So this is a nice little story of my personal experience. You can probably guess that I wasn’t 18 at the time……

Activities as teenagers are always fun when you’re the one that wants to do them. Going down the country for a weekend of 24 hour-nonstop activities was so cool. Drivable tanks, axe throwing, climbing, shooting, cooking, music and way more that I can’t really list off. My campsite was pretty small but I got to have my own tent, so who’s complaining about that? 

The night I arrived seemed uneventful. My group basically went straight to bed and ‘prepared’ for the next day by sleeping as much as possible. Out neighbouring camp had a group of people sat under a teepee like structure and I decided that this event was about friendship and forming bonds, so I did exactly that. 15 minutes later we were all listening to music on the speaker I brought and playing cards. 

Now the highlight of this story, we will call her Amelia for animosity, caught my eye immediately. Glasses, brune, rosey cheeks, outgoing and sweet. A hormonal Rhys as a teen practically oosed precum. Other than usual small talk with this small group, nothing was too amiss. Now to quickly skip past all the unimportant things, I spent most the first 12 hours with my original group however they wanted to go to the mini music festival that was going on. I did not. 

Soon I found my group from last night, Yey! This began the next part of my trip. We went to archery first, and after a cheeky comment about Amelia’s hand work, we started to interact more. Next was laser tag in the woods. This time I specifically asked if Amelia would pair with me, my hopeful brain anticipated a no. She said yes, fortunately, and we then spent the next 30 minutes lay practically hip to hip looking out for people and talking quietly amongst ourselves. We found out that we had so many things in common and the mutual body heat exchange clearly did something…..

The group, now starting to get tired after being up for around 19 hours, decided we should go and watch the sunset. Me and Amelia, as well as her group, went to a large hill side and sat, watching the sun fall. I took a photo for the occasion, as my smitten mind wanted something to remember this. I asked Amelia to sit in front of me and face the sunset so I could take a cheesy photo. She snickered and seemed to like the idea of being, even for a moment, a model for me. 

Now legs go to the 22 hour mark……..the group had dissolved to 3 and we were all tired. Me and Amelia had been, in place of better words, drooling over eachother at this point. We were both tired, pent up and lustful. He last of the group, other than us two, finally bit the bullet after we all had a big heart to heart. 

So then the two of us, after the coast was clear, immediately locked out lips and began to wrap our bodies around one another like snakes breeding. Our tongues danced around eachother and she tasted so much like a childhood sweet that I loved. Unfortunately for us, this activity area was very well lit and the thousands of people around were pretty much guaranteed to see us. We ran around with our hands intertwined, her legs trembling from want and lust and my pants stretching with a wet ring were my precum soaked through my underwear and pants. 

Behind a small cabin, where the light avoided us, but many people walked by, we began. After around 20 minutes, our breath was staggered, hot and humid with our chins slobbered in our pent up saliva. I fondled her breasts, squeezing her nipples as her hand firmly gripped and squeezed my manhood. It didn’t hurt, it felt euphoric. This, however, is where things went downhill…..

She kneeled down and took my shaft out, stroking it with the warmth of her cheeks. Don’t get me wrong, it felt good, but…..it didn’t feel right. I didn’t want it like this. A simple 3 minutes made me think about if this was even for me, if I had lost the sexual desire for her. She stood up and began to make out with me again. I was definitely wrong, feeling the sting of my precum in her mouth with the sweet taste turned me on so much more, my shaft twitching and dripping with her drool and my precum. 

I kneeled down now and dove right in. Unlike myself, Amelia clearly couldn’t get enough of it. My tongue twisted around her insides whilst her right hand pushed me in more, the left taking the brunt of her suppressed moans. After her pussy drooled just as much as my cock, I bent her over and pushed myself into her. It was so warm….wet…….it moved with me. God it felt good. 

Now here we were, clothed but dripping and ducking behind a cabin, watching as people walked by. The music, luckily enough, picked up so I was happy enough to hear Amelia now moan and beg for me to go harder. She came three times as my cock slammed in and grinned against her walls. She actually fell to her knees, trembling uncontrollably as her mouth dripped with drool from her moaning fit. 

God I miss her and the smell of her skin. Non the less, hope you enjoyed the read ;)