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Vacation With Your Best Friend | gunde | 12

 

You glance over at the furnace with a flue which must have gotten working after getting you inside the small, one-room cabin, and then you grow aware of the fact that other parts of your body awakened long before you popped your eyes open. In fact, your cock is so hard that it’s almost painful, and the way in which there’s nothing there to offer it any resistance is a sure sign that you’re not wearing your boxers anymore. If it were, you’d probably be bent double from the pain of your cock trying to break through the fabric at this point.

You also notice that your clothes are placed on a sturdy table close to the furnace, in order for them dry properly during the night. On second thought, that suit probably did make you look like a Halloween figure.

It’s taken you a little while, but now you’ve finally mustered enough courage to take a peek at what you look like under the covers.

Immediately upon lifting up the bearskin and blanket, you’re hit by a musky scent which brings you back to those times during puberty when you would wake up after vivid sex-dreams to find your underwear all sticky. Two things are very different this time around though, the first being that your mum isn’t about to come walking in to wake you up (for which you’re very grateful) and second that you’re not wearing any underwear. And as your gaze drifts off to the left to steal a glance at as she lies underneath the uplifted cover, you discern from the sight of her naked hip and patch of curly pubic hair that neither is she.

It’s one of those sights which cause you to freeze, and you stare at the vision of ’s naked body for several seconds before the sudden feel of air hitting her skin causes to moan in her sleep.

Gulping hard, you let go off the covers and listen as moans again as she begins to squirm against the naked mattress on which you’ve been sleeping.

Since you are naked, and sporting a giant hard-on, you decide to do the decent thing by rolling over onto your side so that you’re facing away from her. You still don’t know what happened during the night and how much of it was real, so rubbing your erect cock against her as a way of saying good morning might not be the most intelligent thing to do.

The next thing that happens is that mimics your movement by rolling over onto her side as well, her round tits coming up against your back while one of her arms is draped over your ribs.

moans again as she begins to rub her hand against your chest and then presses herself tighter against you as her hand begins to move further down your front. By the time that her hand is sliding across your pelvis, her moan has been transformed into a very sensuous purr.

For your part, you’re not exactly silent either when ’s slender fingers make contact with your cock.

Just as has begin to work her fingers over your member with a light touch, her body freezes up and she stops what she’s doing, leaving you disappointed as she roles over onto her back again.

“Uh…” It’s you who breaks the awkward silence that follows her awakening, “Good morning.”

“Hi.” responds, and you suspect that she’s sporting quite a sheepish expression as she lies behind your back.

“And thanks.” You add.

“For what? Right… that.” There's a hesitation to 's response which makes you hope that something more memorable happened during the last twenty-four hours than her saving you from getting hypothermia.

“It’s not every day that someone saves my life.”

“You saved mine first.” reminds you. “It was very brave and very sweet of you.”

“More like very dumb.” You try to joke, but isn’t laughing. Instead, she shifts position so that she’s embracing you from behind again, although this time her hand stays well above your bellybutton.

“Seriously, that was very brave of you.” insists. “It reminded me of those games we played when we were younger, where I would always fantasize that someday you would be my knight in shining armour.”

“It's a good thing I wasn’t yesterday, the armour would have made me drown!”

This time, your rather weak joke at least results in a short giggle, but then surprises you by planting a very soft, very tender kiss on the base of your neck. It doesn’t really seem like the right moment to ask her if she gave you a handjob during the night.

 

What's next?


          Head back to your cabin

 
 
 

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