The blue moon made me pleasure – 3

“Well, considering where they were going, I happen to know for a fact, they won’t be back here for at least another two hours or so. Plenty of time for me to show you a little appreciation for getting me back here.”

I hesitated for a moment, though my dick was already trying to convince me otherwise.

She spread her legs, her fingers already beginning to tease herself. “So, tell me this doesn’t look interesting to you?” she asked as she even more fully exposed herself, her hard precious clit suddenly winking at me. “And that you wouldn’t like sliding that hard stiff cock of yours inside here?” she further asked.

I stood up as much as I could, and began taking off my clothes.

**

With the injury to her ankle, I simply assumed the missionary position with her, though it was perhaps the most comfortable for either of us within the small confines of the tent. Her pussy felt like warm butter as I entered her, her full breasts mashed against my chest, though I leaned down in order to suck them teasing her hard extended nipples as I began thrusting in and out of her. She began humping back,

meeting each and every one of my driving lunges until we had reached a frenzied fucking that went well beyond anything I had ever experienced before. If her ankle hurt, the pleasure far surpassed any discomfort she might have felt, her soft wet, if not saturated pussy, now pounding upwards against me as I slammed into her over and over again there on her nice cozy little bed.

And we had basically simultaneously come together too. I had poured out my seed into her, as she in turn squirted against me. The feel of her sweet succulent cunt actually doing that, had somehow added to the intensity of the moment for us both. We lay quietly embraced, holding onto one another for quite some time.

“Maybe we’d better get dressed,” she suggested after a while. “My friends could be returning any time now.”

We quickly did so, and in doing so, it became obvious to me that her ankle wasn’t giving her nearly as much problems as it had been earlier.

“Guess it isn’t too badly sprained after all,” she said, though she still seemed to limp around on it a bit as we stepped outside the tent and stood there for a moment. She then sneezed, apologized, and sniffed the air. “A lot of pollen this time of year,” she informed me. “I have allergies,” she said and then sneezed again.

“Bless you.”

“Bless you too…for helping me get back here. But, maybe you’d better go now. I think my friends will be back soon, and I don’t want them asking too many questions, ya know? I’ll be fine,” she added. “And thank you again.”

I thanked her back, kissing her, and looked into her eyes again. There was just something about them that reminded me of something…of someone, though I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. She had light brown eyes, almost a golden color in fact, a bit unusual perhaps. So maybe that was it. But I soon after left, heading back the way I had come towards my parked van. It was by now getting late, and I’d have just enough light remaining to me in order to get back without having to walk around in the dark.

Which I now sort of wished I actually did have a few bells with me. Looking up, I saw a young couple and two kids heading up the trail towards me. I smiled, greeted them, and then spoke. “Excuse me, but thought I should let you know, your friend? Bernadette? She fell down on the hike down, might have sprained her ankle, but I helped her back to your camp. You might want to ensure she sees a doctor.”

They looked at one another and then back at me. “Sorry…we don’t know anyone by that name,” they told me.

“Oh, sorry. I just assumed that that camp back there was where you were staying.”

“It is,” they said again, now looking worried and confused and then picked up their pace as they quickly headed off. I stood there watching them go, now very confused myself at the strangeness of my encounter. Perhaps they had misunderstood me, or perhaps their friend hadn’t given me her real name, which was a possibility in the event she didn’t want me knowing who she really was. Either way, there wasn’t much I could do about it now, it was already starting to get dark and I needed to get back to my van, and then back to my campsite.