I just got a letter in the mail informing me that I was caught speeding and that my licence would be suspended for a month starting the following week.  I was pretty bummed out about the situation, so I thought I needed to take advantage still having my licence for a week before they took it away from me.  I made a hasety decision, called work and told them I wouldn’t be in for a few days, grabbed my leathers and jumped on my bike.  Destination unknown, I figured I’d just make it up as I go along.

I rode north for a few days winding up roads along rivers and through national parks.  I’d just broken up with my girlfriend and the long hours with my own thoughts wasn’t doing me any good.  My mind would just wander to the long nights of wild sex and I’d just get myself horny and lonely.  

The third night of my trip led me to a beautiful park called Pink Lakes.  I was running late and arrived just before dusk.  As I followed the string of tents down the dirt path to find a vacant campsite.  I ride a small Vespa and it is an unusual sight so see one loaded up with all my camping equipment on the back, so a few heads turned to watch me arrive.  Most were old inquisitive bats, but one girl blew me away.  She was a young girl that could hardly be 18, with long flowing blond hair that fell down her slim frame. Her skin-tight tank top reviled her perfectly perky small mounds and her tartan mini shirt left little to the imagination.  She winked at me and I almost lost control of the bike.

I pitched my tent as the sun set and unloaded my gear into it.  It was a clear night, the moon already high in the sky casting an atmospheric amber glow over the land.  It wasn’t cold, but I thought I’d like a fire anyway, I figured it would help pass the time before bed as there was not much else to do.

I stumbled around in the dark collect fire wood and trying not to get lost getting back to my campsite.  After what seamed like an eternity I had finally collected enough wood to keep me going for the night and I set about constructing the perfect fire.  When my kindling was just right I brought out my lighter, I paused for a moment staring at it before throwing it as far as I could into the great wilderness.

I wandered across to the other campsites keeping a look out for my winking beauty and soon enough I found her.  She was sitting around her fire slunk over her chair gazing into the night sky.  He legs were positioned in such a way that I caught a glimpse up her skirt at a small black g-string.  Unfortunately both of her parents were around the fire too.  They both had their thermos clenched tightly in their hands.  Her mother deeply engrossed in a Mills and Boone novel and her father with a copy of the Financial Times.  She tilted her head as I approached and gave me a smile.

“Excuse me” I muttered.  Her father snapped his paper shut and with a twitch turned his head to me.  An annoyed cast over his face as if I’d disturbed him immensely.  “I’m just in the last camp site over there and I’ve build myself a grand fire, but I’ve just realised I’ve got nothing to light it with”.  His glared burnt me more than the heat of the fire. “Do you think I could borrow a flame?”

The girl jumped up excitedly, “We’ve got some matches, I’ll come over and help you light it”
“You will certainly not,” snapped her father “You’ll stay right here.”  He fumbled around in his pocket before producing a box of matches. “These matches are boomerangs,” he said, “so they’ll come right back you hear me”.
“Um, sure” and I grabbed the box from his shaking hands and returned to my campsite.

I light my fire and spent a few minutes stoking it until it was burning bright and headed back to give the grumpy old man his matches back.  When I got to their site the he was already in his tent.  His daughter lit only by the glow of the fire seamed more sexy than before and I felt myself getting hard just following the contours of her body with my eyes.  “You lit your fire aright,” she said as she took the matched off me
“Sure, you can see it down the back” I pointed in the direction of my camp at the flames licking into the dark night.
“That looks like a pretty cozy fire”
“Rebecca, bed now!” came the cry from inside her parent’s tent.  She rolled her eyes.
“I guess I’ll see you round”

I returned to my campsite dejected.  I dug through my stuff for my bottle of Cuban rum and flopped down by the fire, dreaming about Rebecca’s beautiful body.  After swinging a few rums to keep me warm my eyes started to droop.  I slipped into a mild sleep cushioned by the soft grass and warmed by the heat of the campfire.

I woke some time later to the sound or a snapping twig.  At first I thought it was a possum, but as I looked up I made out the figure of Rebecca creeping towards me.  
“You’re still awake,” she whispered
“Sure”
“Sorry about my parents, their just stuck up old snobs.  They take issue with anyone that’s not boring like they are”.  Her arm grazing my leg as she flopped down beside me.  I offered her a drink and he gladly accepted.  I can hardly remember what we talked about over the next few minutes. I just spend the time trying not to get caught out staring at her fine tits.  She had a stunning petite body, but she wasn’t a flawless girl, she’s what my friends would call a SOMF – a spoof of my face girl.  You know the type, the amateur porn look. They are the kind of girls that look like they should just naturally have cum dripping from their cheeks.

As she kept on talking in her little high-pitched voice I noticed that her nipples had grown hard and she’d started to shiver. “You look freezing,” I said as I moved closer to her, putting my arm around her shoulders. “Let me warm you up”. She grabbed my arm around wrapped it around her tiny frame bringing my arm just under her perk little breasts.
“I could use some strong hands to warm me up” she whispered “all over my body.

I tiled her head up towards mind and started kissing her sweet lips.  My hands started rubbing over her clothes, working their way up to those perfect breasts.  She gave out a little sigh as I cupped them in my hand. My cock was rock solid in no time flat.  I let my hands caress her body as my tongue embraced her mouth.  I slid them up and down her smooth soft skin and cupped her butt in my hand giving it a small squeeze.  Slowly I started to slide my hands up her long legs, passing her thighs and came up over her g-string.  I slid my hand under the lacy fabric and felt her smooth skin.  I moved my hand lower expecting to feel her bush at any moment, but instead of bush I felt her clit and then her sopping wet little pussy.  I couldn’t believe it, this little SOMF has a completely shaven snatch.  It was at this point I knew this young little girl would let me do just about anything to her, and I intended to take advantage of that.

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