Imagine this: I convinced my boyfriend to take me on an adventure with his 5 best friends in the wild. We found ourselves in a secluded cabin, like something out of a thrilling movie on a budget.
When I first turned 18, I joined my boyfriend and his four childhood friends for a week-long mountain trip. They had been planning it for weeks, and I was excited about going. We stayed in the same cabin as them so we could be together. The first day was awkward, but then we got used to each other and started having fun. The following day, I woke up and looked at my alarm clock. It was already 7 am. The boys seemed asleep, so I gently stroked my boyfriend's dick through his boxers until he woke up. He smiled and kissed me before rolling over onto his back. I kept stroking him rhythmically from base to tip, occasionally taking my hand away to change the speed or pressure or just for a second to switch hands. My boyfriend turned to me and said, "Not here, babe; they might see us." That was understandable but a bit boring. I went out for some fresh air and morning stretches.
Midway into the stretches, Jack, the obese nerd of the group, hesitantly asked if he could join me. Against my better judgement, I let him in, and as I adjusted his form during the stretches, I felt something hard beneath my fingers. His cock was rock hard! It must have been at least 2 inch long, 8 inch circumference and he was now rock hard against his thigh. The soft flesh pulsed with each twitch of his leg muscles and I could feel the coarseness of the hairs under my hand, like a sand paper glide on velvet. A chill ran up my arm and shot down my spine as if I had been electrocuted. My heart raced as I felt a thrill course through me - here I was, standing so close to him with my hand on his thigh while my amazing boyfriend lay just 20 meters away, I wanted to keep going further but at the same time, I didn't want to be so reckless. Instead, I changed the exercise and we finished in time for the rest of the gang to catch up. When they all got out, we made a quick joke about them missing out on "the best morning workout ever" We all laughed together, trying desperately to ignore what had transpired between Jack and I.
I went into the room to change my clothes, and my heart raced as I threw on my favourite floral sundress and bikini top, which complemented my curves perfectly. With my trusty New Balance shoes and wide-brimmed hat, we set off to rent bikes to the serene lake by bike. When we were walking to rent the bikes, I sensed being watched even more than before; however, this time instead of resentment or anxiety it brought an entirely new kind of warmth along with a tingling sensation that spread throughout my body from head to toe. Once we rented our bikes, I felt ecstatic! The wind blew through my hair and tousled my sundress, sending chills down my spine. The guys started to steal glances at me, their eyes filled with an unfamiliar admiration that made me blush. But little did they know how empowered I felt at that moment. As we approached the serene river by bike, we encountered a couple enjoying the suns warmth on the riverbank; shortly after we realise this river is - part normal and part naturist! With a failure to contain his excitement Jack suggested we join them for a group sunbathing session but by boyfriend required some convincing due to his qualms.
All eyes were suddenly on me, waiting for an answer from the only girl in the group - was I brave enough to go along on this adventure?
A mix of fear and exhilaration shot through me as I considered joining in this wild proposition. I silently nod my hair with a careless impression however I was excited and anxious as I prepared to enter the naturist section of the beach. I knew this could be an excellent opportunity to loosen up and explore my sexuality, but I was still scared of what would happen if I got naked in front of 5 guys, mostly my boyfriend's friends.
Jack was the first to get naked; he was obese and hairy, with a round belly and fat hanging from his sides. I tried to look away from him but then noticed the long thick cock dangling between his legs. Then Tom stripped off his clothes revealing an average body with a tiny puffy dick that seemed even smaller next to Jack's huge member. Charlie followed, standing up on shaky legs and unhooking his belt in a single deft motion. He looked quite similar to Tom except for one thing: a large throbbing erection pointing straight at me. I watched it snap to attention, causing my pussy to dampen slightly as I imagined what it may feel like inside. My boyfriend stood up slowly beside me, glancing briefly at Sam who shrugged back at him. The embarrassment was clear on his face as he turned red and stood naked in front of everyone else. His cock hung limply between his legs and I couldn't help but look down at it, which caused my boyfriend to notice me staring and look down too. He said something under his breath but didn't move toward me or say anything else. We just sat there watching each other until it was awkward enough that the other guys started talking about something else. The room began to fill with small talk and idle conversation as some guys got hard-ons while others had them already. I could feel their eyes on me as I fidgeted awkwardly by myself, trying not to feel too ashamed of my less than perfect figure compared to theirs. As they spoke though, my nerves settled and became tinged with a hot sensuality that sparked from deep within me and spread through my body until every inch of me felt warm.
In the silence, I felt their eyes scanning my body from head to toe. After a few moments of uncomfortable quiet, Tom -- the one with the smallest penis in the group -- finally spoke up. "Help me put some suntan lotion on?" His words struck like a slap across my face. My boyfriend seemed like he wanted to refute him, but instead he urged them to settle down. He then said that it wasn't really any different from them ogling at my exposed body, and that if I was okay with it, they should be too. All but me laughed; my head was spinning from both arousal and humiliation.
Tom moved closer as the other boys formed a semi-circle around us, watching eagerly. He handed me the bottle of sunscreen and presented his tiny penis for my attention. I knew what this meant: they wanted more than just a simple suntanning session. Despite my inner turmoil, I found myself nodding silently in agreement.
