This is the second story involving my ex-girlfriend, Grace, from Ethiopia. It’s a true story.

It was late September 2016. Grace had never been to the beach before, so we decided to take a long weekend and drive down to Pensacola, FL. I was never really into camping, but Grace loved it, so I bought just a small 2-person tent, we packed our bags and headed south on I-75. We left early in the morning, hoping to arrive late afternoon/early evening. I’d booked a campsite with enough room for a tent, one parked car, and with a campfire built in.

We arrived earlier than anticipated, at around 3:30 in the afternoon, and we got to work setting up our tiny tent. It only took about 15 minutes to do. We laughed once it was up, because the campsite across from ours had an RV with an extendable section and a tent attached, and the two sites on either side of us (separated by some trees on each side) both had large tents and smaller camper vans.

Florida in late September is still really hot and humid, so once the tent was set up, Grace and I both decided to go over to the shower block to clean up, then go to get something to eat. We had bought food with us to cook, along with a small grill, but we just figured we’d rather eat out somewhere that day. Grace headed off into the ladies shower area, and I went into the mens. The water felt good, nice and cool in all the heat and humidity, and I felt refreshed as I walked back to the tent. Grace arrived about 15 minutes later, by which time I was lying on my back inside the tent, with the tent flap tied back, just relaxing and waiting.

The campground was quite busy by that time, with the people either side of us sitting around and laughing and joking, and the couple with the larger RV across the way both sitting out and drinking lemonade and reading. As Grace walked up, I got out of the tent and reached for her stuff to put it away for her. I reached into the tent to put it beside our sleeping bag (we’d bought a larger double one for both of us), and then stood up. I was about to close the tent flap when I caught sight of Grace, who was standing leaning with her back against the car. I’d parked the car parallel to the road the wound through the campground, so we had a little privacy from the people across the way. We had less privacy from the people on either side, but they all seemed distracted.

Grace looked absolutely incredible – she was a tall, slim, ebony goddess, with flawless skin, beautiful black eyes, and black frizzy hair that she’d braided. She was wearing a white t-shirt that clung to her figure tightly, contrasting amazingly with her gorgeous skin, and a pair of olive green shorts that just covered her ass, revealing her incredible long legs. She was wearing a pair of wedge sandals, which helped accent her legs and ass. Every time I looked at this girl I just stopped and stared.

She watched as I walked towards her, with an amused twinkle in her eyes. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close, holding her tight in my arms. I was already turned on just looking at her, but holding her close, smelling her scent, really set me off. I could feel myself getting hard. I raised her chin gently and kissed her softly on the lips – nothing wrong with doing that in public, and obviously no one cares when they see two people kissing. However, I was horny as hell, and I could feel her responding to that, and could tell that she was getting horny too. While kissing her, I slowly eased my right hand down to her shorts and began to rub her pussy through her clothing. She gasped and pulled back, whispering, “you’re crazy, people will see!” It was a half-hearted protest, however – I saw her glance nervously around but she was clearly enjoying it.

Pushing her back against the car door, I looked around, and slowly unfastened the top button of her shorts, and eased my hand inside her panties. She rose slightly to meet my touch, and her eyes closed. She inhaled sharply as she anticipated my fingers, and when I felt her pussy it was wet. I slowly started to rub her clit in tiny circles, softly at first, then harder and harder, getting her wetter and wetter. She whispered, “we can’t do this, someone will see” but at the same time her body was telling me to keep going. I slipped my middle finger inside and she started to squirm against the car. Her eyes opened briefly, just long enough for her to look around – she was obviously nervous – but she closed them almost immediately and relaxed against the car, grinding her hips against my finger. I put a second finger inside her and started to thrust harder, and she started to move her hips back and forth to meet my fingers and push them deeper. By this time she was dripping, and I knew I had to fuck her.

I took my fingers out slowly, and she exhaled deeply. She was starting to sweat – I could see little beads of sweat forming on her forehead and face, and she had a flushed excited look in her eyes, almost as if she was intoxicated. This was a different kind of horny – difficult to explain, but it was a desperate, animal, “I don’t care where we are, I just want to be fucked” kind of horny. As she looked at me, I took my wet fingers and stuck them in her mouth, making her taste her own juice. She had never done this before, but she seemed willing and quietly sucked on my fingers for a few moments, which looking me in the eye.

I led her gently over to the tent – the flap was still tied open. We went inside, laid down, and immediately and violently started to scramble around. She was on top of me, kissing me fervently and passionately, which my hands roamed freely over her body, groping her everywhere. We started to pull each others clothes off, and soon we were naked in the tent, her beautiful ebony body lying on top of mine. She didn’t seem to notice that the tent flap was still open – it was facing away from the road, but I could feel a very slight breeze on my body. If anyone walked behind the tent (there was a path through a wooded area), they would definitely see us.

Grace then did something she’d never done before – she rolled off me, and positioned herself on her left side, to my right. She pushed her left leg under my right leg, and pushed her right leg over the top of mine. She then stared at my chest and urgently started to grind her pussy against my leg. It felt amazing. I was still lying on my back at this point, but she continued to grind away. I could feel her juices rubbing all over my leg, and it was getting more and more slippy with every grind. Her back was to the tent flab, her bare beautiful ass visible for all the world to see, had anyone been watching. My dick was pointing straight up, and I realised that she was staring straight at it as the continued to grind against my thigh. Her breathing was getting faster and faster, and I could tell she wasn’t going to stop until that first orgasm. She was trying to be quiet, but I found myself wondering what it would look like, seeing her from behind grinding against my leg – in other words, the view that someone watching would have.

I closed my eyes and let myself relax and enjoy what was happening. I was being used as a toy. I loved it. I didn’t touch myself, I just let my dick point straight up while she continued to pleasure herself on my body. Not only was her pussy getting wet, her whole body was starting to sweat, which I loved. I could feel her movements getting more and more urgent, and I opened my eyes to watch her, when I saw movement behind her on the path. Someone was standing there watching, trying to stay out of sight behind a tree, but definitely watching us. My cock started to throb at this – I was completely turned on by the fact that someone could see what my horny Grace was doing. They could see the full length of her naked body from behind. It was so fucking erotic!!!!!

I didn’t react, not wanting to change anything. Grace had no idea she was being watched!! Her orgasm continued to build, she was pushing and grinding harder against me, and finally she erupted, shaking uncontrollably and trying her best not to scream out loud. She couldn’t open her eyes, but kept them shut tight while she convulsed in pure pleasure. About halfway through she scrabbled around looking for my cock, eyes still shut, and she grasped it tightly and began to masturbate me. She then reached down to her pussy, covered her hand in her own juices and rubbed them all over my hard cock. She moved her hand up and down, still shaking a little from her orgasm, and trying to calm herself down.

I reached up to her neck, and pulled her head in towards mine. Our lips met, and I rolled over onto my own side, keeping her on her side with her back to the open tent flap. I pretended to have my eyes closed, but squinting through them I could see our visitor – it was a guy I’d noticed at the campsite beside ours. He was probably about 18, a skinny kid with dark hair. He just stood there and watched us. I grasped Grace’s right leg and lifted it until she was half-straddling me, and I reached round and took the fingers of my left hand and started to play with her little pussy again. She immediately started to girate her hips. She had no idea she was being watched, but I did, and it was fucking hot – I started to slide my fingers in and out of her pussy, knowing that it was turning on some other guy.

This went on for several minutes – when I looked out again, the guy was still there, but a cellphone had appeared and it looked like he was filming us. He was about 10 feet away, so not too far at all. No one else seemed to see him, and no one else seemed to know what we were doing. I decided he needed to see more, so in the same position I took my hard cock and eased it up towards Grace’s tight little hole, which was open, wet and ready to be fucked. Slowly, in full view of this guy, I eased my cock inside her, inch by inch, until it was buried all the way inside her. I held it there, leaned back and kissed her, then slowly started to fuck her, in and out, in and out, in and out, the sound of her wetness very audible, and the sound of her breathing getting louder.

Our visitor was still watching us, still filming, and I could now see his hand on his shorts, clearly rubbing his boner. Fuck, I wanted him to see everything. To be honest, I would have loved to watch him fuck Grace, but I wasn’t sure if she’d be into that. I pushed Grace onto her back, and re-entered her pussy in the missionary position. The guy now had a side view of us fucking. He watched as I kissed and licked Grace’s mouth, face, neck and tits. He saw her legs wrap themselves around me, and he saw my dick thrusting violently in her pussy. I’m sure he could hear the noise of her wetness, which squelched with every single thrust.

By this time, Grace was moaning every so slightly, her chest rising and falling and her eyes still tightly shut. I then decided to get on my back and have her straddle me – my favorite position – and she eased herself onto my cock, grinding in a circular motion before started to push her hips backwards and forwards. We were sideways in relation to the tent flap, so the guy could now see her sitting on my cock, thrusting on top of me, grinding her hips, with her tits bouncing as she moved. I reached up to her clit with my thumb and held it there, feeling her wetness as she thrust forwards, feeling my cock inside her while stimulating her clit as she pushed against my thumb. The guy was still filming, and he seemed to be rubbing his shorts a lot harder.

I knew that I couldn’t last much longer, and I could feel Grace building up to another intense orgasm, so I withdrew and decided to finish in Grace’s favorite position – doggy style. This time, I made her face the tent flap (she didn’t say anything about it being open, she barely glanced at it), get on all fours, and I entered her from behind. Immediately she let out a stifled moan (like I said, this was her fav position), and I fucked her harder and harder, feeling my own orgasm building up intensity within me. I glanced over at our visitor and saw the he was still filming, but this time his shorts were unfastened and his cock was in his hands. He was stroking himself hard while watching and filming us. Although Grace was facing him and was only about 10 feet away, her eyes were closed and she didn’t seem to have noticed. I could feel her pussy start to clamp around my hard cock, and knew she was about to cum. I wanted her to open her eyes, but I didn’t want to risk ruining the moment. I continued to thrust, trying to penetrate deeper with each push, until I felt my orgasm begin. My cock began to spurt inside her, warming her up even more, and at the same time she started to shake uncontrollably again. She was louder by now, moaning and shaking and pushing against my dick, receiving all my cum, which filled her insides in what was the most intense orgasm I’d had in a long time. When I was spent, she was still shaking, and I collapsed on top of her, dick staying inside for several minutes as I felt it soften. Grace just laid their quite contentedly, with me on top of her, her breathing starting to calm, a contented smile on her face as she rested on her arms.

“That was incredible”, she murmured, as I eased my cock out of her.

We got dressed quickly, and due to being drenched in sweat, we decided more showers were in order. We walked over to the shower block (this time, I sneaked into the ladies and showered with her, fingering her as we washed, and getting a gentle, sensuous blowjob in return). After this, we walked back to our tent. On the way, we passed the guy who’d been watching. He completely ignored me, but I saw his eyes looking Grace up and down, drinking her in, that lustful look in his eyes. I knew what he’d seen, I knew what he’d done, I knew what he wanted. Grace had no clue.

To this day, I wonder if he still has that video, if he showed his friends, or if he posted it online. I would love for more people to see us fucking. I find it even more erotic that Grace still does not know that someone saw her naked and watched her being fucked.

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