Day 3 - As Adella's Wingman

You wake up holding Duni. She is squeezed up against you asleep with her face in your boobs. Adella is on the other side of her. Your hand rests on her hip, and you gently caress her body. Your rock hard morning wood is already pressed against her body, and remembering last night only makes you harder.

Your phone's alarm goes off, and Duni and Adella both wake up. Duni looks surprised to find herself in a hotel bed before dawn with you two, but then she smiles, and Adella gets cozy with her from behind. You kiss Duni hesitantly, but she's into it. And Adella is fondling her breast and rubbing her body against the Kenyan girl.

"What time is it?" Duni asks. You get your phone from the table beside the bed and check.

"Oh shit," Duni says.

She is right. You have to get back in a hurry. Adella looks annoyed. Her morning erection is even bigger and more urgent than yours... but there is no time to fool around. You get dressed and rush out of the hotel to get an uber back to camp.

Not even twenty minutes later, you are all outside. The day is already hot! You have to run a relay with a massage as a prize, but you thought you all got free massages at the spa sometimes anyway...

Adella comes over to partner with you. You are both fast, but there are two runners at the camp that are faster: Beth and Duni, and they have partnered up...

Duni smiles at you two as if to say thanks for last night, but sorry I have to beat you.

"We can win," Adella says confidently.

The race starts, and it's so hot and muggy that even a short run is difficult, but you try your hardest. So does Adella, and to your amazement, you win.

Beth and Duni come in second, and Duni seems surprised. Did you and Adella give her such a good night that she can't even run? You feel great.

Tired and sore from the run, you and Adella go to yoga with the others. There is some lingering frustration from earlier, and the other girls are sexy doing yoga, but you need to recover from the run before you can get distracted. After yoga you eat a well-deserved breakfast with Adella and Riona. Adella tells Riona all about last night with all the details, even the personal ones about you, like how your toes curl when you orgasm.

Riona seems to like it.

After breakfast the other girls go to the lecture, but you and Adella get to go to the spa for your massage. You worry about your secret, but Adella is not worried, so it must be OK.

You take off your clothes and go into a room with two tables, lying face down. It makes you nervous to be naked like this, but Adella is confident.

The spa girl, Amy, comes in. She is thin and pretty, with dyed black hair and some piercings. You like her goth look, and she wears gray scrubs today.

"Good morning, guys," she says to you, covering you and Adella with towels. She rubs oil into your backs, switching between you as she rubs your shoulders and jabs her elbow into your back. It hurts, but feels good. You relax until she uncovers your butt to do that part and your legs. Now it's a turn-on, and you get painfully hard, pressed against the table. You tough it out and peek at her when she switches to Adella. It's awesome to see her pale hands working Adella's tanned, powerful, sexy body.

She finishes.

"OK, let's turn over," she says.

"What?" you ask, but Adella is doing it. She turns over, and her huge erection pops up obviously. So that's what she had in mind...

You turn over too.

"You're shitting me," Amy says, looking at the two of you.

Adella smirks at her.

Amy rolls her eyes. "Horny dumbasses. Fine."

She pushes you both down on your backs and lubes up her hands.

"Whoever lasts longer can cop a feel," she says, and grabs your cock in her right hand and Adella's in her left.

"Ah!" you say, surprised by how incredible her fingers are. Your knees bump together and your hips come off the table. "Oh God."

Adella lies there, smirking as Amy's hand runs up and down her cock. You can't pay attention to them... it feels too good. You bite your lip and grab the sides of the table with your hands, arching your back when she squeezes your shaft.

It's not fair! She must be better with her right hand than her left...

You are whimpering as she jerks you with her slick, lubed up hand.

"We have a winner," she says, taking her hand off Adella. You haven't cum yet, but she knows you won't win. Amy uses both hands on your cock, twisting and stroking. It's so intense that you desperately pump your hips like you want to fuck her hands.

Your body locks up and you cry out as your semen shoots high into the air, then falls on your chest and face. You stay like that for a moment before you fall back on the table, gasping.

Amy puts more lube on her hand, then goes to Adella's table and leans over, stroking her in a leisurely way. Adella roughly grabs Amy's ass through her scrubs and squeezes hard enough to make the masseuse let out a squeak and reflexively tense her buttocks. Adella fondles her aggressively, but Amy is deliberate with her handjob.

Adella must like what she feels, because soon she starts to breathe hard and lies back, but she keeps eye contact with Amy, not blinking.

Amy never speeds up her stroking. She pumps slow and steady until Adella's muscles go hard and she grunts. Thick cream spills out onto her abs, and Amy squeezes her thick cock, milking more of it out.

Adella finally lets out a sigh. That's a lot of cum on her tummy... How did she have all that left after last night? She is amazing... and Amy is really good at this.

Amy throws towels on both of you and tells you time's up.