It was pitch dark, save for some mercy light from the waning moon. The sky was a black canvas littered with twinkling stars, silhouettes of trees formed the borders. Mating calls from the jungle made for the background score that night. Six of them were lying flat on the rocks, still warm from the day's sun, staring at the sky – each lost in their thoughts, recovering from the nine hour trek. S sat up to light a joint. H, who was lying next to him, sat up too – motioning for a drag. The cool tips of her fingers brushed against his each time they quietly exchanged the joint between them, sending a tingling sensation down his spine. He would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about her when she set up her sleeping mattress next to him. The crackling orange end of the stick left a faint glow on her face every time she inhaled. Once the joint was through, she lay back on her mattress, and he returned to his. A few moments had passed when he felt her hand reaching out for his. She turned on her side to face him. Her hand now gingerly tracing the length of his arm. He couldn't tell whether it was the weed or the surprise of her touch that heightened his sensations. He turned towards her, placing her faint face as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Her hand was now tracing his neck, moving towards his face, then his lips. He put his hand on the curve of her waist, moving upwards. She came closer. He pulled his mattress to hers, trying to be as discreet as possible. She reached up and lightly touched his lips with hers. He could feel the tension building. He slipped his hand under her t-shirt, feeling the warmth of her skin. He moved upwards and was pleasantly surprised to find her bra missing. He felt the curve of her firm breast before letting his finger find her erect nipple. He fought the strong urge to bend over and bite it. She suddenly sat up. "I'm thirsty," she said and reached for the empty bottle, getting up to go towards the pond a few feet away from them. He watched her, as she walked using the light from her phone to guide her. Unexpectedly she changed tracks and started walking away from the pond, soon disappearing into the darkness. He wondered whether he should follow, and before his mind could come to a decision, he found himself getting up. He had walked a short distance when he saw her phone light, and found her leaning against a rock, He was about to say something when she pulled him towards her and started kissing him. He held her by her waist and she had her hands in his hair, pressing him closer to her. He could feel her breasts against his chest. She kissed him on the side of his neck and slipped her hands under his t-shirt, pulling it over his head. He followed suit, cupping her breasts in his hands and sucking her nipple. She let out a slight moan in his ear that only worked as further encouragement for him. He moved lower, kissing her stomach, then her navel. He ran his fingers on her skin along the waistband of her track pants. He pulled them down along with her knickers. She spread her legs a little wider as if inviting him in. He touched her with two fingers and felt the humid heat that had been building. He slowly slid his fingers in her, they smoothly entered her and he felt her tight wetness. He massaged her clitoris with his thumb and she let out a deep moan, throwing her head back. He kissed and licked her long neck while moving his now dripping wet fingers in and out of her. He let her lie on the rock and went down on his knees. He held her by her calves and let his tongue explore her inner thighs. She trembled as he worked his way inwards. Her moans grew deeper and frequent as he licked her damp entrance, starting with the folds and letting his tongue go deeper. She spread her legs wide, gently pushing his head towards her. Clutching her hips, he licked and sucked the wetness out of her. He teased her by licking her clit when she suddenly pulled him up and pushed him against the rock. She went down on her knees and pulled his track pants. His erection now staring her in the face. She held it firmly, looked up at him and smiled and soon after took him entirely in her mouth. Her soft lips encircled his hardness. She pulled it out, kissed the head, sucked it lightly and took it entirely back in. Now taking it in and out of her mouth in swift movements. He could feel the back of her throat with each thrust. He had an erection while already erect, if that was possible, as she sucked his member like it was her favourite lollipop that she'd been deprived of. He could feel the urgency to cum inside her. He pulled her up and switched sides, her bare back up against the rock. He guided his hardness towards her and she trembled as it touched her. As if she couldn't resist anymore, she held him with her left hand and helped him enter her. He glided in smoothly, feeling her tightness envelope him. Her nails dug into his back as he held on to her ass, both pushing into each other. He squeezed and sucked her supple breasts. She sighed breathless moans, egging him on to go deeper still. He thrust in and out of her as the liquid continued to ooze out of her. She gasped a final moan and dropped her head on his shoulder. He put both his palms on the rock behind her to support himself and went at her with renewed force, feeling the rush coming closer. And then in a burst of energy, he released himself in her. Breathless and sweating, he lay on her. Feeling the double pulsing beats between them. She held his head, smiled and kissed him lightly. "My thirst is quenched."
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