Day Five – Thursday
Part One
Raising my head I looked frantically around. We were alone. It was a few seconds before I was able to say anything.
“Where …?”
“Kandi and Roger? At breakfast probably.”
“But I thought you and him … “
“Well, yes, he’s a nice enough lad but let’s just say he’s lacking a bit in, how shall I put it? Certain areas.”
“Areas?”
“One or two things seem to have passed him by.” A pause. “By.” A longer pause. “By?”
“You mean he swings both … ?”
“Yep. Bi.”
“Ah.” Suddenly a few things fell into place. His remaining flaccid on the dance floor while I was having problems. Snapping away at the women after the painting session, relaxed, with me anything but. And the previous night, apparently unaffected sitting between Kandi and Kim, then popping up when I stripped off.
“But during the painting …”
“Oh, didn’t you notice? While he was painting me, he was talking to Mike – that’s what got him all excited.”
“Mike? Which one’s Mike?”
“You must remember his girlfriend – Samantha. The ravishing redhead who was getting you all excited?”
“Oh, right.” It was still taking a while to sink in. (I was careful to avoid any reference to the hot tub.)
“So anyway, where were we?”
She fastened her tongue round my right nip, while her hand strummed my left one. I resumed my action too. Kim was showing real ability in this area, not every man can get off on nipple sucking but it really does it for me. (And to think I used to have a girlfriend who wouldn’t do it because she said it felt ‘effeminate’!)
Her other hand soon found my willie, not surprising considering its state. It may have subsided a little during our discussion, but was now back at full extension. “I really loved seeing that massive erection last night when I took my shorts off,” she observed. (I’m ashamed to say I didn’t mention that it had been coming up long before then.) “And afterwards when you tried to stab me with it.” (You must think I’m a right swine, it had been accidental but I didn’t mention that either.)
“Oohh, I so want that inside me.” Your wish is my command and all that. Her pussy was wet and waiting, so I laid her flat on her back and with a gentle push had closed the distance between us to a few hairsbreadths. Her bright blue eyes opened wide as she felt how deeply I had gone, and I started to move slowly. My hands were still on her breasts and my tongue now in her mouth to meet hers. My thrusts, and her breathing, gradually increased in speed for the next few minutes.
“Oh God … oh God … oh fuck … oohh … aaahhh … “ was all she could say until she came with a squeal, just before me. It took us a while to wind down and breathe normally. Like every woman I’ve ever been with, Kim regained the power of speech first.
“Thanks, Ev, that was just what I needed. Just what I could never quite get from Roger.”
“So, our Roger is not appropriately named, then?”
“Precisely. Unlike your good self.”
“And is this just a one-off or what?”
“Doesn’t have to be,” she said with a cheeky grin. “Look, I know it’s Kandi you’re really into, don’t think I haven’t noticed. I think we all have!”
“Well, we’re not officially a couple anyway. Or even discussed it. Don’t forget, I’ve only known her a few days. And you.” I looked at the time. “Quarter to. Better go and find the others. Wall of silence?”
“Absolutely. Better go separately.” We had a final kiss and Kim headed to the grain store but was back a minute later. “Kandi’s there, couldn’t see Roger.” She went off to look for him and I had a quick shower to get rid of my hangover (not to mention the sexy smells) before joining the others.
Kandi was sitting with Samantha, she of the heavenly body, thus giving me another view of that terrific torso. I dragged my gaze away though, for Kandi had stood up at my approach, and proceeded to give me a huge hug that caused me to forget every other female in the place – indeed, most other places.
“You’ve met Samantha?”
“Of course, hi.” Sam and I had a naturist hug (and once again I made sure I left the hot tub unsaid).
“Haven’t seen Mike, have you?”
“Not today,” we both said. Now there was a strange coincidence; Mike and Roger disappearing at about the same time. It turned out there was no mystery though; Roger had gone to get dressed as he was about to do some shopping.
“I think there’s a minimarket opposite that pub where we had lunch the other day,” Kandi said. “Actually, could I cadge a lift with you? We need some bits and pieces as well, and it’ll save us having to take the van.”
“Sure,” said Roger. Kandi went to the van and returned a couple of minutes later having thrown on some suitable clothes. They said their goodbyes and departed.
“So, what’s on the agenda for today?” I asked.
“Well,” said Kim, “I have to tidy the tent before Roger gets back.”
“Okay, see you la– “ I went to leave but she grabbed my arm. “You’re helping me.”
In the tent, she threw me down on the sleeping bag and, it seemed, was under me before I landed. She gave me a huge, deep kiss that seemed to go on forever and by the time we came up for air, I felt as if my very soul had been turned inside out. “You didn’t think I’d let you go without a repeat performance, did you?”
There was no finesse about Kim this time, she ravaged the act of love as though she knew this one was going to be our last. Her c*** was gushing like a waterfall before I even entered it and for a while afterwards, as her tongue lashed hungrily at mine. This was pure animal lust, and I could tell it wasn’t going to last long. She was holding me so ridiculously tight that her nails were digging into my ass cheeks although I was grateful for that, as the shaking of her pelvis was threatening to launch me into space. Eventually, after what seemed like several orbits – of Jupiter – she let out a euphoric moan as she drained me dry. It felt like we were never going to stop coming. Eventually we calmed down with a simultaneous husky sigh.
I had no idea what state she was in, but I was absolutely shattered. “Come on,” I said. “Don’t let me fall asleep, they’ll be back any minute.” Kim looked ready to go again, but could tell I wasn’t.
We surveyed the damage to the inside of Roger’s poor tent. “So this is tidying, is it?” Feeling guilty, we did give the place a quick spruce-up before going for a brief, but risky, shower. In the event we had plenty of time, as the other two returned more than twenty minutes later looking as if they’d bought half the shop between them.
Later, I sat and talked to Kandi as she emptied the several carrier bags she had brought in, and gave her a hand to stow the contents in various odd corners of Kim’s camper van.
“Roger was happy,” she said. “Someone tidied the tent while he was out. That wouldn’t have been you, would it?”
“Er … yes, it was.”
“Shame I had to go shopping; you and I could have untidied it.” I hoped I wasn’t looking as furtive as I felt. And not for the first time, wished I could have been a fly on the wall when those two got back to work.
“We’ll have to leave soon after lunch,” she mused, “so come here.” I did, and of course we were late for lunch.
(More soon!)
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