Family Holiday Fuck Fest (6)

It was day 2 of the holiday. My friend hadn’t been able to come but that had actually worked out quite nicely. Of course I didn’t let my parents know I was happy about the situation and kept up my moody teenage angst act, all the better to escape them and then spy on them fucking.

My morning had started off quite nicely, I was awakened by Benjis rough tongue in my pussy and happily lay there with my legs spread while he worked his magic, lapping away at my juices. It never failed to amaze me that the more he licked, the wetter it made my little pussy and of course this made him lick me more. It was a very sexy series of events. He would go mad shoving his tongue in my hole to lap up my juices so of course I would pull my knees up to my chest, spreading my bald cunt wider for him to get his reward for being a good pussy licker. When I got the angle right his wet nose would bump off my swollen clit, I’d be laying there hugging my knees, dog tongue deep inside me, the sound of that sloppy licking, my eyes rolling in my head with sheer pleasure as his nose repeatedly bumped my clit! When I lowered my legs though, he knew that was when I needed all the doggy tongue attention on my little swollen clit, he would lick and lick and lick with that big raspy tongue right where I needed it until my whole body tensed and my silent orgasm ripped through me. Benji was clearly keen for a repeat of yesterday’s activities in the woods but I was too scared to wank him off in the house partly because I didn’t want to get caught but mostly because I had no idea what to do with all of his cum. At least if it was outside he could just shoot his load all over the grass and I didn’t need to worry about the clean up process. So I apologised to him as he sat there with his lipstick expectantly poking out but promised to relieve him later.

I had breakfast, showered and dressed. All very boring in the grand scheme of things and decided to make the most of the beautiful sunny day and the mountain bikes provided by the holiday home. As I got ready my mother was lecturing me on the importantance of wearing a helmet “blah blah blah” was all I really heard, I’m not a dumb kid, I know you’re supposed to wear a fucking helmet but I managed to not scream at her and just nodded sweetly.