“Wow. You really did quite the job here, love.”
He looked over at her face, pleased to see that she was beaming her approval. Her features were always gorgeous, but when she smiled, her dark brown eyes really did seem to shine. He grinned back, and she sauntered over to him, swaying her hips a bit seductively. Kiana’s father was Egyptian and her mother a mix of Western European ancestry, which gave her a somewhat lighter olive skin tone, with long, thick, dark brown hair and a slightly exotic beauty. She was dressed in some royal purple and gold middle eastern garb, intended as an homage to belly dancing gear of the middle east, which showed off her nicely flared hips and toned stomach, easily her best assets on her tall, lithe figure. She put her arms around his neck as she craned up to put her mouth by his, teasingly. “I’d say somebody is getting a great big reward a bit later,” she purred enticingly before leaning in to kiss him, and smoothly snaking her tongue into his mouth.
He responded by grabbing her around the hips and pulling her into him as he returned the kiss, and as she pressed her body against him, she reached down slyly and brushed her hand over his cock, which, while relaxed, was gaining a bit of blood due to the situation. Enjoying his swelling, she teased him a bit more, and he responded by snaking his hand inside her top. Kiana’s breasts weren’t large (maybe a B cup), but they were perky as could be and she only wore a bra half the time even in regular clothes, but her nipples were hypersensitive, so the attention immediately made her groan. “Ooh, you’re gonna get it good tonight, mister.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” he responded with a cheshire cat grin.
“I just want you to be ready when I drain you dry.”
“Geez, get a tent, you two!” they heard a few feet away, and looked up from their embrace to see a familiar face in Melanie smiling back at them.
“We have one,” Kiana retorted.
“Well, if you’re going to fuck in public, at least let me know so I can be there to watch,” she quipped back.
“Noted,” Luke replied. “I didn’t know you were into this stuff.”
“It’s my first event,” Melanie said, coming over and giving them each a quick hug. “I’m here with my friend Megan. She’s really into the whole scene, has a clan, all that. I’m over across the camp near the food tents.”
Melanie and Kiana had worked together at a bar about a year ago, and though they had a few friends in common, they had only hung out a handful of times, when people had gathered for food or the occasional hit of pot. Kiana didn’t smoke a lot, and Luke was only a very occasional indulger, so perhaps their worlds didn’t collide a lot with Melanie’s somewhat more hippie-ish crowd. Luke couldn’t help but compare her as she stood next to Kiana, noting that she was about an inch shorter at around 5’7″, but willow-thin and pale skinned. Her black hair and grayish-green eyes contrasted beautifully with her skin tone, and she had a slight Angelina Jolie quality to her facial features.
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