The very beautiful young woman flicked her hair-long, thick, honey blonde hair-back from the front of her face, and looked down at the young man in the sleeping bag next to her. He was lying down, she was sitting up, the sleeping bag just covering her from the hips down. Like both of them, the sleeping bag smelt slightly of sweat, strongly of sex, as in fact did all of the little tent. Outside in the camping ground of the holiday resort island, voices could be heard as other young people headed off to one or another of the many beaches, some to the shops or cafes for late breakfasts, one or two even were heading off to the famous island pub to wait for it to open, to have the drink they believed would help them recover from all the drinks of the night before.
Scott looked up at this amazing young woman he had met only three days before. Just hours off the ferry, they had gotten to talking on the beach, then they had swum together, then dinner together, then the pub together, then back here to her tent together. He had stayed the night with her, as he had the night after and last night, the sex was pretty incredible, and frequent. The sex here in this sleeping bag, the sex at the beach the night before, the sex in the water yesterday afternoon. He was still in a state of disbelief, he thought girls like this only existed in bad movies, or mental fantasies, or corny stories. But no, she was real, her name was Amanda, he did some quick calculations in his head, he had known her for what, the day he arrived, yesterday, and now what had passed of this morning-forty-five hours, and they had fucked, what, seven times, not to mention the three mouth fucks she had give him, once in the toilet at the pub, on the beach last night, just a few hours ago when he had come back from the camping ground toilet, and there were still today and four more days of this holiday to go. He shook his head in disbelief again, but it was real, she was real, the beautiful, half-suntanned, smallish, erect, firm breasts that were in the path between his eyes and her face, they were real, the flat belly and the cute belly-button, the hands that were now brushing her hair, all that was real, the lower belly that he could see, and just the very top of the fuzz of thick, dark brown pubic hair that he could see above the sleeping bag, they were all real, the little stubble of unshaven night growth in her armpits as she moved her arms brushing her hair, all of it real. He had only gone back to the tent he was supposed to be sharing with two of his friends to get changes of clothes, but Amanda was amazing, and hadn't minded that yesterday he had spent much of the day with them, skin diving off the main reef. She didn't seem to mind what he did, provided he was there to fuck when she wanted, and keep her company at the pub at night.
Scott decided he had better get up and go back to the other tent, to get ready for diving again, but his perusal of her amazing body while she brushed her hair had given him a painful erection, and he was embarrassed to lift himself out of the sleeping bag. And the closeness of her to him, and the scent of her, the sex and sleep scents, the fading scents of her perfume and deodorant, and the way her tight breasts swayed so slightly back and forth in rhythm with the brush strokes, all this conspired to convince him that there was no way that erection was going to go away by itself.
Amanda noticed he was looking at her, and she smiled and wiggled her breasts, they didn't wiggle that much, but it caused her nipples to bounce about a bit, and she smiled at Scott again. Not the best fuck she had had, but he was considerate and kind, and she liked him, and she had to admit that twice now he had shown that he was very good with his tongue, much better than most guys their age-they were both twenty-she had had. And anyway, orgasms came easily to her, so he did not have to be an expert. And anyway again, in a few days she would probably never see him again, and she was pleased that as yet he had given no signs of becoming all possessive and clingy, and seemed to understand that this was just some fun while they were on holiday. After this, she would be going east, to take up a good contract that she was hoping would be the perfect next step in her modeling career.
"What are you looking at," she laughed, knowing very well, and her nipples did their little dance again. Brown nipples set in pale brown aureoles, not long like some, but sweet little buttons, enough to get teeth to. Amanda put a hand under the sleeping bag, moved it to Scott's belly, lower. "Oh," she giggled, and her fingers tickled teasingly at the delicate firmness of the skin of his erection, he had a nice cock, she had told him that several times already. Not overly long, but thickish, and it filled her nicely.
Scott moaned a little at the touch of her fingers on his cock.
"Dunno if there's much we can do about this now," she laughed, but she wanted to, "too many people around outside." And to tease him her fingers closed around his cock and started stroking along the shaft, back and forth.
Scott moved a hand under the sleeping bag, found the tops of her thighs, a finger searched out her entrance, but with her free hand Amanda brushed it away, she needed to pee, and any stimulation there could cause a problem.
Just then, one of the many people outside poked his head through the flap of the tent and said good morning.
"Hi Robbie," Amanda said, not bothering to cover herself, and a glint came to her eyes, and her fingers tightened around Scott's cock, and she stroked it a little more firmly under the cover of the sleeping bag, this is going to be fun she thought.
"Hi," Robbie gulped, unable to take his eyes from Amanda's breasts, she didn't mind, she even wiggled them a little, just for him. Robbie forced himself to look away, but fuck she was pretty, fuckin Scott how lucky was he, and now he had the opportunity to tell the third member of their trio, Richard, that hey, you know that chick that hooked onto Scott practically as soon as we got here, she's got great tits man, didn't even try to cover them. That would make Richard furious, and the laughter it would all cause helped alleviate the pain of his sudden erection.
"Scott man, we were going to be heading off soon, it's a fair walk to the back reef," he said to his friend. Vehicles were forbidden on the island.
"Yeah I'm comin' now," Scott did his best to control his voice, and Amanda burst out laughing, her fingers sliding harder and faster along his cock, so hot now in her hand.
It was then Robbie noticed the way the sleeping bag was slightly undulating. Shit, he thought.
"Ok, well, we were gonna be going in ten minutes," and he quickly pulled his head from the tent, stood, and awkwardly walked away. Why couldn't he meet girls like that?