Chapter 74

I was panting and moaning like crazy. John was licking me so well, and I loved how his tongue could curl around my fat clitoris and pull on it. Every time he did this, I squirted against his chin.

And then, after my ... I don’t even know how many ... orgasms I had; it was finally time to get to the main attraction. John slithered his body over mine, and we kissed.

I wondered why he was tapping my shoulder and then realized he had both his hands on my breasts and squeezing them.

Who is tapping my shoulder?

To make it even worse, John was slowly floating away from me. I shouted, “No! Comeback!”

Somebody shook my shoulder, and I heard, “Wake up!”

It became dark in front of my eyes, and when I opened them, I saw the top of the tent, and Brad was kneeling beside my cot, “You need to get up!” he told me.

Fuck! I thought. It was only a dream!

I looked at Brad and asked, “What time is it?”

He smiled at me and said, “We let you sleep a little longer. We packed everything and waited as long as possible, but you must get up now.”

I looked around and noticed that the tent was empty. Of course, the only things left were the tent, the sleeping bag, the pillow, and the cot I was lying on. All the other things were already removed from the tent.

“I’m sorry,” I told him. “You should have woken me, I could have helped.”

Brad looked around him, came closer to me, and whispered, “After last night, I thought you could use the extra sleep.”

“But still,” I complained.

“And,” his smile grew, “Looking at you while we put our things away was fun. You know, you sometimes moan during your sleep. It sounded so cute.”

Oh! God! I thought. I must have been moaning because I was having such a hot dream!

“By the way,” Brad added, “Your pussy has recovered a lot. Even your clitoris is back at attention.”

His words made me sit up and look down. I opened my legs a little more and noticed my pussy didn’t look red anymore, and my clit was indeed more prominent again and sticking up and away from my body.

Well, with the dream I was having, I wasn’t too surprised that I was feeling horny again. Although, I would have wished that it hadn’t been a dream.

Luckily, today, I’m finally going to have sex with John, and for real, this time and not just in my dream! I thought, while closing my legs and swinging them over the end of the cot.

Brad stood up and made room for me. When I stood beside him, he picked up the sleeping bag and pillow and asked, “Do you think you can fold up the cot for me?”

“I’m sure I can handle that,” I responded jokingly.

So, while Brad went away, I looked at the cot. I quickly learned how to release the locking mechanism and then started folding it up. By the time Brad was back, I was done.

“Beautiful and handy as well,” he teased me when he walked towards me. I just smiled at him.

“By the way, the girls have already arrived and are eager to meet you,” Brad told me. “But, there are only three of them. The others decided to stay home because of the weather.”

“The weather?” I asked.

“It has been raining most of the night,” Brad told me. “The ground has become a soft mush at certain places.” He looked at my sneakers lying on the ground and said, “Maybe you should go out barefoot instead. Your feet will get wet anyway, and this way, you can hopefully use your dry sneakers later when you need to go home.”

“Is it really that bad outside?”

“They even expect more rain this afternoon.”

That’s not good! I thought. It probably could hamper the filming we habe planned this afternoon.

I walked to the tent’s entrance and looked outside. Brad was right; it really looked rather wet outside. I could even see a lot of puddles in the open area.

“See,” Brad said.

“Hmm, yeah!” I responded. “I think I’d better carry my sneakers than wear them.”

Brad stood next to me and pointed to the first tent on the opposite side of the terrain. “The girls are waiting for you in that tent.”

“You’re not coming with me?” I asked.

“The girls wanted to see you alone,” he answered.

“Any idea what they have planned for me?”

“They didn’t want to say.”

I shrugged and said, “Well, I will know soon.”

With my sneakers in hand, I started to cross the terrain. The ground was very wet and soft, and at certain places, my feet sometimes sunk a little in it. Thanks to the grass, it wasn’t really muddy but only mushy.

Another thing I noticed was that the camp looked somewhat abandoned. I must have slept through all the commotion of those guys picking up their things and leaving for home. I looked behind me and noticed Brad carrying the cot towards the big tent. The other tents were still standing around the campsite, but it looked like they were all empty. From the few where the tent flap stood open, I saw they were indeed empty. All their stuff had been moved to the big tent already.

While getting closer to the tent with the girls, I could hear some laughter coming from it and girls talking with each other. Not knowing what they planned for me made me quickly check a specific body part. I felt around and noticed my pussy didn’t feel sore anymore, but my clit was still very sensitive, and like I had noticed before, it was sticking out between my labia again.

I wondered if girls would be as fascinated with this as the boys had been. Not many had touched it, but I had noticed many boys looking downward whenever I was among them.

When I reached the tent, I asked, “Can I enter?”

“Sure, come on in,” a girl responded.

I opened the tent flap and walked in.

Inside were four girls, three of whom I didn’t know, and Nele. They all looked at me, and Nele said, “Well, here she is. What do you think? Did I exaggerate?”

“Not at all,” a blonde said. The girl waved me over while saying, “Come join us.”

I put my sneakers on the ground and walked over to the girls. They were sitting on cots, and I saw a backpack lying in the corner of the tent. But that was it.

“Let us have a better look at you,” the blonde said.

She and the other girls checked out my whole body. They even made me turn slowly so they could see every angle of my body. When I was facing Nele, she was smiling and winking at me. I should have known that she was going to join these girls, but at the same time, I also knew that she would make sure I was safe.

While I was turning like this, I also took my time to check them out. All of them were wearing tank tops, a skirt, and no shoes. I hadn’t seen any lying around in the tent, so I wondered where their sneakers were.

The three girls were also very different.

The blonde was somewhat a typical blonde. In fact, she was a little like me. She also had blue eyes and rather lovely tits. If I had to guess, hers had to be a little smaller than mine. She was wearing a light-blue tank top with a mini-skirt in the same color. Her skin looked flawless but white as if she would avoid the sun as much as possible. The only difference was that she had long blonde hair, while mine was short. Of course, our faces didn’t look the same, but the rest of our bodies looked the same; only mine had a slight tan.

The tallest girl in the tent was the black-haired girl. She had dark brown eyes and red lips. I was sure she wasn’t wearing lipstick; her lips were naturally red. Her breasts looked perfectly shaped for her athletic body type. I’m not sure what kind of sports she did, but she had the most sportive body type among us. She even had abs. She wore a black tank top and skirt covering her legs to her knees.

And then there was the last one, a light-colored brunette. She also had brown eyes but lighter than those of the black-haired girl. She had what I would call a typical girl’s body. Slim, but not too slim, sportive, but not too sportive, and breasts that boys would call a good handful. The only thing special about this girl was probably her nipples. Those things were trying to poke through her yellow tank top. She also wore a skirt, but hers came to about mid-thigh.

In general, I could say that all three girls looked like healthy, beautiful girls any boy would love to have as their girlfriends. I wondered which girl was with which boy. However, I suspected the blonde could be his girlfriend because of what Nick had said about his girlfriend maybe being jealous about my breasts. Because mine were more significant.

After I turned a few times, the blonde said, “That’s enough.”

I turned to face her because I was sure she would take the lead in this.

“How old are you?” she asked me.

“Twenty-three.”

“And you are having fun with a bunch of eighteen-year-olds?”

I smiled at her and said, “That’s right.”

“Nele told us a little about how you met your new friends. I have already heard from my boyfriend how they found you running around last week. I presume you don’t have your chains with you today.”

I shook my head and said jokingly, “No, they didn’t ask me to bring it with me.”

She showed me her phone and said, “Well, we saw the video on your website already. You looked very kinky walking around like that. Are you into bondage and stuff like that?”

“Not particularly. It was just something I wanted to do. And, it made it more thrilling, I guess.”

“Nele also told us you have been running around without clothes since Friday.”

“Most of the time, yes.”

I noticed her eyes going down to my pussy, and when she looked up again, she asked, “And it turns you on?”