Kinky Sex Stories: Bondage While Camping? It’s Only Natural!
Dear Perverts, after writing these blogs for a couple of months, I still feel like we’re just getting to know each other…I know you wonder, what’s this girl really into? I have all kinds of kinky sex stories to tell, from vanilla to extreme taboo, and I want to tell them all…
But my most memorable kinky sex stories are the ones that are on the fringe… like the story I’m about to tell! If you’ve been reading my blogs, you know that I have a submissive streak. If it comes between me getting the man I want or not getting him at all, I am obviously going to rise (or lower) to the occasion. But I must admit I enjoy a good, old-fashioned bondage session where I’m in control, and there’s no better place than the place you’d least expect – out in the woods, in total seclusion…with no one to hear the delicious screams of torture! What can I say? I’m a giver.
The myth is that sex while camping attracts wild animals.
I’ve seen this myth be true, but not in the way you might think! I have lots of kinky sex stories about my adventures al fresco, I love to do it out in the open – in public, in nature…and it absolutely brings out the wild animal in me and whoever I’m fucking! But outdoor sex with a twist? What depraved pervert would look at camping gear and think it perfect for a bondage session? My thoughts? Only the best!
Rog was actually my first truly kinky boyfriend when I was 17.
I actually have a lot of kinky sex stories about him, but this one, in particular, is my favorite. He had no limits to what he would let me do to him, absolutely none. The kink was never-ending, and it was great. Every encounter was an opportunity to push things to new limits. So the first time I went camping with him and I noticed a couple sex toys scattered with the usual gear, I knew things were going to get very interesting!
After a long hike and a swim, we made our way back to our site and made a fire.
The sun was disappearing behind the treeline and I was exhausted but very horny. Rog was older than me, but he loved to submit to a playful girl who wasn’t afraid to cause him some pain. I straddled him by the campfire and he pulled my top down, exposing my breasts to the cool air. His tongue circled both of my nipples and I could feel my pussy start to throb. I looked at our tent, thinking eagerly about the toys inside when I noticed the rope coiled nearby. My gears started turning. I lifted his chin from my breasts with my hand and slapped him in the face.
He immediately knew what direction things were going and I felt his cock jump in his pants. I just nodded, yes. Yes, I am going to fuck you up. We’re going to take full advantage of the fact that there is no one around.
I order him to take his clothes off.
I walk to the tent and grab the rope and lead him between two young, sturdy trees. Spreading his arms apart, I tie them to the trunks of the trees as I take my tongue and lick up his torso. He stands, looking at me, his cock getting harder. Then I spread his legs apart and tie his ankles in a similar fashion. I take a nice, rough string of sisal twine a tie up his cock and balls nice and tight and make a makeshift ball-gag with my dirty, wet panties and rope tied between his mouth. I stand back to admire my work. The fire is crackling in the background and it’s just the two of us.
“This is making my pussy so wet. I could take your car keys and just leave you here like this and you might not be found for days”. He lets out a muffled moan through his gag, so turned on by his submission. With my boot knife, I start stripping the excess bark from a switch on the ground. I run the crude switch all over his body lightly tracing the rough tip over his swollen, tied up balls. I walk behind him and start whipping him on the back of his legs and his ass with the switch, watching his skin welt. He is loving every minute of it – there is no one around and he is fully under my control.
Let’s see what toys Rog thought to bring with us…a vibrator, a nice sized, heavy butt plug and…what’s this? My strap on? I step right in and when he sees it his eyebrows arch with desire. But he has to wait for it. I’m going to make him beg.
I clamp his nipples with two clothespins and I take two metal skewers and hold them in the fire until they’re nice and hot.
Holding them on both sides of him, I start burning him quickly up the sides of his torso. Rog’s eyes roll back in his head with pleasure. I can’t help but notice how rigid his cock has gotten tied up like that. I stroke it up and down with my hand and run my fingers across his swollen balls. “It’s too dark, I want to see how purple that cock is now”. I shine my flashlight on his cock and the head of his big cock is a beautiful, shiny, purple. It looks like it is going to explode and I run my hands across it. “Does it hurt?” He nods his head yes.
“How about now, Rog” and I back myself into him, feeling every inch of his bruising cock slide into me.
I feel his body shaking. The feeling of my tight, wet pussy around his cock right now is nearly too much, but it is so perfectly hard, beyond perfect, and I know I’m going to send him all the way over the edge…so I might as well have my fun. I fuck him hard and play with my clit, occasionally reaching down to pinch those tortured balls and I feel his body shaking. I know this is like a drug for him. He’s almost had too much. I fuck him until I cum hard all over his big, purple cock, as he’s tied up so tight he’s unable to cum. As soon as I slide his big cock out of me, I loosen the twine slightly, giving him some relief.
I walk up behind him, positioning myself on a log at his heels and push his head forward so he bends over slightly.
My shiny black strap-on is ready to take his ass. I untie his gag and ask him if he wants me to fuck his ass. “Oh my god, Justice, I’m so ready to cum for you.”
“Beg me to fuck your ass like a slut”
“Please fuck my ass like a slut, please!”
I place the tip of my strap-on right onto his already nicely gaped asshole. “Do you want this?”
“Yes, yes I want it.”
“Is it going to make you cum like my little bitch?”
“Yes, I’m going to cum so hard for you, Justice. I’m your little bitch, please make me cum…” I grab him by the shoulder and his ass and I start forcing the strap on inside him. He doesn’t have to hold back and he starts moaning loudly, screaming for me to fuck him harder. I fuck the beast as hard as I possibly can, driving the cum out of him.
His body starts convulsing as he’s moaning loudly and cursing oh fuck, oh shit Justice!
I slow down and start fucking him deeper as I watch the cum shoot far out of his cock. He seemed to cum for two minutes straight before finally nearly collapsing. I had to stand in front of him and hold him up as I untied him, legs first, then arms and he fell into me, kissing me. I made up the tent, dressed his welts and burns and put him to bed.
When we got back, Rog’s roommate Brian welcomed us.
“Rog, what’s on your wrists?” He asked mindlessly. A little bit of rope burn, of course.
“Just a little game of tug of war with Young Justice,” he said. Brian laughed.
“I take it you lost”.
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