My Fire Pixie

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I was pissed. It was supposed to be five of us on this trip. Now it was just that stupid girl with the pink hair that she clearly spent too much time and money on. She hadn’t cancelled yet, but I knew she was going to. She was only going because of Bryce. He wasn’t such a bad guy, but he was too nice to her. He should have just fucked her and left her. At least then she wouldn’t be bothering the rest of us.

Our mycological club only does these overnight trips once in the fall and once in the spring. I couldn’t believe the others had flaked. I thought about calling her, telling her the trip was cancelled. I was going up into the mountain regardless, but she didn’t need to know that. She was so fucking stubborn she’d probably insist on going just to have something else to talk to him about. She always played coy, sitting away from him, shying away from him when he’d approach her after the meetings. That stupid look she’d make when he got close to her, fuck I hated this girl.

I called twice and she didn’t answer. Yep, flake, I called that one from a mile away. I finished up with my pack, making a few different choices since it was just going to be me. I was running a bit behind schedule. I needed to get to my campsite before it got too dark.

I pulled into the parking area, a bit more lighthearted and looking forward to a solo camping trip. I started up the path and nearly shit myself when she came practically skipping down the path towards me. Her pink hair bouncing behind her in a high and tight ponytail. She smiled and waved as she hurried up to me. “Didn’t you get my message? Everyone else cancelled so I called off the trip.” Her expression soured immediately.

“I didn’t. My phone died a few days ago. So, you called off the trip and are still going?”

“Well with Bryce not going I figured you wouldn’t either. Where’s your car? How did you get here?”

“I had a friend drop me off.” Her anger demeanor into a pout I was sure she’d practiced. “I’d still like to go. If that’s okay?” She was being uncharacteristically submissive. I was more than half a foot taller than her. I didn’t think I was that intimidating but she seemed to feel uncomfortable in the moment.

“Look, no offense, but you’ll slow me down. Maybe you can just tell Bryce you went. That’ll work, right? I’ll back up your story.”

“Why do you think I give a shit about Bryce? He’s a creep and won’t take no for an answer. I try to stay clear of him as best I can and still be at the meetings.”

“You…you’re actually interested? You really do want to learn about identifying and harvesting?” Fuck me, if she was telling the truth I should have been some kind of barrier for her. Maybe she was just saying this now, so I’d take her along.

“Yes! Why do you think I’d put up with that asshole breathing all over me if I didn’t want to learn so badly?” She seemed sincere. Damn it.

I sighed heavily. God this just ruined my trip, but I wasn’t that much of an asshole after all. “Come on then. We have a few hours before we reach our first stop.” We started down our trail and Çankaya Rus Escort I couldn’t believe how small her pack was. I shook my head knowing she wasn’t ready for this. At least she was wearing hiking boots.

While she wasn’t as fast as me, she tried, so I didn’t give her too much shit. We didn’t end up getting as far as I wanted, but it’d do. She’d been attentive as I showed her markers to identify the different mushrooms and how to harvest each type. She’d brought a small notebook with her and actually took notes. I found it adorable despite myself.

She had a habit of biting her thumb when she was thinking deeply. I found myself staring at her when she’d do this. I don’t think she noticed. She didn’t notice anything when she was lost in thought like that. She wasn’t so bad on her own. She’d been quiet at first but slowly opened up. It was starting to get dark, and I decided we needed to stop and make camp.

I’d been right. She hadn’t brought nearly anything she needed. I was a bit harsh lecturing her and I noticed her lip tremble faintly. She bit it before she started yelling at me. “The flyer you gave us said you were providing everything but our sleeping bag!” I was taken aback by her tone. Fuck. She was right. I was processing this when she walked away.

I went after her, pulling her around to face me. “Hey, I’m sorry…” She was crying softly, and I cursed myself. She seemed so damn stubborn and unbreakable. I didn’t think she’d be this fragile. “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” I looked at her and wiped away her tears with my thumbs as I held her face. She blushed as she brought her own hands up to cup mine. Looking down at her I felt my cock getting hard. How had I never noticed how breathtaking her pale blue eyes were before?

I wanted to kiss her. Hell, I wanted to fuck her brains out. I wanted to put my mouth all over her, taste her, have her, and cover her with cum. Instead, I cleared my throat as she batted her eyes at me and gave me a small but sweet smile. I told her that I was going to get some wood for a fire and for her to stay put. After I was sure she was far enough away I leaned against a tree, unzipped my pants, and began jerking off. I imagined her kneeling in front of me, her mouth on my cock as I held that damn ponytail of hers and fucked her face. I muffled a groan as I came harder than I expected, letting my cum fly to the ground. I took a few deep breathes and headed back to camp.

“You forgot the firewood,” she said immediately when I returned.

“FUCK!” I did a 180 and headed back. She giggled behind me, and I couldn’t help but find it cute.

She scurried up behind me, “let me help.” I grunted an acknowledgment. I didn’t exactly want to explain why I hadn’t brought anything back. I filled my arms, and she grabbed a few pieces. I told her to pile hers on top of mine. She argued with me, of course, but ultimately obliged. As she put the wood on top of what I was carrying I smelt a faint but familiar smell. I sniffed the air blatantly a few times trying Keçiören Rus Escort to figure out what it was.

She noticed and turned a bright red as she pulled her hand away and put it behind her back. She wouldn’t look at me. I couldn’t help the stupid ass grin that covered my face. At least she didn’t notice it since she didn’t look at me again until I showed her how to make dinner over the campfire. When we got back to the site, I did show her where there was a spring, teasing her that it was a good place to wash up. She kept shaking her head at me and I felt my dick jump with every movement of that damn ponytail.

We made flirty jokes around the campfire but neither of us made any kind of move. Probably for the best. We turned in a bit early when the awkward silences kept getting longer and longer. She went to sleep as I let the fire die down until it was just embers. It was wet enough around I wasn’t worried and maybe it’d make it easy to start one in the morning and I could actually have hot coffee.

I went to sleep dressed. It was just easier and with such a short trip it only made sense. I knew I’d zipped up my sleeping bag though, and now it was completely undone, and the top had been thrown to the side. She must have undone my zipper and button while I was still asleep. Now she was groping at my cock through the boxers a few times before pulling my dick out through the opening. She was completely naked and looking at me with a confident and minxy smile that shut all of my objections down before I could voice them.

I groaned and tossed my head back as she worked my cock. She’d thrown more wood on the fire. I could feel its heat on my side as it sizzled and crackled. The smell of the burning wood filled my nose as I breathed deeply, enjoying her hands on me. I felt her move and then her tongue was moving up and down my shaft, sucking on the outside of my cock between twirls of her tongue around the head. My hand went reflexively down to her hair. She’d taken it out of her ponytail and when I grabbed a handful, she looked up at me. Her eyes were intoxicating, and I wanted more. She started sucking my cock. Feeling the motion of her head under my palm was unbelievably arousing and my loud groan seemed to spur her on.

There was a pop from the fire, and she jerked in response. She started to move her head off of my cock, but I wanted more. My grip on her hair growing firmer as I pushed down, and she understood. Obliging she began moving her tongue up and down the part of my cock still in her mouth. I pushed down as I thrust my cock up. She gagged a bit and Christ it was glorious. I had her head bobbing up and down as I looked down and met her eyes. It was enough I almost came. I let go of her hair and stroked her head a few times as we held each other’s gaze.

She took her mouth off my cock and straddled me. Rubbing her wet pussy up and down the length of my shaft I watched the motion of her tits as she slid back and forth. The fire bouncing light off of her pale complexion. Etimesgut Rus Escort She moaned as she used my cock to stimulate her clit. I put my hands on her hips and took in her beauty. Her wild pink curls looked like a mane as they framed her face. The fire giving her a warm red glow.

She put her hands under my shirt and onto my stomach. She moved her hands up my chest as far as she could before my flannel shirt got in the way. She made this little pout that made me want to fuck her face again right then. I nearly ripped the damn thing off right then when she stopped moving to undo the buttons. Somehow, we got it unbuttoned and only ripped one or two off. I arched up and pulled it off along with my undershirt. Now she had complete unadulterated access to my chest. She began riding my cock again and I couldn’t believe how incredible she felt.

She moved her hands down on my chest, running them over my chest hair. She had a hungry look in her eyes, and I felt my dick twitch wanting her. A giddy little smile flashed over her erotic face when she felt it. She moved her hips slightly and lowered herself onto me. I felt her body shudder as she moaned, taking all of me inside her wet, tight pussy. The noises she made were so fucking hot. They were higher pitched than her usual voice and I couldn’t get enough. And her pussy! Her pussy had this warmth I’d never felt before as she worked it on me. I couldn’t help but think she looked like some kind of fire pixie as she rode my cock. My beautiful fire pixie.

She was so soft everywhere and the way she made me feel… I tossed my head back as my breathing was getting ragged. I looked up at the stars and they were nothing compared to her. I couldn’t believe how fucking good this all felt. I looked back at her to see her head was tossed back now as she worked herself up and down my cock. I put my hands on her stomach and began working down to her pussy. I couldn’t see much of her face, but I could tell she was smiling.

She leaned back further, giving me better access as she put her hands behind her to support herself. I began thrusting into her as I found her clit. I worked it rhythmically in tune with her moans. I could feel she was getting close, and my pace quickened both on her clit and with my cock. I wasn’t far behind her. She began spasming and I moved my hands to her hips and rapidly fucked her, cumming with her as her pussy seemed to grab my cock. I slammed her down onto my cock as I filled her up and basically screamed in ecstasy with her.

She collapsed on my chest, and I put my arms around her. Our bodies sticky with sweat. I rubbed my face into her hair. There was a faint smell of flowers and honey that barely permeated the campfire smell. I inhaled deeply, wanting more of her. She giggled lightly and I felt as though my heart was going to burst feeling how her body moved on mine. I could feel the tickle of the cold of the night through the fire as I held my beauty. I grabbed the open part of the sleeping bag and covered us together.

We’d both hiked all day and after that unforgettable fuck we were exhausted. I knew there’d be a mess to clean up in the morning but right now, with her in my arms as she played with my chest hair, I couldn’t see us moving until we had to. I kissed the top of her head and she mewed as she snuggled into me, wiggling her body on mine.

Holding my beautiful fire pixie like this, I could already feel my dick getting hard again.

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