Title:           [Part 1, CLOP] Chrysalis x Anon Campfire Story
Author:          Estradt
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First Edit:      Monday 22nd of December 2014 08:38:44 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 6th of January 2015 08:05:46 PM CDT

>Wow, what the fuck are you still doing up, Anon?
"I could ask you the same thing."
>Chrysalis plops down next to you while you continue to stare out at the pristine lake that you were sitting next to for no other particular reason than that's what people do when they are out on camping trips.
>"Wow, I never knew you were such a romantic faggot, Anon."
>Both of you thought this school camping trip was lame and you both almost skipped it all together, but she couldn't resist the unique types of pranks that staying at a campsite entails.
>So of course she forced you to tag along.
>Your greatest success so far was sending the freshmen class screaming by popping out disguised at an opportune time during a ghost story. Though slipping some laxatives into the chocolate ice cream dessert during this last dinner had some great results.
"Hey, you got any smokes?"
>"Yup."
>She pulls a pack out of her pocket and takes two out. She flipsa zippo out of her other pocket and extends her leg out.
>God damn does she have a pair of legs on her.
>She drags the flint down it, causing the zippo to ignite, and then light the cigarettes and hands you one.
>"So, can't sleep?"
 
 
>You take a puff of the smoke, trying to buy some time to think of an excuse. You don't want to admit that the sleeping bag you brought along is shit and couldn't keep you warm. It's not like you could afford better, and its' not like you wanted to come along anyway.
>Why did you come along? Fucking Chrysalis, if she weren't so hot you probably would have just said fuck it.
"Yeah, we'll go with couldn't sleep. What about you?"
>You see a devilish grin cross Chrysalis' face.
>"Broke into the kitchen, did you know that the teachers had a party?"
>You look up at her with raised eyebrows.
"So what?"
>"They had booze there asshole, and I snagged some. It's all shitty bottom shelf stuff, so it'll get us nice and fucked up. You in?"
 
"What? Yeah! Of course!"
>You've never actually drank before, but it couldn't be any worse than what you've had to do so far.
>You still remember the miles long hike your class was forced to take earlier today.
>Your only solace was sneaking off with Chrysalis back to camp and lying down on a nearby field, shooting the shit until they all came back panting and sweating.
>Chrysalis gets up and says, "Come on, it's too cold around here. Let's go start a fire or something"
>You almost think she means starting a forest fire or some shit, but she leads you to a fire pit slightly away from camp. It's the same one you scared the freshmen away from earlier.
>It's a rock pit circled with logs. There is still quite a bit of fire wood sitting beside the pit. Perfect.
>Chrysalis sits down out a nearby log and pulls out some monarch from a paper bag she was carrying. She pulls out the lighter again and hands it to you.
>You stare down at it
"What you giving me this for?"
>"To start a fire of course."
"Bitch, what make you think I know anything about starting fires."
>"Because you are such a flaming faggot I thought it would come naturally. Besides, I got the booze, the least you could do is make some warmth."
>Grumbling, you stalk over to the fire and start stacking logs. You think back to what you've seen other people do, and realize you need tinder or something like it. As you paw at the ground looking for small twigs you notice Chrysalis taking swigs from the bottle.
>You are essentially crouching down feet in front of her, and you can almost see straight up her skirt.
>You take a few casual glances when you think you can, and then proceed to throw all the tinder you gathered into the fire pit and flick the lighter under it.
>After a few minutes of fanning and snarky comments from Chrysalis, it finally catches.
>"Well look at that, I guess you aren't as useless as I thought you were."
"Yeah, yeah, now give me a swig of that shit."
 
>You take the bottle of cheap vodka and imitate Chrysalis, taking a large swig of it.
>You immediately regret your decision.
>Not only does it burn, but it tastes absolutely awful.
>You attempt to choke it down, but you can feel your body force it up your throat.
>You close your mouth tight in attempt to keep it in, but all that does is make it shoot out your nose.
>Chrysalis, who had been watching you the whole time, bursts out laughing at your coughing and sputtering.
>Rubbing your nose, you thrust the bottle back to Chrysalis.
>"Come on now, daintier sips you little girl." She says, miming the action delicately before tilting the bottle high into her mouth.
>Just watching her do that makes you wince slightly. Agh, your nose is still burning.
>She passes the bottle back.
>"So our class has got pool time tomorrow, know any good pranks we could pull there?"
>You try to think of something, but your mind wander to why is there even a pool when there is such a nice lake. Maybe it gets too cold, who knows.
"I dunno, there is the classic Baby Ruth prank."
>You unscrew the bottle and take a smaller sip this time.
>Surprisingly, Chrysalis doesn't say anything about this manning down on your part.
>"Nah, that's too easy... I was thinking coloring the pool water, or maybe something like saran wrap."
"And you plan to get the stuff to do this where?"
>"There was a whole bunch of plastic wrap in the kitchen, and tons of boxes of jello."
 
>You spend the next few minutes talking about possible pool pranks, but eventually the conversation starts to wander to other pranks, to bands, and then she gets up and starts walking around the fire grinning, teasing you about hot guys in school, implying that you want their dicks yadda yadda nothing you haven't heard from her before.
>She laughs and proclaims the hilarity of setting you up with a football team member (who she apparently knows to be gay) and then tosses the bottle of vodka back to you.
>You roll your eyes and catch the alcohol, noticing that it's quite a bit emptier than you remember it being just a little while ago.
>Holding it to the light, you peer through the cheap plastic and see that there isn't much vodka left, and you were quite sure there was a good half a bottle or more when you first started.
>You stare up at Chrysalis, wondering how she could be so coherent. You may not know much about alcohol, but you are feeling a bit buzzed from the little bit you've choked down.
>"Hey, quit hoggin' it, Anon" your friend says, holding out her hand, her other on her hip.
"Jeezus, don't you think you've had enough, Chrysalis?"
>"I can hold my liquor just fine, Anon."
>She saunters over and stands almost directly in front of you, looking down at you haughtily, extending her hand for the bottle.
>You put the bottle behind your back and give her the best determined look you can, though it's difficult.
>She is so close to you that you are sure there is some panty flash there. It's taking all your willpower not to look.
>"Oh, so that's how it's going to be?" She says, looking down half-lidded at you.
>She steps forward, forcing you to bend backwards slightly. No bones about it now, you are looking directly up her skirt.
>She bends down slowly, wiggling her hips.
>Oh god, is she going to sit on your face?
>Sadly no, she lowers herself onto your lap.
>Giggling, she wraps her arms around you and presses her body close.
 
 
>She leans forward, her sultry eyes staring directly into yours.
>Oh god oh god she is so warm and you can feel her tits pressed up right against you Jesus she is so close you can smell her breath it smells like cigarettes and cheap booze it's pretty gross but also kind of hot and-
>"Ha!" she says, tripping slightly as she jumps out of your lap and back towards the fire, a plastic bottle clasped in one hand.
>You bring your hands back forward and stare dumbly down at them, not really sure what just happened or what to do.
>While snickering, Chrysalis says, "You should see your face Anon! You are redder then my ass after a spanking!"
>You look up at her, suddenly feeling the flushing in your cheeks.
"Shut up."
>She continues laughing and says, "I'm surprised how well that worked. Please, like I'd do anything like that with you anyway. I'm way too much of a woman for you, Anon. I mean, fuck, you couldn't even keep a little booze away from me."
>You find yourself suddenly on your feet, you don't know why those words angered you so much, but one thing is for sure...
"You got me once, but when I get that bottle back it won't happen again."
>You see a momentary look of surprise cross Chrysalis' face before it sets into a look.
>A look that says, "You couldn't take it from me even if your life depended on it."
>Fuck, she is probably right, but after what she said you are going to do your damnedest to try.
 
>You dart towards Chrysalis, and she runs around the fire, trying her best to keep it between you and her.
>You have to admit, despite your anger a few moments ago, you are starting to enjoy yourself a little.
>Chrysalis is acting probably the most stereotypically girly you've ever seen her act, giggling and yelping cutely as you chase her around the fire.
>Despite your best efforts though, the fire is too wide for you to get around it before your inebriated friend can get away.
>There is only one way you can think of to close the gap quickly.
>Shit, you hope this works or you may end up in the hospital for a little while.
>You take a slight step backwards, and then bolt forward and attempt to jump over the fire.
>Chrysalis realizes what you are doing far too late, for when you manage to land on her side of the fire all she can do is turn tail. >With another cute yelp and giggle she tries to run towards the woods.
>You manage to catch up a second later and you grab the arm holding the vodka, but she quickly switches the booze to her other hand and holds it high above her.
>She is slightly taller than you, and manages to keep everything but the bottom fourth of the bottle out of your grasp.
>Your scrambles for the bottle drive chrysalis backwards, and she trips on one of the logs around the fire, taking you along with her as she falls to the floor.
 
>The both of you let out a half scream, half-laugh in the process.
>You land on top of Chrysalis, specifically you face plant directly into the center of her chest.
>Nice~
>Wait, no time for that now!
>You see her arm stretched above her head still clinging to the bottle.
>You reach for your prize, but then suddenly you feel Chrysalis arch her back slightly and then snap back up, headbutting you harshly.
>You let out a grunt of pain, but before you can even really act she brings her arm around and forces you back onto her chest and then wraps her legs around your waist, pinning you to her with a surprising amount of strength.
"What the fuck Chrysalis?!"
>"Let's play a little game, Anon" Chrysalis says, ignoring your words.
>You look angrily into her face, and you notice that she has the sultry eyes again.
>Ah jeez, that can't be good.
>"For a second there, I thought I had a real man on my hands. And at my hips." she says, squeezing her legs, causing you to thrust against her, "Guess I was wrong though. You can't even overpower a single teenage girl."
>You struggle against her again, but to no avail. If you really wanted out you could probably swing at her and force your way out, but you don't want to hurt her.
>And honestly... A face full of tits isn't a bad position to be in.
>"So here is what we are going to do, since you can't get the bottle away from me by force, I guess you'll have to find another way to do it, won't you?"
>She let's go of your head and takes a two handed hold on the bottle, but still holds you firmly with her delicious thighs.
>You look up at her confused.
>Chrysalis rolls her eyes at you and says, "Come on Anon, figure it out. I can't very well stop you from doing anything while holding this bottle, can I? There has got to be... Something you can do to make me let go."
>It takes you a second to get what she means. You look at her shrewdly. This has got to be some sort of trick right? ...Right?
 
>Cautiously, shakily, you bring one hand close to her lime green corset, hovering centimeters above her left breast.
>You look up to see an impish grin splashed across her face.
>You let your hand drop, and begin caressing her clothed breast.
>You look up at Chrysalis again, and you see that her expression has not changed.
>Gingerly caressing gives way to groping, and then squeezing.
>It's as soft as you always imagined it would be!
>...Well, not really. The corset is surprisingly hard considering it appears to be made of nothing but thick, fitted cloth. It really doesn't feel like you are doing more than rubbing a shirt. A shirt with tits behind it yes, but still a shirt nonetheless.
>You paw at the upper part of her chest, and though it's smooth and soft, it's not the real prize you are hoping for.
>You attempt to pull her shirt down, or to pop her breasts out, but it's too well fitted for that to work.
>Next you try removing the corset altogether, but you can't for the life of you figure out how to undue the straps and laces.
>You hear a snort from above and look at Chrysalis.
>She is looking down at you piteously, shaking her head.
>"Pathetic."
>You give her a scowl.
"I-I was just going easy on you, but if that's the way you want it."
>You force yourself up onto your knees, and grabbing her legs you pry them open.
>Under her miniskirt is a frilly, rather revealing, almost (but not entirely!) transparent thong covered in black tights.
>"Please, you could even handle a corset, what hope do you think you have down there?"
>You look up at Chrysalis, thinking of a retort, but your mind draws a blank.
>This is the first time you've really gotten a full look at her body since this whole thing started, and you didn't realize what a beautiful figure it was.
>Long toned legs curving up to a nice firm butt, following on to a nice hourglass figure and beautiful perky tits.
>All framed on an incredibly cute face.
 
>You rub her inner thighs, doing small circles while you edge closer and closer to your prize between her legs. The closer you get to the center the warmer it gets, like her pussy is radiating heat.
>"Don't be afraid Anon, trust me, it won't bite. Or maybe you just hate the idea of touching cunt so much that you are doing your best to avoid it? If you want, I know the names of a few guys who'd love to whip you in the face with their cocks."
>You give a frustrated snort, and press your fingers against her lower lips.
>Even with two layers over the top of it, you can still feel how soft her pussy is.
>Your pants are starting to get uncomfortably tight.
"Hey, get up really quick so I can get your tights off."
>"Why don't you make me, Anon?" She says, grinning.
>You grunt, and then grab her legs.
>At this point Chrysalis giggles again, and lashes out with a kick at you.
>You manage to catch her foot, and you fear the type of damage she could have done if you hadn't. You are pretty sure these are steel toed boots.
"Are you serious?!"
>"Come on Anon! Show me how much you want it!"
>It's at this point you notice the tears in her tights near where her legs meet the top of her boots.
>Well if she doesn't mind those holes, you doubt she'll mind one more.
>You force her legs open again and reach down for the black fabric covering her pussy.
>Chrysalis looks down at you with confused amusement, which turns to a face of gleeful surprise as you rip the crotch of the tights wide open.
>Her head hits the ground and she let's out a loud peal of laughter.
>"Well well, maybe you have balls after all, Anon!"
>You grin at this, and then reach for thong.
>Chrysalis closes her legs around hands, and you look up at her.
>"Seriously though, these are like, my favorite pair of panties. I'll destroy you if rip them."
"Well then what the fuck do you expect me to do?"
>She points her finger at you, and then draws a horizontal line in the air and says, "Just push them sideways"
 
>You hook a finger around the crotch of the panties and pull it sideways, revealing one of the most gorgeous sights your eyes have ever laid eyes on.
>For all the porn you've watched, you realize it doesn't do the beauty of a vagina justice, and certainly not the one before you.
>You run your hand along the small, shaved mound and around her outer lips, and you were right with your previous assumption.
>It's soft, almost impossibly, invitingly so. You just want to bury your face in her lap and-
>"Hey, you okay down there? Do I have to send a rescue team?"
>You glare up at Chrysalis again for breaking you out of your reverie, but then you notice something.
>She still has one arm above her head holding the vodka, but she is using the other to prop her head up slightly.
>You chuckle as you realize that her own suggestion is working, though neither of you probably care for the possession of the bottle of alcohol anymore.
>You take a finger, and run it up and down her slit.
>You look up at Chrysalis again, wanting to see the look on your face as you penetrate her, but upon entering you don't see any sort of recognition on her face, just the same impish grin.
>You are quite sure you felt a shiver go through her body though.
>You work your finger in out of her slit, looking up for any sign from her, but she is still looking down at you with that same smile.
>Taking your other hand, you run your thumb around the top of her folds.
>You don't know much about this kind of thing, but the clit is somewhere around there, right? Your pretty sure anyway.
>During your exploration you find a small pink protrusion. The second you run your thumb over it you feel a slight tightening around your finger.
>You jerk your head up at Chrysalis again, and she just chuckles at you, and leans her head back onto her arm and stares up at the sky.
 
>Hmph, guess that's not enough.
>You slip a second finger inside her, realizing that it went in quite easily.
>You continue this action hoping for some kind of reaction from Chrysalis, but she just continues staring up at the sky.
>She doesn't look unhappy or anything, but...
"Hey, you enjoying this or what?"
>"Yeah, it's not bad" She says, not looking down at you.
"Any suggestions?"
>"Faster, faggot." she answers.
>You slowly start rubbing her clit faster, and at the same time slowly rev up the speed you are fingering her.
>After a while, you hear a soft sigh from Chrysalis, and look up to see her eyes clothes and a rather content smile on her face.
>You pick up pace, you got this far and damned if you are going to stop now.
>Eventually you draw an audible "Mmmm..." from her, followed by, "There you go, finally starting to get it."
>It's not until you are almost literally two finger punching her in the cooch that you start to draw pleasurable moans.
>She is wet now, like literally soaking your hand with it.
>That's it, you can't help yourself now.
>you withdraw your fingers, and Chrysalis looks down at you.
>"What the fuck man, you were finally starting to-"
>But then she suddenly sees you fiddling with your belt and pants
>She leans up on one arm and says, "Finally, the main event. I was wondering when you'd finally man up."
 
>you finally let your cock out into the cool night air, but not even that diminishes it at all. You've never been harder in your entire life.
>"What, that's all you got packing?" She says, point down at your dick.
>You ignore her comment and line yourself up with her crotch, thrusting inside without so much as a moments hesitation.
>She let's out another contended sigh, followed by a euphoric moan.
>You spare only a moment to enjoy the wet, warm sensation of Chrysalis' insides before pounding that pussy as hard as you can.
>You know how she wants it, and fuck if you aren't going to give it to her and enjoy every second of doing so.
>"S-so how does it feel, Anon?" she ekes out between pleasurable cries, "To be fucking something other than another man's ass?"
"Would you shut the fuck up already?"
>Much to your surprise, she actually does.
>After a few seconds you suddenly realize you are enjoying yourself so much that you are drooling straight onto Chrysalis. Without stopping your assault on her nether regions you wipe your mouth and almost say sorry, before you realize that Chrysalis seems to be in almost the same state you are.
>She has her eyes screwed shut in pleasure, and she is biting her lower lip. If she had her eyes open she would be looking somewhere slightly down and to the left of you. Heck, she hasn't even noticed that some of your drool fell right on her face.
>You grab her chin and make her look up at you.
>She opens her eyes slowly, showing an unseeing, pleasurable haze before her eyes start to focus, and she regains her composure slightly.
>"Not bad."
>And then she makes that impish grin...
>you lean down and kiss her on the forehead.
>...You LOVE that fucking grin.
>You then move down and force your tongue into her mouth, which she reciprocates
>It tastes like cigarettes and cheap vodka, but it's one of the sexiest sensations you've ever had.
 
>Chrysalis wraps her arms around you, and finally breaks the kiss.
>Her eyes enter that haze like state again, and she let's out a protracted moan followed by an intense shiver.
>"God damnit, I'm getting close to-"
"Fuck, Aghhh, fuck!"
>You thrust hard into Chrysalis a few more times, blasting load after load of cum straight into her pussy.
>You start to slouch in post-coital bliss when she starts pushing and kicking at you.
>"You son of a bitch!" She says, finally getting you off her with a mighty heave, "You couldn't fucking wait for me to finish?"
>You lay where her blows pushed you to, not even really feeling it, still enjoying your after glow.
>Hey, you worked hard for it, fuck her.
>You hear moans coming from Chrysalis again.
>"D-damnit, couldn't even finish me off, you really ARE a man in the worst possible way, aren't you? Fucking faggot..."
>You look over to Chrysalis and see that she is sitting up, her right hand working a finger hard on her clit while she works two fingers on her left hand in her pussy.
>Wait, that means...
>You look around, and see the vodka bottle laying a few feet away from her, forgotten.
>Pulling up your pants you stroll over to it and pick up the alcohol, saying,
"Looks like I win this one."
>Her eyes shut tight and her teeth clenched, she continues to work herself hard.
>"Yeah fuck you too, asshole. I'll get you back for this."
>You go back to your position in front of her, intent on enjoying the show.
 
>It doesn't last too much longer though, as a few seconds later she falls on her back with a large, shivering gasp.
>"Fuck. Yeahhhh..." She let's out, still spread on the ground, one hand on her stomach, the other inches above her pussy, her fingers drenched in her own fluids as well as your own.
>You must admit, the sight of her underwear pushed aside and pussy dripping your juices out onto her miniskirt and torn tights is hot enough to make your dick twitch slightly.
>She raises her left hand and looks at the stringy liquids on her fingers, before putting them into her mouth and sucking them clean.
>God. DAMN.
>"I can't believe you came inside me, didn't think you'd have the brass to do that."
"Oh uh, yeah, sorry."
>"It's okay, it happens."
>What the fuck does that mean. Shit, maybe you should get tested when you get home.
>"Just so you know, if you get me pregnant I'm aborting the shit out of it. No way I'm ruining my life by taking care of your down syndrome baby."
>You honestly don't know what to say to this, so you just chuckle.
>You suddenly realize that you have a teenage girl laying on the dirty ground with seminal fluids leaking onto her torn tights laying right in front of you.
>Shit, this would look bad if someone were to come along.
"Hey, we should probably be getting back, you know?"
>Reaching down and adjusting her underwear back over her still cum-filled private parts, she gets wobbly to her feet and says, "Yeah yeah..."
"So err... What now, what does this mean for, you know, us?"
>"Come on man, don't be a fag." and then seemingly thinking on it for another second she says, "Friends with benefits, now help me get back to my cabin. I think the alcohol is finally getting to my head."
 
The End.