Slutty Boot Camp Surprise, The Weekend Starts, Part 2

“That’s right, that’s a good little slutty girl.”

All I had on now was my pink panties and bra as Dan stayed buried in his hands. As furious as I was at him, stripping here for these stangers was turning me on. My nipples were hard in the forest air as I reached back to unhook my bra. Once removed, I shimmied my chest to the camera as my panic subsided. Maybe I was a slut, I thought to myself.

The man nodded as though he could hear my thoughts while he picked some rope and stepped over. “Alright doll, lose those panties for me, would ya?”

I drew my hands down my body, intentionally caressing myself, as I lowered my panties. I handed them to the man while smiling, feeling the breeze on my naked skin.

When Dan looked up his eyes said he was angry at me for enjoying this.

“She has a gorgeous body, doesn’t she?”

Johny nodded in agreement as the man with the rope took my hands, leading me to a tree.

I stood still, patiently waiting as he began to drape the rope around my wrists, and once those were secure, around my waist. The rope was soft and felt strangely comforting. He tied my wrists to a tree before taking off his own clothes, and as he pushed his pants down I saw his enormous cock spring out in front of him.

I licked my lips, and fell to my knees as he walked over. The ground was rough and cold against my skin. I could feel twigs digging into my shins as I waited.

“Dan, you didn’t tell me your girlfriend was this slutty,” he said as he pressed a thumb against my lips. I opened them immediately, and a second later he slammed his cock deep into my mouth. “That’s right my slutty doll, use that pretty little tongue and try to get me off with that mouth.”

It was hard without my hands, but I did the best I could, taking a breath when I could as I sucked and licked his cock. It tasted so good, and as he was gagging me I could feel my juices drip down my thigh.

“Look she’s soaked,” said Johny as he brought the camera down to prove that I was in fact soaking wet.

The man pulled out of my mouth before pulling me to my feet, and then roughly bringing his hand down to my crotch so he could feel for himself. “Damn, she really is a little whore,” he said as he massaged my pussy lips and clit.

I moaned.

“So little slut,” said the man as he continued to play with my clit, “when was the last time you got fuck properly?”

I looked at Dan, my boyfriend who was supposed to love me, now looking at me with contempt and disgust. I wanted to yell at him, to tell him he brought this on himself.

“It’s been months,” I said as the man continued to play with me.

“You hear that Dan, it’s been months since this slutty young lady’s been fucked proper. Now then,” he said as he turned back to me, “would you like a good fuck?”

The please of his fingers working my sensitive nerve bundle almost had me cumming on his hand, and while looking at him I could tell he knew. “Yes,” I whimpered as his smile grew.

“That’s what I thought. Now…” he said as he brought me to the ground. “I want you on your hands and knees, cute little ass in the air.”

I did as I was told, lifting my hips up and arching my back, my face pressing against the damp ground.

“Good slut,” the man said as he grabbed the rope tied around my waist and guided his cock inside of me. It was so big, definitely bigger than Dan’s, and while I knew I shouldn’t I enjoyed the feeling of this stranger’s cock stretching out my pussy without a condom. After what seemed to be a few test strokes, the man behind me began to sliding in and out of my pussy rhythmically as his balls slapped against my clit.

I moaned as the head of his cock buried deep inside me. It felt so good, and with the rope around my waist, he was able to use that as leverage as he moved his hips faster and faster. His cock pulling so far out out before slamming in, as my own pleasure grew. The twigs and leaves pressing against me were easy to ignore as my pussy clamped down, losing myself in the moment.

“That’s right,” he told me as he smacked my ass.

I let out a whimper as the sting of his hand spread. The rope was cutting into my hips, holding me in place as he fucked me. My head pressed against the ground, his balls slapping against me as I came screaming around his cock.

“Oh yeah,” the man said as his cock still slammed in and out of me. “We’re going to have a good fucking weekend.”

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