Pitching A Tent: Lesbian Shemale Erotica

Summary

Alexa and her Sexy Friend Zoey were finally able to go on the camping trip of their dreams. But when nighttime came around, Zoey was starting to act strange, like she wasn't entirely herself. One moment they were in the tent together, and the next, Alexa felt the supple fingers of her friend slipping deep into her pajama bottoms, heading right for the Huge, Throbbing Secret Between Her Legs. A secret she had never told anyone about.

Will Alexa knock some sense into Zoey, or will she lay back and see just how far her friend will go?

This 10,200 word erotic novelette, which involves at least 5 Sex Scenes, contains female on shemale, shemale on female, ff, first time, cheating, oral, anal, masturbation, handjob, blowjob, deepthroating, facesitting, creampies, and so much more!

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I groaned, rubbing my eyes as I tried to see around me. It was still very dark out, and when I yawned wide, I knew I had only been asleep for an hour or two at most. Something like a foraging bear, or drunk campers, would have made the most sense to wake me.

Instead, I quickly realized it was just Zoey.

She had somehow scooted all the way over to my side. So much so that she was practically snuggling into my backside. It wasn’t cold out, so I doubted she was needing my warmth. I didn’t want to bother waking her, so I just closed my eyes to try and go back to sleep.

Then she whispered, softly, right into my ear.

“Jake… I’ve missed you… My big, strong, man...” She placed a hand on my shoulder, squeezing it gently.

Of course. She was all the way out here in the wilderness, and was probably thinking about her boyfriend all day long. And now her sleepy mind was using me to cope with being apart from him.

“Oh, Zoey. You miss him that much already, don’t you?” I softly said, giggling to myself quietly. I found it kinda cute.

A few mumbles and even a very faint moan or two left her lips as she laid there against me. She must have been dreaming, putting her back with her lover.

Everything seemed innocent until her hand began slowly gliding down the side of my body. I ignored it at first, trying to go back to sleep. Then I felt those supple fingers of hers slip under the hem of my shirt.

“Zoey, what are you doing...” I was fully alert and awake now, but didn’t want to jolt her out of what was surely peaceful slumber.

Her fingers met with my warm skin, and before I knew it, her whole hand had made it inside. It rested on my belly like it belonged, reuniting with its home. I should have done something, at the very least pull her hand back out. But I couldn’t. My body laid there frozen, and my mind… it wanted to wait and see what else she’d do…

“Jake, you’ve gotten so… soft, and smooth.” She mumbled, slowly stroking my warm belly with her hand. “Did you stop… working out?”

I found myself laying there and actually enjoying her touch. It was a lovely massage. Feeling another person touching me anywhere was something I had been yearning for for quite some time. A soft moan was building, and before it could escape, I bit my lower lip. My head rocked gently, my mind purely focusing on her touch.

“But that’s okay… as long as you still... got this down here...” It didn’t register with me what she had said until I felt her hand start to head downwards.

My eyes shot open, the bottled up moan finally able to escape, echoing throughout the tent. Inch by slow inch she neared the band of my pajama bottoms. I was too optimistic, thinking it would divert away and that she was just pulling it back out.

Oh how wrong I was.

Once the first finger slipped into the band, my heart skipped a beat. My mouth hung wide open, allowing my lungs to draw much needed deep breaths to prepare me for what was to come. Having detected an intruder my cock sprung to life, quickly engorging with blood as if to hopefully scare it off. No longer confined within a tight pair of shorts, it was free to grow as big and hard as possible. I had never felt myself swell this fast before.

As if I could even consider it luck, my madly throbbing dick grew away from her adventurous hand like it was cowering from her intrusion. I could hardly think straight any longer. This was going well beyond what I’d allow. Honestly, I was fine with what she was doing, but it just felt completely wrong since she was already with someone. Whatever happened tonight, it would have to stay my secret.

Then I’d have two to keep from her…

One by one her fingers slipped into my bottoms until her whole hand was on a collision course with my throbbing cock. I was perfectly still, my heart speeding up until it felt ready to jump free from my chest. She had yet to touch me, and yet, my cock already felt like she was furiously stroking me. I could only imagine what it’d feel like once she was doing just that. Was I really wanting her to actually do that?

Every inch closer bombarded me with an ever intensifying surge of ecstasy. My balls grew hot and tight, surely preparing to unload an ungodly amount. Even in the dark I could watch my pajamas visibly throb as my dick danced with delight. The bulge from her hand was only inches away, making me audibly gulp.

“Please, let this just be a sexy dream with no consequences…” I closed my eyes, praying to myself.

I was fully prepared to feel her grasp me, bracing for impact. But when her delicate fingers tightly wrapped around my hot, thick length, the sensation overwhelmed me. I let out the loudest gasp imaginable, draining my lungs entirely, surely waking up all other campers within a mile. But not Zoey. Her grip stayed firm, her thumb gently rubbing up and down the surface, making my bulging veins throb with desire.

“Damn, Jake… I think you’ve… gotten bigger...” Even in her sleepy state a bit of amazement carried in her voice. “And hotter…” How could she detect all of this while asleep? “And harder...”

Without letting her grip falter, Zoey cuddled even closer to me. Her head rested between mine and my shoulder, making even the quietest of whispers sound like she was talking normally. She scooted her hips right up against my ass, locking in the warmth. And her breasts… those warm, soft mounds mashing up against my backside.

She easily spent five long minutes in the same position. The only thing between us that moved was her thumb, still caressing my cock like it was a pet snake. My thick mass had been throbbing so hard the whole time, I was surprised that it didn’t end up waking her up on its own. Each was met with a squeeze from her hand, determined to not let me free. Everything was so calm and peaceful, yet was driving me absolutely crazy. And like before, I spoke too soon.

Her hand loosened just enough to glide all the was down to the base, then cupped my tight, smooth sac. “Oh, Jake… you poor thing… you feel so pent up...”

I gasped again when she began massaging my hot, fat balls, rolling them between her fingers. I hadn’t unloaded for a while, so she surely could feel my cum churning from within. She was rough, yet gentle, masterfully handling them without causing any pain. It didn’t take long to feel wetness form at the head of my cock, like as if she was squeezing pre cum right out of me. I could have sworn I was even hearing it as it gushed free...

“But that’s ok… just let me help… relieve the pressure...” Zoey’s hand shot back up, grasping my thick cock tightly once more.

It was clear she was done being gentle. With a crushing grip, she began slowly stroking my throbbing cock up and down along its entire thick length. Every time she reached the sensitive head I’d let out an extra deep moan, especially when she’d give it an even tighter squeeze. Her hand would gather up a fresh load of hot pre cum at the top, then smear it down along my dick as she stroked. It didn’t take long for my entire cock to be coated in a slick, warm layer of cream.

“My god Jake… you’re just so… wet...”

There was so little friction thanks to all the pre cum that her hand glided effortlessly. Even with how tightly she was gripping me. The surprise midnight handjob sped up until her arms were surely burning.

But not burning as hot as my desire was.

All I could do was gaze at my pajama bottoms as they thrashed about, almost like as if a bunch of forest critters had crawled inside and decided to host a wrestling match for me to spectate.

“Come on Jake…. Come for me...”

Zoey was getting so into it to the point where she was bucking her hips against my ass. I could feel my impending climax build at record pace from everything going on.

But I needed more. Much more.

For the first time since her hand slipped under my shirt, I regained control of my own. One reached out in front of me to hold onto the sleeping bag. The other landed on my chest, massaging my breasts. My hips joined hers in bucking forward, thrusting my fat dick into her crushing grip. Both my belly tensed up and my balls tightened, preparing me for a grand finale. But when even my legs joined in with shudders, something was still missing.

Even in her deep sleep, Zoey seemed to have detected how much I was struggling with going over the edge. “Jake...” Her tongue ventured out from between her lips, giving my outer ear a sensual lick. “I said...” Her departing tongue was immediately replaced by her lips, sucking on my lobe. “Come...” Then finally, her teeth latched on, nibbling at my ear.

I never knew I could be turned on so much by having my ear played with. It was the last bit of pleasure I needed, sending me not only over the edge, but so far beyond that I was afraid I’d never climb back up. This would be the worst time for her to wake up, so I clasped a hand over my mouth, while the other held onto the bedding for dear life. Only a muffled moan was allowed to echo through the tent, just quiet enough to let her continue to slumber.

“That’s it Jake… let it all out… unload those balls...”

My body began convulsing right as my balls clenched tightly. Zoey continued stroking me furiously as an explosion of hot, creamy cum coated the inside of my bottoms. Not even halfway through my most intense orgasm ever, and I could already feel a hot and sticky pool of seed form along my leg. She continued rocking against my body, opting to just moan softly into my ear when she ran out of things to say.

An orgasm should never last this long. My knuckles were surely whiter than white, unallowed to release their grip on the sleeping bag. If the puddle of cum didn’t dry by morning, I’d have a lot of explaining to do. Maybe I’ll just say a bunch of slugs oozed their way into the tent.

Zoey must have been growing impatient, moving her hand back down to my balls. She roughly squeezed and massaged them, helping to coax the last few loads out. When my dick could muster no more it pumped one last juicy load, allowing me to finally unclasp my fingers from around my mouth.

I doubted she climaxed, though she still joined me in taking a moment to breathe hard and deep. When my cock began softening, she finally pulled her hand free, taking a sample of cum with it. After what had just happened between us, I found myself surprised once again when I heard her lips smacking. She was licking her hand clean of my cream!

“Mmm… much sweeter than usual...” Once she finished with her tasty snack, she rolled away from my exhausted body. “Goodnight Jake...” Once the last word left her lips, the tent immediately filled with snoring.

Free from her embrace at last, I didn’t know what to think. So many emotions were swirling through my head. I couldn’t believe I allowed her to be unfaithful to her boyfriend. There was no way I could let either of them know about it if they were to stay together. But it all just felt so amazing. The softness and warmth of her body pressed into mine, the way she masterfully handled my virgin organs, and how sensually she sounded while whispering into my ear the whole time. I nearly broke out in tears upon realizing that I had missed out on being with such an amazing person.

It took a good while for my mind to settle down, putting my emotions to rest. Listening to her peacefully snoring and the gentle breeze outside was just enough to lull me into a deep, restful sleep.

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