then he smacks my pussy again. I'm ready for it this time, and a part of me is maybe waiting for it, and...
He slides his fingers up and down, teasing across the curves of my feminine folds. He slips a finger inside of me, then another, pushing in and out. Then he smacks my pussy lightly again.
I feel it. It's so strange. I don't think this is a regular orgasm. It's just small and minor, but very... twitchy? It's hard to explain. My pussy clenches of its own accord, refusing to acknowledge anything I think it should be doing. My clit spasms and throbs under Ethan's palm, and he rubs a little, side to side, goading it on. My eyes roll into the back of my head a little and all I see is bright and white.
"Yeah," Ethan says, coming up to kiss my cheek and then nibble lightly on my earlobe. "That's my good girl, Princess."
Mmm... yup... that's me... Ashley, Ethan's Little Miss Perfect, his naughty good girl. I like it.
After that, um... well, we have to leave the shower! We fully dry off and fully get dressed and... well, that's it. We leave. I feel like this is difficult, because I think it's hard for us to leave the shower. I think I could have spent all day in there with him, except we ran out of quarters. Which is bad, because we brought a lot of quarters.
I hope they have a lot of hot water here. I'm kind of worried about that, actually. I mean, yes, it'll come back, refill, or however it works here, but by the time we were finished, the hot water was more warm than anything else, and...
"Hey!" my mom says, waving to us from the road heading to the showers. It's a decent distance away, but not that far. She's got her own change of clothes, and my stepdad is right next to her with his clothes.
"You two weren't showering this entire time, were you?" Ethan's dad asks.
"Wait, what?" my mom asks. "Were you, really? Huh!"
"Um..." I refuse to answer! I will not incriminate myself!
"Ashley's got a lot of hair," Ethan says. "Takes forever to wash."
"That's funny," my mom says. "Seems like she washes it quick on her own. I wonder what's different now?"
"Um..." I refuse! I won't!
"I understand," Ethan's dad says, smirking. "Her mom has a lot of hair, too. Might have to take our time washing that, don't you think, honey?"
"Oh, we definitely might have to do that," my mom says, grinning at him.
My mom. That's my mom. Ugh! Seriously?
I give her a look. That look! She just shrugs at me, feigning innocence. I'm not even buying that, Mom. Not even close.
Ethan gives his dad a thumb's up, though. What the heck! Really, Ethan? Ugh...
"Oh, Caleb was looking for you two," my mom says. "He said something about, um... he taught Gilgamesh how to shake hands? Who's Gilgamesh?"
"The dog," Ethan says, sighing. "Blame Ashley. I didn't come up with that name."
"Does that make Ethan 'Enkidu' then?" my stepdad asks.
I laugh. A lot. Oh no! Is Ethan my wild man? Yes, probably.
"Who's Enkidu?" my mom asks.
"Yeah, I have no clue, either," Ethan says.
"It's a long story," Ethan's dad says, grinning at me.
"Old, too," I say. "One of the oldest, they say."
My stepdad nods. This is fun. I didn't know he knew anything about ancient mythology, but it's nice to have a shared secret. It's kind of fun, you know? It's just a silly secret, nothing serious, but it's nice. I feel like...
I don't know. I feel like we're closer. All of us. Not just myself and Ethan, but I feel closer with my mom, too, and now I feel closer with Ethan's dad, also. And I think Ethan feels the same way. I think we all do. I think we all are.
This is good. This is a great camping trip, and it's only just started. There's more. There's going to be a lot more.
"It's from the first known written story," Ethan's dad says to my mom. They're walking again, heading to the showers. " The Epic of Gilgamesh. Enkidu was kind of like Gilgamesh's
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