This is 100% true. This happened last summer, but I was too busy with college stuff to write it, so I apologize for the delay. Hope you like it.
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It's almost a rite of passage these days for a teenage boy to go camping with friends. And believe me, if I'd known how this would turn out, I would've gone ages ago. I got the opportunity one day in July, when one of my best friends, a kid I went to school with named Cade (pronounced like "made" but with a C), texted me inviting me along. He was going with his girlfriend, a girl from a neighboring town named Mikayla (who he actually broke up with the following month). I also found out another one of my closest friends named Nate was going. He didn't have a girlfriend so he was going alone, which must've sucked. Naturally, I wanted to bring my girlfriend Liv along. We'd been dating for nearly 2 years by this point. She was going into her sophomore year in college, making her the oldest of the group. The other 5 of us had just graduated high school. I was going to the same college as Liv and Cade, who happened to be my roommate, in September, and I couldn't wait. We all went to the same high school, except Mikayla, who went to her town's.
My name is Matt by the way. I was 18 when this camping trip took place. In fact we all were. Liv was turning 19 later that month (that's a whole different story altogether, called Birthday Fun, check it out). I had dark brown hair, bordering on black, and grayish eyes. I had a honker though, which I broke when I was 14, and now was hooked and rather large. I was about 5'9" and average weight, whatever that is for a teen boy. I played lead guitar in a band, which I formed around the same time I first started dating Liv. We met in high school, in our French class actually, which we both hated with a passion, along with everyone who took the class. I was 16, she was 17, and the grade above me. We hit it off pretty much instantly, and I finally worked up the balls to ask her out in December of my junior year. She's my first girlfriend. We're still together, coming up for 2 years (now over 2 years in real life), and I love her immensely. We finally had sex for the first time on my 18th birthday the previous April. Her present to me was her v-card, which actually made me cry when she told me she surrendered her innocence. That was easily the best gift I've ever had for a birthday. I wrote about that as well, it's called Best Birthday Ever. And trust me, it really was.
Liv had a great personality, one reason why I liked her. She was usually very outgoing and talkative, as well joking and mischievous, but was a very sweet girl with a kind heart. And looks-wise, she was a fucking smoke show. She had blondish-brown hair and hazel eyes. She stood about 5'3" and was in great shape. She played soccer in college. And in high school, she was captain of the girls varsity soccer team and ran track, setting records for best times. She had a fabulous ass, my favorite feature on her, and roughly 34C tits. Her legs were long and toned from soccer, as well as tanned. Her stomach was toned and flat too, made even hotter with a bellybutton piercing, which made the tan look even sexier in the summer.
Anyway, I was at my house chilling out one scorching July afternoon when Cade texted me, asking if I was free the next weekend. I said yes, so he invited me camping with him on Saturday night, along with Mikayla and Nate. He said I could bring Liv, so I texted her asking her to come. She agreed instantly, being the adventurous type. I had never gone camping before, so it was bound to be a good laugh.
So on Saturday afternoon, I picked Liv up and we drove over to Cade's house. Mikayla was already there, and they were packing. Cade greeted us and informed us that Nate was borrowing his dad's truck for the night to haul all our stuff. Nate showed up about 15 minutes later. His dad had a nice truck, a black 2010 Toyota Tundra with a double cab. I've always liked these trucks, and hope to own one in the future. The only problem was, we couldn't all fit in the truck, even with 4 doors and a back seat. So we decided to put all our stuff in the truck and take my car as well. Nate would drive the truck to our campsite and I would follow. It was about a 90 minute drive.
I drive a silver, 5 speed manual 2003 Saab 9-3, nicknamed "Stealth" because she was deathly quiet, despite having a turbo kit and a manual gearbox. I got her from my grandparents when I was 16 because they were sick of changing gears and wanted an automatic. I had no idea how to drive stick when I first got her, but now I love it. I don't think I'll ever own an automatic (maybe a truck, but never a car) as long as I still have my left leg. She's a snarling, turbocharged beast, but she's still my baby.
Anyway, we hit the road about 20 minutes later, at roughly 4:00, Nate's truck carrying all our gear. I was driving the Saab, following him. I love flooring the gas on the highway, the turbo pushes everyone back in their seats. Seriously, it's like a fucking roller coaster. So naturally, I did that once we were on the highway, dropping it into 2nd gear and gunning it past Nate, waving and laughing. He had no chance of catching us, driving a huge pickup truck weighed down with all our shit for the night. The journey there was great. We rolled down the windows and hung our arms out of them. I also opened the sunroof and blasted the radio. We all loved cruising around on summer nights like these. Liv was wearing sunglasses and was sticking her arm out the sunroof the whole journey, a permanent smile on her face.
We finally arrived at the campsite, coming down from the high of driving around on a summer night without a care in the world. This was the shitty part. We had to unload the truck (we'd brought plenty of coolers full of beer luckily) and set up our tents. I was sharing a tent with Liv. Cade was with Mikayla. Nate, the poor kid, had his own, being single. This took forever to do. No one had a clue how to pitch a tent, so everyone kept fucking it up, but it was a good laugh nonetheless. We finally finished about 2 hours later. Nate got the grill set up and went to work on burgers and hotdogs and all sorts of barbecue food. He's a great cook. I was very surprised he didn't have a girlfriend. He's in great shape and can cook, and isn't an ugly kid either.
Cade and I got a fire going while he cooked. The 2 girls found some logs for us all to sit on. Dinner was served at about 8, just as it was starting to get dark. The fire certainly helped keep the mosquitoes away, which was a big plus. It was also getting colder, maybe in the 60s now. Liv certainly noticed and sat next to me, putting her arms around me and leaning on me, giving me a clear view down her tank top. She also got the idea of feeding me, which I liked. I returned the favor, feeding her all of my food. Then she decided to take one of my fingers in her mouth, sucking on it and swirling her tongue around it.
I laughed. "Liv, there's a time and a place for this, you know."
She took my finger out of her mouth. "Damn right. It's now." With that, she sucked each of my fingers on that hand one at a time, and started kissing up my arm and neck, not caring that there were people around. If that wasn't bad enough, she started sucking on my earlobe. I had to resist the urge to moan. She stopped and whispered into my ear, "This isn't the only thing I'll be sucking later." She smiled and turned my head, giving me a particularly wet kiss. That's why I liked her, she didn't give a shit what she looked or sounded like.
I was shaken out of my thoughts by Cade's voice. "Jesus Christ, cool it, will ya? You were right, there's a time and place," he said with a grin from across the fire. Liv finally pulled away with a wet and audible smack, once again hugging me and leaning on me. I put an arm around her waist, caressing her perfect stomach and holding her close.
"Sorry. Liv can't get enough of me," I said jokingly. Cade and Nate both groaned and pretended to puke.
