Elayne and Tommy play a secret game 2

The next morning, my body still ached deliciously from the night before, a constant reminder of Tommy's relentless pounding. My parents were home all day, bustling around the house with chores and meals, so sneaking away for another round seemed impossible. But I couldn't wait. During lunch, I caught Tommy's eye across the table, his gaze lingering on me with that intense, unspoken hunger.

"Hey, Tommy," I said casually, "wanna go for a walk after we eat? Show you the forest path by the stream?" He nodded vigorously, his fork pausing mid-air, a shy grin spreading across his face.

As soon as the dishes were cleared, we slipped out the back door. The forest trail was a short hike from our house, thick with trees that muffled any sounds, leading to a secluded spot by a babbling stream. No one ever came here this time of day—perfect for our secret. I carried a soft cloth in my backpack, spreading it out on the mossy ground near the water's edge. The air was crisp, sunlight filtering through the leaves, and the gentle rush of the stream added to the thrill.

Tommy watched me intently as I kicked off my shoes and peeled away my clothes, folding them neatly beside the cloth. Naked now, my skin prickling in the cool breeze, I lay back and parted my thighs.

"Remember the game, Tommy?" I could see he did. As there was a tent in his pants. "Start by licking me here." I pointed to my pussy, already swelling with anticipation. He dropped to his knees eagerly, his large hands gripping my hips as he lowered his face between my legs.

This time, he was a bit better—still clumsy, but more focused. His tongue flattened against my slit, lapping upward in broad strokes that grazed my clit just right. I moaned softly, guiding his head with my fingers in his hair.

"Yes, like that—suck on it now." He latched onto my nub, drawing it into his mouth with surprising suction, his tongue flicking erratically but enough to send sparks through me. My hips bucked against his face, juices flowing freely as he slurped and probed deeper, pushing his tongue inside my entrance. The raw enthusiasm built the pressure fast; my breaths came in gasps, and soon I shattered, my pussy clenching around nothing as I came hard, flooding his mouth with my release. He kept licking through it, drawing out every tremor until I pushed him away, panting.

Tommy sat back on his heels, his chin glistening, eyes wide and pleading. He fumbled with his pants, freeing his cock—already rigid and leaking pre-cum.

"Elayne... I wanna go inside your candy. Like yesterday. Please?" He begged, voice thick with need, reaching for me as if to pull me under him in missionary.

I shook my head, teasing him. "Not yet. Lie still." But he whimpered, his hand stroking himself slowly. Instead, I knelt before him, taking his shaft in my mouth. I sucked the head gently, tongue tracing the veins, bobbing just enough to make him groan. His hips twitched, but after a few deep pulls, he pulled away. "No... I want candy." he said, pointing directly at my pussy and shoving a thick finger inside me without warning. It plunged deep, curling roughly, making me gasp.

The boldness surprised me, but it ignited something fierce. "Okay, Tommy. You can have it." I pushed him down onto the cloth, straddling his waist. His cock stood straight up, throbbing as I positioned myself over it. I sank down slowly, my pussy stretching around his girth, inch by inch until I was fully seated, his balls pressed against my ass. He let out a high-pitched whimper, hands clutching my thighs.

I started riding him, rolling my hips in a steady rhythm, grinding my clit against his pubic bone with each drop. Out here in the deserted forest, I didn't hush him—his whimpers turned to loud moans, echoing faintly off the trees. The freedom made it hotter; I bounced faster, my tits jiggling, pussy clenching around his pistoning length. Pleasure coiled tight, and I came with a cry, walls fluttering wildly as I slowed, savoring the aftershocks.

But Tommy wasn't done. His strong arms wrapped around me, lifting and slamming me down onto his cock harder, his thrusts from below driving deeper. It wasn't enough for him, though. With a grunt, he flipped us over, pinning me in missionary beneath his bulk. "Sorry, Elayne... I like it this way, it's so sweet. I can't obey you." His voice was apologetic but firm, eyes locked on mine as he hooked my legs over his shoulders and pounded in.

Each thrust hammered my core, his cock dragging along my sensitive spots. I came again quickly, body arching, nails raking his back. He didn't relent, fucking through my spasms, building me up once more. The second orgasm hit like a wave, my pussy squirting around him, but still he drove on until he buried deep and unloaded, ropes of hot cum filling me to the brim. We collapsed together, his weight comforting as we caught our breath, the stream's murmur lulling us.

After a few minutes, I stirred, wanting to teach him more. "Tommy, let's try something new. Get behind me—doggy style." I positioned on all fours, ass up, presenting my dripping pussy. He knelt behind, gripping my hips, but his aim was off. Instead of sliding into my cunt, the head of his cock nudged my asshole, slick from our mixed fluids, and he pushed in.

It breached me suddenly, the tight ring yielding to his thickness. 'Tommy—wrong hole! That's my ass!' I gasped, the burn mixing with unexpected fullness. But he didn't hear, lost in the sensation, grunting as he sank deeper, bottoming out in my rectum.

The intrusion stretched me painfully at first, but I reached down to rub my clit, circling frantically to ease into it. Pleasure sparked amid the discomfort, my fingers slick. Tommy noticed, though, and batted my hand away gently. "No... I do it." His fingers found my pussy, rubbing my swollen clit in firm circles while one digit slipped inside, pumping alongside his cock in my ass.

The dual assault overwhelmed me—his shaft thrusting steadily into my bowels, fingers working my front with surprising intuition. I came hard, ass clenching around him, pussy spasming on his invading finger. He kept going, pace quickening, rubbing faster until we peaked together. "Oh, Elayne," he groaned, voice breaking as he flooded my ass with another load, his body shuddering against mine.

We stayed connected a moment, then separated, his cum leaking from both holes. Laughing breathlessly, I guided him to the steam. We waded into the stream to clean up, the cool water soothing our heated skin. As we rinsed, Tommy's cock hardened again, pressing against my thigh. "One more?" he murmured, eyes hopeful. "Please."

I nodded, bracing against a rock as he entered me from behind, quick and urgent. He fucked my pussy with short, powerful strokes, hands on my breasts, until we both climaxed swiftly—me grinding back, him spilling inside once more. Satisfied, we dressed and headed home, the secret burning brighter between us.