Sandy is tempted

“I heard you scream,” Axel moaned out as she led him into his cabin, supporting him by tucking her neck in under his right arm.

“It was nothing,” Sandy hastily stated, her heart skipping a beat as she realized that of course he would have heard her, what with all the noise that she’d been making she must have scared up all the wildlife within hearing distance of their boat.

The orgasm which had ended Sandy’s spirited masturbation had been perhaps the most intense ever in her life, particularly at her own hand, and as she felt the warmth of Axel’s body against her own she wasn’t so sure that it was a good thing that he hadn’t walked in on her whilst she had been playing with her pussy. The fact that Axel had been wearing only his sneakers and a pair of cut-off khaki shorts while working wasn’t doing things any easier for Sandy, who couldn’t bring herself to admit that she was quite taken with his lean, muscular build.

As for Axel, the weird dream and the feel of Sandy’s left breast pressing against his ribs had worked together to have his cock as hard as a rock again, and he was extremely conscious of this as they came down the stairs. He tried to hide this by shifting his weight to his left so that that leg would trail behind and his right leg would be pushed forwards to conceal his erection.

Naturally, this only caused Sandy to look down to try and find out why he was walking in such a funny motion, and the busty blonde barely managed to stifle the groan which seeing the tent in his shorts brought about.

“What?” Axel asked as he thought that Sandy said something.

“Nothing,” Sandy blurted out, feeling her cheeks blush, “it’s just that you’re so… big.”

“Fuck,” Sandy thought to herself at the realisation that by now her nipples were so hard and her pussy so wet that Axel couldn’t avoid seeing her cameltoe and the two nubs poking against the flimsy fabric of her bikini-top.

“Hold on,” Sandy ordered Axel, who she had know placed upon his bunk, although his legs were sticking out of it, “I’ll get your shoes off”.

Axel was going to mention the fact that he was feeling much better already, to the point where he doubted that he needed to recuperate at all, but then the sight of Sandy kneeling between his legs shut him.

“I’m acting like a horny schoolgirl!” Sandy chastised herself as she fidgeted with the shoelaces, not understanding that the creature’s pheromones were partly responsible for the way in which she now sucked air into her nose in the hope that she would get to smell Axel’s arousal.

Much like Sandy had suspected, Axel had had little problem in noticing the erect state of her nipples and the damp state of her bikini. This, combined with the knowledge that her head was now only inches away from the head of his cock was enough to make Axel’s member twitch.

Sandy noticed this, it was hard not to, and bit her lip again as her urge to pull open Axel’s shorts and see what it was that he was hiding in there grew stronger still.