Summertime Lust Ch. 06

Blake lay in the darkness, his eyes still closed, his breathing slow and even but his mind very much awake, he hoped he was doing a passable impression of a sleeping person. He'd woken about ten minutes ago, there'd been no particular reason, none that he was aware of anyway, and he'd been about to reach across to his phone to check the time when he'd heard whispers, he'd frozen, listening carefully, Allison's voice and Hannah's, behind him. He'd feigned discomfort, mumbling incoherently and rolling over, the voices had stopped abruptly and he knew better than to open his eyes right away. He'd waited, his patience rewarded with the eventual return of the whispers and giggling, and then, then he'd felt safe to crack open his eyes.

At first he couldn't see anything, just the dark form of a body on its side, very faintly silhouetted against the fractionally lighter side of the tent. From the size he decided the body must belong to Hannah. As his eyes grew accustomed to the low level of light he began to discern more. A hand slipped over Hannah's hip, its thumb toying with the top edge of her underwear while the fingers splayed out across her buttock, gripping it firmly before slipping down lower. There was a brief mutter and the hand disappeared, Hannah raising her leg and placing her foot flat on the ground, her knee bent and her thighs now spread. The hand reappeared on her panties, the fingers pressing in to the soft shape of her lips. She moaned happily and Blake wondered if she was pleasuring his girlfriend with the same treatment.

He watched Allison's fingers rub back and forth between Hannah's lips, slowly, patiently, until they pulled the damp cloth aside, the exposed lips, clearly wet. Allison went back to work, curling one finger up and eliciting a gasp from Hannah. Allison fingered her for a short period, Blake watching the action, his imagination providing a crystal clear image based on what little he could see and the moist sounds he could hear.

Fuck it was hot, he knew his girlfriend and Hannah got up to this kind of thing, he'd specifically given it his approval, but he didn't expect to watch it happen, and doing so while they were unaware made it all the sweeter. There was a strong urge to slip his boxer shorts down and move up behind Hannah, ease it in to her while he looked down over her shoulder at his girlfriend sucking on those big tits. Maybe Allison would go down on Hannah once he'd finished, bury her head in Hannah's flooded pussy, lick it all out while he fucked her too?

A mutter from Hannah brought him back to the present events and his eyes refocusing on Allison's fingers as they moved away from Hannah's pussy, sliding up under the tight confines of her underwear and stopping on her butt. There was another mutter, a giggle and Hannah seemed to move fractionally, then freeze, Allison's hand shifting in her panties, then a groan.

"Damn that's good," Hannah said, probably a little louder than she intended to.

Allison mumbled a reply.

"Mm-hmm," Hannah said, her head nodding.

Allison's hand slipped away and a moment later Hannah's body lifted fractionally and the underwear was pulled down, her legs bending and a hand reaching to push the twisted, wet material off her feet.

"That's better," she giggled rolling on to her back.

"On your stomach," Allison ordered clearly.

Hannah rolled over once more, bringing her closer to Blake, he closed his eyes quickly, waiting for the sound of the movement to cease before daring to open them again.

Hannah lay flat on her front, her head pillowed on her folded arms and thankfully turned away. Blake let his eyes drift down the side of her now naked body, Allison straddled her knees, she was still dressed in the tanktop and thong she had been when she and Blake had lay down together earlier that night. Her hands were on Hannah's thighs, slowly ascending until her thumbs ran parallel up over Hannah's butt, stopping and pulling her cheeks apart. Hannah mumbled something in to her arms.

"I know you do," Allison giggled, moving her hands, turning one and probing between Hannah's cheeks with a finger.

Hannah groaned, seemingly trying to lift her hips off the ground.

"Try this," Allison hissed, shuffling backward on Hannah's legs and pulling her up by her hips.

Hannah raised her butt off the ground, bending at her waist to take her weight on her knees and chest.

"That's better," Allison sighed, her hands back on Hannah's arse as she stared at the tight puckered hole and warm, wet, swollen lips presented below it.

Blake wished he could sit up, kneel beside his girlfriend and get a good view of the decadent act she was about to perform.

Allison lowered her head kissing each cheek before straightening up. Her hands stroking up and down Hannah's thighs and cheeks, one finger, then two, dipping between her lips, lubricating themselves in Hannah's sticky, sweet mess, frolicking inside her all too briefly, eliciting moans and giggles of enjoyment. Then Allison pulled them free with a slow, wet sucking sound.

Hannah mumbled again.

"In your arse?" Allison teased, her fingertips rising and toying gently around Hannah's tight little hole.

Blake watched as Hannah tensed her body, Allison smiling broadly as her arm moved forward slowly.

"Ughn," Hannah grunted, "ugh god, fuck, that's good."

"You like my fingers in your arse?"Allison giggled.

"Fuck yes," Hannah growled.

Blake wished she was facing him, he wanted to see her expression as his girlfriend finger-fucked her back-door.

"Deeper Ali," Hannah moaned, "deep- fuuuck!"

Allison giggled again, one hand gripping Hannah's cheek hard while the other pushed forward with equal ferocity.

"Mmm," Allison groaned, obviously enjoying herself, "I love the way you take my fingers."

"I'm your little arse-whore," Hannah laughed.

"Damn right," Allison replied.

Blake was surprised by this side of her, he knew she didn't have any qualms about taking control but she seemed to be getting off simply from inflicting pleasure on Hannah. Her hand moved with a steady rhythm now, each of Hannah's grunts of discomfort and joy followed by a tight sucking sound. Blake watched as Allison's hand on Hannah's cheek fell, a moment later Allison tipped her head back, her mouth wide open as she silently cried out in pleasure. She looked forward again and lowered her face to Hannah's arse, biting her cheek before licking it, lust taking over her actions as she pulled her fingers free and replaced them with her tongue.

"Oh dear god yes," Hannah gasped, lifting her head and looking back over her shoulder.

"Head down," Allison hissed, looking up from her feast.

Allison snuffled and grunted, her nose pressed in to Hannah's crack as her tongue danced around the hole, tracing the ring, skipping across it before finally diving in, prising it open and plunging as deep as she could.

Blake felt himself strain in his boxer shorts, thankful that a blanket offered a little in the way of cover. Allison was so going to get it so hard when Hannah left.

Allison reached out her free hand, slipping it under Blake's blanket, running hastily up his thigh until she found his aching cock. Blake remained silent, not sure if Allison was aware of his fully conscious state. Her hand reached inside his boxers and closed around his shaft, tugging it firmly, uninterested in enjoyment, obviously just desperate for the feel of his thick shaft.

Hannah was panting in to her folded arms, her grunts of pleasure becoming whimpers in an ascending crescendo.

"I love how you, uh fuck, I love how you tongue fuck me," she moaned.

"You love it, don't you," Allison growled, raising her head to look over Hannah's cheeks, "you love it in the arse, soon I'll have to wear a strap-on for you, fuck this tight hole with a big rubber cock."

"Oh please, yes," Hannah cried as Allison dropped her mouth back down.

"How would you like to have me in your butt and my boyfriend in your mouth?" Allison panted.

"Blake?" Hannah asked, trying to feign surprise through her discomfort and arousal.

"Mm-hmm," Allison hummed in to Hannah's arse. "Come on," she suggested, lifting her face once more.

Allison moved back from Hannah, pulling her hips around until she knelt facing Blake. She crawled over and knelt beside Hannah, making a show of carefully lifting Blake's blanket.

"He's pretty big," Hannah moaned seeing the straining tent in Blake's shorts.

"You want to see?" Allison sighed, stroking her fingers across his head through the thin fabric.

"You'll wake him," Hannah replied quickly.

"Not a chance," Allison reassured her, "like I said, dead to the world."

Allison pulled the front of Blake's shorts down, he immediately felt her breath on his swollen head and her fingers wrapping around him, gently massaging him up and down. He'd closed his eyes as soon as Allison had suggested to Hannah that she move, now he wished he could watch as his girlfriend and Hannah toyed with his cock. He felt another hand on him, around his base, slowly creeping up, nudging the first up and away. A hand cupped his balls, squeezing them gently, then a new sensation: warm and soft, tugging on them slightly and then wet.

"Where d'you learn to do that?" Allison asked as Hannah suddenly gasped for air. "I want to try."

The feeling returned, then the hand around his cock disappeared, only to be replaced by the familiar and breath-taking sensation of a pair of lips descending his shaft and a tongue lapping at his head. Fuck it felt good, he wanted to groan, to cry out, to at least open his eyes and watch as these two goddesses licked and sucked him up and away to heaven.

"What d'you think?" Allison asked, the caressing of Blake's balls stopping abruptly.

"I want you to get back there and stick your tongue back in my butt," Hannah groaned, her breath swirling around Blake's head.

Blake sensed Allison moving away but thankfully Hannah's mouth stayed right where it was, rising and falling on his throbbing cock. A few seconds later Hannah grunted, gasping around Blake as she sucked him, mumbling something. Then the feeling was gone.

"This is so good," Hannah whispered, "having you and your boyfriend at once."

Hannah's mouth returned, it's movements rapidly becoming uneven as Allison's tongue-fucking rocketed her towards a climax. She panted, her tongue slapping against his head, one hand pumping him discordantly.

"Fuck, yes, yes, that's it, just... UH FUCK," Hannah cried.

Blake wondered how the hell she thought he'd still be asleep and risked opening his eyes a fraction, witnessing her bucking through an orgasm, her eyes shut tight, her body up on one hand and her knees as her free hand gripped his cock, her big sweaty breasts swinging beneath her body as she came hard on his girlfriend's tongue.

"Fuck," she breathed again. "That was- oh Jesus, no please no more- uh fuck!"

Behind her Allison jammed her two fingers back in to Hannah's arsehole, tickling around the impossibly tight ring with her tongue while she fucked her fingers in and out.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, mm, yeah Ali, please keep- oh god," Hannah hung her head, all thoughts of Blake's cock now forgotten as she swept up towards the crest of the next wave. "Fuck, yes, shit, yeah, in my cunt too, put them in my cu-" she gasped, "-unt. Fuck me Allison, you have no idea how good this is."

Hannah lowered her mouth once more, sinking it back on to Blake's length. He felt as if he'd explode in to her throat, desperate to open his eyes wide, kneel up and watch the scene properly. Fuck it sounded nasty, he wondered if Allison would be willing to put on another performance with him in attendance, she clearly seemed to have a degree of control over Hannah, so presumably the choice was hers.

Hannah's mouth disappeared from Blake's cock again, her gasps and whimpers reaching an inaudible pitch as Allison pushed her over the edge of another precipice.

"God damn, fucking hell, yes," Hannah finally managed to groan, falling sideways on to her hip.

Allison mumbled something and hummed appreciatively before breaking in to giggles.

Blake listened again as the two girls moved about the tent, whispering and giggling together. How they thought they could indulge in such behaviour without waking him was beyond him, but he was pleased they thought they could. He risked opening his eyes again and saw Hannah, now re-dressed, lying on top of Allison, their lips mashed together and Allison's hands groping Hannah's butt through her underwear.

"That was," Hannah began, a huge grin on her face, "fucking, spectacular," she laughed quietly. "We definitely have to do that again."

"No doubt," Allison agreed.

"I better get back to my own tent before we wake your boyf," Hannah giggled, letting Allison pinch her butt hard.

"I'll see you in the morning, sweet dreams," Allison replied.

Blake closed his eyes again as Hannah began to move, listening as the zip rose and fell again, the shuffle of Hannah on the edge of the groundsheet outside and then the quickly disappearing sound of her feet in the grass. Then Allison moved, seemingly getting closer until her could feel her body touching his shoulder. After a while, when she hadn't moved for a minute or two, Blake risked opening an eye. Cautiously he peered down the length of his body, scooting his eyes over to Allison's beside him, she was laying on her side, that was good, he could causally throw an arm over her. His eyes continued up, his head having to move a little, her breasts bulged in her tanktop, but her position looked odd. With a mumble that he hoped would suggest a natural waking he moved his head and followed the line of her figure up. She was reclining on one elbow, her head resting in her hand as she stared down at him with a sly smile toying on the corners of her lips.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked, unable to stop the hint of a smile from breaking in to a huge grin.

"What?" Blake murmured, hoping the dumb act would work.

"I know you were awake, I hoped you would be, listening and watching Hannah and I. Did you like it?"

Blake looked down guiltily.

"I thought getting her to blow you was a particularly sweet touch on my part," she whispered, "aren't I good to you."

Blake couldn't stop himself from grinning.

"The only problem is," he began, "she didn't finish the job."

"You cheeky fucker," Allison laughed as Blake nodded down at his erect cock. "There's nothing I'd like more than to suck that," she purred, "well, not much more. Right now though I want it deep inside me."

Allison sat up, pulling her underwear down quickly and leaving it at her feet before rolling on to her hands and knees and wrapping her fingers around Blake's length again.

"All I could think of while I licked Hannah's arsehole was having you buried in me."

She stroked him up and down, his erection quickly returning to it's full glory.

"You really knew I was awake?" Blake asked.

"Mm-hmm," Allison nodded slowly.

"That's so hot," he groaned.

"I thought you'd enjoy it. Next time I want you to have a proper view though, I love eating Hannah and the thought of having you by my side while I do it makes me want to cream myself."

Blake sat up and put his hand behind Allison's head, for a moment she thought he was going to push her mouth down to his cock and a spark of desire flickered at the idea of reluctantly submitting. Instead he pulled her forward, pressing his mouth to hers and drawing her in to a long, slow kiss, his cock swelling impossibly as he thought of the nasty things he'd watched his girlfriend do.

Allison rolled on to her back, pulling her boyfriend with her, spreading her legs as she looked up longingly in to his eyes. He pushed his boxers down and kicked them off, his cock oozing and leaving a slick patch at the top of Allison's mound as he lowered his body to kiss her once more.

"Did you like it when I sucked your balls?" Allison asked innocently.

"Oh that's what that was," Blake smiled, "yeah, having you and Hannah both on me at once was mind-blowing."

"I'm sure she wouldn't mind doing that again," Allison sighed happily, "I know I wouldn't."

Allison lifted her legs, crossing her ankles over the base of Blake's spine and pulling him lower towards her waiting pussy.

"That's all for another time though," she whispered, "right now can we just fuck?"

Blake lowered his hips, gazing in to Allison's eyes as he blindly guided the head of his penis to her swollen lips, dipping his body to brush over them, bringing himself up to graze her clitoris and smiling as she groaned and shuddered at the sudden contact. He repeated the movement, loving the way she bit her lip and smiled with her eyes closed.

"Put it in me," she whispered, reaching her arms up and loosely interlocking her fingers on the nape of his neck.

Blake pushed forward, feeling his head ease through the narrow opening and in to the hot, moist interior. He slipped deeper in, slowly, relishing the feeling of Allison's velvet caress on every inch of his member. Every nerve ending screamed at him to thrust hard but something in his body betrayed him, holding back, wanting to savour every moment. He wondered what it must feel like to push his cock in to an arsehole, how tight it must be, he considered if Allison would respond favourably to such a suggestion and then immediately realised he'd have a better shot with Hannah. He was about to voice such thoughts to Allison when she sighed, wriggling back against his penetration and smiling up at him sweetly.

"It got me so wet doing that with Hannah," she confessed. "I fingered myself a bit, but knowing that you'd make love to me later made me want to hold back. I want you to make me cum."

Blake eased himself back out, feeling Allison's lips cling tightly to him until just his head remained inside her. Leaning down he kissed her softly, trailing his lips down to her ear and then her neck, brushing over her soft skin, his tongue sneaking out and licking gently, tasting the salt of her dried sweat and listening as she gasped with each flick of his tongue on her throat. As he went he pushed his thick cock back in to her, feeling her give him a welcoming squeeze. He slowly gyrated his hips, feeling Allison push back against him, grinding herself on his intrusion.

"Fuck that feels good," he groaned, unsure of how long he'd last after what'd happened already that night.

"You like it?" Allison purred.

"Mm," he nodded with a huge guilty smile.

"Wait a second then," she replied, pushing him up with her hands on his shoulders and uncrossing her feet from his back.

Blake leaned back, his head still dipped between her puffy lips and watched as his gorgeous young lover lifted her legs, closing her thighs around his cock. She held her legs aloft with one arm behind her knees, and smiled out from behind them.

"Now," she groaned eagerly.

Blake entered her fully once more, her knees bending over his shoulder as he turned his head and kissed whatever skin he could find. Fuck it felt good, she opened up around him and closed tight as he entered.

"Mmm," she moaned happily, "that's nice, fuck me like that."

Blake wrapped an arm around Allison's legs, leaning forward and resting his other hand on the ground beside her shoulder, bending her legs back over her body. Every entrance now brought him closer to the climax that boiled up ferociously inside him, he could already feel that it would be big.

Allison reached down and pressed a single digit between her closed legs, landing it directly on her clit and circling it quickly. Her own climax had been lapping away since she'd reached out for Blake's cock, her tongue buried in Hannah's arse, slowly rising, each peak on the road to the summit causing a flutter in her stomach, now the summit was in sight though, looming over her, tipped with the white crest that she longed to feel.