His Nasty Little Pussy

CAMPING WITH MY DAD’S BEST FRIEND

ALYSSA

I look through my backpack for the millionth time, making sure I’ve packed everything I think I might need. I have my skimpiest bikinis, my shortest shorts, and my tiny t-shirts. I give an excited squeal thinking about the look on Matt’s face when he sees me in these. I just turned 18 last week, and my parents had been promising to take me on a camping trip for months, so they decided this weekend would be the perfect time. That’s not what I’m so excited about, though. I’m excited because my dad’s best friend agreed to come with us.

I know, it’s crazy. I shouldn’t be obsessing about a man old enough to be my dad, but I can’t help it. I’ve been crushing hard on Matt for as long as I can remember. Everything about him drives me wild. I have it so bad I couldn’t even look at any of the boys in high school. None of them did it for me. Even the cutest guys in class couldn’t make my body react, but anytime I’m around Matt, my pussy just goes into overdrive-panties soaked, nipples hard, heart racing. Every fucking time!

I’m bummed about my parents being there, but I’m going to try my best to lure Matt away every chance I get. I giggle while I try to think about excuses I can use to crawl into his tent at night.

“Alyssa, are you ready?” My dad’s voice cuts through my daydreaming.

“Yeah!” I holler back. “I’m coming!”

Well, not yet, I think with a laugh, but hopefully soon! I’ve never done anything with a boy. I’ve been saving all of myself for Matt. I’m the only one who’s ever touched my virgin pussy, but all that’s about to change. I study myself in the mirror before leaving, taking one last look at my virgin self. My shorty shorts and tank are doing very little to hide my curves, and my nipples are already hard from thinking about Matt. My hand itches to finger myself, but I shoo the thought away. He’ll be here any minute. My greedy little pussy will just have to wait a bit longer. I smile at my reflection, knowing the next time I stand here, I’ll be a woman.

Matt’s woman.

Letting out another excited squeal, I grab my backpack and run downstairs. By the time I help my parents finish loading up their car, Matt’s jeep is pulling in our driveway. Running to him, I throw myself in his arms as soon as he opens the door and steps out.

Laughing, he pulls me into a tight hug. I press my body against him in a way that isn’t at all appropriate and breathe in the delicious scent of him. My slender body fits perfectly against his hard muscled one, and the feel of his coarse stubble scratching my cheek makes me let out a small moan.

Hearing it, his body stiffens a little, and I swear I can feel his cock spring to life, but he puts his hands on my shoulders and gently pushes me back so my body is no longer glued to his.

I give him a wide innocent smile. “Hey, Matt.”

“Hey, Alyssa.”

His green eyes look amused and sexy as hell. His eyes always seem to hold a promise of wicked, naughty fun, and I’m dying to know exactly what Matt is capable of.

“Is it okay if I ride with you?” I ask. “There really isn’t a lot of room left in my parents’ car.” Which was entirely true because I’d made sure to pack the backseat full of shit we probably didn’t need so I’d have to ride with him.

“Sure,” he says, giving me a grin.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“I’m gonna ride with Matt!” I shout over my shoulder before throwing my backpack in and hopping in the passenger seat.

Laughing at my enthusiasm, he walks over to say a quick something to my dad, giving me a chance to admire that amazing body of his. His jeans make his ass look fantastic, and the black t-shirt he’s wearing just accentuates his broad shoulders and sculpted arms. When he turns around, I’m treated to an amazing view of that same t-shirt stretched across impressive pecs that make my mouth tingle with the need to run my tongue over them. He looks like he hasn’t shaved in a couple of days, and his short dark hair looks slightly tousled from the wind and sexy as fuck with the small amount of gray that’s started coming in.

His full lips spread into a smile when he climbs into the driver’s seat.

“Ready?’ he asks.

“More than you’ll ever know,” I say with a mischievous grin.

His green eyes study mine for a second, and I think he’s about to say something, but instead, he grabs his dark sunglasses and starts the jeep. When we’re on the road behind my parents, he finally says, “Sorry Carrie couldn’t make it.”

I’m so shocked by his words that my jaw drops open, making him laugh when he sees it. Carrie is his latest girlfriend. He’s had lots of girlfriends over the years, but they never seem to last too long. I hate every single one of them.

“Carrie wasn’t invited,” I say, probably more sharply than I should have, which only makes him laugh harder.

“I forget why you hated this one so much.” The amusement is easy to hear in his voice. “I mean, you hate all my girlfriends, but I can’t remember what it was about Carrie specifically. Was it because you said you could see her roots?”

“No,” I sigh, “that was Jennifer. Carrie hates dogs, Matt. How can you date someone who hates dogs?”

“That’s a good point,” he admits. “It’s a good thing I broke up with her a few weeks ago then.”

I can’t stop the huge grin from spreading across my face, and when he notices, he laughs and gives my knee a quick pat. It’s just a brief moment of his skin meeting mine, but it’s enough to make goosebumps spread across my skin and my pussy spark to life. Judging by the sexy grin he flashes me, he noticed my reaction.