This is the recounting of a camping trip involving me, and Kate from the last story.
If you haven’t read it, I would strongly suggest you do so, you can read it here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mlqv1c/the_story_of_how_i_gave_one_of_my_close_friends/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mlqv1c/the_story_of_how_i_gave_one_of_my_close_friends/)
This happened about 1 year after the road trip. Yet again, same thing as last story, I’ll try to get as detailed as I can, if any detail is incomplete, I will not include it, I’ll let your imagination do that. (but that’s half the entertainment right?) this one is also going to have a HELL of a lot more story to it, as well as be significantly longer.
So, let’s get started.
>be me
>we’re both 17 now
>summer
>either late June or early July I think
>I live in Kansas, the specific location is not important.
>I now have a nice purdy new to me truck, a 2012 chevy silverado 4 door
>may or may not have totaled the 2001 suburban, but we’re not going to talk about that
>me and Kate are now more than friends
>she spends more time at my house than hers, we’re always doing something together
>I seriously had to upgrade from a twin size bed to a king because of how often she was sleeping over
>she lives in a house full of brothers and sisters so I can understand
>I’m not complaining, my lonely ass can use the company
>my (single) mother works nights, so that’s not an issue either, as she’s away on a work trip during this story.
>the two of us spend the entire summer together essentially
>we’re slowly running out of stuff to do together
>thought crosses my mind of spending the night in a tent on my uncle’s property
>I’m an outdoors person, living in a somewhat rural area with woods around helps
>one particularly boring day, we’re cuddling on the couch and watching TV around 8pm
>as we’re talking about nothing in particular, ask “hey, would you like to go spend some time together on my uncle’s property?”
>she replies with “ooohh, sounds fun!”
>through a few questions, and her confirming that she’s free for the next day, me calling my uncle and asking if we can use his land (he owns ~600 acres near a body of water) it’s agreed upon, we’ll leave tomorrow.
>I shoot a text at my mother, inform her of this, and she says back “alright just lock up when you leave, have fun”
>with that said, we go upstairs and start to pack for the trip
>I’m a maniac, I have literally everything folded neat as shit in my dresser
>I grab 6 ranger rolled solid color tee shirts, I sweat a fuckton, especially in 80% humidity Kansas weather, so I religiously change shirts at lunch every day
>4 pairs of jeans, two tapered fit black, two regular fit blue
>a few pairs of underwear (never know if you might shit yourself twice)
>two wool blankets, one green one grey (yes the grey one is from he same from the road trip)
>throw everything into my rucksack (yes the same one from the road trip), it’s not even 1/4th full
>Kate wears the same size shirt as me, she’s all but refrained from wearing bras at this point, hell, most of the time she goes topless
>in fact, standing next to me at that moment, she was topless, in just some light blue panties
>Kate hrows in 2 pairs of green short shorts, (the unisex green ones, sometimes reffered to as “ranger panties” or “silkies”)
>then she also throws in 4 solid color tank tops
>I toss in about 4 pairs of socks, she does the same
>backpack half full now
>let’s keep it that way
>we move to the garage, bag slung over my shoulder
>I pick up the massive 8 person tent in it’s bag
>shove it in the backpack
>grab the 2 rolled sleeping mats as well
>do the same with them
>this fills the remaining space in the main pocket perfectly
>onto food
>there’s a box of MRE’s in the corner, neighbor gave them to me like 3 months prior
>I pick up 5, slide them into various pockets
>I grab up the empty 3 day assault pack that’s perpetually hung on the wall of the garage
>stuff the two sleeping bags into it
>backpacks now sufficiently full, I walk out of the garage and back into the house, both backpacks in hand, and plop the rucksack just inside the door to my room
>walk into the bathroom with the 3 day pack, start putting toiletries into it, boring stuff
>walk around the house grabbing various items as needed
>get back, Kate just standing there, watching me
>I plop the 3 day pack right next to the rucksack
>as I do this, Kate just walks up to me, puts her arms around my waist from behind
>I turn around and pick her up in a flash
>as I pick her up, she wraps her legs around me
>after a second she breaks away from my kiss and says “not really in the mood, let’s just cuddle?” with a inquisitive tone on “cuddle”
>okay
>just take the 4 steps over to the bed, and plop her down
>she unwraps her legs from around me, and lays down herself
>I snatch the TV remote up from the nightstand, and flick on the TV, some shitty jason statham movie is airing on Spike
>as I’m doing this, she removes her panties, she prefers to sleep in the nude most of the time
>as I lay on my back, she curls up on my right side, snuggling up against me, her right leg draped over me, my right arm around her back
>cozy
>after talking for a while, we drift off to sleep
>I wake up first, as always
>I’m now on my right side, big spooning her
>light through the window to my rear
>wait what
>lift my left arm, and take a look at my Casio WS220
>10 something
>ponder how in the hell we slept for that long
>Kate, being the VERY light sleeper she is, wakes up as I do this, and rolls over to her back
>say softly “hey, it’s 10am, we need to get up”
>get a half mumbled “I don’t wanna” in response
>haha
>sleepy sounds
>I know what’ll wake her up
>I pick my left hand up and start dragging it down, starting at her sternum, all the way to her navel, eventually ending as a flat palm with my pinky resting on the edge of her pubic bone
>”how about I give you a good morning and then make you some breakfast?” I say as I do this
>get a “hmmmmm, I think I’d like that” in response, and a smirk cracks across her lips
>alright
>I scoot up and put my back against the wall, pillow in place
>I spread my legs open, let her sit between them, her right hand goes to the same exact place as the first time
>she leans back into me, my head over her right shoulder
>as I run my hands up and down her, I can feel her heartbeat
>a slow, methodical, thump-thump
>I’ve written about fingering her twice now, this would be the 3rd
>but you see, I start off slow, playing her body like a harp, every erogenous zone I can get my hands or mouth on, every little moan or groan resonating through the room
>give her two small ones to start off
>the 3rd one though
>I don’t just ease her off and set her down gently so to speak, I roll her up in a bedsheet and toss her down the metaphorical flight of stairs
>I don’t stop, even after she climaxes
>she knows not to squeeze my thigh with her right hand until she’s hit her absolute limit
>her entire body convulsing and subconsciously contracting for what must feel like hours
>she finally squeezes
>I stop immediately, bring my right hand away from and up the bottom of her sternum, just under her breasts, then hold her tight
>take her still shaking arms, and bring them together in front of her
>roll over on my left side, encompassing her in a loving embrace, we’re now face to face
>aftercare, the most important part
>we sit there for a good 10 minutes, just holding her there
>listening to the breathing of one another
>she says “it’s okay, I’m fine, you can go now”
>ask her “you sure?”
>a nod of the head
>I slide up, kiss her softly, and say “whenever you’re ready, come down, I’ll have breakfast waiting for you
>as I get up, I scoop up the 3 vacant pillows from the bed, and stuff them into the 3 day bag
>bag now sufficiently plump, I’m off, downstairs to make some eggs, toast, and bacon
>she prefers to be alone afterwards sometimes
>aftercare is something you should always talk about in a relationship
>mid way through cooking the last thing, eggs (because they get cold fast as hell), she comes down
>wearing nothing but a pair of the green silkies
>Kate, my topless princess comes up behind me, and wraps her arms around my lower back, then nestles her head into me.
>”that was amazing” she says behind me
>with a smirk I say back “I’m glad”
>the two eggs in the pan done cooking, sunny side up, runny, just the way she likes them
>I slide them out of the pan onto the plate next to the toast and bacon on the counter
>”bon appetite” I say as I gesture towards it
>she picks her plate up, and walks over to the table, sits down
>I sit down next to her
>she sits her head on my shoulder while chewing on a piece of egg
>aww
>we eat, and make small talk, about nothing all too memorable
>then, we’re off to the bathroom to take a shower
>we tried shower acts before, they didn’t go well
>may or may not have slipped and dropped her, twice
>just get undressed, turn on the water, do the salsa trying to get the both of us under the water at once
>doesn’t work
>one of you is going to get slick dicked out of the hot water, it’s a fact
>oh well, it is what it is
>we get out, towel off
>then we’re back to the bedroom to get dressed for the day, hand in hand
>throw on a pair of boxers
>then put on a white tee shirt
>some charcoal black dickies socks
>a pair of tapered fit black S37 Levis
>belt
>slide on my black Rocky S2V combat boots
>outfit complete, I walk over to my nightstand
>pick up my phone, wallet, keys, victorinox super tinker, silver zippo lighter (no I don’t smoke, I just keep it on me, it’s useful), and chrome Cross Classic Century ballpoint
>everything now tucked away in my pockets, or clipped to my belt loop, I look over at Kate
>she’s wearing a light green tank top, the same silkies, and high top chuck taylors with some calf high black socks
>she gives me a cute little spin
>I chuckle while scooping up the rucksack and 3 day bag
>her following, I walk down the hallway to the front door
>I open it up, she goes out first, hop-skipping down the walkway to my truck, set one of the bags down and lock the door
>she opens up the camper shell for me, I toss the backpack into the back
>we get in, she folds up the center console, and snuggles up next to me
>she really likes cuddling if you haven’t noticed
>fine by me, I don’t mind, it makes her happy.
>talk about nothing in particular on the ride over to Walmart to pick up a 12 pack of water
>get the water, throw it into the back of the truck, next to my bag
>it’s not Nestle by the way, fuck Nestle.
>we get back into the truck
>she snuggles back up next to me, same way basically
>she puts my right arm around her, and conks out for most of the hour and a half ride, but not before removing her tank top
>it’s uneventful as hell, just boring ass rural Kansas roads.
>I have to wake her up when we get there, it’s about 1:30 at that point
>she untangles herself from me as I bring my right arm up and over her head to slide the truck into park
>she gets out, grabs the 3 day bag, I put on the rucksack, and grab the case of water
>walk the 300 or so feet to a small clearing near the edge of the water
>plop the rucksack down, open it up
>set the tent up, doesn’t take long
>it’s about 50 feet from the water
>Kate starts unpacking stuff out of the rucksack, firstly she unrolls the sleeping mats, lays them down onto the floor of the tent
>then the sleeping bags, which serve no purpose other than to add more cushion on top of the sleeping mats.
>then Kate throws me the two rolled wool blankets
>just kinda unroll them and toss them in
>nice
>with that all out of the way, we sit for a minute and just admire the beauty of the lake
>listening to nature
>2pm by this point, I propose a walk around the place
>she’s never been here before
>she agrees
>we walk around for a bit, see the sights, eventually end up on the other end of the property
>this happens to be where Colossus, the massive black Belgian horse is, the horse I learned to ride on 2 years prior
>ask if she wants a ride
>she inquires as to the saddle situation
>inform her that we need no such thing, I learned to ride bareback
>”alright” she says, positively beaming
>I help her up, then hop on myself, just behind her
>bitless reins in hand, we trot off, clop-clopping away down the secluded dirt road
>make small talk for a few minutes while she sits in front of me, my right hand gripping the reins and both of her hands on my left
>after a 20 minutes or of riding, I circle around and start back towards the barn, again, it’s just then that my uncle drives up, I wave, he waves back with a smile
>put up Colossus, he’s happy
>we’re all happy
>we walk back to the tent, hand in hand
>it’s 5pm at this point
>the sun is setting across the water
>we get back to the tent
>I take off my shirt and boots
>she takes off her tank top and shoes
>the thought of food crosses my mind
>I pull 2 MRE’s out of the rucksack, as well as 3 bottles of water from the case
>don’t remember what menu item we got, doesn’t really matter, we sit and eat together, holding each other and watching the sunset across the water
>fucking beautyful
>it eventually sets completely, leaving just an orange haze on the horizon
>I lean forward, and zip up the tent flap, leaving just the clear plastic “window” to look through
>take a walmart bag out of the rucksack, take all the trash, put it inside, tie a knot in the loops, ad put it back inside the rucksack
>we lay back, still holding each other
>gaze up at the ceiling of the tent together
>she makes the first move
>climbs on top of me, straddling me, crotch sitting on my thighs
>I sit up, and pin her down with a left hand to her sternum
>I grab her shorts and panties at the top of the crotch with my right, and rip them down, keeping her firmly in place with my left
>get them completely off her legs, and toss them in the corner
>her right hand goes up to my left shoulder, ready to squeeze, a silent understanding
>I spread her legs apart
>pause for maybe 3 seconds, what feels like an eternity to her
>I give her clit the smallest most teeny tiny lick with my tounge
>then I blow on it
>she tenses up and lets out an “auuhghgh” type sound
>hahahah
>(seriously, try it some time, it drives her fucking insane)
>after a little giggle from me, I dive in
>lick or two here, lick or two there
>she tasted amazing
>a tiny bit sweet, kind of like maple syrup
>got to hear everything
>from the gasp she gave when my tongue first touched, to the deep breaths she was taking every time I licked certain spots.
>with every flick of my tongue she gave a tiny-tiny shudder
>the exact reaction you should be looking for
>two minutes maybe
>she squiggled, squirmed and wiggled
>shifted hips back and forth, wrapped toes around my back and dug in with each consecutive orgasm
>pulled me in with her legs, the crooks of her knees hooking my neck closer.
>I started tonguing her clit, and she instantly started squeezing me harder
>thighs, hands, everything working to press my mouth closer
>she tensed up again
>very hard this time, bigger than the prior two or three
>a long, drawn out sigh emanates from her mouth
>an “auughhohhh” type of sound
>thighs tightened up, toes and feet wrapped around my neck and pulled me in
>I sit there for a second, breathing in and out
>then i start up again
>which is followed by a squeeze on my shoulder
>I draw myself away from her, and look at her
>a soft ”s-stop-sensitive” escapes her lips
>I nod my head
>slide up right next to her, pull the grey wool blanket from it’s heap in the corner and over us
>she squeezes me tight
>I do the same
>we hold each other in an embrace for a while
>eventually we slip into a more comfortable position and go to sleep
>wake up around 9am, we went to bed early so that’s to be expected
>first, as always
>we’re still holding each other, face to face
>her long ass hair is in my mouth though
>for fucks sake
>start trying to get it out of my mouth
>while doing so, I try not to wake her up
>key word: try
>she wakes up anyways
>whatever
>say “good morning”
>get a groan in return
>hahaha
>so damn cute
>say into her “want some breakfast?”
>get a “Mhmm” and a nod of the head
>alright
>I reach over and dig out another two MREs
>get 3 bottles of water from the case
>reach over to my jeans and get my swiss army knife out
>slice the bag open
>chilimac, FUCK YEAH
>open the other
>spaghetti with beef in sauce
>make both of them
>love me some coffee instant type II
>I give her a pick between the two
>she chooses spaghetti
>you have no idea what you’re missing out on, but okay
>after we both brush our teeth with a bottle of water, we chow down
>pretty good for pre packed food not going to lie
>after eating, I pull another empty walmart bag out of a pocket on the rucksack
>place all the trash into it
>tie a knot in it and place it back into the rucksack, on top of the other one
>we sit and cuddle for a while afterwards
>pull out my ThinkPad W540 and watch a movie together (in fact I’m typing this story on that exact same laptop right now)
>we’re ready to leave around 10:45
>we peel ourselves apart, I switch out my jeans, boxers, and socks
>we get dressed again, stow away our dirty clothes
>she’s on sleeping stuff duty, I’m on tent duty
>she has all of the sleeping bags, mats, and blankets rolled up and neatly packed away in record time
>I have the tent down in an orderly fashion
>only have to stop and repack it twice so it fits back into its original bag
>for fucks sake
>eventually, through thick and thin we’re ready to leave
>we carry all of the shit back to the truck, toss it back into the back under the camper shell
>I get into the driver’s seat, she sits back in her original place and snuggles up against me again
>concks out again for a while
>that woman can sleep fucking anywhere, any time
>I drive back
>yet again uneventful
>I munch on the last MRE while driving, it’s okay I guess.
>she wasn’t topless this time though, I’m sure the other drivers appreciated the notion
>swear I saw a guy swerve as he went past on our way there
>actually, coming to think of it, that was the only time I can remember that she ever fell asleep not topless
>huh
>she wakes up as we arrive back, or maybe she doesn’t, she might’ve been awake the entire time, I couldn’t see her eyes exactly.
>helps me unload the two bags
>I put the last 6 bottles of water in the rucksack, ditch the cardboard and plastic of the case of water
>we unpack everything, put things back into their places
>we snuggle back onto the couch, she’s yet again topless
>I dunno what to say, she just doesn’t like shirts?
>I don’t complain though
>we talk about it, when we’ll go back, how it was fun, etc.
>how we should’ve brought more people
>hmm
>maybe next time
>I sit and toy with her again
>teasing, tickling, etc.
>after a while, we decide to go out to Ihop
>fuck yeah, pankakes
>100000% better than MREs
>we go there, eat some fire pancakes, play footsie under the table and then go back
>after we get home, we cuddle for a bit, watch a movie, and then take another shower together
>fall asleep around 10pm
>she has to leave in the morning
>I wake up first, I try to give her a nice awakening but she grabs my hand and says “sore”
>:(
>aww
>whatever
>tell her “I’m making breakfast”
>get a “okay, I’ll be right down, I gotta use the bathroom” back
>go downstairs, make the same exact thing as yesterday, same procedure and everything
>sleeping beauty walks down the stairs, wearing nothing but her light blue panties
>she eats, goes back upstairs, I follow
>we get dressed like regular
>go back downstairs, and watch some TV on the couch while cuddling and talking
>then her ride arrives, she receives a text and two quick blipps of the horn from the car waiting outside
>she gathers her things, and heads to the door
>I stop her by her wrist
>pull her in for a kiss, must last 15 seconds at least
>and then an equally long hug
>she squeezes
>I squeeze harder
>then she leaves
That’s the end of this story, this is a sequel to the road trip one, the next story I post will be a prequel to this one, taking place between this one and the road trip story. Hope y’all liked reading it!
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