In the night

Night fell on the cabin, and everybody trickled up to bed.

Gavin was the first to go to sleep, as he was pretty tired after the several rounds of fucking he’s done today.

He was followed not long after by Monica.

Then Taylor, then Zack and Heather, and then Hannah.

It was just past midnight when Gavin was woken up.

When he sleepily opened his eyes, he met a pair of electric blue eyes.

Heather was sitting on his hips, as naked as the day she was born. Gavin openly ogled the hot cheerleader’s large breasts.

“What are you doing here?” Gavin whispered, suddenly starkly aware that Zack was sleeping in the bed across the room.

Gavin leaned around Heather to see Zack on his side, sleeping peacefully.

Heather’s full lips curved into a smile.

“You’re not really going to complain about getting to fuck me, are you?” Heather teased in a low whisper.

“Good point.” Gavin said, and sat up, pulling Heather’s naked body to him. The secret lovers kissed, Heather’s large bare tits squashing against Gavin’s clothed chest.

“You’re so hard for me.” Heather observed, as Gavin’s cock was pitching a massive tent in his pajama shorts.

“You always made me hard.” Gavin confessed, “Well before this trip.”

“I’m flattered.” Heather giggled, and Gavin pulled off his shirt. He had always been a little self-conscious about how skinny he was, but Heather never seemed bothered by it.

In fact, Gavin suspected part of why she was so into him (aside from the obvious kink of fucking her boyfriend’s best friend) was that he was different from her usual brand of boyfriend. He wasn’t muscular, he wasn’t stupid, or a jock, but he was good at sex, and maybe that’s all Heather Ravers really cared about, at the end of the day.

With Heather’s eager electric blue eyes watching, Gavin quickly stripped down to the nude, and Heather’s full lips smiled sexily at Gavin’s rapidly hardening cock.

“I’ve missed you.” Heather greeted Gavin’s cock, giving it a sloppy kiss on the tip.

“He was inside you just a few hours ago.” Gavin grunted.

“And I missed him.” Heather told Gavin seriously, and then she really started licking and kissing and teasing Gavin’s big cock.

Gavin kept glancing over at Zack’s sleeping form, rather disappointed in himself for how much more amazing this made the experience with Heather. The chance of being caught was very, very real, especially because Gavin and Heather were not silent fuckers.

“He missed you, too.” Gavin groaned.

Heather gave Gavin a wide grin and then she grabbed her big tits and mashed them up against Gavin’s dick, and Gavin grabbed fistfuls of the bedsheets as he got his first ever titjob.

Heather’s large breasts felt heavenly rubbing up on Gavin’s cock, and the sexy mischief in her electric blue eyes didn’t help matters.

Gavin’s eruption was fast approaching, as he’d done plenty of cumming today. It was a marvel he could even still get it up.

“Heather… I’m gonna cum.” Gavin grunted.

“Do it. Cover me in your cum.” Heather whispered, stroking Gavin’s thighs as she kept bouncing her large bosoms up and down Gavin’s shaft.

Gavin grabbed his pillow and pressed it over his mouth as he experienced a powerful explosion, seed rocketing up to paint Heather’s face, but it streamed down her tits and to her smooth stomach.

Heather Ravers covered in his cum was the sexiest thing Gavin had seen all day.

“Want to see something naughty?” Heather asked coyly.

“What?” Gavin asked.

Heather got out of bed, Gavin’s seed still all over her. She walked over to Zack’s bed, removed Zack’s cock from his pants and then crawled into bed with him.

In the moonlight, Gavin could see Heather wink.

She was insane.

———

Hannah Woodsen snuck out of the bedroom she shared with Taylor, and down the hall towards the bedroom Zack and Gavin shared.

To her surprise, when she opened the door, she found a naked Heather Ravers curled up in bed beside Zack, coated in cum.

Zack’s half-hard cock was removed from his pajama bottoms, and Hannah took a long moment to admire Zack’s tool.

She’d actually come here to rub Zack off and get some of his seed, but if Heather was already covered in it, that made her job a lot easier. Hannah reached for Heather’s breast, and gently put some of it into a little glass container she had stolen from the kitchen earlier in the night.

Her prize in hand, Hannah made her way next to Monica Bishop’s room, and found the sexy older woman asleep in the nude.

God, she was so, so sexy. Hannah walked forwards, ogling Monica’s ample, generous bust and those voluptuous womanly curves.

Hannah placed the container over Monica’s lips, and poured it out onto the older woman’s mouth.

Monica woke up abruptly, and she gazed at Hannah in complete astonishment.

“What…” Monica asked, licking her lips experimentally. She gave an almost involuntary groan of delight.

“That’s your baby boy’s cum you’re tasting.” Hannah revealed, and Monica spluttered.

“Delicious, isn’t he?” Hannah grinned, and gave Monica sloppy kiss, getting plenty of Zack’s cum in her mouth, too.

“I can’t believe you made me taste my own son’s cum! How did you even get it?” Monica asked, but immediately regretted the question.

“Oh, I scooped it off of Heather’s boobs.” Hannah replied nonchalantly, and Monica gaped.

“I thought you were ‘oh so wild’, Mrs. B. But you sure seem scandalized.” Hannah teased.

“There’s being wild, Hannah, and then there’s consuming your own son’s cum!” Monica exclaimed.

“Hey, if I had a brother or a son, you better believe I’d be blowing their minds.” Hannah said saucily, “Don’t tell me that you’ve never caught Zack perving you, and just wanted to fuck him senseless.”

Monica stared at Hannah, but the triumphant blond detected no protest.

“Maybe you should fuck him tomorrow. Let him have a taste of your forbidden fruit.” Hannah suggested.

“I… I don’t know.” Monica said, uncertain. She was not one to shy from sex, but ****?

Hannah grabbed Monica’s big tits in her hand and kissed the buxom brunette heatedly.

“I think it would be very, very hot.” Hannah whispered, and Monica gave a nod.

“I think you’re right. Maybe we should do it together.” Monica suggested.

“Oh, I don’t want to deprive you and your stud of your special moment. But I’ll be watching.” Hannah whispered, and then she was gone.