Jim Carrey Imagines

A Night Under The Stars

"I'm going to go get some firewood." Jim said as he unzipped the opening of their tent. "Hurry back" Faith called after him. It was getting dark so she turned a lantern on, lighting up the inside the tent. She set it off to the side where it wouldn't get knocked over. She began changing into her nightgown, unzipping her shorts and kicking them away. Jim came back with loads of branches in his arms as Faith was undoing the front clip on her bra. He set the wood down and began placing it into the fire, keeping it going as he watched her remove it. He saw the outline of her uncovered body as he sat down to admire her. Faith bent over and pick up her gown, she raised her arms above her head and turned away from him, letting the shadow accentuate her curves. She allowed her gown fall over her head and down her body as she brought her hands back down to her sides, flipping her hair with them on their way down. He felt himself stiffen causing him to adjust in his chair. Faith walked out of the tent, moving over to the fire. She held her hands above the flames to warm herself. "It's chilly out." She said rubbing her hands together. "I saw." Jim said referring to shadow her hardened nipples casted on the side of the tent. "What do you mean?" "Oh nothing." She walked over and sat on his lap. "Wow what got you all excited?" She asked, feeling Jim dig into her ass as she sat on him. "You." He said running his fingers from her knee to her upper thigh. "Oh really, I look that good?" She asked, tilting her head back and thrusting her chest out. "Yeah you did, still do." He said grinning at the secret visual she provided him with. Faith titled her head to the side, confused. She stood up and sat back down, straddling Jim. He placed his hands around the back of her shoulders and pulled her down to meet his lips. He slid one down to the middle of her lower back as the other brushed hair from their faces. She slipped her tongue into his mouth as she gently pulled on his hair. He brought her head even closer to his as he let his tongue meet hers. Faith felt him growing, exciting her. She began to grind on him, rotating in small circles and then back and forth. Jim grabbed her hips, helping to direct her, making sure he felt what he wanted to. He groaned as she pulled her mouth away from his. He anchored her down with his grip, lifting his crotch up against hers. Faith threw her head back, moaning as he pressed directly into her sweet spot. She felt him grinning up at her as he pushed up against her again, harder, causing another, more powerful reaction. "Jim you're so hard." Faith said as she tried to escape his grip. Again, he pressed into her. She gasped. "Baby you're so wet, I can feel it through my sweats." Jim relaxed back into his seat and slipped a hand under her gown. Running it from her thigh, around her hip, and onto her ass, squeezing it softly. Faith leaned over and nibbled on his ear before leaving a wet kiss on it. "You know what I wanna do?" She asked as she blew on her previously left kiss, creating a cool sensation. "Why don't you tell me what you don't want to do." Jim said, looking at her. "Well I don't want this to go to waist." Faith responded as she lifted a little off of him and ran her fingers over his erection. "Me either." He said as he lifted her into his arms, stood up, and carried her over to the open tent. He threw her down on the air mattress and leaned over to blow the lantern out. It was pitch black for a few minutes. Faith felt Jim lay over top of her as their eyes began to adjust. She could only see the outline of his features as he lifted his head and looked down at her. One of his hands rolled her gown up. He then pulled his sweats down a small amount and pulled himself out. She felt him spread her legs to him and slowly push his cock into her. She shivered as he moved farther into her. "Oh Jim." Faith moaned as he began to speed up. "Say my name if you want more." "Jim." "Louder." He demanded. "Jim!" She nearly shouted. He thrusted in and out of her, becoming more forceful with each stride he took. They could hear the mattress move around the tent floor, creating a shuffling sound as they rocked back and forth. He bent slightly to start sucking on her breasts as he continually pumped in and out of her. Faith grabbed hold of his forearms, propping Jim up on either side of her head, as she grew closer to her climax. She slowly grew louder until Jim pulled out. He came into one of the towels and threw it into the corner of the tent pulling a different one on top of them. Faith laid on her back, breathing heavily, trying to calm down. He looked over, and brought his thumb to her clit and began rubbing in tiny circles. Bringing Faith back up, almost to her high. Jim lowered himself down her body and began kissing her lips. He sucked on her as he lightly scratched the insides of her thighs. Faith climaxed, lifting her head from her pillow and letting out a long moan. Jim moved back up to her level and kissed her once. "That was amazing." He said, brushing a piece of hair behind her ear. "Mhm." Was all she respond as her breathing slowed. They laid next to each other, listening to the crickets outside their tent chirp, until they fell asleep.