"Okay, everybody up. Rise and shine. Time to be on the road!"
Ginnie turned over in her sleeping bag, arms reaching out for Joe. She awoke with a start when she didn't find him. It took long seconds to come fully awake and remember where she was.
She was in the sleeping bag alone. Joe had been with her. But that had been last night. And out in the woods, they'd continued their frantic fucking.
Ginnie smiled as she remembered the feel of him spanking her, then fucking the living hell out of her. And how she'd come repeatedly when she swung from the tree limb.
And the sixty-nine! She would remember it forever. The feel of his tongue fucking her while she was sucking on his prick wasn't going to be something she would ever forget. It had been too nice.
"Come on and load up. Time to get back to town."
Dr. Preston's voice annoyed her. All she wanted to do was roll over and go back to sleep with her memories.
The man wouldn't let her. He threw open the flap of the tent and shouted again, "Come on, you lazy freshmen. Time to roll. Ten minutes or we'll leave you behind!"
Phyllis moaned and said, "Hell, for two cents they could leave me behind. As long as they left Frank, too."
"No such luck," said Nancy. "I'd settle for Ron, but old Dr. Preston wouldn't let us keep a pair like that."
"Let's keep the son of a bitch happy." Phyllis reluctantly pulled herself from her sleeping bag and began rolling it. She looked at Ginnie and said, "You'd think Sleeping Beauty there had been out having herself a ball the way she's sacked out."
"Fat chance," mumbled Nancy. "Chick is positively frigid, if you ask me."
Ginnie opened one eye and mumbled, "Have to go? Really?"
"Yeah, move your lily white ass, girl, or they'll strand us up here high and dry and without any men. Though that wouldn't bother you."
Ginnie said nothing. She was too sleepy to argue with Phyllis. Besides, it was her joke on the girl knowing how many times she'd sampled Joe's prick. That was something Phyllis hadn't done and. Nancy had only succeeded in doing one time.
The bumpy ride down the mountain was enough to get her awake. She was tossed all over the back of the van. And, like before, she was having to share the compartment with Frank.
"Well, little Miss Cock Teaser. How'd you like the field trip? Get your rocks off?"
She glared at him, thinking of an appropriate comment. Phyllis called out to Frank, "Never mind her. Why not come on back and keep me company?"
The two of them were fucking merrily away when the van pulled into the filling station. Dr. Preston told her, "Ten minutes and no longer."
Ginnie was out of the van like a flash. In back of the gas station, she found Joe.
They flowed into each other's arms and kissed deeply. She let his tongue stir around in her mouth until she was gasping. Her tits were rising and falling and she felt the now familiar urge coming over her.
She needed his cock, long and hard, thrusting into her cunt.
"Fuck me, Joe, fuck me right here!"
"Here?" He couldn't believe his ears. "You're out of your fucking mind!"
"Of course I am. Now do it!"
She dropped her jeans and kicked one leg free. She curled it around his waist and pulled his crotch close to hers. With a deft movement, she had his fly unzipped. His cock came leaping out like a stallion in a race.
"See? You want the same thing."
"God, you're something else. I never…"
"The hell you never. Now fuck me!"
She gasped as his hips thrust forward. His cock missed its target to go skittering along her gash. The liquid slit molded itself around his prick. She reached down and pressed her cuntlips around his cock before rocking back and forth.
"Not as good as being in me, but still nice!" she purred.
"Hell with that. We only got a few minutes I'm gonna fuck you if that's what you want."
The noise of their screwing could have been heard around the front of the station if anyone had been listening. Virginia gasped repeatedly as she let his prick surge in and out of her cunt. The lewd smacking noise filled the air at the same time her cunt was being filled with his long cock.
She began hopping up and down. The cock reamed her out. Twisting, thrashing, moving her hips, she got off.
"So tiiiight!" he mumbled. "Can't hold back!"
"Don't try, love, don't try! Let me massage you!"
She tensed her cunt muscles and clamped firmly down all around his buried pillar of cock. The liquid squishing noise as her cunt juices oozed out around his prick seemed to be the trigger for his come. He blasted out his jism into her hungrily awaiting cunt.
She quickly pulled her jeans back up, put his cock back into his pants, zipped him up and patted the bulge.
"There you are. All nice and respectable again."
"Yeah. Now let's fly. Old Preston is probably chomping at the bit and ready to roll."
Dr. Preston was. Ginnie clambered into the back of the van and they were off again. She settled back against the soft pile of sleeping bags and heard Phyllis telling Frank, "She's frigid, I tell you."
"Sure seems that way. Hell, I offered to fuck her and you should have seen the look on her face. Honor. I swear, it repulsed her. The thought of my cock actually turned her off!"
Ginnie smiled to herself. Let them think she was frigid.