It's the weekend, July, and i'ts hot this could only mean one thing. PAINTBALL. Whats not to love about a group of people, adrenaline, and paint.
In the summer when we get some nice weather a group of us get together load up the trucks and jeeps and head off into the woods. Something about this has always turned me on, I don't know if it's the ruggedness of the woods or the fact that most of the group is guys and they are hunting me.
There are twelve of us today making for two nice teams of six. Most of us get dressed once we get into the woods usually putting camo on over whatever we already had on. This day had been extremely hot, somwhere in the nineties, so I had oppted to wear my camo pants instead of putting them on over my jeans, a camo shirt with a black tank underneath, boots, and a camo bandana on my head completed the paintball uniform. After several games people started to leave for various reasons, out of ammo, out of CO2, or just plain beat up and tired. This had left us with six people one couple(Aimee and Rick), two brothers(Jay and John), and two singles(me and Tim) . We decide to play one more game then call it a day. The first team(Aimee, Rick, Jay), heads out to hide while the second team (me, Tim, John) waits about ten minutes, sounds the horn and heads out to hunt. I wouldn't call myself the best player but I also wouldn't call my self the worst, I am usually not the first one "OUT" or dead. This game was to be different and I was about to find that out. From behind a tree a saw Aimee the girl on the other team, she is a good player and any chance to take her out early is one that should be taken. She was crouched behind a stump and did not see me behind my tree. I quietly and slowly lifted my gun and took aim at her. "POW!" I got hit in the neck, one of the most painful places to take a hit. I yelled a few choice words then yelled "OUT" to let the others know I was technically dead.
The guy that hit me was Jay the hotter of the two brothers. He is tall and thin and has always turned me on. He comes over to check on me and notices blood on my neck and insists we go back to the picnic table and check it out. He yells "OUT" letting everyone know that he was taking himself out of the game. This pisses me off slightly, I don't like being treated like I'm weak and I certanly wasn't afraid of a little blood and I was pissed that I was first out, but on the other hand if he wanted to show me a little attention and make sure he didn't hurt me to badly who was I to argue.
We get back to the picnic table and my neck and shirt are covered with pink paint, he tells me to take off my shirt so we can clean up my neck and check out the cut. I don't really think much of this because he knows I wear a black tank top under my camo shirt. I sit on top of the picnic table and he tilts my head to the side, grabs a bottle of water and a towel and starts wiping the paint off my neck. The excess water is mixing with the paint washing it down my neck and between my breasts in a nice pink line, I notice him folowing the line of pink that disappears into my tank top. It is then that he runs the towel across the cut and it blazes to life causing me to wince in pain killing the feelings that were starting to stir. He apologized and regaind his composure. Once he got all the paint off, the damage was very evident, a perfect half inch round cut already bruising and swelling. He felt horrible and apoligized several times while I assured him it wasn't the first just the first in a very bad spot and I did not blame him.
While he continued to apologize and wipe my neck I could see the hurt in his eyes had changed to something more. He took me by surprise when he leaned forward and kissed my neck all around the mark, this brought back those feelings that had been killed just a short while ago. He then kissed along the trail the pink water had left down my neck to where it disapeared into my tank top and then looked up at me and the look in his eyes was very clear. "I have been waiting for a moment like this" he said as he put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me to him and kissed me. It was a wild kiss all tongue and biting lips the kind that let me know that he had been thinking about this for some time now. He kissed down that pink line on my neck again, this time pulling off my tank to follow the line further and to see where it went. The line went under my bra so that came off next. He carresed and sucked my breasts rubbing pink paint on each hard nipple after pinching them between his teeth. But the pink line runs further down and he followed it kissing the whole way down my stomach as he leaned me back on the picnic table. He reaches the top of my camo pants and teasingly licks under the waistband while looking up at me, and then past me.
His brother John has come out of the woods covered in paint and has noticed what is going on. As John unzips his pants Jay unzips mine. Jay pulls off my boots and my pants while I lay on the picnic table watching John come closer and I notice his rock hard cock in his hand. I am so obsessed with having that cock in my mouth that I don't even notice that Jay has stripped down completely and removed my panties. John makes it to the table and I take his cock in my mouth while Jay runs his tongue up my dripping wet pussy, the feeling of both of them made my juices flow even more. Jay sucks and nibbles in all the right places, sucking on my clit and licking up my juices, when he inserts his fingers it's more than I can handle and I cum all over his hot mouth . Suddenly John pulls his cock out of my mouth and Jay stands up. Coming out of the woods is Aimee, Rick, and Tim.
Aimee breaks the silence first, she starts stripping. Rick and Tim follow her lead as she lays on the table next to me. While watching all this unfold next to me I failed to notice that Jay and John had switched places and broken open some paintballs, that is until they started rubbing blue paint all over my body, Rick and Tim copied that by rubbing pink paint all over Aimee's small petite breasts and thighs. The smooth texture of the paint and their hands massaging my body brought me right back to where we had left off. I reached for Jays cock and licked up the entire length of him while cupping his balls, then swallowed down as much of him as I could. John was kissing up my thighs and licking the juice that had begun to flow again from my hot waiting pussy, but I wanted Jay, I wanted him so badly to fill my pussy with his cock and he happily abliged. Aimee reached out a free hand to take Johns cock and he let her.
The pounding of Jays cock in my pussy was building me to another orgasm and the sound of Aimee getting pounded only made things that much hotter. Me and Aimee were covered almost head to toe with paint, we were both being greatly enjoyed and enjoying every minute of it. Jay flipped me over on top of the picnic table, and slapped my ass as he rammed his cock into my dripping pussy pushing me over the edge and I screamed out in relief as wave after wave of pleasure poured through my body. The guys all came to an agreement that me and Aimee should kiss for them and we were more than happy to agree. On our knees on the picnic table we rubbed our paint covered bodies together and kissed as the guys shot their hot sticky cum all over our bodies, We mixed their cum with the paint on our bodies and rubbed it all over each other until each guy was completely emptied. Games had never ended like this before and there was only one thing left to do. Shower off.
I hope everyone likes my first attempt at wrighting my fantasies. Please be kind.
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