He finally got the hint [MF] [M19, F22] [Creampie] [Tent]

The sun was out and the music was loud. David was just walking through the festival, taking it all in. He’d bought a ticket on a whim, figured it was a good way to see the town he’d be living in for college. Then he saw her. A girl with a sporty look, laughing with her friends. He recognized her from school. Abi. She was a few years older than him, 22 to his 19. She’d been a soccer girl. He remembered the combined fitness drills, how he was always at the back of the running pack, and how the soccer girls, including her, would just breeze past him. He looked away and kept walking.

Abi saw him too. It took a second. The big frame was familiar, but the face had filled out. He wasn’t the soft-looking kid from school anymore. He looked like he still spent a lot of time indoors, but he also looked solid. Rugby, probably. A small spark of recognition hit her. She smiled to herself.

Later, they crossed paths again. This time, Abi walked right up to him.

“David, right?” she asked.

“Yeah. Abi,” he replied. It was nice to see a familiar face.

They made some small talk. She asked what he was doing there. He said he was starting college here next year and wanted to check things out.

“See some familiar faces, it seems,” she said with a smile.

David just nodded and smiled. That was nice. He glanced past her at a food stall selling loaded fries. Man, I’m hungry.

That night, David was sitting outside his tent, scrolling through his phone. He heard footsteps and looked up. It was Abi.

“Hey,” she said, a little shy. “Could you help me with something? My tent lantern went out.”

“Sure, no problem,” David said. He was a good-natured guy.

He followed her to her tent. It was one of those small two-person ones. She unzipped the flap and ducked inside. “Well, come on in,” her voice called out. “I’ve got no use for your light out there.”

He crawled in after her. The air inside smelled nice, like perfume and shampoo. It was a small space. He clicked on his phone’s flashlight and she started rummaging around. She was constantly moving past him, bumping into him, her body brushing against his.

“Could you, uh, rather than sitting in my way, just lie down?” she asked. “Then I can reach all my stuff.”

That seemed logical. The tent was tiny. He stretched out on his back, holding the light up. “You finding everything okay over there?” he asked, trying to be helpful.

“Yeah, just a lot of stuff,” she said, her voice muffled by a sleeping bag.

She kept reaching for things right over his body. Her chest would hover over his face, her shirt hanging loose. He could see the soft curves of her tits. Then she’d turn around. Her ass, right there next to his face. Covered only by these thin little shorts. It looked round and firm. Wow. The fabric hugged her perfectly. He lay there, basically being a human lamp post, completely confused. Surely she can’t be interested, he thought. Girls have never been interested in me. I don’t want to overstep.

After a few minutes of this, she stopped. How can he not see this? she thought, frustrated. She’d basically put her tits and ass in his face multiple times and he just lay there like a piece of furniture. “Okay, I think I found it,” she said, giving up for now. “Thanks so much for your help, David.” She leaned down and gave him a big hug, pressing her body right against his. She could feel his cock, half-hard in his shorts, pressing into her stomach. Someone downstairs was definitely picking up the signals, even if he wasn’t.

She pulled back, smiling. “Can I get your number? In case I need another favor.”

“Uh, yeah, sure,” he said, and rattled it off.

She pulled out her phone and saved it. Oh, David thought. She had a flashlight on her phone the whole time. He just figured she was a bit forgetful. He left the tent, trying to discreetly adjust himself. As he walked away, he hoped she hadn’t noticed his erection too much. Abi watched him go and shook her head, letting out a small, disbelieving laugh. What a ditz, she thought. Or maybe he’s just that oblivious.

The next day, David was wandering the festival grounds again. The sun felt good. He saw Abi and they chatted for a bit. It was nice. Now that he was actually looking, he could see how fit she was. All that soccer had really paid off.

Later that night, David was zipped up in his tent, ready to sleep. He heard a voice outside. “David?”

He unzipped the door. Abi was standing there in a t-shirt and shorts, holding a blanket and a pillow. She looked cold.

“Hey,” she said. “Something happened. Someone stepped on my tent and broke the poles. Punctured my air mattress. Can I crash with you tonight?”

“Uh, yeah, of course,” David said immediately. “Sure. But my tent is small.”

“That’s okay,” she said.

“You can have my mattress,” he offered. “I’m used to sleeping on the floor. Rugby trips and all that.”

Abi crawled into the tent. As she knelt to arrange her things, David saw her nipples, hard and poking against the thin fabric of her shirt. No bra. He scooted over to give her space, his heart beating a little faster.

She laid down on the air mattress and then patted the spot next to her. “Come on,” she said. “Join me. I can’t just barge in here and take your whole bed.”

He hesitated, then lay down beside her. She turned to face him, their faces inches apart. He could feel her warm breath on his cheek. She smelled so good. She put a hand on his arm. Her touch was incredibly soft.

This can’t be happening, he thought. She can’t be interested.

Then Abi turned over, her back to him, and pulled his arm over her, spooning him. His cock settled right into the crease of her ass. It felt incredible. David panicked. She was being nice, her tent was broken, and here he was being pervy. He kept perfectly still, trying to will his erection away, not wanting to bother her.

Abi lay there, waiting. And waiting. Nothing. She could feel him, hard and ready, but he just lay there like a statue. Finally, she’d had enough.

She sat up, turning to face him in the dim light. “David, did you get one too many knocks to the head during rugby, or are you just not into me?” she asked, her voice blunt and direct. “Because I can’t imagine you being this dense and not picking up any of my signals.” With that, she reached over and ripped the blanket off of him. His cock was fully erect now, making an obvious tent in his underwear. “And by the looks of it,” she said, staring right at it, “it might just have been the former.”

She kissed him. She crushed her mouth against his, her tongue pushing past his lips. Her hand reached down and slid inside his underwear, wrapping around his cock. It felt hot and hard in her palm. She started to stroke it, slowly. David froze for a second. A girl was kissing him. A really hot girl. And she was jerking him off. He kissed her back, a little awkwardly at first, then with more confidence. Oh. Right. His hands. He touched her breast over her shirt. It felt soft and full. His other hand slid down to her ass. It was firm and toned.

She broke the kiss. “David, we both know where this is heading, so stop being shy,” she whispered.

That was all the permission he needed. He slid his hand under her shirt and grabbed a handful of boob. A nice, perky C cup. At the same time, he got a good grip on her perfect, toned ass with his other hand.

Fucking finally, Abi thought.

She pulled away again and sat up. In one smooth motion, she pulled her shirt over her head. Her tits were bare. They were amazing. Perfectly round with hard, pink nipples.

Damn, they look as nice as they felt, David thought, but he didn’t have long to admire them. She leaned down and hooked her fingers into the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down. His cock sprang free.

“Uhh, it’s, uhh, not fair if only one of us is completely naked,” David stammered.

Abi smiled. She wiggled her hips from side to side. “If you want to see me naked, you’re going to have to do this yourself.”

David pushed her, gently but firmly, onto her back on the air mattress. Years of rugby had taught him exactly how to move people around, and it showed. She went down easy. That went way too easy, Abi thought, impressed. He fumbled with her shorts for a second, his hands shaking a little, before he pulled them off.

She lay there, completely naked, her knees slightly bent. David knelt between her legs, just looking at her. He saw her face, which he’d thought was just okay before, and now found incredibly attractive. He saw her perky tits and her flat stomach. He saw her round ass and the smooth, shaved lips of her pussy between her legs. It looked perfect. Abi looked at him too. He wasn’t a bodybuilder, but you could see the muscle on his frame. And his cock. His hard cock was pointing slightly up, ready.

He leaned forward and kissed her, feeling her soft skin against his chest. His cock pressed against her stomach. He grabbed her ass again, and she ground her hips against him, a dry hump that drove him wild.

Abi reached down and took his cock. She guided it to her entrance. She was already wet and slick. She let the tip glide up and down her slit, brushing it over her clit. Her pussy clenched. She moved his cock back to her wet, waiting hole.

With a slow, determined push, David slid his cock inside her. I can’t believe this is happening. He started to pump his cock in and out of her, slowly at first. Abi felt his weight on her, the hand on her ass, his lips on her neck. She was being filled, pinned down. She loved it. She reached around and grabbed his back with both hands, pulling him deeper inside her. She bit her lip, trying not to moan too loud. They were in a tent. On a campsite. People were sleeping all around them.

Suddenly, David pulled out. He lay down on his back and, in one smooth motion, pulled her on top of him, into a cowgirl position. He grabbed her hips as she started to grind on his cock. She reached down with one hand and started playing with her clit, using the other to squeeze her own tit. Her movements got more and more frantic. David felt her pussy start to tighten and convulse around his cock.

She’s gonna cum. Fuck yeah.

Abi came. The feeling of his hard dick inside her, mixed with the pressure on her clit, sent her over the edge. She clamped a hand over her mouth, stifling the moan that wanted to escape. She fell forward, her head against his chest, grinding out the last waves of her orgasm against him. Her breath came out in ragged gasps. “I needed this,” she whispered into his chest.

Just as she was about to pull off, David put his hands on her hips and pulled her up, bringing her pussy right to his face. He started licking her. He tasted her juices, salty and sweet. This is so fucking hot. He could smell her, feel her, and now taste her. Abi bit down on her knuckle, trying to stay quiet as his tongue worked her clit.

Abi pulled away from his face and looked down at him. Her breath came out in a rush. “Move. I am going to lie down and you’re going to fuck me.”

David didn’t need to be told twice. He scrambled aside as she flipped over onto her stomach, then up onto her hands and knees. He saw her round ass and the smooth, shaved lips of her pussy between her legs, wet and glistening. He knelt behind her and put his cock against her entrance again. He pushed in, slow and deep. He leaned forward, putting one arm around her waist and his other hand wrapped around her throat.

He is absolutely in control now. Her pussy clenched again.

David started to fuck her. He pulled his hips back and then slammed them forward, his body slapping against her ass with every thrust. He was going as deep as he could. He was in control, and he was fucking loving it. Abi slid a hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit again. She buried her face in the pillow, muffling the sounds she couldn’t hold back. She was getting close, and she could feel him getting close too. His thrusts became more erratic, more primal.

“Don’t you dare,” she gasped into the pillow. “Don’t you fucking dare to cum before I do.”

“Says who,” David grunted, pulling her back against him even harder. He was in charge now, not her. How did I end up like this? Balls deep in this hot chick I knew from school, about to cum, and telling her I’m in control.

His words hit her. The shift from the quiet, friendly David to this man who was manhandling her and calling the shots was an unbelievable turn-on. She bucked her hips back against him, taking him even deeper. Her pussy started to spasm around his cock as she came for the second time. She bit down hard on the pillow, her whole body shaking.

David felt her orgasm, and it pushed him right to the edge. “Abi, I’m gonna…” he started.

She didn’t need him to finish. Not yet, anyway. Abi pushed her ass back against him as hard as she could, trying to pull him even deeper with her free hand. That was it. David buried his face in her shoulder, groaning as he unleashed spurt after spurt of hot cum deep inside her.

After they both came down, they stayed like that for a moment, their bodies pressed together, David still inside her. They rolled to the side, spooning. “Abi, is your tent really…” David started to ask.

“I’m still not eliminating the head knocks, David…” she cut him off, a tired laugh in her voice.

They fell asleep like that, in an embrace.

The next morning, David woke up first. Abi was still sleeping, nestled against him. He replayed the last two nights in his head. Yeah. Maybe it is the head knocks.

Abi slowly stirred, yawning. She looked up at him. “David, next time a girl asks for help, barely dressed, late at night, in her tent,” she said, “just get the hint.”

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