The Camp - I - My Hot Forbidden Neighbor

96. The Camp

🤍🖤🤍 Natalie 🤍🖤🤍

We have been walking for a while. My mind is wandering all over the place.

“You asked for my dad’s permission?” I ask, still unable to believe him.

“Yes… how would I get your clothes or shoes otherwise?”

My clothes… Oh yes… I have to change. My face burns thinking about what he said earlier.

‘I will remove your dress by myself.’

I am trying to keep myself calm, but my heart is thumping in anticipation. My underwear is getting wet and uncomfortable. I haven’t camped before. I certainly haven’t fucked in the open.

Jeez, will we?

Or it will happen inside the tent.

“What happened to you?” He asks.

“hmm nothing… Why?”

“You are quiet…”

“No, I’m fine…” I am fine, just horny, I guess.

After everything what happened in party, I am dying to kiss him but feeling a strange hesitation to initiate.

“Ok as you wish.” He says rather in a strange tone.

I look at him, trying to understand if he is still upset with me about walking alone. We were talking fine, barely a few minutes ago.

Suddenly I feel anxious. I wish I could talk to Ira. She is my sage when it comes to pouring my heart out, understanding my feelings. She is definitely damn smart for her age. But for now… I glance towards Jacob again.

Is he still angry with me?

“We are here.” he says after a while.

I look around. It is a campsite. It’s beautiful and mostly dark. Moonlight is peaking through the trees. A million fireflies blinking at once and their reflection on lake water. It’s spectacular.

I love it. But…

“Are you… Are you angry with me, Jacob?” I ask in a meek voice, dreading his reply.

“Do you think I should?” He asks calmly, putting the bag down near a half cut tree stump.

I stay quiet.

“That’s what I thought... I want to ask you a few things, Natalie.” He says while opening the tent for setup.

“What do you want to know?” I ask, my heart beating faster.

He gets up, leaving the half open tent in the middle, and walks near me.

I freeze in my spot and swallow hard when he traces my jawbone with the back of his hand.

Some light is glimmering from the floodlight on another side of the lake. Moonlight is falling on his beautiful face too. But I am unable to interpret his mood.

He ignores my question and asks, “Do you have a hair tie?”

“Yeah” I reply, unsure.

“Tie up your hair, Natalie.”

“Why?” I ask, tying my hair into pony tail, anyway.

“I get to ask questions today. Not you.”

....

Once my hair is out of the way, He feels my neck, my fluttering pulse, and my warm skin. Then he grabs my throat in a tight hold.

I gasp and lean my head backwards with my eyes closed. God, he is choking me… He grabs my boob, then slowly massages it with his warm, big hand. I can feel blood rushing through to my core. When I moan and he lets it go.

What?

I frown and look at him, breathing hard.

He turns my back to him and unzips my dress from behind. It’s not chilly, but my nipple gets painfully tight. He slips the dress off my shoulder and lets it fall to the ground.

I look around in hesitation. It’s odd being without clothes in the open.

“Do you trust me, Natalie?” He asks.

“Yes.” I say without hesitation.

“No one can see us here. Don’t worry.”

It is indeed too dark for anyone to realize we are here. Or what we might do soon enough. A shiver passes through my thighs at mere thought.

He walks around me to take me in. I resist my urge to fold my hands to hide myself. I try to focus on his face instead.

Why isn’t he removing his clothes?

“You have to do as I say, and you will not deny it.” He says.

uhmm ok…

We have never done anything like this before. I feel juices dripping from me in anticipation and I nod in agreement. I want to explore this with him.

He opens my bra and gestures to me to remove my panties. I hesitate for a moment and he spanks me on my ass.

SMACK!

“OWW!!” I exclaim.

“Hurry up!”

I glare at him.

“You agreed, and now there is no backing off.”

I want to feel furious.

I do.

I don’t like his tone. But something is so fucking hot in this very situation. I want to see where it takes us. So I bent to pull down my panties.

“Stay,” he orders.

I roll my eyes but obey and stay in the same position, bent with my ass and pussy, vulnerable and visible to him. He stands behind me and I hear him unzip his pants. My heart thumps with hope.

“If you act like a good girl and answer me truthfully, you will get what you want.”

He touches my pussy with the tip of his cock and rubs it across my slit in promise. I tremble.

“and if you lie or hesitate to tell me the truth. I will punish you.” He says in a hard tone and…

SMACK!

He spanks a hard hand on my pussy to set an example..

Fuck!

“Jacob! That hurts.” I whine.

“Then you better answer me truthfully. Would you?” he asks.

Is this just an act? Or is he really going to ask me some factual questions?

What does he want to know?

He slaps me across my privates one more time, and I yelp.

“Answer me.”

“Y- yes..” I stammer out.

I am not sure if it was a reward or punishment. Because my pussy is throbbing with need. It stings, but strangely, I want to play it out.

Although I am not sure how long I can stay bent like this.

As if he hears my thoughts and says, “Now… Stand tall. Put your hands behind your head and widen your legs for me.”

I scoff. “Is this some sort of army drill?”

SMACK! He slaps my breast this time.

“What the fuck Jacob!” I exclaim, but follow him anyway.

I see his lips twitch.

Fucker!

“I will throttle you in your sleep.” I mutter under my breath.

“Sure you can… if you have any strength left once I am done with you.” He says. But I hear promise in his words.

……

He stands in front of me with barely any distance between us. I breathe in his scent. We have barely done anything, but I am wet and needy with arousal.

He’s still dressed up, and I’m buck naked. I am fascinated by the strange power dynamic. I stare at his cock hungrily. I hope he makes better use of it soon. I’m not sure how much more of this torture I can stand.

He puts his hands between my legs and starts rubbing me to wake up my muscles to send more blood exactly where it’s needed.

God! He knows exactly what he is doing. How is this even possible?

I sigh. I want to go limp in his body. Unconsciously, I lean into him.

He smacks my pussy again.

“OW!! Why are you torturing me?” I exclaim.

Smack!

Smack!!

Smack!!!

“Because you are asking too many questions.”

It stings. It stings so fuckin bad.

I go quiet to save myself from spanking. Then he rewards me with a massage to soothe the stinging skin between my legs. I pant hard when he rubs my pussy with his thick digits and toys with my hard bud, using his thumb. I close my eyes to take in all sensations.

This is exactly what I need.

“Just keep going Jacob…”

I want to collapse again, but I keep my hands behind my head and stand straight.

“Good girl.” he growls.

“Now tell me…” he asks, while steadily rubbing my folds, “Why did you leave the party?”

My eyes open in instant confusion.

“I told you!”

Smack!

Smack!!

Smack!!!

My hands instantly come down to stop him. I wasn’t expecting he would ask me questions about the party.

He holds my both arms and folds them behind my back.