Remebering good old times.
I was 19 when my former boyfriend and I decided to spend our vacation at the sea. We had rented a tent right in the middle of a big camping-site. We had fun listening to the noises of the night, which revealed that our neighbor's had fun touching each other's bodies... or even exchanging body liquids.
We hadn't done anything but kissing and touching above waistline, and to be honest...I felt a little shy being touched the way I would have to moan...especially in this setting. He knew about it and to make me feel relaxed about sexual stimulations he asked me questions about my masturbation experiences. After hemming and hawing I told him about some magazine I had read when I was younger. They had taught me how to stimulate my clit. He listend carefully and enjoyed talking with me about it.
One evening, after a long bike ride, we had lost our way several times, we finally reached our tent. I was stressed out and crawling inside the comfy tent was just what I needed to fall asleep right away. I was so tired I couldn't even change into my pajamas and so he helped me change, which I really appreciated.
I was about to doze off when he 'accidently' touched my nipples, rubbing them several times. My vagina started stirring and I was awake all of a sudden. I wanted more, more of his hands. So I pressed my body close to his, enjoying his excited breath in my face.
I felt his strong erected penis poking me. It was a little wet. Then he asked me quietly, if he could touch me a little further down. I moaned 'Yes' and opened my legs. He softly slid down until he reached my vagina. Then he slowly began stroking my clit, licking his fingers a couple of times to make his stroking smoother. My moaning became louder and his finger got faster. I tried to control my voice, but I couldn't. It just felt so great... oh, what a relief when he penetrated with his fingers...
Then his fingers dipped in and out of the juicy liquid of my pussy. Meanwhile he would continue teasing my nipples with his other hand. His rhythmical massaging fingers and my moaning reached the peak of it all and I finally started shaking within the orgasmic strokes flowing through my whole body.
Exhausted I hugged him and started laughing wondering who of the campers had listened to our 'noises'...