Remarkably, I was still not quite there, and given Hannah’s state, I didn’t want to just keep pounding her, so I stopped my thrusting and sat back up on my knees, letting my cock slide out of her. To my left, Emily went back to work on Mei. They had both stopped to watch Hannah orgasm. I stroked my cock as I watched them. Judging by the sounds she was making, Mei was getting pretty close to the finish line.
After a bit, Hannah finally opened her eyes. “That was incredible, Jake; that’s the kind of shit that could turn a girl straight,” she said laughing. Then she paused, as it dawned on her that I was still hard and hadn’t come yet. “Oh my god, Jake, you’re a machine. I’m gonna make you come though.” And just like that, she was back on her knees in front of me, stroking my cock and kissing me. She whispered in my ear again, “you can do anything you want to me, Jake.”
I was unbelievably turned on, but had no idea what I wanted. I could barely think at all. Luckily, Hannah had an idea. She told me to stand. We were right in the center of the tent, so there was almost enough room. I’m about six feet tall, and the top of the tent was probably five and half feet at the very center, so with my neck craned and my stance wide, I was just able to make it. As soon as I was standing she took my cock into her mouth. For someone who had presumably never given a blowjob, she did pretty well. Sensing that slow and gentle wasn’t going to get me there, she went for hard and fast.
As she sucked my cock, Mei was watching, her back arched as she neared her own orgasm. A few seconds later, she breathed in sharply and screamed “oh god” as her hands gripped Emily’s head tightly. She too began shaking. When she stopped and released her grip on Emily, Emily sat up and wiped the wetness from her mouth, a look of accomplishment on her face.
Their attention then turned to us. Hannah had been sucking my cock pretty aggressively for a few minutes when she decided to try a different strategy. She let go of my cock and sat up straighter until my cock was resting on her chest. Then she squeezed her sweaty breasts together, sandwiching my cock between them. She smiled up at me and said, “I saw this once in a porno.” As she began moving up and down, my cock sliding between her enormous tits, I felt another pair of hands on me. Emilly had come around to my side and was hugging one of my legs, one of her hands caressing my ass. Soon after, I felt hands on my other leg and saw that Mei had cozied up to me as well.
At that point, I had six pairs of hands touching me and two enormous, pillowy breasts squeezing my cock. It was a sensory overload, and it finally pushed me over the edge. I groaned as my orgasm finally came and watched as my cum spurted out onto Hannah’s neck and breasts. She squealed in delight at her accomplishment and looked down at her cum-soaked breasts in fascination.
I don’t have a particularly clear memory of the immediate aftermath of our little orgy. I don’t know what time it was when we finally went to bed. I know we used the towels to clean up. I know we all went outside briefly to pee, choosing to go just outside the tent rather than venture any farther into the blackness. But at some point shortly thereafter, we turned off the lamp and lay down in the tent. It was still too hot to bother trying to put on clothes, and there wasn’t enough room for us all to have our own space, so we just sort of squeezed in together as best we could, naked body touching naked body.
A TRYST IN THE DARK
At some point later in the night I awoke. It was pitch black, so black that I couldn’t see my own hand in front of my face, and I was disoriented. I felt bodies pressing against me on both sides but could not tell who was who. I figured one of them was probably Emily but I couldn’t remember what arrangement we’d lain down in or even which direction the front flap of the tent was. What I did know was that I still had sex on my brain. I’d just been having an intensely sexual dream, which was not surprising given the night I’d had. But as a result, I once again had a very solid erection. And it was definitely pressing up against someone’s ass.
Not only that, but whoever it was was clearly aware of its presence and intentionally rubbing her ass up against it. I wasn’t sure if whoever it was even knew I was awake, so I just lay there, letting her do it. Given the dream I’d been having, I was already incredibly aroused.
After a couple of minutes of this slow tease, I couldn’t take it any more. I didn’t care who it was, I was going to fuck her. I reached down and grabbed my cock. Then I lined it up and slowly guided it inside her. I heard a muffled gasp and felt her ass pushing back against me until my cock was all the way inside. Slowly, quietly, not wanting to wake the others, I began moving my hips, sliding my cock up and down inside her wet pussy. From the moment I was inside, I knew it wasn’t Emily. It just felt different, tighter. As I pulled in closer, lining up my chest with her back and my face with the back of her neck, I realized it had to be Mei. Her short hair exposed her thin neck and as I felt her body with my right hand, I could tell that her hips and breasts were smaller than either Emily or Hannah.
She responded eagerly to my touching, sliding her hips into me quietly, breathing a little more heavily. After a while, I reached my hand around her and began to finger her clit. The whole thing was very unhurried from start to finish, very sensual. We kept our movements slow. We didn’t make any noise. It was a very private, very intimate encounter, somehow made all the more memorable by the all encompassing darkness and the silence. Eventually, I could tell by her breathing that she was about to climax. Right before she got there, she turned her head toward me for the first time. She whispered to me, ever so quietly, “come inside me.” Then I heard her gasp, ever so slightly, and felt her spasm on my cock. That was enough for me. My orgasm came over me suddenly, and I felt myself unload inside of her.
Then she turned her head toward me and gave me a deep, lingering kiss. Less than a minute later I was back asleep, as if it had all been a dream.
THE NEXT MORNING.
When I awoke again, there was daylight. The clouds had clearly moved on and the sun was back out. I noticed that Emily was awake and quietly fumbling around to find some clothes from her bag. She noticed that I’d opened my eyes and stopped to look at me. She smiled and shook her head, as if to say “can you even believe any of this happened?” I smiled back, thinking the same thing.
Shortly thereafter, I managed to find a pair of shorts and made my way outside the tent. It was a chaotic scene. Downed branches were everywhere, and all of our stuff was scattered about. After I gathered up what I could find, I walked down toward the river. To my surprise, I immediately located their tent. It had washed up against a downed tree, just 50 feet or so downriver from the bluff. I pulled it out of the water and was pleased to find two waterlogged backpacks within it. It took me a couple of trips, but I managed to carry everything back up to our tent. By then Hannah and Mei were awake and incredibly happy to see what I’d found. Disaster had been averted. They had their car keys and phones. Once they dried everything out, they’d also have some clothes to wear.
We all hiked together back to Whiskey Bend later that morning. It was a surprisingly pleasant and conversational hike, far less awkward than I would have imagined given everything that had happened the night before. We talked a lot about our daughter, who we were eager to get back to. They talked about their wedding plans and told us to expect invitations. When we got to the trailhead, we hugged goodbye, got in our separate cars and were soon on our way back to our normal lives.
That was four months ago and, other than receiving their wedding invitation and RSVPing, we haven’t had any contact with Hannah and Mei since then. And, to my surprise, Emily and I have spent very little time talking about what happened out on the Elwha that night. It’s amazing how quickly your normal routine takes over and conversations that should probably be had seem not to happen. But we’re heading back out to Seattle next weekend for their wedding, and neither of us knows what to expect. I guess we’ll just take it one day at a time.