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If there was one thing Mizi disliked about the cabins, it was how noisy they were. It was convenient for catching any campers who thought they could sneak out past curfew, but it was awful otherwise. Especially now.
Her stomach tightened as her girlfriend rocked her hips down, taking the entire length of her cock back into her cunt at a glacial pace. Sua was so tight and hot, and she was absolutely dripping into her lap. Mizi inhaled sharply through clenched teeth, barely suppressing a moan as the other girl settled flush against her hips. Their skin met with a soft wet slap, and Sua stilled as she adjusted to the stretch.
Even at the slow pace they were going, the old wooden bedframe swayed slightly. The minute movement was enough to cause the floorboards to creak quietly—but not quietly enough. Anyone who passed by would be able to tell what was happening.
And that was something they were all too aware of.
Just like the campers, the counselors also had rules. “No sex” was the biggest one, strictly reinforced by the owner. The penalty for being caught was an immediate firing and the consequential walk of shame.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, that wasn’t enough to stop Mizi and Sua from breaking this rule frequently.
It wasn’t like they did it every day, but they’d done it enough to know there were only two viable places to get away with breaking the rules: in the showers and in their cabin.
The cabin was, surprisingly, the riskier of the two. Any noises they made in the showers could easily be covered up by the awful pipes. They rattled and squeaked no matter how many times Dewey tried to fix them.
But the cabin? Nothing could be hidden.
Mizi watched through half-lidded eyes as Sua’s mouth pressed into a thin line, her girlfriend’s brows furrowing tightly. She was half-certain it was because the other girl was suppressing her own noises, but her mind still buzzed with concern. She ran her hands up the plush thighs straddling her lap, squeezing lightly when she got to Sua’s hips. Hazy violet eyes lifted, clearing slightly when they met her gaze.
“You okay?” she whispered.
Sua nodded.
She took a half-second too long for it to be believable, but Mizi didn’t have a chance to press further. The older girl sat up straighter, cunt squeezing and choking off any other questions before they could leave Mizi’s mouth.
Sua took a deep breath and ran a hand through her hair, moving some sweat soaked strands away from her face. Then she adjusted her shirt which was pulled up and tucked just over her clavicle, exposing her torso and tits in a way that drove Mizi insane. Her pierced nipples were still puffy from earlier teasing, a little ring of teeth marks around them.
Sua pressed her hands firmly against Mizi’s sternum, pulling her attention away from her chest. Her expression had relaxed a bit. The older girl took a deep breath. That was the only warning Mizi had before Sua was lifting herself up once more. The slow drag of her cunt around her cock was agonizing—obscenely so. Mizi threw her head back against the pillow, jaw clenching and neck straining as she desperately swallowed another moan.
She quickly lifted her head back up to watch as Sua rocked her hips back and forth. Her gaze flickered up and down, caught between watching the way Sua took her cock and watching the way her face contorted with pleasure. The other girl’s head drooped slightly. Her eyes were shut in concentration, and her lips were parted as she panted. Mizi wanted to kiss her. She settled for squeezing Sua’s hips instead, relishing in the soft whimper she got in response.
It wasn’t long before Sua’s inner falls fluttered tellingly, and Mizi’s cock began to twitch sympathetically. Her grip on Sua’s hips tightened, subconsciously guiding her girlfriend to go faster. The hands on her sternum curled into fists, and Mizi’s breath caught as violet eyes opened and dark brows pinched with desperation.
“I’m close,” Sua whispered, breath hitching with the effort to keep quiet.
Mizi’s throat rolled as she struggled to respond, “M-Me too.”
Whatever expression was on her face—something just as desperate—seemed to have an effect on Sua. Mizi watched as a blush darkened the skin just below her shirt. Tears gathered in her eyes, and she looked at Mizi pleadingly. Without thinking, her hands slid from Sua’s hips to her ass, squeezing and pulling at her cheeks. Her own hips lifted the next time Sua came down, driving her cock harder and deeper.
The effect was immediate.
“Mmn—!” Sua clapped a hand over her own mouth, tears slipping down her cheeks as her eyes squeezed shut.
Her hips bucked erratically in Mizi’s grasp, cunt almost unbearably tight as she got closer and closer to orgasm. Mizi’s cock throbbed, just as eager to cum. A steady flow of precum dribbled out from her tip, making everything wetter. The rhythmic clapping of their skin grew louder as they moved their hips in tandem, desperately chasing release.
(It was so easy to forget that they were supposed to be quiet.)
Mizi felt her balls tighten, and she gasped, “Ah, fuck! I’m gonna cum.”
Sua nodded desperately, eyes half-lidded and practically screaming yes, yes, yes. Her hand remained tightly clasped over her mouth, but it barely suppressed her moans. Mizi brought one of her hands to Sua’s clit, her fingers sliding somewhat clumsily due to how wet everything was. She managed to trace tight circles around the bundle of nerves after a few tries. She watched with satisfaction as Sua’s eyes rolled back.
Mizi felt her girlfriend’s thighs begin to shake, her final tell that she was about to cum. She licked her lips in anticipation. Her eyes threatened to close, nearly overwhelmed by her own mounting pleasure, but she forced herself to keep them open. She wanted to see the way Sua fell apart on her cock.
But just as they were both about to tip over the edge, the bed rocked violently, as if in protest of their haphazardous movements. The headboard slammed against the wall, and the entire cabin seemed to shudder as a result.
The loud noise was like a bucket of ice water.
Sua jumped.
Thankfully, Mizi still had a firm hold on her, or else she could have tumbled off the bed. She winced just thinking about it. Then she winced again as her cock dully slapped against her bare stomach; it had slipped out when Sua jumped, and it became uncomfortably cold as the night’s air washed over it. She did her best to ignore the way it twitched pathetically, precum still dribbling out of the tip.
Mizi sat up, wrapping her arms protectively around her girlfriend. Sua tugged her shirt down, covering her bottom half, and cast an anxious look over her shoulder. Mizi also looked in that direction, carefully listening for any footsteps. After what felt like forever, with no signs of anyone having overheard them, she relaxed.
Sua followed suit, sighing with relief.
They shared a look, smiling and thoroughly amused by their own paranoia. Then Sua’s expression pinched. She tried to hide it, features smoothing out in a practiced manner, but they were sitting too close for Mizi to miss it.
Her chest tightened.
Sua was getting frustrated, and she understood why.
This had already happened twice before.
Each time they had gotten close to cumming together (because Sua insisted it had to be together), one of them would be too rough. Well, Mizi would be too rough, too eager, too impatient. Then something would rattle loudly, and they’d be too frightened to continue for a hot second. As a result, they’d inadvertently edged themselves more than they liked.
Mizi couldn’t lie and say it wasn’t testing her patience. That much was evident in the way she kept trying to take control of the pace (therefore messing everything up). She just wanted her girl to cum more than anything, was more than willing to put aside her own needs to meet Sua’s, but that’s not what Sua wanted. Sua had already cum twice from her fingers and tongue, so she wanted her third to be at the same time as Mizi’s.
But she worried this was also creating pressure for Sua.
“Hey,” she whispered, prompting Sua to look at her. She reached forward, cradling the other girl’s face in her hands. The subtle frown on Sua’s face instantly melted, giving way to a small pout instead. Mizi leaned forward, pecking her on the lips. “It’s okay.”
Sua didn’t answer exactly. She heaved a sigh, wrapping her hands around Mizi’s wrists. She didn’t pull them away, just kept them connected.
Mizi kissed her again, lingering this time.
“It’s really okay. If it’s too much, we can stop here.”
“But I…” Sua bit her lip, hesitating. This time, she initiated the kiss, then the next one, nipping and sucking on Mizi’s bottom lip before she pulled away. “I want to. I want to cum with you.”
Mizi barely suppressed a groan. Her half-hard cock twitched and started to leak once more. But she ignored it once again.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“Are you really sure?” She asked one more time. Sua huffed and rolled her eyes, letting go of her wrists. Mizi laughed at her expression, holding her hands up in surrender. “I’m just making sure. We really don’t ha—fuck!”
Mizi choked mid-sentence as a hand wrapped around her cock. It was still slick with their combined arousal, making it easy for Sua to quickly stroke her from base to tip and back again. The older girl hummed in satisfaction at her reaction. She paid special attention to the head of her cock, twisting her wrist whenever she got to the top and rubbing her thumb against her slit. In just a few strokes, Mizi was fully hard and ready to go again.
She would definitely cum if Sua kept jacking her off like this.
As if she could read her thoughts, her girlfriend let go of her. Her cock throbbed angrily, robbed of release once more, but Mizi didn’t pay it any mind. Not when Sua was rolling her shirt back up and over her small chest, re-exposing her pierced nipples for Mizi to gawk at.
“Stop staring.”
“I can’t help it.” Mizi muttered, reaching out to cup her girl’s chest. “They looked at me first.”
“You’re so corny,” Sua snorted, but there was no malice in her voice, only fondness and a hint of shyness.
She let Mizi fondle her chest without complaint for a few moments, letting out soft breathy moans as her nipples were pinched. Mizi tweaked the barbells, tugging on them gently. She savored the way Sua gasped and arched her back in response. She leaned forward, taking one small tit into her mouth. She traced the marks she had left behind, then used the tip of her tongue to play with the beads on either side of Sua’s nipple.
A hand carded through her hair, lightly tugging on the short strands before smoothing them back down. Her own hands slid against Sua’s body, settling on her hips and tugging her forward. Her girlfriend’s entrance hovered just above her cock, radiating warmth. As if sensing it, her cock twitched eagerly. Mizi skimmed her teeth against the hard nipple in her mouth, basking in the breathy moan Sua let out. Her girlfriend’s hips subtly rolled, brushing against the underside of her cock.
Mizi groaned around her mouthful of Sua’s skin.
“Mmn…” the older girl sighed happily, hips rolling a few more times, teasing the both of them. The hand in her hair tightened into a fist, pulling. “Lay back for me?”
Mizi reluctantly pulled away, mouth dislodging with a wet pop. But she followed the request readily, settling on her back, head on the pillow again. Her hands never left Sua’s body, keeping a firm hold on her hips. Lying down again and with Sua’s shirt lifted, she could see the girl’s puffy lips and wet inner thighs. There were a few thin strands of slick dripping out from her.
Mizi’s cock throbbed. It was the hardest it’d been all night.
Sua took hold of it once more, stroking it a couple more times and smearing precum all over her shaft. Mizi grunted as she tried not to moan loudly. Then finally, Sua was lining them up. Mizi tensed as the fat head of her cock breached her girlfriend’s tight entrance. Sua was so wet. She still went slow when inserting the thickest part of her cock inside, but the rest of it was easy for the older girl to take. They both moaned softly as she bottomed out.
“God,” Mizi sighed heavily, stomach clenching as pleasure zipped through her. It was electric, and goosebumps prickled her skin.
Sua didn’t seem to be faring any better. Her face was scrunched with pleasure, eyebrows raised high and lips parted slightly. She panted softly then took a deep breath. Her eyes fluttered open, and they were wet with unshed tears. Mizi felt herself throb at the sight. Sua must have felt it too because she let out a soft groan. Then her hips were rolling back and forth, starting a grind that fell into a steady pace.
“Oh—” Sua hiccuped, hands sliding up Mizi’s stomach as she leaned forward and changed the angle. A flush quickly reddened her normally pale skin. “Oh, fuck, Mizi.”
Mizi’s own throat rolled as she swallowed a moan, “Feel good, baby?”
“Mhm, yeah,” her breath hitched several times, her throat even squeaking as she tried to keep quiet. “Feels g-good.”
They didn’t talk much after that, concentrating on just feeling each other. Mizi did her best to keep her eyes open, to watch as Sua rode her. Her girlfriend’s skin was slick with a thin layer of sweat, and her face was flushed a pretty pink. She was beautiful. So, so beautiful. Mizi’s hands dropped down from her waist to her thighs, running up and down as she muttered soft encouragement.
Sua’s own hands roamed her body as if she was indecisive on where to put them. They pressed against her stomach, her sternum, her shoulders, even her neck. One hand settled there. Mizi reached up and readjusted Sua’s hold on her neck, then when it was safely in place, she rolled her head back to expose more of her throat.
Then Sua squeezed.
Mizi mouthed a silent fuck as her girlfriend’s grip tightened, both around her throat and her cock. A steady stream of whimpers came from Sua, whose hips started to roll faster. The bed swayed, floorboards creaked, but Sua kept everything measured. Not too fast or too hard. Mizi was, essentially, just along for the ride.
Perhaps it was because of the reverse in their usual dynamics, where Sua was more in control for once, but soon enough, she felt her girlfriend’s cunt begin to flutter tellingly. The soft whimpers turned into constant breathy moans and labored panting. Mizi felt herself throb desperately, ready to bust at any moment.
“Close, Mizi,” Sua murmured, leaning closer and applying more pressure on her throat.
Her balls tightened. Mizi clenched her jaw as she tried not to cum just yet, wanting Sua to get there first. But it was becoming increasingly harder as the seconds started to stretch on. She tried reaching for Sua’s clit impatiently, trying to speed things up, but her girlfriend brushed it aside and shook her head. Too much.
She reluctantly kept her hands on Sua’s thighs, squeezing the supple flesh tightly as she tried to distract herself.
Her head was beginning to get fuzzy from the lack of oxygen. Like static on a TV. The only thing she could concentrate on was the feeling of Sua's cunt. Although her girlfriend typically ran cold, her pussy was anything but that. It was molten hot. And it tightly dragged across every nerve on her cock. Heat seemed to rush through her entire body, settling between her legs.
Mizi’s cock gave a heady throb. She felt something spit out from the tip.
“Oh shit,” she gasped urgently, trying to speak with what little breath she had. “I’m gonna cum.”
Sua’s pace stuttered, then quickened at her words. The noises she made also increased with desperation. Mizi squinted up at her, vision spotting slightly because of the combined pleasure and lack of oxygen. Through the haze, tear-filled violet eyes looked back at her. There was a certain look in them. It was the same look that started all of this—all the reckless fucking they’d done. Mizi could never resist Sua, but it was especially difficult when they were at a place where condoms were literally banned.
(Which was, in Mizi’s opinion, a bit problematic. But who was she to judge the rules she actively ignored.)
Sua never spoke the words out loud, but Mizi knew exactly what the older girl wanted. What Sua wanted was to feel Mizi spill inside of her, raw and unobstructed by latex. It wasn’t like they disliked using condoms—ordinarily, they used them religiously; it was always better to be safe than sorry after all—but there was just something different about going at it without them. Being able to fill her girl up until she was dripping with cum tended to have that effect.
(Who knew that the camp rule would be the perfect excuse to fulfill that breeding kink they never really talked about…)
This was what Sua needed, what she was waiting for. Her cunt kept squeezing ever since Mizi gave her warning.
Mizi shut her eyes tightly, her whole body twitching as her pleasure climbed higher and higher. Her heartbeat drummed in her ears, then it faded into the background as her ears started to ring. She threw her head back against the pillow as her release finally began to crest. Her balls tightened, and then she felt the first rope of cum spurt out from the tip of her cock.
It was quickly followed by more.
All of it spilled inside of Sua, coating her pussy in cum.
“I’m cumming,” Sua’s voice suddenly cut through the ringing in her ears. The hand on her neck disappeared, and she sucked in a deep breath. She opened her eyes, vision clearing as her lungs filled. Sua sobbed softly when their gazes met. “I’m cumming, Mizi…! I’m cumming.”
“Fuck, unnie,” she husked, finally regaining some strength in her limbs. She pushed her hips up into Sua, grunting at the overstimulation on her sensitive skin. Her balls were still pumping out cum, but she needed Sua to cum on her cock desperately. “Give it to me, baby. I need—oh fuck—need you to cum on my cock.”
That seemed to do it. Sua’s breath caught high in her throat. Then she stilled on top of her, her body locking up as she finally reached her peak. She trembled a second later, collapsing toward Mizi, barely catching herself on her hands as her body shook with release. Her cunt squeezed rhythmically around Mizi’s cock, milking more cum out of her than she thought she had.
Mizi grunted and cursed softly with each squeeze, her cock hyper sensitive. Despite this, she grabbed Sua’s hips, pulling and pushing them as she encouraged her to ride out her orgasm. She let up on her grasp as soon as she felt Sua’s pussy relax.
Completely spent, Sua collapsed fully on top of Mizi. She automatically hugged the older girl, running her hands up and down her sweat-soaked back. She pressed multiple kisses on the side of her head. Sua shifted in her hold, burying herself into the crook of her neck.
“Thank you, baby,” Mizi whispered.
“Mmn,” was the tired response she received.
She laughed softly, jostling Sua. She received a weak pinch to her side as reprimand. It only made her laugh harder. This time she got a whine of complaint, and she suppressed her giggles, tracing random patterns against her girlfriend’s skin to comfort her. There was a lull as Mizi waited for the subtle tremors in her girlfriend’s body to settle down. She pressed another kiss to the top of her head.
“I love you.”
“Love you too,” Sua murmured back, snuggling closer.
The movement caused her half-hard cock to finally slip out. They both moaned softly then went silent. Mizi couldn’t see it, but she felt the cum drip out of her girlfriend’s cunt and into her lap. She bit her lip, body warming with arousal once more. She couldn’t help but reach down, rubbing Sua’s cum stained folds. The other girl gasped and rolled her hips back into her touch. Mizi brushed her lips against her blushing ear.
“Do you have one more in you?”
Sua pushed herself up, biting her lip and giving her that look once again.
It was all the answer she needed.
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extra.
The next morning, all of the counselors were summoned to the head office. They gathered in the small cabin together, exchanging confused glances and clueless shrugs. No one knew why they were there until Jacob, the camp owner, spoke.
“I know you’re all young adults with needs, but please remember the rules.”
He gestured toward the laminated poster on the wall, just behind his head. The words “No Sex” were in big, bold letters right at the top (apparently, it was bolded after the last group of counselors kept blatantly breaking the rule). Mizi felt cold sweat gather at the small of her back, and beside her, Sua went unnaturally still.
She tried not to look at her girlfriend, lest that give them away. It wasn’t like they were being singled out, but she still felt guilty.
Jacob looked at all of them calmly and kindly. His tone wasn’t accusatory, but the air was still filled with awkwardly-charged tension. They all avoided making eye contact with him and with each other. After letting them stew in silence for a minute, Jacob dismissed them, allowing them to flee with their tails between their legs.
The group of counselors were silent as they walked away from the head office, the air heavy between them. When they were out of earshot from the office, Dewey piped up, his tone full of amusement.
“So, who was it?” His head swiveled as he looked at each of them, a wide smile on his face. “Who got caught?”
Someone (Till) seemingly choked on their spit and started to cough. Another person (Hyuna) whistled unconvincingly.
And Mizi did her best to feign ignorance, also looking around. Sua half-hid behind her, trying her best to blend in with Mizi’s shadow.
Unsurprisingly, it was Isaac who dissuaded the line of questioning. “Does it matter?”
Also unsurprisingly, that turned Dewey’s sights on him.
“Hyung!” The boy gasped, dramatically putting his hands on his mouth, looking absolutely scandalized. He leaned forward, voice lowering to a whisper. “Don’t tell me it was you?”
Then something odd happened. Usually Isaac would ignore his provocation and push Dewey aside, groaning as he did so. But he sputtered instead. Actually sputtered.
Interestingly, Hyuna, who stood beside Isaac, stiffened, appearing suspiciously flustered although she tried to play it cool. And even more interesting, Luka scowled from his place next to Hyuna.
Mizi’s gaze bounced between the three of them, her eyes going in circles as the conversation descended into chaos following Isaac’s unusual reaction. She felt like she had just learned some juicy gossip without really hearing it. She wanted to join in, to help Dewey with his mock interrogation, but out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Sua making a discreet getaway as chaos unfolded.
She spotted Till attempting to do the same on the opposite side, Ivan trailing behind him. The black haired boy noticed her gaze and shrugged, his snaggle tooth prominent as he smiled helplessly.
She smiled back, just as helpless, as she turned to follow Sua. As much as she loved gossip, she moved her girlfriend more. She had to make sure Sua wasn’t too anxious over Jacob’s vague warning, so she hurried after her.
She would just have to ask Hyuna for details some other time.