I hadn't been sold on camping on the beach after the party - passing out in an uncomfortable tent after a day and a night of drinking then waking up with a blinding hangover inside a canvas greenhouse to spend the morning dismantling the tent and carrying it all the way back from the secluded bay is not my idea of a good time. I was begrudgingly swayed into agreeing by considering the alternative of leaving early and blindly stumbling through the wilderness in the dark, leaving a beach full of sexy girls behind me. A good decision, as it turns out.
I'd had my eye on Danielle all day - we knew each other, but we weren't close by any means. She was a few years younger than me, 21 or 22. The sort of girl I'd seen around and always found painfully hot, but I'd never really got to know her. She always seemed to have a boyfriend, and she kept very attractive company, so I was happy to pursue the rest of her crowd of friends. On this day though, she was recently single and in the mood to party. She stood out instantly in her flowery sundress - flowing but short enough to show off her thick thighs, tight enough to grip her slim waist and push her perfect C cups up, showing off nice cleavage. She wore a little makeup, but she kept it looking casual, showing off her naturally gorgeous face - big, pretty brown eyes, the cutest little button nose and plump, juicy lips framing her bright smile. She had the most adorable giggle, where her tongue would stick out slightly and she would gently bite it. Her long, wavy brown hair bounced and whipped as she danced on the beach, running her own fingers through it as she swayed her lovely hips, the dress inching upwards on her juicy thighs as she moved, her petite but curvy 5'2 figure winding and gyrating effortlessly.
As the drinks flowed, the girls relaxed and clothes began to come off in the hot sun. Without stepping away from the crowd around the speaker, without even stopping her alluring dancing, Danielle pulled her dress over her head and tossed it aside, giving me a dose of that cute giggle followed by a wink as she caught me watching her. Now dressed in just her red, skimpy bikini, she gave me a twirl, wiggling her hips, making her perfect round booty jiggle and bounce just a little bit. She passed it off as part of the dance, but the twinkle in her eye as she gazed my way made it explicitly clear it was for my benefit.
A few songs later my hands were on her hips, moving with her as she cut loose, her soft skin brushing against me as she showed off her incredible figure. Unable to resist the urge to tease her, I got in close, letting her feel my warm breath on her neck as we swayed together, whispering compliments in her ear as my hands explored her back and hips, occasionally risking a quick journey lower to caress her bubble butt with the palm of my hand whenever I thought nobody was looking, giving the smooth skin exposed by her thong bikini an almost imperceptible squeeze. Her breathing steadily quickened, the sweet and sexy giggle becoming more regular. I stole a few quick kisses as the afternoon went on, enjoying her plump, juicy lips pressed against mine, sometimes flicking my tongue across hers.
I wish I could say I whisked her away to escalate things, but sadly it wasn't that simple. As the evening drew in, the dancing was replaced by sitting round the fire, and the moment never seemed right. Danielle continued to look my way, and I could hardly contain my desire for her, but by the time people started to pass out, the moment was gone. Frustrated after she returned to her two-man tent with one of her girlfriends, dresses back over bikinis, I headed back to my tiny, uncomfortable single tent to try and pass out without giving in to the desire to jerk off to the memory of her.
It was a challenge, but alcohol and tiredness won out in the end and I fell into an uneasy sleep on my back, lying on my sleeping bag rather than in it due to the heat and my desire to put an extra layer of fabric between me and the uncomfortable ground below the tent.
I couldn't tell you what time I was awoken by someone struggling with the zip to my tent's entrance, but the sun was just beginning to come up and the tent was filled with a blue glow. I was confused and disoriented and said nothing, propping myself up on my elbows, staring at the canvas door and trying to snap myself fully awake. It wasn't until I heard the familiar, adorable giggle that I understood what was happening and broke into a wide grin. Just then, Danielle managed to find the thread and pull the zip down, stumbling through the entrance in her cute dress, giggling and gripping my shoulders tight as I caught her to get her in unscathed. She kissed my neck and chest incessantly as I pulled the zip closed behind her before falling back onto the sleeping bag with her on top of me.
She pressed her tongue into my mouth and my hands immediately found her juicy, round cheeks, sliding the dress up to grope her unashamedly and drawing an excited gasp from her, our tongues wrestling and her moaning into my mouth as I felt her up, her back arched and her hips moving, grinding back against my hands. I fumbled her bikini bottoms down over her hips and she broke the kiss to squirm out of them, pull her dress off again and quickly undo her bikini top, almost all in one motion, leaving me with a beautiful naked woman on my hands. My eyes crawled over her perfect, perky tits and pert, pink nipples, down over the gorgeous curves of her midriff and hips before coming to rest on the cute little cherries tattooed just below her bikini line. My fingertips went to the spot, a smile on my face, and she giggled uncontrollably at her secret being discovered.
As I admired her, kneeling between my legs in the tiny tent, the ethereal blue light playing across her amazing body, her fingertips walked up the leg of my swim trunks, the only thing I was wearing. She smiled, gently biting her lower lip as she brushed her hand over the huge tent in the shorts before tucking her fingers under the waistband. I lifted my hips to help her and she pulled the shorts down, her gasp turning to a moan of desire as my cock sprung free. My 8 inches were rock solid, standing dead upright, thick veins wrapped around my throbbing shaft, my heavy balls tight and full, my fat cockhead swollen and throbbing, shiny with pre-cum. Danielle's eyes met mine as she slowly leaned down, her soft lips grazing the underside of my aching tip on the way past before she pressed them against the base of my shaft, slowly dragging them up the length of the underside of my cock, her pretty face pressed up close to my pole as she breathed in the scent and felt the heat coming from it.
Reaching the head once more, she softly kissed the underside before swirling her soft, wet tongue around it, gazing up at me as she polished my throbbing tip. I exhaled slowly, my eyes locked on her as she slowly blinked at me, a cute and innocent expression on her angelic face as she licked and kissed, letting her saliva mix with my pre-cum, a drop slowly rolling down my veiny shaft. She shuffled into position on her hands and knees between my legs, arching her back, her hips swaying, allowing me a great view of her juicy ass over the top of her head as she slowly slid her pouty lips over the head of my cock, taking me into that red hot mouth. I smiled down at her, sitting half upright, resting on my elbows once more, enjoying the idea that anyone who followed her into the tent now would immediately be greeted by a view of her ass and pussy as soon as they opened the door. She didn't seem to mind, her hips constantly winding side to side as she dragged her soft lips back over the join between my head and shaft, her tongue sliding side to side on the underside of my tip inside her mouth.