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Danielle was sitting at her lunch table surrounded by her cabin of summer camp campers. She had just finished her first year at university and was working at a summer camp for a little bit of extra cash. It was her fifth week as a camp counselor and she was beginning to get very lonely. Sure she had a great working relationship with her co-counselor, but Tara was a girl, and Danielle was looking for something a bit more filling if you catch the drift. Danielle had a small vibrator hidden away in a pair of socks in her cabin, in case she really needed to rub one out, but it did not even compare to sex. Primal, sweaty, hot sex, with her best friend (hopefully soon to be more) and current fuck buddy Tyler. They had met each other in a most boring lecture this past year, and had gotten to know each other well while they were supposed to be studying.Danielle was a petite girl. She was only five foot two inches tall and she weighed about 115 pounds. She was fairly muscular from many years of dancing, but had a soft round ass that she liked to show off by wearing short shorts. Tyler on the other hand had a gangly look to him, but he was in fact very muscular. His abs were especially well-sculpted, making him especially desirable to the ladies.As Danielle sat at her table daydreaming about what she would do with her vibrator during her period off after lunch she heard the door to the cafeteria open, but thought nothing of it.“Hello ladies,” said a very familiar voice, the sound of which made Danielle look up from her plate and across the table to the other side of it.Standing there was none other than Tyler flashing one of eryaman escort his famously charming grins. Danielle dropped her fork with a clatter and ran around the edge of the table before jumping into his arms to give him a hug. She stood on her tiptoes and was enveloped in his strong grasp as he hugged her back. She closed her eyes with her head against his chest and took in his scent.Danielle backed up just enough to see his face, but without removing her hands from his shoulders. She locked eyes with him and smiled.“Why are you here?” she asked himWith a sly twinkle in his eye he responded in a whisper only loud enough for Danielle to hear, “To fuck you.”Tyler grabbed Danielle’s hand, saluted to her co-counselor at the other end of the table and walked out of the dining hall. Once outside he scooped Danielle into his arms and carried her to the vacant staff lounge where he laid her out on one of the couches and lay on top of her.She was breathing heavily from the excitement and let out a low moan when he kissed her lips ever so lightly.“Hmm, someone’s excited,” said Tyler as his lips migrated down her neck.He kissed and nibbled at her neck until he came to the collar of the shirt that she was wearing. He slipped one of his hands under the bottom of her shirt and ran it up her skin to fondle her bra-covered breasts. Danielle felt heat rushing through her body, and she began to feel a familiar pulsating in her crotch. She arched her back up at him in encouragement.With that move Tyler began to pull Danielle’s shirt over her head. He removed it in one swift sincan escort motion and then put his fingers on Danielle’s back where her bra clasped. He fumbled with it for a few seconds, making Danielle laugh, before managing to unhook her bra. Once he got it undone though, he pulled off her bra and threw it onto the floor into the growing pile of clothing. Tyler attached his lips to Danielle’s nipples using his free hand to fondle and flick the other one before switching the roles of his mouth and his hands. Danielle threw her head back onto the couch and murmured indiscernible things to the heavens. She was finally getting the attention her body so desperately craved.For a moment Danielle lay there, reveling in the attention, but then she opened her eyes and let her fingers find the hem of Tyler’s t-shirt. She began to pull up on it with the intention that she would remove his clothing. She wanted to even the playing field a bit. Tyler, realizing what he was doing, released himself from Danielle’s blushing chest and held himself up on his knees while he pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned abs. Danielle watched him undressing and let her fingers drift down to her breasts and stomach. She hadn’t had an orgasm in over a week and was extremely horny because of it. Tyler watched her for a moment as her hands explored her upper body before placing his naked torso back on hers and kissing her once more. His lips met hers lightly and his tongue playfully parted her lips. He sucked on her bottom lip and then her top lip sensually.Danielle moaned again, only etlik escort this time it was more of a growl from deep in the back of her throat. She spread her legs, still clothed in their jean shorts, underneath him feeling the hard fabric pushing against her moistening pussy. She her hips up to meet his, grinding slowly in a rhythmn against his hard body.Tyler felt this happening under him and stopped kissing her for a moment. He looked at her and smirked, with an evil glint in his eye.“I know you want it,” he said slowly, grinding his hips back into hers sending waves of pleasure through her body. Danielle was beginning to feel a familiar tightening in her stomach. “But I want to make you BEG for it,” he said thrusting into her clothed pussy.After a few moments of this tribbing motion Tyler backed his hips away from Danielle’s. She protested and pushed her hips up to reinitiate the connection, but Tyler denied her this and placed his hands on her ribs before moving them down the sides of her body and stopping at her shorts.“I think it’s about time these came off,” he whispered as he began to undo her fly. He tugged Danielle’s shorts off her body, once again adding them to the floor, which was quickly becoming a clothes graveyard.“Nice tan lines,” he said sarcastically, smiling at Danielle.Oh shit! Danielle thought. She had forgotten about her awful tan lines, the poor outcome of a summer camp counselor. It was apparent that she had been sitting outside in the sun in her shorts for a bit too long. Danielle covered her face with her hands, mortified at how funny her legs must look to him. She curled herself into a little ball with her face pressed into her hands, which were pressed into the side of the couch. Anything to get away from Tyler’s teasing eyes.“No, now don’t do that,” Danielle heard him whisper into her ear.He took her hands and kissed them before holding her by her wrists above her head.“Don’t be embarrassed,” he said smiling.
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