Go back to the cabin with Ingrid

It's hard to look away from the beautiful older blonde making out with the smooth, fit Egyptian girl.

You take Ingrid's hand and lead her away. It is an awkward walk back. You are both quiet.

You go inside to find that Viti has not moved from her bunk. Now she's texting.

You get a drink of water.

Ingrid sits down on her bunk.

You go to your own bunk and lie down. Just seeing Angela in a towel would be a tease for you. Seeing those two kiss was hot.

You start getting hard and roll on your side, trying to think about other things. What about the other girls? Out there dancing together, all sweaty and wearing tight dresses. That turns you on too.

You roll over again and look at Ingrid. She sits on her bed fidgeting.

This poor girl. She saw her coach doing something shocking. It turns her on and stresses her out. She needs to get off and is afraid to go to sleep. You feel bad for her.

You climb down from your bed and go sit beside her. Viti will see you whispering, but she will mind her own business.

Ingrid must be thinking to herself that she is fucked. She is too afraid to go to sleep. It is still early, but she will just get more stressed as she sits here thinking about what she saw.

"That was weird," you whisper.

She nods.

"Your coach is pretty," you say.

Ingrid smiles bitterly.

"OK, look. You need to get off."

She knows, and she does not like it.

"Just do it. Get it out of your system. Then I'll put the hair ties on your hands and you can sleep."

Ingrid thinks about it. She looks at you and you know what she is asking.

"I can stand watch. Just do it in the shower," you whisper.

She takes a minute to make up her mind, then she gets up. You didn't mean right now. She must have a more urgent need than you thought.

You follow her to the bathroom. She turns on the hot water in the shower and takes off her clothes. She is shy about her condition, but she is not shy about her body. She does not mind being naked in front of you. You watch her fold her t-shirt and put it down, then do the same with her shorts and panties, all while totally nude.

She gets in the shower and pulls the curtain.

You fold your arms to stand guard like there is not a big tent in your shorts. You last a minute before you take off your clothes and join her.

Ingrid freezes as you come into the shower and shut the curtain. She has two fingers on her clit, her legs squeezed together, and her breast in her hand. She sucking on her own nipple. Her boobs are big enough that she can do that.

"Look at this. I have problems too." You point at your erection, which is painfully hard.

"What?" She looks confused.

"I have to get off too! Your coach is hot, and you are beautiful and naked. I'm hard." The explanation should not be necessary. "I can't sleep like this either."

"Oh," she says.

Her eyes are on your cock. You lift it up so she can see you have lady parts. It's not something anyone sees every day. You can't blame her for being surprised.

Ingrid is more interested in your cock. She stares at it and has forgotten what she was doing.

You wrap your fingers around it and stroke.

Ingrid's hands move without her knowing. You watch her squeeze her boob and rub a slow circle on her clit under the steamy water.

Her nipples are an inch long.

If she is going to be relaxed until morning she will need a big orgasm. You can see the tension in her body.

"Do you want me to help you?" you ask.

Ingrid looks uncertain.

"Do you?" You won't touch her if she doesn't want you to.

"How?" she asks with her cute accent. She knows how, she's just too embarrassed to ask.

You stop jerking and move across the stall to her. She is so nervous as she looks up at you.

You remove her hand from between her legs and replace it with yours. You always focus on your cock, but you do have a pussy. You know how to make it fee good.

She gasps when you touch her and stiffens up. Her back is against the wall of the shower, and you get closer, gently stroking her slit.

She blushes hotter and takes deep breaths.

You find her swollen clit with your thumb and brush it lightly. She shudders and your erection is between you, pressed up against her slick belly.

You stroke her whole mound, enjoying her thick, curly pubic hair before pushing two fingers inside.

She cries out and grabs onto you for support.

You rub her deep inside while your thumb keeps her clit hot.

Your wet bodies are pressed together and you push your hips to rub your hard shaft against her front while you work her pussy.

Her moans fill the stall.

Her walls try to crush your fingers when she comes, biting your shoulder. Your cock spurts on her stomach and hip, and you cling to each other to stay on your feet as you shake and twitch through your orgasms.

When it's over you let the water rinse you off before drying and exhaustedly going to your beds.

Ingrid doesn't say a word, but she seems relaxed.

[ Day Two End ]