I grabbed my partially drunk bottle of wine and started to meander up to the house. As I was walking I kept eye contact with the stranger, when I got closer I noticed the backdoor was slightly ajar. I eased it open, letting the edge of it brush my very erect nipples. I hadn't seen this part of the house before I was guessing it was the private residence, not for the guests use but I carried on anyway. As I mounted the stairs I suddenly felt a rush of nervousness, was this something I was going regret in the morning? I had only just masturbated for the first time in my life, was I getting caught up in the moment? "Fuck it" I thought as I continued up the dark stairway, "there are no such things as regrets". I took a mouthful of wine to give me some confidence as I reached the hallway. I looked to the left, that was the direction of the campsite and it was from that window which I saw her.
I cautiously crept up the hallway until I came to the door I thought it was. Nudging it open slightly I could just see, in the half light, a figure of the girl, tall, medium build, and heavy breasts under her skin tight top. I liked her, my nipples tingled with anticipation, and my cunt felt hot and slippery again. I slowly entered the room and shut the door behind me. She switched on a table lamp and then I could see her properly. She had long dark chestnut hair which flowed over her tanned shoulders. Her deep green eyes were staring at me. "I didn't know whether you would come up" she said as she sauntered over to me. She seemed to have an air of confidence about her I hadn't encountered before. "I couldn't resist" I said holding up the bottle of wine. She took it from me and swallowed eagerly. Her long elegant neck stretched out as she drank which brought my attention to her breasts, she was obviously wearing no bra, but it was her nipples which was the focus of my fascination. They stuck out like bullets, before I could stop myself, my arm reached out and gently stroked the right one. She pulled the bottle from her lips and looked at me. I thought I had done something wrong and was preparing to apologise profusely for it when she placed the bottle down next to the lamp and reached out to my heaving chest.