It was dawn on the last day of our campout. I woke up in my tent with my girlfriend, Donna, asleep by my side. I am normally not a very emotional guy, but I was so happy and relieved that Donna was still my girl I could barely control myself. I thought I had lost her the night before, but here she was asleep and looking beautiful lying next to me. I wanted to start kissing her, but I knew I should let her sleep.
I had sex with Donna just about every day. I am a morning person and always wake up with a hard dick. Donna was not really a morning person and was sometimes a little grouchy until my tongue or cock got her going. Donna always liked sex and had become a real fan of starting her day with a hard cock inside her. She used to joke that it made her cheeks rosy when she went to class.
I was relieved to be with her because I thought we were finished the night before. Losing the most beautiful girl I knew was bad enough, but losing her to an ass wipe like Ross was more than I could stomach. I had a vivid memory of feeling physically ill at the thought of losing her to Ross. It was even worse because I had encouraged Donna to show off for the other guys on the trip and it had spun out of control.
Then, in a remarkable change of direction, I punched Ross in the nose when he was holding Donna against her will and Donna came to bed with me. As I thought about it, the adrenaline ran through my veins again. I beat up my hated rival, I got the girl and I fucked her like an animal. I felt like King Kong just thinking about it.
I couldn't control myself any longer. I started passionately kissing Donna to wake her up. As I did, I was rubbing her pussy. She was sleeping in the nude. I was overcome with emotion as I spread her long legs and licked her pussy. It had a strong smell of sex from the previous evening. Despite my regrets, the thought of my beautiful, sexy girl having sex with another guy still turned me on.
After licking Donna to wake her up and warm her up, I climbed up on top of her, kissed her passionately and rammed my hard cock into her very wet pussy. Donna was almost always instantly wet and her pussy would get wetter than any other woman I have known, before or since.
I was completely into fucking Donna and fucking her hard. I was a highly conditioned athlete and I put every ounce of energy into fucking her. She could sense and feel the difference and was soon moaning and calling my name as I pounded her.
I felt like a conquering hero or Viking as I took the lovely princess. Donna was making more noise than usual and was soon having a loud, excited orgasm. Hearing Donna moan and yell as she pushed back against my cock was too much for me. I came and came and came.
I lay there sweating in a tangle with gorgeous Donna periodically rubbing her massive tits.
Donna looked at me and said, "Wow, you were really excited today! Thank you. That was wonderful, Darlin'."
I gave her a hug and a kiss. As I did, I realized that Donna was not as emotional about last night as I was. She was her normal, gorgeous self. She smiled at me with her pretty smile, but I could tell she was a little surprised by the intensity of the sex.
I thought I would remind her of the night before and said, "We ought to turn the asshole Ross into the police for rape or sexual assault for what he did to you last night."
Donna looked stunned and said, "Oh, no, we shouldn't that. Ross went too far, but it wasn't rape or sexual assault."
Any defense of Ross made me mad. "Why not? He was holding you against your will trying to have sex with you. He had also forced you into having sex with him earlier before you tried to escape."
Donna looked worried and said, "Can we just drop it?"
This wasn't going the way I wanted, so I said, "No, what is wrong? Why are you defending that scumbag who was hurting you last night?
Donna looked sad and worried and said, "Let's just drop it, okay?"
"No, Donna. What is wrong?"
Donna looked at me and said, "Do you promise not to get mad if I tell you the truth?"
"Yes."
She looked very serious and said slowly and hesitantly, "I told Ross that I like it rough. I told him that I wanted to be taken anally and I told him to make it rough. I let him know that it turns me on. He just kept doing it a little too long when I was ready to come back to our tent."
I felt completely deflated. I thought I had saved her from a rape and all I did is interfere with my girlfriend's kinky sex.
I thanked her for telling me the truth and told her that I thought she shouldn't have sex with the other guys anymore.
She didn't look happy about that, but she said, "Okay Baby. I only did it because it turned you on when I acted naughty and the I told you about it."
"I know, but I think we have had enough."
As I said that, I was mad at myself because hearing my beautiful 19 year old girlfriend admit that she asked to be fucked in the ass and treated like a slut made my dick hard. This was exactly what got us into the current bad situation. At least it was the last day.
After a few minutes, Donna threw on a t-shirt and shorts and went to take her bath in the river. All of the guys loved her morning bath time because she came back to the camp wearing nothing but her lingerie. I was anxious to see what she had in store for us on the last day. I loved to see my busty girl show off. Her breasts were some of the best I had ever seen. I think Donna liked it too, but she always said she did it for me.
As Donna walked off down the river to a private spot to bathe, I started some coffee. I sat and talked to my friend Shawn as we had some coffee made over the campfire.
We talked about what an asshole Ross was and how we hoped that today would be the last day we would ever have to see him.
Shawn said, "Last night after you went to bed Ross kept saying that Donna wanted him to rough her up. He claimed that it was all her idea. Can you believe that scum bag would blame Donna?"
I said, "No. That is the kind of bullshit I would expect from him."
Shawn looked at me and said, "She did let him butt fuck her, but I can't see Donna really wanting to be roughed up by him or anyone else. Almost any guy would treat her like a queen."
I tried to avoid eye contact with my friend when I said, "Yeah, you are right. Every guy we meet seems to lust after her."
I did not want to admit to my friend that Donna had asked for the rough sex and the anal from Ross. The way we all felt about Ross, I was happy to just let everyone believe that he was trying to rape Donna and I saved her.
Thankfully, we moved on to other subjects and made some more coffee.
As we were sitting around the fire talking and drinking coffee, it occurred to me that Donna had been gone a long time. She had taken a bath every morning in the river, but had never taken as long as it did that morning.
I waited a little longer and when Donna did not come back, I started down the path she had taken to check on her. I did not really know where she went to bathe, but I did not think it would be very hard to find her.
I walked down the path which followed the river and heard some talking ahead. At first I could not imagine who it could be in the middle of nowhere, then I remembered the fishermen we had met the day before. They were camped near us and had shared dinner with us the night before. They had also seen Ross have sex with my girlfriend.
Sure enough, when I rounded a bend in the path, I saw Donna in the water talking to the fishermen, Bob and Jim, who sat in their little fishing boat near her. They were all laughing when I came on the scene.