Welcome to E. Mayberry

“We don’t need a fucking mattress,” he said.

He turned me around and put my hands on the tree. Then he fell to his knees and grabbed my ass cheeks in each of his hands, digging in his nails and spreading them. His tongue dipped into my wet pussy and his nose bumped my asshole. If I hadn’t been wet enough before, I was now. He stood and shoved his cock into me hard.

“I…fuck…ing…need…you…” he said, each syllable sounding off with the slap of his thighs against my ass, speaking in hard thrusts, his breathy sighs following each drive.

I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t. It wasn’t the time for dirty talk. I wanted him and that was enough. He fucked me so hard my hand slipped and my shoulder dug into the tree bark, scratching the shit out of me. I couldn’t stay quiet anymore.

“Oh,” I said. “Shit. Yes.”

My wet pussy coated his cock so good he glided in and out of me with such ease. He fucked the shit out of me there against the tree. It was definitely a quickie but it was exactly what I needed. This time when he reached orgasm, he didn’t back away.

“I can’t pull out,” he said. “I’m about to come but I need to come inside you.”

“I want to feel you,” I said.

“Yes,” he said.

He kept fucking me. He slapped my ass hard and drove into me with all the fury, all the anger, all the wanting, all the frustration he’d had pent up inside and was finally able to unleash with nobody around watching to keep us under control. It was the sex we wanted to have on the playdate but weren’t comfortable having. We’d fucked on the swings and it was intimate but this is how he wanted me, desperately, raw, and real.

His animalistic side was so fucking hot.

He pulled me away from the tree and clutched a hand to my throat, squeezing slightly, enough to remind me I was his if only for the moment, then he reached around and pinched my left tit, squeezing the nipple in his fingers, as his cock continued to penetrate me

I couldn’t speak. I wanted to but I couldn’t find words.

“Umpf” was the only sound I could make and it slipped out with each thrust.

His drives became long, deep, and slow, and I knew he’d reached climax. The grunt that came from his throat came before his cock did. Then I felt the force of his cum as it gushed from the head of his cock and filled me on the inside.

“Keep going,” I said.

Having my pussy covered in whipped cream and licked clean had set me on a horny journey that couldn’t end until I came and the trembling of Pasha’s cock was the trigger I needed to make it happen. Soon I’d joined him in orgasmic bliss. I fell hard against the tree, hugging it, weak in my legs as he pumped inside me a few more times.

“Pasha and Sunshine, your time is up!” someone yelled in the distance.

I walked out from behind the stage before Pasha did and I was glad to see nobody was waiting for me. I’d passed Bastian and Bree on the way out and she was riding the shit out of him. I was glad to see he was having a great time but it hurt all the same, even though I’d just let Pasha come inside me, a big rule breaker in the community. A pet is never allowed to come inside another pet.

The rule repeated in my head as I made my way over to the bouncy house to scoop up two handfuls of soapy bubbles and began scrubbing my pussy and ass with the palm of my hand. I needed to wash Pasha off me and be ready for whatever would happen next. I went into the crowd of dancers and used the firehouse spray to wash me off, then went back and repeated the process two more times, scrubbing and rinsing, scrubbing and rinsing. In the end, I was cleaner than I’d been before I’d arrived at the festival.

The next game I didn’t get involved in but watched instead. I needed some time to relax. Besides, this one was kind of boring. It was hilarious to watch but I was fine sitting this one out. It was the Erotic Mayberry version of the ring toss. Men lay down naked on the grass with their hard-ons pointed straight up. Then, women took turns tossing soft, pillow-like donuts at the men. The winner was the one who got the ring around the dick the most times out of three throws. Everyone sucked at that game.

I drank a couple more beers as I watched and soon I was buzzing again. It felt great. The whole day was amazing. The sun had set already and I was getting tired. To leave earlier would be like a huge slap in the community’s face, so I found a blanket to sit on and relaxed for a few minutes.

“You know if you win the drawing later you’ll be an owner,” I heard a voice say.

I looked up to see Pasha’s erect cock stretched out overhead. He sat down next to me on the blanket.

“That thing has some staying power,” I said. “And, yes, I know I’d become an owner. You too. What do you think of that?”

“I’d love it,” he said. “Then I could be with you whenever I want.”

I liked the sound of that. Looking down at him and seeing him erect right next to me and then looking out at the people all around us, all completely naked and either playing a game, dancing, or eating, it all felt so surreal. It was like I’d died and gone to my own version of heaven because heaven couldn’t possibly be so raunchy. But was sex raunchy? Was there anything wrong with the way we behaved? Imagine how great life would be everywhere if people could simply laugh with real innocent laughter and fuck anyone they found attractive. Can you imagine? Think about the stress-free life everyone would live if the answer to a hard day at work was a wild sexual car wash or a pool party with naked friends.

“Calling all volunteers to the Guess Who game!” Kendall announced over the microphone.

“Oh I’m in that one,” Pasha said. “Maybe that’ll finally get this thing to relax a bit.”

I laughed and gave his cock a gentle squeeze.