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I’ll tell you what I remember.

We were at camp, Peg-a-big-dick, somewhere deep in the Rocky Mountains. Our cabin was filled with the soft easy breaths of six other campers; they slept while you and I lay awake… you in your bed, me in mine.

Oh yeah, there was a storm that night.

I hear our cabin door slip open, exposing us to the night air. The silhouette of a curvy teen appears through the darkness. I know right away it’s got to be Gretchen, fellow camper and your summer crush; hell, everybody’s summer crush.

As she creeps closer into view, her soft scent of lillies and rain hit me, and I see that gorgeous face.

As my eyes widen and my mouth drops open, Gretchen pulls the straps off her shoulders, dropping her rain-soaked nightie to the wood floor. She slides, naked, into your bed.

I watch the surprise light up your eyes as the two of you passionately lock lips, your hands running up from her lower back to her shoulders. I push my hand down into my shorts and I grip what I’ve got.

I thank God quietly as Gretchen kicks off your blankets from the foot of the bed, giving me the best seat in the cabin to witness the show. You pull yourself up onto the young beauty’s perfect body, your smooth legs spread around her lower half.

She lifts your little silk dress and I watch it come over your head. Our eyes meet, you smile, then toss your dress at me and wink.

As I wrap the small silk gown around my bulge, I feel a shift inside me as if you’d touched me yourself. I stroke as I focus on Gretchen’s beautifully aggressive approach to sucking your left breast; she devours a mouthful of perky young boob and I imagine her tongue tracing your nipple.

She handles your bare ass and pushes you onto your hands and knees. You relax your lower back, and that subtle shift in your spine has me beating faster with my handful of silk. I watch her delicate licks as she buries her mouth between your cheeks, her hands pulling them apart as far as you can stand.

The three of us freeze when a sleeping camp-goer stirs in her bunk.

I imagine, in this moment–as the lightning illuminates us–that we probably look like perverse statues, perhaps created by the fifteenth century’s legendary sculptor Michelangelo, maybe during a horny dry spell. My mind is racing.

The camper settles, as does my heart’s pounding beats and I hear the two of you giggle, which makes me smile. Gretchen tongues your asshole, squeezes your cheeks and her grip rocks you back and forth, her head nodding a bit with the motion of your perfect ass.

I figure fuck it; my body is a temple, my dick could one day make me a pornstar and voyeorism isn’t really my thing. I throw off my blankets, pull off my shirt and shorts and stand proudly like a god-damned stallion; tandoğan escort the two of you examine my naked body.

Then I walk to your bed, put my hands on my ass and ask, “Why’s my dick still dry?”

Gretchen grips my cock and clenches with a fury, then says, “You. Just. Watch.”

Damn. Maybe voyeorism is my thing; at least I’ve got a better view.

She gives me a smile that makes the cynic in me realize there’s still hope in the world, it’s just buried between this chick’s legs.

Your delicate form shifts and you roll onto your back. Your legs spread around Gretchen as her body lowers onto yours. Your breasts touch, then your abs, then, with a gentle shift of Gretchen’s pelvis, your smooth, hairless pussies meet.

As I watch your tongue lap up the spit beneath Gretchen’s, your fingers move to her ass cheeks and you grasp their tight bulk, then shove her pussy tighter into yours. I see the pressure open up her soaked, dripping lips, exposing her glorious flesh-filled canal I so desperately want to invade.

I watch your fingers dip into Gretchen’s ass crack; they slide down half its length and penetrate her pussy. You bang her aggressively and her vibrating moans and hot breath captivate me, causing an unnaturally powerful burst of precum to burst from my tip.

Surely knowing our orgasms will wake these god-damned village people, Gretchen, like an angel guiding us to salvation, takes our hands in hers, all our fingers interlaced, and slowly, very cautiously leads us past the snoozing campers to the cabin door. She pushes it open and the raging storm’s whipping wind pulls us out.

We run naked into the woods and suddenly everything feels very familiar, as if this moment had been depicted in every horror movie I’d ever seen; I scan the surrounding trees for Freddy, Jason or that one fucking clown, but for the time being, it appears we’re alone.

Racing as if in a free fall, the heavy gusts of wind ravage us and the drenching rain hits so hard it pricks at our skin. The cool ground is so soft it squishes between our toes; the immense amounts of moss prevent a muddy mess and protect us from sharp rocks.

I find the perfect tree, the kind of tree so beautiful it could stand alone in a grassy field or be the lone oak growing out of a beautiful pond. Its thick, lush canopy lords over us, shielding us from the brunt of the wind and rain. I push Gretchen against its jagged trunk, it’s rough bark swiping gently at her flawless skin.

I feel your naked body press against my back and you cling to me. I embrace the warmth of your breasts below my shoulder blades, while your pussy brushes my ass and your thighs slide against the backs of mine. I stretch back and explore your tunalı escort asscheeks as Gretchen reaches down and grips my rock-hard cock.

Her gaze hits mine like a firework and in those gorgeous green eyes I swear to God, for a moment, I find heaven.

Gretchen spreads her legs and my tip finds her cunt. Your rain-soaked kisses on my shoulders cause my dick to bulge as it pushes inside the girl.

She’s soft and warm and as I fuck, pound and punish her pussy–welcoming every one of her delicate pants and moans–I stretch back further and slide a finger into your warm asshole. Every thrust of my dick into Gretchen causes the digit to draw back out of you, then slip in again upon my recoil, over and over.

When Gretchen’s tongue finds mine and we kiss, I know my moment has arrived. My dick swells against her insides. I hold my breath, push my head in as deep as her pussy will allow and explode like one of The Bellagio’s fountains, pumping a healthy load of my white hot cum all over her cervix.

I pull out slowly, then close her thighs–keeping my swimmers deep within–secretly hoping she’ll go on to have my babies. I turn to face you and our lips come together in a gloriously rain-soaked kiss.

I grip your shoulders and get you moving, carefully guiding you to Gretchen, your slippery breasts and soaked pussies coming together, and in a mere matter of seconds, you’ve found eachother’s tongues.

At your backside, I spread your asscheeks open with my dick, rubbing my hard shaft all over your asshole. I slip it up your cunt and feel your insides for the first time. A forceful jolt causes an adorable moan to escape your lips and I pound your pussy like I pounded your friend’s.

I grip your hips and squeeze them so hard, I swear I feel the delicate blood vessels underneath your skin pop and burst. Your immediate bruising indicates my hunch is correct. I pull out of your sweet pussy because I want something tighter.

As Gretchen aggressively massages your clit and fingers your hole, I slap your ass, clearing away the rain water.

I slap it again… and again… all while my dick pushes open and fucks your puckered asshole.

When Gretchen pulls her hand from between your legs and her gaze meets yours, she appears to lose herself in your irises. She pushes her thigh against your cunt and your steady rhythmic movements drag your wet lips up that smooth flesh, then back down, leaving a streak of juice across her silky skin.

Your pussy builds momentum as her leg begins to drip beads of your delicious lube. As I drill your ass and you fuck her thigh, your elegant crush sucks on your tongue and squeezes your bouncing tits.

When you finally burst with a loud, sensual orgasm türbanlı escort that gets you shaking, your trembling body makes me fuck you harder and faster. I feel a slew of wet drips run down my ballsack and I reach down and collect it; upon examining the sticky red mess on my fingers, my working penis fattens, stretching you beyond what you can take… and you collapse into your friend.

With a monstrous vocalization, I unleash a massive string of spirting pearls, blowing them up your ass, then pulling out and splattering more all over your asscheeks.

While you turn and suck my dick clean, Gretchen uses her tongue to mop up the mess i made of your ass.

As the late-night storm evens out, we fall to the ground and I press my back against the tree’s trunk. You and your tired crush cling to me and I hold you both as if you were mine, and in this moment, I suppose you are, so I pull you close and grip you both tightly.

Despite the rain overhead, the clouds in the eastern sky pull apart, casting moonlight throughout the forest trees; the beams of blue light split through the canopy in long, thick streaks, the mystical sight enhanced by the woodland’s heavy floating haze.

My heart pounds in my chest, thudding away in such rapid succession that I know it won’t be long before you and Gretchen take notice. Sure, I can blame it on the sex, and of course, I will, but as long as the clouds continue to whither away, that little white lie will pull apart too.

Your head lifts off my chest and I watch your gaze focus on my penis; I feel it lift from my thigh, but I don’t need to look, I’ve seen it all before. Gretchen’s head lifts as well, and I feel a burning ache in my shaft. Her soft fingers wrap around my dick, and she jolts when a massive pump of blood makes it jump, then grow, and suddenly her fingers don’t fit around it anymore.

My thick dickhead, so full of that vital fluid that it’s purple, reaches up toward the dangling, wind-blown leaves, only slowing its growth when its length approaches a whopping fifteen inches.

The matching expressions on your faces could stop a man, dead in his tracks. As I watch the churning clouds expose the face of a radiant full moon, I feel the lunar light nip and scold my flesh.

It penetrates my epidermis, causing my muscles to shift and expand, my shoulders to broaden to pure bulk, my facial hair to grow and my teeth to sharpen. Two new glistening K-9s drop down from my upper gums and I drink the blood that fills my mouth.

You both pull away, but you don’t run. With a terrible crunch, my knees break backwards and I slowly rise from the moss to stand on inverted legs. My lifelong secret is no more. The wolf within has come out to play.

And as you both do your best to remain as still and quiet as possible, my dick shifts again. I watch your eyes trail down my new body, widening when you witness this massive cock’s veins thicken and bulge.

In this state, it would barely fit in your mouths, let alone down south; maybe, I think–as I examine the expressions of determination on your pretty faces–we could get a little creative.

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