Chapter 5
CHAPTER
FIVE
We follow AJ, who leads us down a newer path, but I can still make out the Blackwater River alongside us.
He and his friends are just a little north of where our campsite is, about half a mile away.
Calling our setup a campsite is generous, considering it’s only our Ford truck with a Sportz tent in the truck bed and a full-size blow-up mattress in it.
Ryan and AJ are just making small talk about fishing, the weather this upcoming week, and their knowledge of the park.
I zone out, feeling tremendously bored with the conversation while I try to keep up behind them.
Instead, I decide to examine AJ’s mannerisms. He comes off as ordinary and good-natured, but something seems off, like he’s overly friendly.
Skepticism of people’s intentions has just been ingrained in me, likely due to being cheated on by my first boyfriend in high school.
Perhaps after meeting his friends, my suspicions will disappear.
The trees clear into a circular area, and my eyes center on a large RV where the steering wheel is inside and not hooked up to a truck.
My eyes catch an orange glow, and I notice a bonfire burning in the middle of their area, and I watch as two women wearing sheer pants and bikini tops grind their hips in sync.
One of them has a brown bob, and the other has long, black, wavy hair.
Both are stunning, even with drops of sweat layering their skin.
AJ throws his hands up and cheerfully exclaims, “Hey, baby, come over here!”
The woman with the wavy black hair stops dancing and squeals in excitement, jogging over to him and hopping into his arms, wrapping her legs around his torso and locking her lips with his.
Paying no attention to us, she doesn’t stop as she tightens her hold on his neck and goes about aggressively making out with him.
Finally, he relents and carries her over to a nearby chair.
Her legs widen, and their pelvises connect as she kisses him across his face and neck, which is the only part of him exposed, thankfully.
The woman left standing by the bonfire dabs at the dampness on her face, giving us a quick once-over, as if she’s just now registering new people.
With a welcoming smile, she says breathlessly, “Hey, I’m Cora.
” She nods her head to where Georgia is straddling AJ.
“That’s Georgia on top of AJ,” she adds, reaching for the bottle of vodka and taking a sip.
Then, she points the bottle to the other side of the bonfire, slurring her words as she says, “And that’s Jared, my boyfriend.
” A man lounges in a camping chair with a backwards baseball hat, and he lifts his bottle of beer, nodding his head.
Ryan spouts off. “I’m Ryan, and this is my girlfriend, Marley.”
Jared raises his voice so we can hear him. “Nice to meet you guys. We thought we were the only ones out here.”
“Hope you like vodka,” Cora says, shoving cups into our hands.
“Only if it’s Tito’s.” I mischievously wink at her.
Cora slings her arm over my shoulders. “We just became best friends.”
“At least for tonight.” I grin at her as I take a big sip from my cup.
It’s mixed with club soda, my drink of choice when we go out.
Ryan finds another camping chair and drags it over to where Jared is sitting. As I watch him, I clearly see the Gator sweatshirt Jared is wearing.
All of them are young enough to be in college, and that is most likely where they go, the University of Florida.
A look of amusement crosses my face as I take another swig of my drink. Ryan and I went to Florida State University, and they are massive rivals. This past college football season, FSU had an incredible year. There is no doubt in my mind that is what Ryan is speaking about.
At that thought, parts of Ryan’s conversation reach my ears, quickly confirming my thoughts. Yep, not interested.
The music is still playing loudly, and another song starts. I think it’s David Guetta’s new release.
Shifting my focus back to Cora, I lean in close to her ear and ask, “Did you make this?” I point to the cup.
“Yes, I did!” she responds, nodding her head enthusiastically. “How do you like it?”
Chugging the rest of it down, I ask her, “Can you make me another one?” I shake my cup.
Giggling as she hiccups, she says, “You must have really enjoyed it.”
Snatching my cup, she rushes over to the side of the RV.
Sitting down in one of the chairs, I stare at the fire, lost in the colors blazing, until I catch a glimpse of Georgia and AJ, who haven’t moved.
Georgia’s bikini top is off, and AJ has his face placed between her breasts, crushing them together as he drags his head back, biting her nipples and drawing them out as far as they will go.
AJ catches me leering at them, and he smirks as he fiercely takes hold of one of her nipples with his teeth, and she lets out a staggered gasp.
Crossing my legs firmly as a dull ache pulses between my legs, I avert my eyes. Cora pops up beside me. “Here you go! I made yours with an extra shot this time.”
She is already gulping hers down. Tracing the fire’s dance, my body suddenly tingles, and I begin to sway as if I were the flames themselves.
“Yes! Jared, I found another dance partner!” Cora squeals with excitement. Jared stops mid-conversation with Ryan and acknowledges her with a wide smile, showing off two dimples.
Cora grabs my hand and pulls me over to where they were dancing before. She positions herself behind me and delicately brushes her fingers up and down my hips, moving with the music while guiding me.
Craving for her to touch me more, I lean back into her fully so I can feel her breasts on my back.
I suddenly feel hot in my flannel, and I have an overwhelming need to be closer to her, so I take it off with my breasts on full display now.
She runs her hand through my hair and tucks some of it back behind my ear, gliding her fingers with more force down my neck over my chest and lingering on one of my breasts as she kneads it, then the other.
Moans slip out of my mouth; my body is buzzing as every sensation is heightened. Georgia appears in front of me and has joined us, still with only her pants on, as her breasts jiggle.
She starts dancing with us. Georgia is shorter than me and has to be around 5’2”, and Cora, on the other hand, is my height.
Georgia whispers in my ear, “Why don’t we remove these pants?”
I profusely shake my head yes, remembering I don’t have panties on, either. Georgia grabs my pants with both of her hands and takes them off of me. I moan when her fingers touch my legs. “Let us make you feel good,” she rasps.
She extends her mouth to mine and swirls her tongue around mine for a minute.
Georgia peeks over my shoulder, locking eyes with AJ, and I turn my head around and see that he has his hand on his dick over his jeans.
Remembering Ryan sitting in front of me, my eyes find him, realizing that he and Jared have stopped talking and are quietly taking in the scene before them.
Ryan’s eyes are cloudy with desire and heat, which encourages me to continue. Lifting my chest a little, my nipples harden at Cora’s touch. She’s flicking her fingers over my nipples now, sucking on my neck and shoulders, biting them as she goes.
Georgia kneels down and puts her tongue between my legs, lapping up my glistening pussy.
Electricity dances under my skin, and it feels like I’m on cloud nine and could come right now. My clit is pulsating, aching unbearably to be touched.
Cora reaches my ears and uses the tip of her tongue over the lobes, drawing each one into her hot mouth. Georgia uses two of her fingers and moves them back and forth over my pussy, connecting with my clit each time.
One finger dips inside me, and she brings her thumb to sweep my clit back and forth. I’m a moaning mess.
“Greedy girl,” Cora whispers in my ear, giggling.
I beg, lost in the euphoria of it, “Please don’t stop.”
My head is resting on Cora’s shoulder, and I thrust my hips forward, fucking Georgia’s finger. Lazily, I look up at Ryan. He has his cock out and is jerking off at the sight of us.
“Do you want to come all over my fingers, Mar?” Georgia taunts.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I pant, willing her to just keep touching me. It feels so unbelievably good.
Georgia shimmies out of her pants and starts grinding her pussy on my leg with her lips locked on mine.
Cora turns me around and bends me over. Georgia spreads my legs and starts eating my already-wet pussy with come dripping down my leg. Cora lifts her leg and puts it on a random bucket, guiding my head to her pussy and says, “Lap me up until I come all over that beautiful face.”
I open her pussy lips with my fingers, granting me better access to her clit, as I start tracing the tip of my tongue over it, her moaning spurring me on. Georgia, at the same time, is tongue fucking my pussy while using her fingers.
My body shakes, knowing what is about to happen.
Georgia rears back and yells, “Hey, new guy, come over here and come all over your girlfriend's face!”
Right then, I combust, screaming out and squirting all over my legs and Georgia’s tongue.
My shoulders are shoved down, and I’m forced to my knees, and without warning, Ryan covers my face in his cum.
“Fuck, babe, that was so hot,” he growls.
I open my eyes, my body still shaking. Taking some of the ropes of cum on my face and on my fingers, I lick them clean.
Not caring about my clothes, I look around and see Georgia on all fours while AJ fucks her, and Cora is riding Jared on the chair.
“What has gotten into you?” Ryan whispers to me.
“I just feel so good all over, like sparks racing through my whole body,” I respond, biting my lower lip.
Ryan stares wide-eyed at me, and he grabs my jaw, pulling my face closer to his.
“Your pupils are blown; did you take any drugs?”
I giggle at him. “Of course not.”
“Then they drugged your drink,” he murmurs in my ear.
My eyes go wide, and I sober up a little at the thought.
“It must be E; don’t worry, you’ll sleep it off.” Ryan shrugs casually.
Moans erupt around us, getting louder.
Ryan hands me my clothes. “Maybe put your bra and panties back on.” He winks at me.
I smirk back at him. “Or not.”
That’s when I see it. The RV just rocked back and forth.