Dylan had been still a few moments, checking to see if they’d been heard or seen, assessing the people nearby to watch for eavesdroppers. Everyone appeared to be sound asleep.
He ran his hand down over her bare hip and thigh, astounded at just how the curves of her body was so perfectly designed to illicit strong feelings of desire in him. She was so very naked, other than her top, and it did seem a touch inappropriate now that he still had all his clothes firmly in place.
He unfastened the buckle on his belt, and popped the button on his fly, but then Noelle suddenly disappeared – slipping down into the sleeping bag and the extension formed by their blankets.
Dylan was feeling rather slow after the intensity of his experience going down on a goddess like Noelle, and he didn’t quite know what she was doing until he suddenly felt her hands slipping into the waistband of his pants, to haul them down over his hips and down his legs – then off completely.
“Wha – ” he said, before stifling himself, remembering to keep quiet.
He felt her hands slide up his thighs and then she was touching him through his boxer shorts, feeling him out, checking the goods.
Now it was his turn to lift the hem of the sleeping bag to see what she was doing down there. Strange to see such a pretty girl lying between his thighs, her face so close to his crotch, and she was smiling as though it was her birthday. Did she like what she saw down there?
Then he had to be careful not to give the game away as she suddenly pressed her mouth to his stiff manhood – the heat so intense, even through the cotton barrier of his underwear.
He was just beginning to get used to her being down there when she took him by surprise yet again by pulling his underwear down as well – leaving him completely exposed and a little vulnerable.
Her hands closed around the base of his shaft, and before he had a chance to look down again and see what she was doing, how she was responding to the appearance of his unconcealed erection – he felt his sensitive staff enveloped by her soft, wet, hot mouth.
Feeling her tongue swirling around his pulsing cock, he couldn’t keep a low groan from escaping his mouth, sealing his lips too late for the sound to slip out. He paused – and Noelle paused – but there didn’t seem to be any obvious signs that they’d disturbed anyone.
Noelle lifted up the covering now, so that he caught the incredibly sexy but somehow surreal sight of the beautiful brunette lying over him, his hardness dimly clasped in her hands, poised to suck him into her mouth again. She looked up at him, smiling, but giving him a brief shuffle of the eyebrows to warn him against future noise.
He nodded a promise to her, but for some reason it wasn’t enough for her. She flashed him an impish grin, and her hand shot up to cover his mouth with a palmful of soft pink cotton. Dylan breathed in, and shuddered as he inhaled the strong, spicy scent of her arousal from her damp underwear.
With her lips stretching around his full girth, gliding down to sink as far as she could down his shaft, her wet panties were an effective gag for him, as it turned out – the irresistible aroma of her sex incentive enough to keep them clamped firmly over his mouth and nose, controlling his noise as she sucked on his cock.