The Fundraiser

"Come on" I said, "My tent is right around the building. I've got plenty of electrolyte tablets and we can take a look". Cramping after long exercise is often due to the fact that athletes don't hydrate or eat properly and get an electrolyte imbalance as a result. Not much you can do except hydrate, take some pills and rub out the cramp.

We crawled into the tent and I immediately gave her a couple of tablets and something to drink. I told her to lie down on her stomach on the air mattress and stretched my unzipped sleeping bag over her to give her some additional warmth though the tent itself was pretty toasty.

"Here" I said, "Let me work on your calf for a few minutes. Just relax".

"Okay" she responded through gritted teeth.

I could see the muscle in her calf twitching. I put both my hands around the muscle and pressed my thumbs right where the action was taking place. Working my thumbs in opposite directions I slid my hands up and down her calf trying to warm the muscle and calm the involuntary movement. I increased the speed of my ministrations and began to vigorously rub her calf to generate warmth and lengthened my reach to include her foot and her lower thigh.

After a couple of minutes she had clearly relaxed and the muscle had stopped twitching. She had thrown off the sleeping bag complaining that it was too warm and now lay face down on the air mattress breathing softly.

"Thank you" she said. "That feels so much better".

"Do you want me to continue"? I asked "I don't have any oil but here's your chance to get a second massage".

"Sure" she said. "That would be great. But honestly, I have got to pee."

"Ok" I said. "There's a Ritz quality port-o-potty around the corner". She grabbed her towel and other things and ran off.

When she came back she was wearing her sun skirt. I had moved the air mattress to one side of the tent and told her to lie down on the towels I had spread out. She zipped close the door to the tent and quickly lay down as I had suggested using her rolled up towel as a headrest.

I began to slowly work on her legs. Beginning with each heel I rubbed my hands against her flesh to generate heat and then worked her skin and muscle together. One at a time I moved my hands up to her calves moving her sun dress up a little at a time. I alternated between deep rubs and light touch trying to both relax and stimulate her.

I rose on my knees and placed one leg on either side of her left leg. I slowly ran my fingers up behind her knee and along the middle of her thigh. She tensed as I could tell she was being tickled but made no protest. I moved and repeated the motion on her other leg. Then I took both hands and reached under the hem of the sun dress to encircle her thigh so that I could knead it as I had down to her calves. She parted her legs slightly to help me with access.

I molded her flesh between my fingers working out the knots and began to move higher knowing I would soon reach her bikini bottoms. I slowed the massage and worked my fingers gently on either side of her thigh and felt the heat emanating from between her legs. Not yet touching the fabric of her bathing suit I gently moved my hands up a bit further right to where her right cheek met her thigh.

As I slid my fingers up past the crease at the bottom of her buttocks I recognized that she was no longer wearing a bathing suit. I stopped and thought about what that meant and what I thought was being offered to me. My cock had already been straining against my own bathing suit and it seemed to swell further as if to encourage me; almost pulling my hips forward like a dog tugging against a short leash.

I decided to be cautious and told Julie that I was going to work on her back and shoulders now and asked if it would be okay to untie the straps of her bikini top.

"Sure" she said. "That would be good. My shoulders are aching".

"You probably weren't bending your arms enough on the ride. When you don't all the shock of any bumps get transferred to your shoulders and back. Tomorrow, try a loose grip on the handle bars."

"Okay" she responded. "Will you show me how later?" I assured her I would.

I stared at her back as I prepared to put my hands on her and caress away as much of the soreness as I could. To be most effective I would need to be somewhat forceful and perhaps even painful with my technique. I was conflicted because I didn't want to ruin what was obviously becoming a charged environment.

After some thought I put both hands on her lower back and begin working my palms into her flesh. I moved my hands together, once again repeating the clockwise/counterclockwise motion from her spine outwards. At the beginning of each circle, I dug my thumbs into her vertebrae, loosening up the area and resetting the disks. I reached her bra line and held each palm flat against her spine and spread my fingers down towards her sides at a ninety degree angle. I pressed outwards trying to surreptitiously sneak a finger against a breast that lay flattened against the towels beneath her near naked body. When Julie wriggled as if to admonish me, I quickly brought my fingers back to her spine and then up to her neck where I circled her throat and worked the bones. Then, I took my fingertips and ran them all the way down her back and then up again to her neck as I bent down and blew air along her spine. She shuddered and squirmed at the tickling and then seemed to involuntarily lift her right leg which was brought between my legs. She let out a soft breath as she grazed my balls and then, as if totally unaware of what she had done, lowered her foot back to the ground.

Furtively, I glanced at the screens on the tent to see whether there were any neighbors around and, if so, whether they could get a good look inside.

"Time to roll over" I told her, knowing that this might be the moment where she decided she felt fine and that it was an opportune time to leave.

"Man, do I have to? This is so nice just like this". Arms over her head she lay flat, relaxed, contented and seemingly exhausted.

"Come on" I encouraged. "I promise this will be even better. I'll even let you choose...should I start from your neck and work my way down or from your feet and work my way up"?

Without looking at me or opening her eyes she whispered "Neck down, please".

"Right" I said. "Let's roll you over". I reached to grab a shoulder and a thigh and gripping loosely tugged her towards me to induce her to start moving herself. She wormed a little bit as she moved towards my pressure and by the time she was on her back her bikini top lay askew across her chest and her skirt had risen up to the point that I had a plain view of her entire crotch.

I looked at Julie but she had put her 'pillow' over her eyes almost so she could ignore what had happened to her clothes if she hid them from her own view.

I straddled her waist and began squeezing and rubbing her neck and shoulders. As I did I looked down at her chest. Her left breast lay exposed. She had never had children and so age and gravity were the only forces that she had ever had to contend with. She was fortunate that her breasts still seemed to have the perkiness of youth as the one I was staring at virtually stared right back at me. It didn't fall to a side and look away. No, it stood firm on her chest, a small but full sentry adorned with a perfectly round and deliciously pink aureole from which a soft nipple waited for its invitation to emerge.

I brushed my fingers along her clavicle and then stroked her triceps with my fingertips. Down to her elbows and then back to her shoulders. I lifted her arms above her head and moved my digits from her wrists to just before her armpits. She writhed a little with the sensation and I went on and massaged her arms more vigorously to avoid tickling her.

I grabbed her wrists and moved her arms down by her sides and told her to fold her hands together. She had to move her arms in between where I was straddling her to do this and in doing she ran her hands over my thighs to get to her own body. I lifted myself a little to give her better access, moving so that my face would rest just beneath her neckline if I chose to lay it down on her.

I pursed my lips together and started blowing air along her neck and down her throat across the fabric of her bikini top to the exposed breast. As I passed over her little apple I opened my mouth and let out a soft breath. I watched as her nipple stiffened from the breeze and push out from its resting space in her aureole. She strained up a little from the ground and twisted as if her nipple were pulling itself to my mouth for relief.

Still bent over her, I ran my fingers along her arms as I moved down past her breasts to her navel. At that point I moved my knees down and positioned myself below her waist. I stared at her hands which were pressing into her own thighs, squeezing them in an effort of self-control and refrain. Her legs were slightly parted and she when she put her arms down she had maneuvered her dress up a little higher so that her entire nether region was fully exposed and visible.

Like a prepubescent girl, her little pussy was completely smooth and bare, devoid of even a single wisp or hint of downy covering. Her mons was full, engorged even, no doubt from the massage and the fact that she was herself waiting and growing increasingly impatient for more. Peeking out shyly from where her folds met was her clit, a lone guard at the top of the valley that was waiting the inevitable onslaught of passion.

I leaned my face closer and let out a soft breath followed immediately by a stronger, cooler one that escaped from my pursed lips. Up and down either side of her womanhood I blew. She dug her hands into her thighs even deeper and forced them apart ever so slightly. I saw as her outer lips parted slowly as if being tugged apart by the pulling of a rope on a drawbridge when the surrender has come. Her lips glistened and a string of her fluid stretched across the small moat of air that lay between her slightly parted labia. I inhaled her scent, mixed as it was with soap and baby powder from her recent shower.

Still breathing softly on her entire pubic area, I finally took two fingers and as lightly as a feather stroked her labia on either side of the nub that was now standing free of its shield. "Please" she gasped softly. "I can't stand this".

And with that, I moved back, took her hands off of her legs, spread her ankles and lay back down on my stomach so that my face was positioned just beneath her waiting pussy. I snaked out my tongue and stroked her clit with the moistened tip of my tongue. "Ahhhh" Julie murmured and wriggled to try and get more pressure against her bud. But I moved away and instead ran my tongue around the outside of her folds, starting deep at the bottom and running up to the top to just next to her engorged pearl. Continuing this action on either side had her clit emerge from its hood and remain exposed like a cuckoo that has gotten stuck outside of its clock. I moved back to satisfy the demanding little nub and inserted a single finger into Julie's wet pussy. As I lapped between the lips I had opened I reached up to graze a nipple and realized that she was already stroking one of her breasts with a free hand. She strummed the rigid pink gem on her right tit while I gently flicked the bud on her left one. I placed my tongue hard against her little taut womanhood and moved side to side increasing pressure each time I shook my head.

Julie was in lost in the sensations. Her eyes were closed, her head back and her mouth was slightly parted. She pursed her lips and began inhaling shorter, deeper breaths as if she was in the middle of a workout. She placed her hands at either side of my head and tugged to get me to rise up to her.

"Do it" she gasped. And I realized she wanted me to enter her. "Do it now".

"Shhh", I mumbled, my mouth still affixed to her clam. I gently increased the pressure of my tongue. Julie's hands came off my head and went back to her breasts. Her legs tautened and straightened slightly and her hips came up and pushed her engorged cunt even further against my face. My finger went back in to her tunnel and I wriggled it around her walls as her pussy began to clamp down in anticipation of release. Her clit, which had withstood the assault from my mouth, began to slip back into its hood and this caused her to raise her hips even further.

I looked up and saw Julie put her fist into her mouth as if to ensure that she wouldn't scream because we were so exposed to passersby in the tent. Her face was pink from exertion and the sweat ran down her cheeks as she tensely waited her climax. Her head was raised as her abdomen tightened with concentration. Her lips were spread in a grimace and her breath was ragged.

Suddenly I felt her pussy clamp down on my finger and then rapidly open and close again and again and again. Each contraction was accompanied by a silent shudder that forced her torso up like she was doing crunches in the gym. Her mouth gaped as she expelled air silently and then took a deep inhale and a quick exhale. Her hands grabbed her breasts to pinch her nipples in an effort to extend the sensations that had racked her body. She collapsed and lay silent, chest heaving. "Feel better?" I asked as I kissed my way back up her body.

"Why didn't you fuck me?" she asked when she could finally speak "I wanted you to. Actually, I've wanted you to for some time. It doesn't matter. Right now I'm thirsty and I want to drink you".

In a flash and before I could respond, she slid down my body and literally ripped off my bathing suit. She stopped and stared at my cock, no longer at attention but not exactly at rest either. She took the shaft in one hand and placed the other beneath my balls.

"You shave" she said, surprised.

"Well, my balls and my butt" I replied. "I find it reduces chafing during the season". She wasn't really paying attention to what I was saying. Rather, she was licking my scrotum starting at the very back and running her tongue around each testicle. I felt the wrinkled skin grow taut as my erection returned. Julie grasped my pole and lightly began to masturbate it while she ran her tongue up and down the vein that throbbed on its underside. She moved to the head of my prick and with collected saliva anointed the rim that ran around base of the head. She then closed her mouth around the head and I felt the warmth of her spit dribble out of her mouth to lubricate my cock for her fingers.

She placed the head of my stick against her cheek and with her hand moved it back and forth and the friction seemed to make me swell even more. She opened wide and pushed her mouth down managing to get about half my shaft into her throat before she had to stop. She worked her head up and down slowly while she took the fingers of one hand and lightly rubbed my dick as she gently squeezed my balls with her other hand. I moved to get on my knees and placed my hand on her incredibly slick pussy. She brought her leg up so that I had easy access to her oily clit and gaping hole.

As she firmly stroked my cock I began to rub her pussy lips and nub. I brushed back her hair with my free hand and gently pushed her head back off of my cock. She opened her eyes and looked at me and I slid down next to her and, finally, kissed her for the first time that afternoon. She rolled onto her back and I got on my knees and put the head of my cock against her open twat.

I slid in easily and we both closed our eyes and sighed. I put my weight on my elbows and pressed my pubic bone against hers. My cock seemed to get lost in her cavern which was still slick from the combination of my saliva and her own emissions. I moved my hips slowly to grind against her, bending my head to nibble first at her neck and then at a nipple. We kissed deeply and she put her hands on my ass in an effort to push me further inside of her.

I lifted myself onto my elbows and toes and slowly removed my shaft so that just the head of my prick still lay between her folds. Gently I moved the head almost completely out and then back in to the rim. I quickened the pace slightly and the without warning pushed my entire cock back into her. She gasped with delight but then chopped my arms so that my weight collapsed on her body and immediately wrapped her legs around mine and once again grabbed my cheeks to keep me deep within her. She smiled with her eyes open and moved her hips beneath me thrusting her body up and pulling me down at the same time.

Our tongues met and swirled in each other's mouth. I licked the inside of her ear and she stifled a squeal and then she nibbled my neck and elicited the same response from me that my ear lick had drawn from her. Our rhythm continued and I felt her begin to tighten around me. She started to lose herself in the sensations and my cock began to get heavy as I felt the end near for me too. I slowed and tried to just rub out pubic bones together. Julie's legs began to straighten and I felt her muscles tighten. All of a sudden it seemed like her already sopping box became awash in more moisture as she tightened around my cock. The grip became so fierce I could hardly move and it even seemed like her womb was contracting so hard it was beginning to force my cock out of her. Time slowed as I felt myself get closer and closer to the edge, the burning moving along my cock as I held myself there waiting for her.

Julie hung on me tight moving just enough to edge herself to the end and suddenly she gasped into my shoulder and I felt her pussy release me and then grab me again and then release. She shuddered against me and I strained to withhold myself until she was finished.

Finally, she rested and looked at me. "Did you come?" she asked.

"Not yet" I replied with strain in my voice.

"What do you want me to do?" she queried. I got on my knees and looked down at my cock which was still in her. I pulled it out and gently began to rub against her pussy lips. Looking at me, she reached around and under her legs and began to massage my testicles while she stroked to top of my cock with two wet fingers.

I moved my shaft up and down between her lips and they wrapped around my cock like a little blanket. I felt the heat rise in my balls and the exquisite pain begin to move forward. I tried to hold back as much as possible as Julie teased and pulled at my balls. All of a sudden, she moved and put me into her mouth again and finally there was no stopping and with a muffled grunt I felt my cock swell in her mouth and then burst as a long hot jet of sperm flew out of me and against her cheek and down her throat. She moved her hand quickly to encourage more and more of my liquid and finally she reached and squeezed out the last thick drop and swallowed deeply.

My head lolled and my arms hung limp; sweat dripped from every pore. I was totally spent. Julie continued to kiss my shrinking penis, licking my balls and sending shudders of post-orgasmic contractions throughout my body.

We collapsed onto the ground and looked at each other, kissing lightly.

"Wow" I finally managed to say. "That was both unbelievable and totally unexpected."

Julie just smiled and then sidled even closer. Her breath was warm and sweet when she said to me "I've been looking forward to this for almost five years. I know it sounds contrived, but the truth is that every year I have seen you, despite the relationships I've been in and that fact that you have a family, I've thought about this. Every year. And I want to do it every year from here on out too."

I began to stiffen again as I realized that for as long as we both did this event I'd be raising more than just money.

THE END----Part I

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Part II

While my two brains were contemplating the prospect of annual bliss filled encounters with Julie, she broke the reverie and said, "What time is it?"