She’d flirted with me the whole day, grabbing my hand as we giggled like children, making eyes at me over hotdogs as she sucked mustard off her fingertip. Her pale blue eyes caught me, and I couldn’t look away. I watched her plump lips as she spoke, wondering what it would be like to kiss them, to feel them on my body.
She pulled me aside on our afternoon hike, leaving the boys to walk ahead alone and showed me an unused trail that led to a large flat rock overlooking the gorge. The view was breathtaking, but what really caused my heart to stop was her, as she stripped off her clothes and laid down on the rock, her pale skin shone white in the blinding sunlight.
“Come lay next to me! Let’s offer our bodies as sacrifice to the gods!”
So, I did. I shed my clothes and offered my naked body to the sky, to her curious eyes and her roaming fingers that gently stroked my belly and thighs. We lay side by side, shading our eyes with our arms, our thoughts drifting like the birds that glided on silent wind high above. It was a while before the boys finally found us, an amused look on both their faces. I didn’t want to leave, but it was time to head back to camp.
The boys built us a fire as we spread ourselves out on a blanket, sipping our drinks and watching them work, our dusty bare feet stretched out before us. The night air cooled our sun-drenched skin and the liquor warmed our bellies. She rolled over and rested her head in my lap. I could smell sunshine and fire smoke in her long loose hair as I stroked it, using my fingers to work out tangles and bits of leaves. We all talked quietly as the stars rose in the sky and the night bugs began to sing.
Maybe it was the darkness that made her bold, maybe it was the liquor, but I never saw her glance over at our partners, a wicked smile on her face. I didn’t notice the look that passed between them in the dim firelight, knowing grins flickered across their faces. She moved quickly, straddling my legs, her pale eyes staring into mine.
“Tell me when to stop,” she whispered, and my heart leapt as she leaned over and kissed me.
Her hands on either side of my face, she pressed her lips to mine, softly at first, and I moaned into her mouth. My body responded instantly, my eyes flying open in surprise before I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to me, opening my mouth to let her in, to feel her tongue exploring, meeting mine. She pulled away and tugged at my clothes, undressing me hurriedly before doing the same with her own. Our bodies pressed against each other, skin to skin for the first time. She was warm and soft and her kisses were sweet and gently, so different from a boy’s rough stubble covered chin.
Our hands stroked and searched, tickling and teasing as the boys watched us. Her mouth found my nipple, sucking it with those gorgeous lips, her tongue swirling around my tip. Then her fingers found me. Dipping inside, rubbing and circling my sensitive nub. I mirrored her, reaching down between her legs to find her pleasure. We writhed on the blanket, our moans rising up to the sky, an offering of a different kind. When I came, her fingers froze, allowing my body to ride the wave of pleasure, my thighs trapping her hand between. When she came, I could feel her tense around me, slick and strong, she held me there inside her as I watched her face contort.
We lay there, our hands still lost in the damp depths of the other, our breathing finally slowing. The boys walked over to where we panted in the moonlight, their flies unbuttoned, their hands fisting their hardened cocks. She laughed, and kissed me again.
“I guess it’s their turn!”
She rolled over onto her knees and engulfed her partner’s cock with that beautiful mouth.