Girl Scout Camp/Accept Emily's offer
From Create Your Own Story
“Okay, but keep your shirt open so I can feel you too,” you reply. Emily nods.
You slide your shorts down and sit on the seat of the table. Your cock is already hard with anticipation. Emily hops down and steps toward you. Her hand reaches out to hold your cock. Her grasp is still tentative as if she is mentally preparing herself.
Gathering her determination, Emily bends down and slides her lips over the head of your cock. Her tongue swirls around your head while her lips and hand run up and down the length of your cock. Her breasts swing freely through her open shirt, swaying back and forth. You reach a hand down to cup her breasts, squeezing the flesh between your fingers.
Emily brings her other hand to cup your balls. Her fingers swirl your two nuts around in their sack as her other hand and mouth are busy pumping away at your cock.
Damn, she’s good at this.
You can feel your balls rise up as the tension builds in your groin. “Here it comes,” you gasp.
Emily hears you and moves even faster. As the first blast of come shoots into her mouth, she seals her lips to your cock. Her tongue continues to torment the tip of your cock as she swallows each jet that spurts into her mouth. When your cock is finally spent, Emily runs her lips up the length, cleaning any remaining juices off.
“Satisfied?” Emily asks.
“Mostly,” you reply. “If you tell me your magic word, then I’ll forget about everything I saw here tonight.”
Emily sighs. “It’s ‘lemon.’ Happy?”
“Very happy.”
Emily fastens one of the buttons as she scampers back towards her tent. You sit and enjoy the afterglow for a few moments before pulling your shorts back up. You tumble into your sleeping bag and quickly fall asleep.
