Camping with my Futa Bully Ch. 01-05 by Serca45,Serca45

“Ok girl it’s all ready for you!”

As I turn around I see she is holding the bong with her eyes closed.

“Alright get over here, let’s get this over with” She sounds so defeated.

I approach her as she scoots to the edge of the bed, she looks so sheepish and scared with her eyes closed, it’s pretty damn cute even though I’m still mad at her.

“Alright hold this…”

I take the real bong as I hand her the beer bong, she takes a phew deep breaths psyching herself up “Alright hit me!”

I hold the bong to her lips and torch the bowl, I stoke a good hit “Ok breath it all in or It doesn’t count!”

She takes it like a champ, I quickly switch her bongs again, she opens her mouth now waiting for the cock…

“Sorry Abbie that’s not wide enough… Besides I want you to open your eyes like I did, it’s only fair right?”

I get myself in position to jam it into her throat, I’m just waiting to see those pretty blue eyes… Abbie punches her leg in anger, her eyes shoot wide open and instantly lock onto the cock. I see fear in her eyes as she attempts to open her mouth wider to fit the head.

With a gentle yet firm force I jam it down into her mouth, unfortunately the head is so big it can’t go into her throat, it just fills her mouth forcing her tongue to try and find space. I unleash the torrent of beer as she closes her eyes again, her greedy mouth swallowing every drop.

Like she did to me I hold it down until the smoke comes out the top. She had pulled it out extremely slow but I can’t do that since it’s not in her throat, so I decide to do my own version of that.

I begin pushing down and twisting the cock back and fourth in her mouth, because it’s clear I can see her tongue being mashed by the cock head. She begins to wrestle the head like she’s trying to push it out. Then it happens… Her whole body shutters in ecstasy, the pink liquid must have finally soaked into her tongue. I watch the tent in her pants grow at an alarming rate as her tongue orgasms on her mom’s cock. Her moans echo through the pipe of the bong filling the room with lewd noise. This is all so fucking obscene I feel my own cock getting hard again as well.

After a few more seconds I finally pull it out, Abbie shimmies back on the bed frantically hitting her back against the baseboard as her eyes shoot open, I see the clear shock of what happened is still setting in for her.

I grin waiting for the rage to come, it’s her liquid so she obviously knows what it tastes like. Lucky for her she only got a little bit, I had it way worse. She will be mad for a while I’m sure, but hey, I didn’t do anything she didn’t do to me. I bite my lip as I wait for her first angry words.

“FUCK! Why! (She covers her shameful boner with a pillow) I can’t believe I’m hard!… I got hard from my mom’s cock!….I fucking did!…NO!… Fuck I’m so gross!” She is still quivering from her tongue orgasm causing her voice to waver, I see tears well up in her eyes.

Fuck! I wanted to make her angry, not disgusted with herself! Seeing those tears well up instantly melts my cold demeanor. She obviously didn’t notice the taste of the liquid, damnit!

I rush to the side of the bed “Hey stop your not disgusting! Look! (I place the empty bottle in her hand) I used this on the cock head to get you back for earlier, it was only the medicine that made you hard, nothing else, please, you can relax.”

She lets out the one of the biggest quivering sighs of relief I’ve ever heard. She grips the little plastic bottle hard crushing it. She uses that fist to wipe the two tears that were welling before they have the chance to fall.

“You are such a DICK!…(she closes her eyes for a moment and rubs her temples as she calms down) God I really thought… Well nevermind what I thought… Fuck! Thank the lord!”

I give a nervous chuckle “Wanna call a truce on any future sneak attacks?”

“Yes please, let’s call us even on the tongue thing… Truce… Now please put that thing back in the box and let’s never speak of it again.”

I smile as I put it away, I honestly can’t believe she didn’t punch me or something, not that I’m complaining. I put it away and tuck it under the bed out of sight “There it’s gone…”

“Could you grab me a beer please?” She says in a cool affected voice, her mood turned around from the overwhelming relief she is obviously feeling.

I grab one and throw it her way, of course she catches without even really looking, her reflexes have always been amazing. She takes a sip and swishes it in her mouth.

“Phew the battle still rages on as neither party is any closer to taking the grand prize!” I say in a mock announcer tone.

She gives a half chuckle “I’ll hand it to you, I didn’t think you would be such a fierce competitor…”

Wow! Abbie has never given me credit like that in all the years I’ve known her.

“You definitely haven’t made it easy lady… You know now that I think about it we never did choose a grand prize, should we decide one now?”

She takes a long drink of the beer effectively finishing the whole thing “Hell yeah!”

I grab another beer for her and one for myself, I stumble and fall into the bed, whoops, I laugh at my own drunkenness as I crawl up and sit shoulder to shoulder with her, I can feel the heat of her thigh against mine as I nestle in and hand over another beer.

“So what ya thinking Abbie… Like a hundred bucks or something?”

She scoffs “Pshhh that’s no fun I want real stakes.”

“Agreed… How about the winner gets ten IOUs for massages or something? You are amazing at them and I’m pretty handy myself” I pinch my hands together massaging the air.

“Hmm better but still not good enough…”

Just then an idea pops into my head… A bad idea… An idea only the drunkest of minds could come up with. I bite my tongue, the downside is steep, very steep. But my drunken mind can only see the allure of the winning prize. Its like the cheese at the end of a long maze, and I’m one hungry rat. I take a sip of my beer before speaking.

“You know I think I have an idea…”

She gives me a gentle nudge in the ribs “well out with it my oh so worthy adversary.”

My cheeks burn bright red now from more than just the absurd amount of alcohol I’ve consumed.

“Well how about (the words catch in my mouth) Fuck I can’t say it… Nevermind it’s too crazy… I’ll think of something else.”

She reaches over and gently turns my head so I’ll gaze in her eyes, even though the sun is down now they still sparkle all the same “It’s my turn… Truth or dare?” She says softly.

“Truth” I squeak.

“What’s the idea John?”

I clear my throat nervously and quiver slightly when I talk, I’m terrified of the possible ramifications of these words.

“Winner gets a blowjob…”

I’ve never seen Abbie look happier in my life.

End of part one.

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