Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Every fall, my family and my Dad’s best friend’s family all go camping together. We packed up the bare minimum and went to this super cool campground where we could ride bikes through the woods and fish in the stocked lakes. It’s a really great time every year; however, THIS year, my Dad’s friend has gotten a divorce and his ex-wife wouldn’t be joining us.
My sister and my Dad’s best friend’s two daughters snuck off while the adults sat around a campfire and started drinking on the shore of the lake. We lay in the sand and just talked under the stars as we drained the stolen bottle. My sister admitted to having had anal sex before, and the other two agreed they would never do such a thing! I didn’t say it out loud, but I wanted to know how it felt too. After several hours, we assumed my parents and Dad’s friend had to be asleep, so we headed back to sneak into the tents. Only I had to use the restroom, so I told the girls to go on without me.
What Does Anal Feel Like?
I had probably had more to drink than the rest of the girl’s cuz on the way back from the little outhouse; I got lost. By myself, I wandered around the campsite on wobbly legs looking for our tents. Then, I started whisper yelling my sister’s name in a panic. I’d be in SO much trouble if I got caught like this.
I tripped over a rock and ended up crawling around in the dirt path, looking for our campsite, when two big hands grabbed my waist and pulled me to my feet. I squealed and looked behind me to find my Dad’s friend with a stren look on his face. “Just where have you been, young lady?” He scolded me. I hiccuped, and he must have smelt my breath because he sighed really heavily and started walking me back the way I had crawled.
Show Me, Please
“I gots a question?” I leaned into his warm, muscular body and giggled. The drink in my system had made me super horny. He just looked down at me, and I blurted it out. “What’s anal sex feels like.” I could tell, even in the dark, his face flushed.
“Krysta, that’s not appropriate.” He gritted the words through his teeth, and I rubbed my hand down over his crotch. Just as I thought, he was stiff.
“I bet you haven’t fucked since the divorce. You could show me? Wanna be my first?” He jerked my arm and told me to stop acting like a brat, which made me pout. I wasn’t being a brat; I was just horny. “Please? I won’t tell anyone.” I grabbed his crotch again and squeezed. This time he growled and shoved me over what felt like a picnic table.
“You’ve been a cock tease for years.” He spits the words in my ear while shoving my shorts down my thighs. I swayed my hips, happy I was gonna get what I wanted. “Fuck.” My Dad’s best friend slapped my fat ass and kneaded my cheeks.
“Please, show me what anal feels like.”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410