I don’t know what time it was because there was no clock in the guest house, but it was still pitch black outside with only the slightest bit of light from a waning moon to illuminate everything when I was awakened by a warm body sliding into the bed next to me. “What are you doing?” I asked as I felt a hand gently slide under the waist band of my pajama bottoms to grasp my now hardening dick.
“Ssshh,” came the reply followed by a soft kiss on the lips as my cock grew harder.
I don’t need to be told anything twice, or offered anything more than once before I can take the hint, even when I am still two thirds of the way asleep. Grasping her hips I lifted her up onto me and lay her down directly on top, feeling her legs open up and fall to either side of my hips. The heat ramped up quickly beneath the pile of blankets and comforters we were under as the heavy petting quickly took a more serious turn. With her hot pussy grinding back and forth against the cloth of my pajamas it was time to release the pent up energy from an evening of torment.
With a few tugs and a little shimmy one nightie was discarded onto the floor next to the bed while my pajama bottoms got lost in the blankets below my feet. “Oh yes,” I quietly moaned as her hot pussy slid up the length of my shaft only to stop with the head of my cock at the entrance to heaven.
“Ssshh,” once again came from her dark silhouette as her fingers gently covered my mouth while my cock slid up into her.
I couldn’t help myself and let out another soft moan as I felt inch after inch slide into that hot sheath I was so accustomed to. It felt so good to be back inside my sweetie. I reached up and placed both of my hands on her hips. With a good pull downward and an arch of my back I was fully embedded. I heard her take in a quick breath and her hands leave my shoulders to grasp at the pit of her stomach. It never ceased to amaze me how I can take her breath away every time, even to this day. I was a goner now. I began thrusting up into her with all of the might and joy that one would expect from the one you loved. Only the slightest few whimpers came from the dark outline above me as we hammered out the tension from a long day. When she started bucking back and forth in a powerful orgasm I couldn’t take the strain anymore and fired, blasting spray after spray of cum into my dream girl. It was incredible, and quiet.
When the last few twitches faded from my loins it was a simple matter after that. A little kiss on the lips before she slid out from between the blankets and put her nightie back on sealed the evening. “Goodnight sweetie,” I said as she opened the door and peered out toward the house.
As I should have expected the last thing I head was, “Ssshh,” before she slipped out the door and scooted across the yard.
“That was nice,” I thought to myself as I scrunched down under the blankets and went to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow would be just as nice.
In the morning I felt like a million bucks. After my late night romp I had slept better than I had in the last 10 years, leaving me feeling energized and refreshed. It was already light outside when Mandy knocked on the door before letting herself in.
“Good morning,” Mandy said as she set a steaming cup of hot chocolate down on the nightstand, “Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas,” I replied as I reached up and pulled her down onto me.
“Oh my,” Mandy remarked as she felt the strength of my embrace, “You must have slept well.”
“Oh yea,” I responded as I grabbed a hand full of her ass and squeezed. “I slept really well.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t make it back out here last night,” she said quietly as she searched around on the blankets to find the bulge of my cock hidden underneath, “but dad slept with his door open last night and I just couldn’t get out.”
I don’t think I could have been more shocked at her statement than if I had woke up with a cattle prod stuck up my ass. It wasn’t Mandy that had come into the bungalow last night, it had been Katie! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! I was at a complete loss.
“It’s ok,” I responded as I did my best to conceal my shock. “I’ll survive.”
I have never been unfaithful to Mandy. The thought has never even crossed my mind. Even when Cameron tried her best to get into the sack with me I always turned her down. I love Mandy and I am devoted to just her. So having this happen was a complete shock to me, especially since it was not something I had initiated. I decided right then to never say a word about this to her. It would have to be one of those secrets that I would take to my grave.
The whole day I was walking on egg shells. The family first opened all of their presents before preparing for the huge lunch time feast. Every time I looked in the direction of Katie she was making googley eyes at me, like I was just some kind of dreamy hunk or something. I felt so awkward and did my best to look away quickly so as to not cause a scene in the middle of the festivities. Everyone else seemed to just mush through the day like nothing had happened.
I was so relieved when it was time for Mandy and me to head back to the campus. The day had been so stressful that I felt like bolting for the car and tearing out of the driveway at the speed of light. It didn’t seem like we could get away fast enough.
“Take care James,” I said as I shook the boys hand like he was a man.
“Thanks for the football,” he said as he returned the hand shake.
“It was nice meeting you,” I said to Katie as I extended my hand to her.
Katie brushed my hand aside and gave me a big hug around my waist, mashing as much of herself against me as she could. “Thanks David,” she said as she looked up at me with those eyes that were still glassed over with the lust of youth. “I hope to see you again.”
If I had my choice I would only see her again with a ninety man escort. I had not had the opportunity to speak to her at all during the day, so there was no way for me to express to her that what had happened was a onetime thing and it would not ever happen again. But seeing as how we were heading out the door, I was not going to let that little formality stand between me and a clean get away.
“Goodbye,” I said to Mandy’s father as I shook his hand, “Happy New Year.”
“Don’t be such a stranger.” he replied as he gave my hand a firm hand shake with a bit of a twist to it. “I can see that my daughter has chosen well.”
His statement made me feel so much better. The tension of the last two days just seemed to melt away as I felt a bit of pride wash over me. “Thank you sir,” I responded as I released his hand.
“And you young man,” Mandy’s mother said as she stepped up to me and threw her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her level. “It was so nice to meet you,” she said before she pulled her face up next to mine and hugged me cheek to cheek. With her mouth right next to my ear she then dropped the bomb of all bombs. “You’ve got the biggest cock I have ever ridden,” she whispered into my ear just before she gave me a kiss on the cheek. “No wonder she lied to me.” She then let go of her grip on me and stepped back smiling.
Well……………shit.
Mandy looked at me in the faint light of the tunnel with an expression of longing and expectancy. I knew she was waiting to hear my next genius idea but also expecting me to save the day. At that particular point I would have been thrilled to be able to pull that rabbit out of my ass because I was fresh out of ideas. Then it hit me…magic. Most Hispanics are very superstitious and easily frightened when they encounter something that they have no explanation for. It might take the two of us to pull it off, but we could really scare the shit out of these guys and possibly get them to leave.
“Come with me,” I said to Mandy as I gave her hand a little tug and headed up the dark passage.
“What are we going to do,” Mandy asked as she scurried along behind me into the deeper darkness of the tunnel.
“We’re going to fix these guys but good,” I said as I led her into the one room that was almost completely empty before turning on my flashlight. “These guys are most likely superstitious as hell,” I said as I rummaged through my pack to find my knife. “So what we’re going to do is give them a visit from some spirits. Go and get one of those flasks and bring it in here.”
Mandy took the flashlight and scooted across the hall. It is amazing how much light just one single flashlight can make when you are in almost total darkness. I could see her clearly as she walked away from me, the outline of her slender but very toned legs made my mouth begin to water. ‘Not now David,’ I said to myself as I checked the sharpness of my blade. ‘Focus on the task at hand.’
My plan was absurd in its simplicity. A few shaves from a piece of wood from the opening of the tunnel and a piece of a leaf was all I was going to need. When Mandy came back with the light I quickly got to work. “Cut a strip out of this leaf about an inch wide and as long as you can make it,” I said to Mandy as I handed her the knife and the leaf.
“Where are you going,” she asked as I stood up and stepped over to the hallway.
“I need to get a piece of wood,” I said as I peered around the corner and looked back toward the little bit of light sneaking down through the pile of brush I had pushed over the hole. “Just do what I asked you to do,” I said before I slipped around the corner and approached the opening in the ceiling.
It was a good thing that I had left Mandy behind because the voices of our followers sounded like they were right around the hole above my head. I couldn’t tell what they were saying because they all sounded drunk but they were definitely right there. I was lucky to find a good sized stick lying out in the open on the floor right next to the pile of rocks. It would definitely do the trick for what I needed. As I reached down to pick it up I caught a glimpse of movement up near the hole. I quickly turned and was surprised to see the profile of one of the men standing out on the ground above us through a little hole in the leaves and branches. He looked to be in his late 20s or early 30s with a good two or three day growth on his beard. He was laughing and talking back to his buddies when I saw him do the unexpected. With a reach of his hand he suddenly hoisted the flask Mandy had left behind in our bungalow and took a drink from it.
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