiet. Under her breath I could barely hear her repeating “Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy, make me cum baby make me cum!” as she edged closer to climax. I reached forward and put my hand over her mouth to quell any noise, and she bit down on my index finger as she pushed back hard onto my cock, her pussy lips touching against the base of it. I felt her body shudder from shoulders to feet, then she loosened and let go of my hand.
She turned to look at me. “Thank you, baby. I've been thinking about that all day.” Then she reached down and began gently massaging my balls as she resumed her rhythm. “You make me feel so good. Now I'm going to make you cum just as hard.”
“That's a good girl.” I said. “Work that gorgeous pussy for me.”
I sat back and placed my elbows on the armrests while Elysa caressed my cock and balls with her hands and pussy. It didn't take long for her to work me towards orgasm. As I felt the warmth building in me, I gripped Elysa by the hair and pulled her ear back to me.
“Talk dirty for me. Make me cum with your filthy thoughts.” I commanded, then let her head go.
She leaned back and put an arm around my shoulder, licking my ear, alternately rubbing my balls and her clit with her other hand, and began to moan softly...
“I love it when you dominate me, Andy. I love your strong hands around my neck and I love your beautiful cock buried in my cunt. I want to be your fuckdoll, baby. It makes me so hot when you hold me down and fuck me out in the open. Take me anytime, anywhere. I'll cum for you, baby, whenever you want it. I'm yours to use. I want to swallow your cum for breakfast. I want you to rip my clothes off, slap my face. I'll do anything to make you cum baby if you make me feel this good...”
I held on as long as I could as line after line of the sexiest vulgarity came out of her sweet mouth, but it was no match for her words and her pussy. I grabbed her by the waist and thrust hard and deep three times as I came. I could feel her starting to shake again. “Oh fuck yes you're making me cum again! Fuck you're incredible. Yes, oh yesssss!” She held in as best she could as she furiously worked her clit while I shot pulse after pulse of cum up into her.
I slumped back into my chair, and Elysa fell on top of me. I kissed her neck and caressed her belly as my cock softened still inside her.
“What a day!” she exclaimed. “I... I don't know if I can do that every day but I want to!”
I lay speechless, half naked in the crimson light of dying embers. After a minute, Elysa stood and turned, bending to kiss me. “You're such a wonderful master, master.” She winked.
“You're an exquisite slut, slave.” I joked back. “I think you've earned yourself a night off. Game paused until tomorrow.”
“Kay.” she shrugged, making no attempt to cover herself. She sat back in her own chair, her pants still half down, and resumed idly unzipping and fiddling with her sweatshirt.
