Breakfast was awkward. Alison and Martina were giggling and whispering across the table from me, and I was pretending to be nonchalant. Their parents must have been wondering what the hell was going on last night and why we were acting so weird.
This is where it hit me that I fucked up. They’ll blab. They’ll tell their friends. Their friends will tell everyone. Teachers will find out. Parents will be notified. Police will be called. 2 counts of rape. 5 Years in jail. Will I end up on that fucking Registry too? I should have kept my fingers to myself in that hot tub last night.
“Hey! Are you coming with us? We’re leaving” Allie has awoken me from my daymare.
“You can come sit in the back with us” said Martina, as I got into the 3rd row of the minivan and sat between the girls. Alison’s parents and few other relatives piled into the car after me.
The 2 hour drive seemingly lasted twice as long. Both of them kept putting their hands all over my legs and lap the whole way. Leaning over me and whispering things to each other. Martina was playing violent version of footsie with me, while Allison kept holding on to my arm and hand, periodically massaging my fingers, and putting my hand on her upper thigh.
Alison’s dad was behind the wheel, so he had a good view in the rearview mirror of me sweating bullets. His eyes conveyed a mixture of concern and confusion as he observed the bizarre shenanigans that were going on the back seat.
We’ve finally arrived at the national park. As the larger group was picking a trail to hike, Alison demanded that Martina and her go on a separate trail from the rest of the group… oh and I should go with them… “just to be safe”.
We must have been a strange trio of hikers. A man in his early 30s and a couple of young girls. Too old to be his daughters. Too young to be his sisters. Elderly hikers we’ve met were intently studying my face, I only assume to give a good description to the police later on. And what would I tell the officers if they asked me how I know these two? Friends? Nobody’s stupid enough to buy that.
My fantasies of spending the rest of my life in prison were interrupted by Martina: “The woods make me pretty horny” – that was the first thing Martina actually said to me that day. Alison snorted with laughter.
20 minutes into the hike, we got to the fork in the trail, I suggested a more scenic route, but Allison proposed a 3rd option: “Let’s walk over there real quick”. They lead the way, and we walked about dozen yards off the trail when finally Martina stopped turned around, and put her arms around me. She kissed my neck, pushed me backward, and finally pinned me against a tree.
“Uhh there might be poison ivy” I said awkwardly, trying to distract myself.
“Oh You’ll be fine” said Martina. Alison walked up behind Martina and started undoing her jeans while Martina kept trying to make out with me.
I was overcome with lust and also frozen in terror. We were basically out in the open, and I was not in control of what was going on. What if someone sees us from the trail? – I wondered for half a second before I saw that Alison pulled down Martina’s jeans along with her black thong and proceeded to play with her ass by slapping it lightly and giggling.
Martina moved back a bit and bent over as she pulled my pants down and immediately took my already hard dick into her mouth; Meanwhile Alison was standing behind Martina and was now both playing with Martina’s pussy and also serving as a lookout.
Martina was a lot better than a girl her age should be. She was taking her time, working slowly, steadily, and purposefully being as loud as possible. Occasionally taking it out of her mouth and sloppily licking the whole thing in one smooth motion from the bottom of my balls to the very tip. Undoubtedly the girl was enjoying what she was doing. I kept moving her hair to the side to catch her occasional glances up at me. She would stop sporadically to let out a genuine moan of pleasure, seemingly to let Allie know that she was doing a good job back there as well.
The whole thing probably took less than 4 minutes. I warned Martina that “I’m gonna come”. She probably did not hear me, but she did look up with a coy smile and continued to do what she was doing. I should have repeated my warning, but I couldn’t hold on anymore and just unloaded into her mouth.
Surprised by the initial shot, Martina pulled back, and the second shot landed on her lips and chin, seemingly starteld once again she withdrew completely, and stepped to the side as my next 2 shots landed on the ground in front of me.
While Martina was dealing with sticky situation around her mouth; Alison was closely observing the remainder of the fireworks and then just stared at the semen dripping out of my now half erect cock with inquisitive look.I broke her trance by putting my dick away. She then looked up at me and caustically exclaimed “Nice Job Guys!”. Martina burst out laughing as she pulled her pants up.
We started walking again. “So?” asked Allison, apparently continuing a conversation they had earlier that morning. “He’s smaller than Josh” answered Martina casually before realizing her mistake, looking back at me and quickly adding “but you finish quicker..so.. I…uhh”.
“Ok, you can shut up now” I cut her off. Allie snorted and attempted to conceal her laughter.
We had 4 more miles to go.
The rest of the way they talked about clothes, shopping, drama at school and other girly nonsense. I’ve walked behind them quietly, averting my eyes from the passersby, and trying to come to terms with the fact that what just transpired was simultaneously most disgusting, most embarrassing, and most amazing moment of my miserable life.
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