My girlfriend and I arrived at a bohemian traveller’s hostel just as everyone was starting to get into the rhythm of the night. We had both been hiking to get to the beachside hostel surrounded by dense jungle for 3 days, allowing a layer of dirt and sweat to settle into our skin and clothes that we desperately needed to cleanse ourselves of. Rushing to drop our bags off in the upstairs dorm room we hurried to the outdoor showers that skirt the common area of the hostel to rinse off the days of heat and hard slog through the jungle.
It seemed that we had arrived at exactly the right time as a crowd of young, tanned, healthy-looking travellers from every corner of the globe had flocked to the common area for sunset. A tan guy with wild hair had started pouring ice-cold mojitos into whatever vessel he could find in the unruly kitchen while two girls were doing shots of the mixture off each other’s body and giggling uncontrollably at themselves. A few girls stealing furtive glances at me under the cold shower as I washed away the dirt from my face and muscular body revealing that I was not a swamp monster at all and actually quite a good looking bloke in a rough sort of way. A tall dark and handsome type with 3 days of stubble and deep green/grey eyes that held the gaze of the brazen girl still looking at me before she shyly looked away.
A feeling of being human again came over me as I ran my large hands through my thick brown hair to comb out the bits of bush that hadn’t been dissolved away by the crisp, cold water. Looking around the place curiously I saw her at the centre of the growing party of excited, dancing, half-clothed travellers. Standing out like a paintbrush stroke on a sketch, wearing nothing but a short, light summer dress in the heat of the setting sun so that anyone with eyes could appreciate the extent of her curves and the natural beauty of her body in the tight dress. Smooth, tanned legs stretching out from under the hem of her very short dress that only just covered her ass from view, hinting that she wasn’t actually wearing anything underneath. The delicate fabric stretched tight around her ass and hips, leaving just enough to the imagination that I still felt a shocking need to tear the flimsy amount of fabric from her body. Her breasts overfilling her tiny little dress like they were fruit bursting with ripeness. My eyes moved up her tanned legs, her hips, her cleavage to find her eyes staring straight back at me, there was no mistaking what I had been taking my sweet time to stare at but I had no intention of hiding it now that she had caught me. Holding her gaze for many heartbeats longer than I should have with my girlfriend towelling off right next to me. Unable to help my attention being drawn to this alluring goddess.
We got changed and the night went on, the dark settled in, we moved on to pulsating music and feverish dancing and I became increasingly aware of my insatiable need for the gorgeous girl in the sundress I had seen earlier. Trying to keep my searching looks secret from my girlfriend but my need to see her rapidly growing greater. And whenever my looks found her in the hive of people, it seemed as if she found me too. Her bright, piercing eyes staring straight back at me, my heart beating hard with excitement every time I felt her eyes undressing me, needing me the way I needed her. Imagining lifting her off her feet just to tear her dress off her gorgeous silhouetted figure in a dark corner of the night, pushing her up against a wall to feel that smooth soft body pressed hard against mine. Withdrawing from the daydream as I felt my girlfriends jealous eyes staring at me suspiciously, following my gaze that followed the girl in the sundress. My inability to take my eyes from her shattering my girlfriend’s illusion that I had eyes just for her, storming off back to the dorm room seething with jealousy.
Using the last of my control and common sense I followed my girlfriend back to the room to make sure she got back safe and was calm. I soothed her emotions in low whispers as people started trickling back from the party. Our whispers slowly dissolved away into making out surprising us both. My head still overcome with thrill and need after seeing the girl in the summer dress, the sight of her alone fuelling my sexual cravings. Any feelings of guilt being taken over by pure primal need for her.
As my girlfriend’s hand slid into my pants and started stroking my cock we noticed the travellers around us in their own beds starting to watch us through the sheer veil of their mosquito nets. Young, attractive travellers moved to the bed opposite us to get the best view as they watched my girlfriends hand stumble around in my pants. Giggles, whispers and even a low moan came from the bed barely a meter away from us as my girlfriend wrapped her hand around my cock and started stroking me. Her haphazard fumbling attempt at getting me hard didn’t go unnoticed as a sweet, enticing voice came from the bed opposite us. “Do you want me to try?” the girl in the summer dress asked me directly, her eyes locked on mine as she reached under the mosquito net to slide her hand slowly into my pants. My cock growing harder almost instantly, the rough jean material of my pants bulging full with excitement now. My girlfriend almost paralysed with shock as the girls warm, soft hand, barely able to wrap all the way around my cock, started slowly stroking me under my jeans, feeling indescribably good, getting me harder than I have ever been before. Feeling like I am in a dream as the girl continues to stroke me from the other bed through the blurred veil, not minding or maybe even revelling in the attention of the hungry onlookers. My girlfriend slowly backing off as the girl slips off the other bed and under the veil. I can’t help myself but pull the girl on top of me, her legs spreading out around my hips as her tight summer dress lifts higher and higher up her thighs. Stretching and eventually ripping up the side as her thick, round ass pushes the tight dress beyond its limits. Her thigh squishing against me as she slowly grinds on me, my hands gripping her tiny waist as she moves her body in a way I can barely handle. My jeans stretching and bulging now as she drives me into an almost uncontrollable state of need continuing to grind on me. All thoughts and concerns for my girlfriend leave my head as my fingers entwine through the girl’s long hair, gripping it in my rough hands and pulling her urgently into me, kissing her hard and so passionately she couldn’t have stopped me if she tried…
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