Stacy and Alex were sleeping together in the guest bedroom of Tom's cabin. They were going home tomorrow to a new life... together. It had all changed for both of them with last night's events, where they had, after all their struggles, reconnected again sexually. Stacy's long athletic arms cuddled Alex who nuzzled his backside up against her crotch area. They had fallen in love all over again.
They woke up that morning, and began to pack, excited for their future. Alex stared at Stacy while she packed up her shirts, and remembered how he had fallen in love with this beauty. Her freckled brown arms slowly moving up and down through the rays of sunshine coming through their window, the short brown hair that only a girl as hot as her could pull off. And when she turned toward his stare, he got lost in her round brown eyes.
She came toward him, touching him on his shoulder, then his neck, her lips brushing his own then. It felt like high school all over again for Alex as Stacy's tongue slipped into his mouth, her wet taste suddenly all his. But whereas their first night together Stacy had surprised Alex by going down on him, this time Stacy pushed Alex back onto the bed, yanking a hole into her stockings, pulling up her light blue skirt, and planting herself on Alex's surprised mouth. She sat there for some amount of time atop Alex, smiling mischievously. She could get used to this.
Later the two both left their room barely containing their smiles, and made their way, suitcases in tow toward the door. They said morning pleasantries to Andrew and Nick who were sitting at the kitchen table playing crib. After last night's spectacle, Andrew and Nick looked surprisingly reserved and rested. Andrew was wearing a black polo that went well with his dirty blond hair, and looking tanned. Nick looked like he had gone for a run in the morning, his black legs glistening with sweat and toned muscle. They blew them joke kisses, and left through the door.
Outside, Marco's burly body was lying in swim trunks in the sun. They tapped¬ him on the shoulder to tell him they were going home. Marco nodded, said he had had a fun time, and they all looked at each other and laughed.
"Hopefully we can do it again sometime" Marco joked.
"I think you guys have helped enough," Alex said, kissing Stacy on her blushing cheek.
"Glad to be of service," Marco said, nodding at them, as they made their way toward their car.
Stacy got into Alex's car, and he turned the key. Unfortunately, it wouldn't start. With every effort, Alex slowly began to realize that the car was somehow completely dead. Bewildered, he shook his head to Stacy, and said, "We're going to need to get some help from the guys."
The two both reentered the cabin to inform the gang of the situation.
"Oh no," said Marco as soon as he heard the news.
"Yeah, we have no idea how it happened," Alex said.
Andrew suddenly turned from his crib game toward the two of them, and said "Probably killed it themselves, just to be sluts again tonight."
Stacy was horrified, and Alex protested: "That's not true at all. Those days are over for us. We're back together."
"That's the problem. I'll admit it, we killed your car," Andrew said, giving up the game early.
"You think we would let ball drainers like you two leave so easily?" Nick said, also completely removed now from the crib game.
"No, we have a little plan for you two. One of you can leave. I'll fix your car. Maybe you can go get help for the one left as we try to satisfy ourselves with just one set of holes. But—" Marco continued.
"—but, before one of you leaves, that one has to make us cum 10 times."
"Pretty easy, could do it in a day if you pushed us," Andrew said, his cock visibly throbbing now through his sweatpants.
"You guys could work together, or consider it like a kind of competition."
