The bonfire

Off night. I was not at the museum, and I would not have done this if I were. I do not fuck in that building and I do not fuck the people who share my rounds. This was a cabin some friend of a friend had already filled with adults who said yes before anybody touched anybody. Straw-blonde hair in a low tail, denim shirt, dark pants, no badge, no logo, standing by a small bonfire with the trees dark behind me. I looked like a woman at a party. I was a woman at a party. Ed is forty-five. Dana is thirty-nine, and she is a woman, and she had kissed me by the fire before anyone talked about cocks. Russ is thirty-six. All three had heard me say I wanted to be fucked and filled and watched, and the cabin door would stay open so the firelight could see us. They said yes like people who meant a yes.

We moved to the threshold, not into a secret. Dana held my hair and kissed me while Ed opened my jeans. I was already wet. I told Ed to put his cock in my cunt and not to ask me to be quiet. He did. The first stroke knocked a sound out of me that would have been a firing offense in a gallery and was the point here. Dana laughed against my mouth and said there she is. Her hand stayed in my hair, not yanking, just holding me in the kiss while Ed fucked me. His cock was thick and steady. I hooked a leg around him and told him deeper. The open door put firelight on my thigh. Anyone in the agreed little circle could look. I wanted them to look. My cunt took his cock and I got louder.

I came with Dana swallowing the tail of the shout, Ed's cock buried, my denim shirt open and my nipples tight in the night air. I told him to cum in me. He did, a hot rush, and he stayed a second because I held him there with my heel. Then I looked at Russ, who had been stroking his cock and watching like I had told him to watch. Your turn. Fuck my cunt. Cum in it. He stepped in, cock hard, and slid into the mess Ed had left. Dana kept kissing me and then ducked to suck my nipple while Russ fucked me. I was sloppy and greedy and loud. I rubbed my clit and came again, cunt gripping Russ, and I told him not to pull out. He came inside. Dana had no cock to give me and I did not need one from her. She slid her fingers in after Russ eased out, felt both loads, and kissed me with her wet hand on my hip. I wanted to be sent home full. I was. The door stayed open. I slept a few hours in a bunk that was not a relationship, already knowing I would drive myself out of the trees.