"It's a little strong," I mumbled, more to myself than anyone else.
Kara sniggered, "Pussy." I glared at her until she said she was sorry and blew me a kiss. The drinking commenced in earnest after that with Ashley mixing our drinks for us. It wasn't long before I started to feel it, and damn did it hit me hard. I had only had three drinks too. As far as I could tell, Kara and Ashley were still sober.
"These are really good," I slurred slightly, holding out my cup for Ashley to fill again.
She smiled at me and paused for a moment before responding quietly, "I know right." She filled mine and then Kara's, killing the bottle. She took her cup and sat at her brother's feet, giving him a hard look.
"Ah, all gone huh? I'll call Richey and we'll go on a packie run." Tim stood and pulled out his cell, about to leave.
"Can I come?" I slowly turned and stared with slack-jawed disbelief at Kara. She was a little over the edge of tipsy at this point.
"What? I wanna go. I want to see if they have any of that stuff you and I drank over the summer; and I only know what it looks like, not what it's called," she said, standing up with a little bit of a wobble.
I blinked rapidly, my drunken mind unable to comprehend why she was doing this to me. "Yeah but..."
"Bye Danny," she kissed me hard, a result of her state of mind not remorse, and followed Tim out the door. "Talk to Ashley!"
The door slammed closed.
I stared at it for some time before realizing I wasn't alone.
"So," Ashley breathed, drawing my attention to her, "all alone at last."
She sat cross-legged on the bed, her chin in her hand and her eyes only on me.
"I swear, if you try to kiss me again Ima kick your ass," I threatened drunkenly.
She smiled, "You can do a lot of things to my ass, Daniel Valentine, but I won't let you kick it." She unlimbered herself from her seated position and got off the bed. I eyed her with narrowed, suspicious eyes as she handed me her drink and reached over me for her laptop sitting on the desk behind me.
She was reaching for quite awhile and I was face to face with her vast bust for some time. Finally, just as I began to drool, she pulled away with her pink laptop and headed back to her bed.
I tried to hand back her drink, but she waved me off saying, "You have it, it's almost gone anyways."
I looked down into it; it was full.
I was now double-fisting Purple Thunders, brilliant.
Looking back at Ashley, she was innocently puttering around on her computer, apparently oblivious to my existence. I watched her over the rim of my cup as her fingers clicked away at the keys. Somehow she managed to look sexy while doing absolutely nothing.
Finishing my drink, I moved on to hers. "What are you doing?" I asked.
She looked up impassively for a brief second, "Checking my e-mail mostly."
She went back to ignoring me which, to be honest, concerned me more than her blatant advances. At least when she was being obvious I knew what she was thinking. Now though, I had no idea what she was up to. Being drunk helped none of this paranoia.
It felt like hours before I spoke again, but apparently it was only a minute or two, "Now what are you doing?"
She favored me with a wry smile and slowly closed her laptop, "I just made us Facebook official."
I had taken the last sip of her drink and nearly choked on it. "What?" I cried, still spluttering.
She just sat there and grinned, tucking her laptop behind her.
This would just not stand! No way! I tried to get up for the first time since arriving, but only managed to crumple off the chair onto the floor. I put my whole body into getting back up and only succeeded in rolling over; it just refused to work how I wanted. I lay there panting and trying to figure out how to move again.
I heard a sigh and Ashley appeared in my vision like some kind of glowing, blond angel of mercy. If I wasn't shithoused, I would have realized that the glow was the light directly behind her head and the look of mercy on her face was something else entirely.
"Oh my, Daniel, it looks like you've had too much to drink." Her voice was just as heavenly as her face. I blinked, and in the time it took me to open my eyes again, she was inches from my face, her brown eyes full of something I failed to comprehend in my state.
I tried to speak, but nothing intelligible came out. I tried to move, but that didn't work either.
She smiled and stroked my hair with the tips of her fingers, "Shh shh." I blinked again and she was gone. I attempted to focus so I could look around for her; I didn't want to be alone even if it meant being alone with her.
"Hey brother," I craned my neck towards the sound of her voice and saw her standing by the window talking on her phone. "I'm good. Yeah, when are you gonna be back? You haven't even gotten off campus yet? Why? Waiting for Richey... No, I'm not surprised. He's the slowest boy I've ever met. Ok, well let me know when you're on your way back I guess, I'm thirsty. Huh?" She looked down at me with a quirky little smile, "Oh he's in the bathroom but I'll tell him she said hi. Ok, buh-bye, love you."
She closed her phone and tossed it on her desk before coming over and standing by my waist. I had been trying to move the entire time but seemed only capable of random twitching and sluggish movement of my limbs.
"Your girlfriend is pretty great, you know that?"
I glared at her and managed a nod, wary of where this was going.
"I bet she gives you everything she can." I maintained my stare by way of an answer. Giving me a mischievous little smile she got down on her knees next to me. "But you know what?"
She had managed to pique my curiosity but still all I could manage was a look.
Slowly, she straddled my waist, settling her weight directly over my crotch. She was a lot heavier than Kara but the pressure was far from uncomfortable. She leaned forward and planted her hands on either side of my head, her cleavage shifting visibly.
"I can give you so much more," her voice was barely a whisper and the only reason I heard her was because her lips were touching my ear. She pulled back slightly, eyeing my face for a reaction. Fortunately my face was numb and I don't think I gave her anything. The rest of my body wasn't so fortunate. Since I got here I prayed for whiskey-dick; I was to be sorely disappointed. Her hips were lifted at the moment as she leant over me, but as soon as she sat back she would feel me completely.
But that wasn't what ran through my head at the moment, "W-what does that mean?" I couldn't believe that the first words I managed to speak were egging her on.
She sighed contentedly, sitting back and nearly jumping back up in surprise as she felt me through all of our clothing. Her eyes took on a slightly animalistic look as she settled her weight directly on my cock.
She let out a little moaning noise as she ground her crotch against mine, "It means that I can show you pleasure you can't even imagine." She twitched slightly as my restrained cock lined up with her pussy and she was able to rub herself along its entire length. "I already told you, Daniel, you can do anything you want with me."
I swallowed hard, my mouth turning bone dry in an instant.
"Have you considered my offer?" Slowly undulating her hips over my crotch she reached out and cupped my face in a soft hand, urging me to make a decision. My cock throbbed madly under the pressure of her body and I knew I was going to break.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Movement was slowly coming back to me but I was horrified to realize that I was only moving my hips, pushing up against her in rhythm with her own languid movements. I couldn't stop myself!
She took her hand from my face and placed it on my chest, using it as leverage to make longer and stronger movements of her hips. "I want what I 'cant' have," she replied, taking her hands away from me for a second to make air quotes around the word 'cant'. "I love doing things I'm not allowed to do, or not supposed to do." Every time she spoke my cock throbbed. It was like her husky voice had a direct line to my groin.
I looked up a
t her face, unsure of how to respond or how to continue. I could no longer deny my urges; I had to have her. My drunken brain only registered the hottest, sexiest girl I've ever seen sitting on me and practically begging me to fuck her. My composure cracked and my capitulation was revealed completely in my eyes.
Ashley, who had been scrutinizing my features for some time, gasped in excited surprise. She quickly flattened herself out on top of me, taking my head in her arms, she held her lips an inch away from my own. Her cheeks were flushed red and her breathing was labored. She was ready to go and I wanted to hear her moan my name like I've never wanted anything before.
All I could think about was how good it felt when she kissed me the other day.
My phone began to vibrate in my pocket and I knew it was Kara.
"Tell her you got sick and that I'm taking care of you and that she can go ahead to the party with my brother," she breathed rapidly, her eyes drilling into my skull. "That way, you and I can have some fun, all... by... ourselves." She punctuated the last three words with the barest touch of her full lips on mine.
The turmoil in my gut was agony!
I asked myself: should I give in to temptation?
The End.
Camera Testing
We recently added a remote camera system to our 35-foot fifth-wheel camper, and our latest campground stop gave us a chance to try it out.
We took our dog to the campground's dog park in the afternoon, and I watched Jane strike up a conversation with one of the guys there, joining them after a few moments. It turned out he worked at the campground, doing handyman chores. When he mentioned he was single, I saw the sparkle in Jane's eye and knew she'd found her target. We left the park just after he did, and Jane noted that he was camped not far from us.
We decided over dinner that Dave was the perfect candidate for our camera trial. I threw my laptop into the truck, then we sat outside for a while, enjoying the evening. When he came out to walk his dog, he naturally stopped by to her say hello to ours. I said hello, gave Jane a quick peck, and hopped into the truck. Then I headed just outside the park, still in range of our wireless hub, and settled in for the show.
I tapped into the outside camera first, and watched as Jane and Dave chatted for a few minutes, then offered Dave a beer. He nodded his assent.
"They're inside. Come on in and I'll show you around." I switched to the main camera, and caught her grin and a wink as she preceded him through the door. She headed for the fridge, pointing to the couch, where Dave settled in.
She popped the tops on the beer and handed one to him as she sat on the couch beside him. The beer bottles clinked as they toasted to new friends. Jane took a good draw of the beer, placed her hand gently on Dave's thigh, and grinned. "Maybe you can help me with a little problem while you're here, Dave."
"Sure," he said, "what are friends for, afterall? What can I do?"
"Well," she drawled, reaching for the bow that held her sundress in place, "I'm horny, and I need some strange cock." As her sundress parted enticingly in the middle, revealing the valley between her breasts, she placed her hand back on his thigh, higher this time, partially cupping his balls. "I want you to fuck me."
Dave stammered something about me, to which she replied that I'd gone to the store and wouldn't be back for at least an hour. She then stood up, locked the door, and walked over to the stove, where she calmly set the timer for 50 minutes, bending over to tempt Dave some more as she did so. She then walked back to the couch and knelt between Dave's legs, rubbing his cock through his shorts as she bent forward to slid her tongue between his almost-willing lips. His final resistance faded quickly, and he wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her down toward him.
As the kiss deepened, he slid one hand into the sundress to cup a breast. His other hand slid down, then pushed the sundress up, exposing her ass and stroking it slowly.
Jane broke the kiss and nibbled her way down as she unbuttoned his shirt, then leaned back and lewdly licked her lips as she slid her hands up the legs of his shorts. Dave groaned as her hands obviously found his hardening cock under the tent formed by his shorts. She stroked him a couple of times, then locked eyes with him.
"I'm going to suck you off first, then you can fuck me. You'll last longer on your second load, and I need a good hard fuck." It obviously took Dave all he could manage to nod and say "Ok."
She slid her hand back out of his shorts, and managed the zipper in short order. She slid his shorts to the floor and moved them out of the way, then leaned back and shrugged off her sundress, leaving her only in a skimpy pair of panties. She grabbed his hefty cock in her hands as she bent forward, licking the tip for the sweet taste of precum she always craves.
A low moan started from Dave's throat as she started sucking in earnest, taking him deeper and faster with each stroke. It was obvious he wasn't going to last long. Her fingers wrapped tight around his balls as she buried her nose in his pubic hair and sucked hard. Dave groaned and jerked up toward her mouth, and she hung on tight to get every drop as he unloaded down her throat.
As Dave tried to catch his breath, Jane stood and stripped off her panties. Before he could fully recover, she pushed him down on the couch and kneeled over his head, giving him a good view and a whiff of her heated scent. When she threw her head back and started to moan, I knew he'd finally taken the hint.
She rode his face hard for a few minutes, crashing through at least two hard orgasms as she rode. When she reached back and started stroking his cock in time with her movements, I knew she was getting ready for the main event. After she shuddered through another orgasm, she grabbed a condom from the shelf over the couch as she stepped back onto the floor.
She leaned forward for another lick of his cock, then slid the condom over his glistening dick before heading up the steps to the bedroom.
"Come on, Dave, I want to feel that rock-hard cock buried in my pussy." He hopped up to follow her as I switched to the camera in the bedroom. She was on her knees on the bed by the time I got the switch made, the fingers of one hand playing with her pussy.
"Right here, Dave, drive it in deep, I'm nice and w..." She groaned as his hefty dick slammed deep into her pussy, then drove back against it, hard and fast, meeting him thrust for thrust. She glanced up at the camera, grinned, then her eyes rolled back as another orgasm swept through her. When he slowed to feel her pulses, she took the opportunity to disengage and roll over on her back, spreading her legs high and wide, leaving her ready for another pounding.
Dave took the hint and drove back deep inside. She wrapped her legs around his and once again met him thrust for thrust. Her orgasm wasn't long in coming, and I watched her dig her nails deep into his ass, burying him deep as she screamed out. After a few seconds, she put her hands against his chest to slow him down, and smiled up at him.
"Do you want to cum in my pussy, or in my mouth again?"
"Mouth," he said, the first words he'd spoken since she'd grabbed his cock. Always cum-hungry, she was more than willing to oblige. She rolled him on his back and straddled his face before slipping off the condom and burying her face in his pubes. One hand cupping his balls, the other stroking his dick, she went right for the taste she was craving. Dave's muffled moans made it obvious he was close, and she stroked faster, rocking against his face as she sucked. As his body started jerking under her, she slipped one finger from his balls, sliding it slowly into his ass. He screamed as his cock pulsed, and Jane went deep again capturing every drop, then licked him clean before she rolled off his face. She gave his dick a friendly pat as she gave him a quick kiss, then rolled off the bed.
"Damn, that was great, Dave. Just what I needed. Catch your breath, I need to get dressed." She gathered her clothes and his, as well as the beers, and made it back to the bedroom as he was just getting up. She tossed the clothes on the bed and handed him his beer, offering to toast again.
"To new friends," she said as the bottles clinked.
"New friends," h
e replied, then took a long drink as she slipped into her panties. He grabbed his clothes off the bed and started dressing as I headed back toward the campground, watching as I drove.
"I better get moving," he said. "Dick may be back soon." Jane went to check the timer.
"Yeah, five more minutes," she grinned. "Thanks for the fuck. Just don't let on to Dick."
Dave finished dressing as I turned into the campground. She gave him a peck on the lips as she ushered him out the door. I drove slowly to give him time to get away from our campsite before I pulled up.
When I walked into the camper, Jane was already in the shower, so I cued up a replay of her adventure on the bedside tv, and stripped off my clothes before getting in bed. Jane joined me after her shower, and the instant replay led to my her mouth on my cock in short order. I lasted longer than Dave had the first time, but not by much. After that, we sort of lost track of the replay, but she got well-fucked again before we settled into sleep.
The next morning, as we were pulling out of the campground, Dave was outside walking his dog, so naturally I stopped the truck to say goodbye. We made the usual meaningless chat, then I started the truck to pull away. As Dave started to walk away, Jane called out his name.
"Dave, thanks again for that great fuck. Maybe we'll come back this way in the fall."
The look on his face in the rear-view mirror as we drove away was priceless.
The End.
Vacationers
Holly was on vacation by herself and while a lot of people worried about her being lonely, she didn't feel lonely at all. The only time she felt a tad out of place was in restaurants. She did not want to stare at other people as that was not polite so she usually brought a magazine or book with her.
That night, Holly was in a quiet restaurant, with only two other couples there. The hotel, in this middle of week night, was rather quiet. Midway through her meal, Holly felt stared at and realized that one of the other couples, Asians, were looking at her and saying things she could not understand. While they would look down every time she turned their way, she got the distinct impression they were talking about her.
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