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Trigger warning: non-consent, voyeurism

Author’s note: All events in this story are purely fictional. I do not support voyeurism in any way.

I have never been a big fan of outdoor camping. It’s a dirty, sweaty and stinky affair, usually with dozens of people trying to pretend that they’re Tarzan. Worst of all are the insects; tiny, grotesque creepy-crawlies that get into every crack and crevice of your clothing and try to eat you alive.

This year’s camp was no exception. It was a college event, a class trip to a secluded forest in the middle of nowhere aiming to ‘destress’ a bunch of overworked school students. The teachers, the miserly old farts, hadn’t even bothered to book a proper hotel. Instead, they’d provided us with nothing more than paper thin tents to prevent us from dying to exposure.

As a nineteen-year old, pure-bred city boy, I hated it.

The first day of camp was just as expected. Filled with dreary, tiring activities, it wiped away any semblance of fun. I quickly snuck out of the nighttime activities, and went for a walk by myself.

That was when the first interesting thing happened.

In the pin-drop silence of midnight, I heard an odd sound that had no place in this setting: it was a soft, high pitched sound, not unlike a person whimpering. Overcome with curiosity, I crept towards to source of the sound, and came upon a small clearing in the trees.

That was when I realised: it wasn’t a whimper, but a moan.

In the middle of the clearing was another student, Brittany. I had fantasized about her various times – but seeing her there, naked and spread-eagled, my imagination did her little justice.

She looked heavenly.

Brittany had this pale, white skin that was miraculously free of blemishes. It glowed in the moonlight, illuminated with a divine radiance that I had wondered could only be seen in a movie. Her smooth, sizeable breasts were splayed out across her naked figure, pink nipples firmly erect in the cold night air. With her legs spread far aside, her shaved pussy was bared for the world to see, glistening wet in her arousal.

With one hand she fingered herself, two fingers moving in and out of her pussy rapidly. Her breath, quick and rapid, was punctuated with soft moans every time she thrust back into herself. Already her fingers were coated in her pussy juices, her hips bucking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure flowed throughout her body.

With her other hand she gripped her breasts tightly, her thumb rubbing her nipples back and forth desperately.

“Ohh…” As I watched, her moans, previously soft, began to grow louder and more frequent. Her fingers grew frantic, thrusting deeper and deeper into her pussy. Her whole body shuddered and convulsed in pleasure. Then her back arched forwards suddenly, and she came, crying out in ecstasy.

I watched as she lay there for a moment, her body drenched in a silvery sheen of sweat. Then, slowly, she got up and reached for her clothes. I took that as a sign to leave, and discreetly crept back into my tent.

Lying there, only one wondered crossed my mind: this camp might just be fun after all!

NSFW: yes

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