“Nice one.” Scout said.
Mary had dedicated the rest of the afternoon to ‘making camp.’ This meant filling plastic water bottles from a nearby stream and dropping purifying tablets in to them, starting a campfire and an awful lot of chattering. Scout and Easton remained on the outskirts of the camp, sneaking the odd cigarette and making fun of everyone else.
At around nine pm Mary instructed everyone to get in to their tents. They would be allowed, she said, to keep lights on for another hour. After that, she would be coming around to check any tents that still had lights on.
“Are you serious?” Easton huffed. “Fucking nine o’clock? What are we, ten?” Scout shrugged.
“Whatever,” she said, “at least we don’t have to listen to anymore campfire songs or lame attempts at scary stories.” As Scout spoke, a look of mischief crossed Easton’s face and finally he grinned widely.
“I’ve got an idea.” He said.
“What?” Scout answered as she stood up, brushing the dirt from her ass.
“Wait and see, but I guarantee it’ll really freak Mary out.” Scout grinned.
“Sounds like the perfect kind of plan then.”
Chapter 3
Scout lay on her back on top of her sleeping bag, reading her book. She found something quite peaceful in listening to the crickets outside and relaxing with an erotic romance book. Just as she turned the page, she heard footsteps outside her tent. Seconds later the front flap unzipped and Easton slipped in to her tent.
“Hey.” He said quietly.
“Hey, what’s up?” Scout didn’t bother sitting up, rather she waited for Easton to sit down.
“Mary’s starting to make rounds to all the tents with lights still on. I turned mine off, but I have a plan.” Scout frowned.
“And are you going to tell me what the plan is?” She asked. Easton held up his finger to shush her as he listened.
“Just follow my lead.” He whispered. Scout set her book down beside her and listened to the silence.
Scout and Easton listened to the silence for what felt like forever and then there was the swooshing of footsteps through the grass. Before Scout knew what was happening, Easton was lying on top of her. She looked up at him, wide-eyed. He pressed his finger against her lips as he listened for the footsteps getting closer. When finally he heard them outside the tent, he began to make muffled moans. Looking down at Scout he silently urged her to do the same.
“Mmm! Ohhhh!” She murmured. Easton followed suit.
“Oh God, yes!” His eyes sparkled as he grinned down at her.
“Scout?!” Mary’s voice came from outside the tent flap. Scout didn’t answer.
“Oooooh!” She moaned again. Now Easton began to thrust, dry humping her and really getting in to the part.
“Oh fuck!” He said, a little louder. As he rocked on top of Scout she could feel his cock getting harder and her heart began to race.
“Scout?!” Mary’s voice came again. Again Scout pretended not to hear. Then, seconds later the flap to the tent opened and there was a loud gasp. “Oh!” Mary said. For some reason she stood there frozen, watching Easton grinding on top of Scout.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Easton said, trying not to laugh. Scout bit down on her bottom lip.
“Mmm!” She moaned as she rocked with his body.
“Oh my God…” Mary said, turning around and fleeing the tent just as quickly as she could.
Easton grinned down at Scout, his eyebrows raised with amusement.
“Can you imagine what she is thinking right now?” He whispered. Scout smiled up at him.
“I’m more interested in what you’re thinking right now.” Scout said. Easton frowned.
“What do you mean?” He asked.
“I mean you have a huge boner.” Easton sat back and looked down.
“Oh…yeah, well I did just spend the last few minutes grinding my cock against you.” He smirked, no trace of embarrassment at all. Scout looked up in to his blue eyes as he straddled her. Then, without a word, she reached in front of her and unbuttoned his pants. Easton watched her in anticipation as she slowly slid down his zipper. When her warm hand finally slipped in to his boxers and pulled out his fat cock, he could hardly breathe. “What are you doing?” He said, his breath catching in his throat.
“Shh…” Scout whispered. As she ran her tongue over her plump pink lips, Easton knew just what it was that she wanted. He crawled up her body until he was straddling her just under her armpits. Scout smiled and parted her lips. As she did, Easton took his cock in his hand and gently rubbed it against her bottom lip. At first he barely touched her, afraid that what they were doing was wrong. The second time, Scout dared to stick out her tongue and gently she touched the tip of his cock.