Angie’s heavy tits spill out under the sheet. My right hand slips between them. Nipple hardens under my thumb. I pinch. She murmurs in sleep. Left hand grabs phone. Glow lights my face. Four unread from Mathilde. Twelve from Lea. Heart pounds. Fuck the risk. Start with Mathilde.
First text: ‘Last night was insane. Your cum on my hand. Still sticky. Want more.’ Cock twitches. Next: ‘Luc’s out cold on couch. Door cracked. Come feel how wet I am.’ Breath catches. Beach sand still gritty on skin. Her tight pussy clenched my fingers. Now this. Third: ‘Hurry. Fingers not enough.’ Fourth: Pic. Her legs spread on bed. Short pulled aside. Pink lips glistening. No words needed.
The Awakening
Excitement surges. Cock strains shorts. Angie’s tit rises with breath. Squeeze harder. She sighs. Glance at door. House dead quiet. Beams from Lea’s open room down hall. Empty bed. Chris gone? Later. Mathilde first. Slide hand off Angie. Nipple pops free. Stand. Barefoot on cool wood. Hall dark. Creep to her door. Crack wider. She’s there. Mini shorts hiked. T-shirt up. Small tits bare. Eyes lock mine. Finger beckons.
Step in. Door clicks soft. She yanks me down. Mouth crashes. Tongue hot, urgent. ‘Quiet,’ she whispers. Hands claw my shorts. Cock springs free. Her small fist wraps tight. Strokes fast. Pre-cum slicks her palm. I shove hand in her shorts. Soaked. Clit throbs under thumb. She bites lip. Legs quake.
The Climax and Secret
Push her back. Kneel between thighs. Rip shorts down. Bare pussy stares. Tiny, shaved. Lips puffy. Dive in. Tongue laps clit. She arches. Fists sheets. ‘Fuck yes.’ Suck hard. Juices flood mouth. Salty sweet. Finger slides in. Tight grip. Add second. Pump slow. Her hips buck. Muffled moans. Glance door. Luc snores distant.
She grabs my hair. Grinds face. ‘Deeper.’ Thrust fingers. Curl hit spot. Body tenses. Trembles rack her. Cums silent. Walls pulse. Soaks hand. Pull back. She drops. Kneels. Gobbles cock. Tiny mouth stretches. Gags soft. Sucks sloppy. Balls tighten. ‘Gonna cum.’ She nods. Swallows deep. Explode. Thick ropes down throat. She gulps. Milks dry.
Pant heavy. Wipe her chin. Kiss quick. ‘Secret.’ She nods. Eyes wild. Slip out. Hall empty. Lea’s door tempts. Peek. Her alone. Sheets tangled. Later. Back to bed. Angie stirs. Hand reclaims tit. Phone hides. Texts glow. Lea’s twelve wait. Mathilde’s thrill burns. Wife sleeps oblivious. Cock stirs again. Oshed the line. No regrets. Pure forbidden fire. Vacation just heating up.