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This last weekend has been incredible. James and I have gone camping in the mountains. It’s a gorgeous area. Our camp is set up amongst the tall trees, there’s a small glen filled with wildflowers, buzzing bumble bees and errant butterflies of every color.

We’ve completely unplugged from the world. No phones, no alarms, no constant work questions. Just the oasis and each other. I spend the mornings waking up with the sun; taking my book and a blanket down to the glen. I listen to the wildlife wake up and start their daily tasks as I devour page after page of romantic nonsense.

As the sun begins its ascent above the horizon I settle back into camp and get breakfast going over the campfire. It’s our last day, so I prepare everything we have left: omelets with the works, bacon and French press coffee. Just as I’m plating each of our meals I hear him unzip and exit our tent.

It still baffles me how after all this time he can still be the center of my universe. We lock eyes and he smiles at me from across camp; my heart hammers against my chest, both in elation and carnal need. He chuckles as he pulls a shirt on over his nakedness; my hornyness has definitely been noted. *Darn*

He strides across the distance, and just as quickly I’m in his arms, his finger tilts my chin up and his lips are descending to mine. He kisses me with a fierce passion. I forget breakfast and immediately wrap myself around him, my hands in his hair and my body pressed snuggly against his. I can feel my nipples harden beneath the sheer fabric of my sundress, and based on his soft growl he can too.

“Thank you for breakfast, Babygirl.” He says as he sets me to rights on my feet. I hand him his plate and mug while I take mine over to our chairs. We settle together in content silence listening to nature around us.

Once we finish cleaning up, James takes my hand and asks if I’m up for an adventure. Without a second wondered I nod and take his outstretched hand. He leads me through the forest confidently; he’s been making small treks throughout the course of our stay, learning the land and clearing his mind. *Or so I wondered, what has he been planning?*

We go down the mountain for a bit till we come upon a clearing with a small waterfall fed lake. The water is crystal clear down the small grey pebbles below. The tranquility takes my breath away for a moment. I look up at James with adoration and he smiles that perfect crooked smile and slips off his shoes, shirt, and bottoms. I remove my dress up over my head and set our clothing items together. This slice of the world is so perfectly untouched, I know that no one will see or hear us for miles.

He leads me into the water and takes me into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist; as he sinks into me in one fluid stroke. I moan and tilt my head back, my hair dipping into the water and fanning behind me.

“So perfectly wet for me already, my pet.” He whispers reverently gently rocking in and out; every stroke is sweeter than the last. His hands move to grip my waist as he starts to pound into me harder. My moans become sharper as I feel myself quickly building towards climax. I bite my lip hard to take myself back from the brink; as I ask

“Sir, I’m so close already! May I please cum?”

“Not yet.” He whispers into my ear as he slows down his speed but not his force. Each thrust slaps into my willing pussy, but each withdrawal is painfully slow. He lowers his mouth to one of my breasts, he flicks his tongue around my nipple eliciting more whimpers.

“Please, Sir? I want to cum for you. Please” I beg as my legs start to shake holding back the onslaught of sensation that’s taken me to the edge repeatedly. I want nothing more than to jump off that ledge in his arms, blissfully but with his permission.

He picks up speed. I meet each of his thrusts; fireworks bursting behind my eyelids as I scrunch them closed. He kisses his way across both breasts, and up my neck before he whispers in my ear.

“You’re my perfect sextoy. I have a full day planned for you, my pet. Don’t forget who you belong to.” He grips me tighter and slams into my pussy with a new ferver. My moans become screams of ecstasy

“Yes, Sir. I am yours.”

“That’s my good girl. I want you to cum hard for me baby. Right now.”

I need no more instruction before I detonate around him. I shout and dig my nails into his shoulders as I squirt around his cock. I feel aftershocks running through my body; from my head to my toes. A few more thrusts and he’s following me over the ledge, gripping me tight and spilling his hot reward inside me.

“Thank you, Sir.”

NSFW: yes

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