Speaker 1: Sabrina wrapped her hair wet from the outdoor shower she
had just taken up in a bun, and began to
unzip the flap of her tent. It had been a
long day of hiking up Eagle Mountain on a hunt
for Chester Copperton's treasure that was supposedly buried somewhere nearby.
Sabrina and at least fifteen other eager people had been
searching for it for months now, after several clues about
the treasure's location had been released on a blog. She
was getting close and she could feel it. Sabrina breathed
in the forest air one last time, but then a
loud sneeze caught her attention. It was followed by three
more sneezes and a quiet Jesus Christ. Sabrina took a
few steps through the brush and saw a tall, dark
haired man hanging up some clothes to dry on a
line stretched between two trees. The sound of a twig
snapping underneath her boot must have caught his attention, and
before Sabrina could hide, the guy was inviting her to
his camp. Sorry, she said, shyly, I wasn't spying. I
think I saw you up on the trail to day.
The guy introduced himself as Sam and poured Sabrina a
cup of deaclf coffee. The sun was setting, only glimpses
of orange light glinting through the pine trees. They talked
about their plans for the following day, the new trail
they'd take, and by the time their conversation died off,
the sun had fully set. They were sitting side by
side and two camping chairs, and Sam's nearly tipped over
as he leaned in to kiss her. Sabrina hadn't been
expecting to make a connection with another treasure hunter, especially
since they were kind of like competitors at the same time.
Sabrina had been so focused on her journalism job and
the treasure hunt that she hadn't had much time for
love or sex lately. It felt good to let loose
to fall into his tent with him. She was grateful
she had showered, although she regretted not having shaved her legs,
but it didn't seem like Sam could have cared less
as he helped her wiggle out of her jeans. The
tent was filled with soft white light that came from
the lantern in the corner. Sam took off his pants next,
somewhat awkwardly in the small space, and he left his
sweater on like Sabrina had. Surprising herself, Sabrina made the
first move by rolling onto her hands and knees so
she could suck Sam's cock. He groaned the instant her
tongue wrapped around the head She liked, knowing that she
still could make someone sound like that, and she could
make a guy shiver and shake. Holy shit, Sam gritted
out as Sabrina lowered her head down the length of him.
Her tongue wrapped around his shaft, and she suctioned her
cheeks inwards as she began to bub her head up
and down. The atmosphere was so still and silent, punctuated
only by the sound of Sam's moans and the wet
noises from Sabrina's mouth. After a few minutes, she added
in her hand, twisting it around his thick cock while
her mouth focused on the tip. Sam seemed to react
even stronger to that, letting out a stuttering gasp until
he finally had to pull her away. He laughed and
muttered something about not wanting to come too soon. Sabrina,
now feeling bold, gently pushed him back on to his
sleeping bag and got on top. Sam was totally her type, slender,
dark hair beard, and the huge cock was just a bonus,
making a contented, humming sound. Sabrina began to drag her
bare pussy against Sam's cock, teasing him. She leaned back
and started to rub her clit, putting on a show
that made Sam's eyes double in sighs. He inhaled sharply
and whispered, you are so damn sexy? Is that making
you nice and wet for me? See for yourself? And
with that Sabrina sank down on to his length, throwing
back her head and arching her body as he entered her.
Their mingled groans filled the tent. The sleeping bag rustled
underneath Sam. As Sabrina began to grind against him, she
closed her eyes. This was the perfect way to unwind
after a long day of treasure hunting, far better than
the book in early night's sleep she had been counting on.
Sam held onto her legs and helped Sabrina rock faster
off his cock. She reached back down and started rubbing
her clit again, bringing herself to an orgasm that rocked
her entirely. Her shoulders rolled forward and back as the
pleasure just kept coming. Her pussy tightened on Sam's cock,
and her eyes snapped open to see him staring up
at her with awe all over his face. Come here,
he said in a gruff voice. He pulled Sabrina down
on top of him and started to fuck her from below.
His cock plunged in deep thrusts into her wet pussy
while Sabrina made wild moans into his ear. He somehow
fucked her into a second orgasm that rivaled the first one.
Sam held her writhing body even tighter as he pounded
one last time into her wetness before finally letting go.
His cumb flooded her, and Sabrina smiled dizzily at his
grunts and groans. Sabrina made no moves to get off
of him. She stayed there on top, resting against Sam
as they caught their breath. His fingers lazily traced her
shoulders and arms. Outside, there was a relentless buzz of crickets. Finally,
Sabrina rolled off, landing on Sam's outstretched arm. They stared
up at the top of the tent in silence. She
didn't know what Sam was thinking about, but she was
wondering how she was supposed to refocus on her treasure
hunt after this. I should go back to my tent,
said Sabrina, sitting up and looking around for her clothes.
Sam offered to walk her, so they both dressed and
stepped out into the cool night air. When they reached
Sabrina's tent, they stood outside of it and Sam pulled
her in for a kiss. It was a lazy, heavy kiss,
like they were lovers parting ways for a long time,
or like people who had done this before, Hey, said Sabrina,
would it be weird if I asked you to stay?
It gets a bit creepy sleeping out here all alone.
Sam brought his sleeping bag over to her tent and
unzipped one side so he could hold Sabrina against him.
She wasn't tired. Suddenly, despite the long day. She backed
her ass up against the front of Sam's sweatpants. Feeling
his cock react, Sam moaned and shifted closer. His fingers
dug into her waist as he began to rock against her.
We should sleep, he said into her ear. Yeah. Sabrina
knew he was right, but as she spoke. She rolled
around and faced him, barely able to make out his
face and the darkness. She reached out and placed her
hand on his face, first finding his beard and then
his cheek. She leaned in and kissed him. It was
deep and sensual, her tongue seeking his. With a groan,
Sam rolled on to her. There would be a very
little sleep tonight. She realized tomorrow's treasure hunt would have
to be fueled by coffee. But as Sam slid his
cock into Sabrina one last time, buried treasure was the
last thing on her mind.
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