Holiday at the Lake

The sweat ran down me in streams. bloody heat. shit situation. It all started so well: Yesterday afternoon we arrived, Jenny and I.

I have known this campsite on Lake Garda since I was a child and have spent many fantastic holidays here. Now we were here for the first time together. The drive had been long and tiring from Frankfurt, but spirits lifted when we finally arrived drenched in sweat and stood in the well-chilled reception area. "We're staying for 2 weeks and we'd like a secluded campsite for two," I said as a group of motorcyclists burst into the small cottage.

They joked around and seemed to have had a lot of fun while driving. Jenny examined them all, only briefly of course. They were between 28 and 30 years old and about 8 of them. I was happy when we got out there and we were assigned the campsite.

The tent was set up quickly and shortly afterwards we decided to go for a walk on the beach. There we met the other guys who set up camp relatively close to the lake. One called after Jenny something, which I unfortunately did not understand. My friend turned around, gave them a quick smile and said, "They're really nice, maybe we'll see them tonight." I explained that it was a good idea, but I was way too KO'd.

"It doesn't have to be today, but I'd like to do something with others." I agreed, even if that wasn't really my opinion. Not much happened that night. We ate dinner, smoked a cigarette and crawled into our sleeping bags at 10pm. "I love you, my darling, it will be a wonderful holiday," she said and kissed me tenderly on the mouth.

I fell asleep on the spot. I woke up briefly during the night. Jenny was NOT sleeping next to me, she was gone. Before I even realized it, she came crawling back into the tent armed with a flashlight. "Hey honey, you're supposed to be sleeping. I just went to the toilet for a moment. Have you been awake long?” she asked hesitantly. I shook my head briefly and immediately fell asleep again. She gently stroked my back until I was completely in the land of dreams.

The horror began the next morning: I woke up to the hellish noise in front of our tent. Many votes. Aggressive and demanding: "Come out immediately!" I could clearly understand. I unzipped it and peeked out with sleepy eyes, hoping I wasn't who they were trying to target.

Yesterday's "nice guys" were there, but they didn't look like them at all. One spotted me and pulled me out of the tent with extreme brutality. Jenny sensed something was wrong and crawled into the farthest corner of our tent. "What the shit?" asked the first.

Another threatened "Normally you should be under the ground by now!!!" I panicked. The 8 men stood around me like huge rocks and there was no way out. Even the weakest of them would have rammed me into the ground unsharpened. I couldn't resist as someone I couldn't see wrapped an arm around my neck, pretty much choking me off.

"Stupid idea with the remote place," I thought, because no sow could see us here. "Should your little one come up with the idea of screaming for help, time is up for you" I swallowed and sweated. It was pure cold sweat. Never before have I seen my life threatened.

I didn't hear a sound from Jenny, which was really good. "Look what we found here in front of your tent...do you think you can fool us or what????" The tallest of them held a thick knife and a piece of rubber right in front of my wide open eyes. Then he took the knife and put it right at my neck. One of the others came up to him and whispered something in his ear.

But the big one only said: "Wait", shortly afterwards "Your girlfriend should come out!" In the tent, Jenny started moving, quickly put something on and then crawled out of the tent, trembling. The big one nodded. "I'll be so kind as to assume your sweet friend had nothing to do with tonight's affair...I'll give you a proposition." The knife at my neck was gone and the grip loosened a little. The big one continued: "You're lucky enough to save yourself a few broken bones. Only – provided your girlfriend really loves you.

My friend Ben here had a really good idea. He likes your girlfriend and supposedly she even smiled at him yesterday. Coincidentally, Ben is also the owner of the motorbike whose tires you punctured last night." His voice remained calm... "He chose your sweet little friend as a small compensation." He pointed to Jenny.

"If you let her spend some time with him, we will be generous and leave you alone. But don't even think about doing anything against us…..we have your little one.” Jenny went with her head down and with great indecision to Ben, who immediately put his arm around her with a cool smile. That lousy pig. I wanted to tear myself away and pull Jenny out of his embrace.

But I achieved nothing. I was thrown into the tent with a violent jerk and with the friendly words: "Just shut up, otherwise we'll be back sooner than you would like, asshole!" There I sat and had not the slightest idea what I was doing should do. I had to get out of here, out of this damn tent. I sat under the tree that was right next to the tent and lit a Chesterfield...

Oh yes, what a hero I am. My god, like cutting tires. Some bum just threw the knife and rubber in front of my tent. Nice shit.

And my poor girl. That wanker of Ben, I can't even think about what he could do to her. I could only hope that Jenny would make everything clear as soon as possible. Of course I thought about going to the police, but the hope that maybe everything would be cleared up quickly made me decide not to do that.

I smoked the entire packet. I had to do something. So I went to the supermarket, which should be here somewhere on the campsite. I was going to get a Mars and a new pack of Chesterfields.

On the way back I passed the beach. It was about 4:00 p.m. and the heat was stifling. My t-shirt was soaked with sweat and a cool down would certainly do me good. Maybe then I could think more clearly.

I ran back to the tent to put on my swimming trunks and then went straight to the beach. My "special" friends were there too. I immediately looked for Jenny and Ben. I didn't see her.

Funnily enough, my desire to swim suddenly disappeared. Maybe my darling was already back in our tent. Unfortunately none and so I sneaked to the place of the bikers. There I heard voices from one of the tents.

Jenny - lucky I found her...unfortunately with Ben. The tent was built so close to the bushes that I could hide right in between. I could even see inside through a small crack: Jenny had taken off her t-shirt and was currently only wearing her skimpy bikini and matching light green panties. She was lying on her back on a 2 meter wide insulating mat.

Ben was lying next to her, lying on his side and holding a knife. He ran it slowly over her cheek, down her neck, between her sweet tits and up to her navel. You could see exactly how her delicate skin could be pressed in without the knife really hurting her. Ben still had that cool grin on his face.

He wore no beard, had dark eyes and a very distinctive face. He had an athletic, slightly muscular body that had been exposed to quite a bit of sun. He was only wearing a pair of tight-fitting black swimming trunks. Both were soaking wet.

Small beads of sweat formed all over Jenny's glowing body. Her shapely tits clearly showed that she was very aroused. She spoke quietly to Ben: "You dirty pig, I know exactly what you're up to and I..." "You - my little one - will submit, you don't want anything to happen to your friend...", he said with this cool smile. Jenny started smiling too.

Why didn't she just tell him that I had nothing to do with the whole thing??? She was panicking - sure - that was it. He put the knife aside, but kept it within arm's reach. I wouldn't stand a chance against him even if he wasn't carrying a gun. I stayed seated and continued to watch.

He began to caress her very gently. Very carefully over her neck. Then, all of a sudden, he put his hand tight around her neck as if he was about to strangle her. She glared at him and put on her sweetest smile.

Then he pressed his lips to my beloved friend's. He kissed her hot and deep. And still kept his hand tight on Jenny's neck. He raised his head a little, but she did everything she could to keep kissing him.

She lusted after it. Both of her hands began to gently stroke his chest. He was heavily tanned and had chest hair, not bulk. Jenny would now say: Not too much and not too little.

Then she said in a slightly trembling voice: "Please." He smiled again and he gave her one more of those wonderful kisses. Her right hand left his chest and slowly wandered over her sweat-beaded body under her panties. She started massaging her swollen clit and moved her ass slightly. When he pulled away from her again, she quickly took her hand out of her pants so that he couldn't see how she had been playing with herself.

She started rubbing his chest again. "Please give me a chance to be happy with myself," she begged him softly. He lay on his back. Jenny knew what she had to do. She turned to him and continued to stroke him, very tenderly and lovingly.

He let his eyes rest on her tits. He stared at her as if it was the last thing he would ever see. Jenny asked with all caution: "Do you like them?" Her left hand slid lower and lower in circular movements. With the other she braced herself.

She felt his body and went closer and closer to his tight swimming trunks. Now she caressed directly over his ever-expanding bulge. His cock hadn't reached full size yet. Jenny looked at him with enthusiastic, submissive eyes: "Please, Ben, let him free me...I'll be careful...please...it's getting way too cramped for him down there, locked up like this." She didn't need an answer from him for his black eyes said everything.

He wanted it...he needed it. She kept circling her hand and when she realized he was about to pop out of his own accord, she slowly tucked her delicate fingers into the top of his swim trunks. Both started to moan. No wonder, because what Ben had to offer was above average.

"I want to take a good look at your huge cock," she said to him, moving her face downwards. With great care she had now pushed her swimming trunks down to the hollows of her knees. I was just wondering how long the two of them can endure it in this tent. The air inside was stuffy and smelled strongly of sweat.

Both were soaked in sweat. "A really great fuck piece, thick and powerful," Jenny murmured as she carefully pushed his foreskin back a little. She didn't know that from me. She slowly moved her little hand up and down.

She could only enclose half of his best piece with her fingers. Then she changed her position and knelt in front of his slightly bent, slender legs to play with this gigantic device with both hands. She began to jerk off his cock carefully but greedily, rubbing his ample hairy sack. Again and again she played in love with his big filled eggs and stared at them with enthusiasm.

"I'm not sure if this is really a punishment," she said, jerking off after a while with a small grin on her face. He cocked his head up to look at her, "You're not the one who messed up. I want you and your stupid boyfriend shouldn't get away with it.” She stopped listening mid-sentence. There were more important things to do.

She put her wet, moistened lips on his thick, red-hot glans and began to caress it violently. She stuck out her tongue and licked down his shaft with relish, finally tasting his firm balls. Hot sweat and the taste of his cock hit her taste buds. Hesitantly, but full of devotion, she nibbled on his hot glans.

Then, finally salvation, she began to sink his huge stallion cock in her pleasure mouth. She sucked like crazy and you could see how her tongue played around the tip of his cock in her mouth and her warm drool ran out up to his shaft. She now squeezed his sweaty balls with both hands. With infinite greed she sucked and licked him, eternities passed...he began to moan violently...louder...she accelerated her movements more and more.

"Please…. please…I want your juice” she interrupted very briefly and then immediately sunk his cock back into her receptive fuck mouth as best she could. Then he injects. She got the first massive shot straight down the throat.

She quickly pulled him out to get a good look at his giant cock as he jerked off his loads. Most of it ended up in her face intentionally. She squeezed his monster cock with both hands to really squeeze everything out of him. Drenched in sweat, exhausted and completely relaxed, he lay on the insulating mat.

There wasn't a better moment to run away. -Jenny please get out of his tent.- Instead she laid her head on his body, right next to his slightly limp cock. He was covered in saliva, white sticky cum and wet sweat. Jenny now expectantly took it up to his shaft in her mouth and sucked it with relish.

She made those noises you normally used to express how much you liked the food. "mmmmhhh". The white liquid also mixed with the Salty Drops in her face and hair. But she left the cum where she was.

She enthusiastically blew his blessed fuck cock and scratched his sack for a whole quarter of an hour and it was there again - licked clean - like a one. Now she took a towel to wipe her face and slowly crawled back up to his level. She looked at him dreamily and happily and gave him a quick kiss. "You don't say much, my hero, but I hope you like it...

By the way, you don't need to say anything with the…” she pointed to his boner “… maybe really nothing, because the women are already lying at your feet” Now she's definitely sliming too much. "Thank you... but now I want to see more of you... don't think I'll let you go that easily, you little bitch!". This flirting around got on my nerves.

What was that? She lay on her back in an "I'm defenseless, do with me what you will" position. He straightened up a little and bent over her. He took his knife and, without being brutal, cut the ties that held her bikini. Considering that the thing was so expensive, she shouldn't be smiling at him now. He grabbed her neck directly and firmly - with one hand.

With the other he began to grab her ample tits (75C my girlfriend said exactly) and squeeze them. This is painful for her, but with his stranglehold, she didn't dare to make the slightest sound. He kissed her and whispered something in her ear, which I couldn't understand at all. She returned the kiss and never wanted to part from his lips again.

He stopped playing with her tits and, with his now free hand, moved further down and went right under her panties. He slowly pushed his finger into her tight, soaking wet hole. He kept kissing her, because otherwise she would have cried out loud with excitement. With her hands she tried somehow to get to his thick cock and his insatiable, full balls as quickly as possible.

She needed to feel it in her little hands. Whenever her mouth had the chance to make a sound, she begged him with a groan... "please...take me...please". He let go of her and she tore off her panties quickly.

Then she went into a new position, the "dog" position, so to speak. She stretched out her tight ass to him. He knelt behind her and played with his glans on her clit, just briefly. Then his hard, hot tip pushed Jenny's thick labia apart and penetrated her.

She grabbed a t-shirt just in time to stuff it in her mouth and bite on it. This prevented her from screaming. "I can finally feel your dick inside me...bang me now...please...please" His thrusts were even. He got a little faster and pushed his cock into her more and more violently.

The hot sweat dripped from both bodies and ran in streams. "You're cheating on your boyfriend right now," he croaked through his groan. "Yes..." - Jenny couldn't mumble into her t-shirt anymore. "And you seem to be really enjoying that.." he said a little later, while he pounded his meat hammer into her more and more ruthlessly and harder.

"Yes", nothing more came out of Jenny's mouth. She was totally focused on feeling his horse cock intensely inside her. "You filthy little slut!" he moaned, slapping her ass with the palm of his hand. "Yeah!" she yelled into her towel.

The juices flowed freely from her cunt. She had experienced a real violent orgasm. I still hoped that everything was played by her, but I wasn't sure for a long time. He fucked her in this brutal way for what seemed like an eternity.

Then he lay on his back and Jenny was allowed to touch his cock with her hands again. She sat over him now and steered him into her tight, dripping cunt with relish. Her red, filled pussy lips slid apart and she let him sink into her with a loud moan. Bending forward, her tits were now touching his upper body and she started kissing him wildly.

"It feels so damn good... I haven't had a really good fuck in a long time." She breathed in his ear. Then she rode her entire sanity out. They savored this position for a long time until he started moaning so loudly that Jenny was sure that he would squirt his delicious white juice any second.

She jumped off and jerked him off twice more, then greedily received his semen in her mouth, face and even on her tits. His pleasure donor was extensively licked clean by her tongue. Then she stopped and lay down next to him. Her head on his chest, with her right hand she gently stroked his wonderful cock.

He ruffled her long, dark brown hair. Dreamily floating in seventh heaven, she looked at him and thanked him: "It was wonderful." He nodded in agreement and for the first time put on a really satisfied, happy smile. Jenny happily fell asleep in his arms. I really thought the situation couldn't get any worse than it was this afternoon. I was wrong about that.

My little Jenny (who looked even cuter and more helpless in his arms) let such a long dicked jerk bang her and seemed to thoroughly enjoy being his fuck mare. Disappointed, I crept back to my tent. Night was slowly falling. I choked on a piece of that takeaway pizza (very expensive and worse than in New Jersey).

Still angry, I realized how helpless I was in this situation. I wasn't sure anymore. Was my girlfriend forced? Did you enjoy sex with that Ben? I didn't know anything anymore. A walk on the beach was the solution.

It was a starry night and I enjoyed the lapping of the waves. I walked along the beach for what seemed like an eternity and passed a few 10:00pm campgrounds. Suddenly, in that soothing silence, I heard music coming from a public beach that seemed a long way away. Heavy metal… loud guitar music that I could never get enough of when I was in school.

I crept up cautiously, and from now on I didn't have to worry about where those pigs have gotten to with my girlfriend. I had found them: the motorbikes stood next to each other like a demarcation towards the street. fat machines. All shoppers in my opinion.

They weren't my cup of tea, but Jenny loved these types of bikes. Two years ago she wanted to buy one for herself. A small fire burned near the water, by the light of which I could clearly see the crates of beer they had brought with them. It had gotten a little cooler in the evening and most of them were wearing their black leather pants and waistcoats.

Jenny wore a denim jacket over her t-shirt that I don't recognize - probably from this Ben. It was no longer enough for the trousers, because her legs were free. I couldn't tell if she was wearing anything at all underneath. I sat in the shade of a huge tree and watched the whole situation.

The atmosphere was really exuberant and we celebrated. When they weren't chatting or drinking, they sang along with the song or told some silly things. Of course, there was also a lot of talk about any motorcycle clubs and tours and how much it turned you on to feel this exhaust sound. Jenny lay in Ben's arms and rested her head on his shoulder.

Far too often she moved to give him a loving kiss. Ben was the only one who thought of bringing some bottles of hard liquor. My girlfriend has had a beer on occasion in the past, but she really likes the hard stuff. Now she craved Ben's tequila bottle.

He was happy about his leverage and kisses rained down on him. As a small thank you, she was allowed to suck on the tequila bottle (which she did in a rather tantalizing way). Right next to the two sat a slightly corpulent biker. OK, honestly he looked like he weighed a hundred pounds.

To his credit, I must say he was a giant too. The others appropriately called him Hank. Stretched out across from Jenny was John, who I thought was the leader of the group. He also had the discussion with me this morning.

He was very well built, like Ben, just a bit taller and wider. He stared at Jenny intensely through his deep-set eyes. Jenny feels something like that and then very quickly became very insecure. She pressed tighter against Ben, who took this as an invitation to take another sip from the bottle.

She grabbed it immediately and started. Two sips and then she stopped drinking. Now she returned John' gaze and slowly began to play with her tongue at the top of the bottleneck without taking her eyes off him. "Ready?" Ben interrupted.

Jenny cursedly took a few more sips and then gave back the bottle in a nice and good manner. "Hey, Jenny, we thought that your friend would flatten our tires as well and that we could have a little snack from you too!" Loud laughter and agreement. Hank found the introduction to a conversation with my sweetheart and you could even see from here how horny he was for my little one. He explained to her in detail who has the fattest machine and the most horsepower - himself, of course. Jenny played an over-the-top admiration and it wasn't long (2 bottles of beer) and he steered his conversation in the desired direction: "Would you like to see my tailpipe?".

Jenny declined with thanks. I would have done the same because the guy was more than a little overweight. She wasn't interested in him... at least not sexually. (I would later realize how wrong I was) Quite different with Ben.

The more my little one drank, the more freely she grabbed Ben's tight leather trousers, on which the contours of his stallion's tail were becoming more and more apparent. He got a boner. Jenny whispered something in his ear and they both got up. "You don't want to leave us?" "Of course..." and everyone laughed.

Ben continued: "No, of course we'll be right back. This little bitch just wants to get something for a moment…” More laughter, but they watched themselves get loose now and disappeared somewhere in the dark. While my sweetheart was with Ben, the others talked about the two. They praised Jenny to the skies.

She is a sweet girl – to the point of – “I would also like to put my cock in her and fuck her properly”. Then they turned into womanizer talk. Who did it with whom and how. The whole thing is pretty detailed, so that some people got a mighty boner in their pants.

The two stayed away for a long time. It took almost 1.5 hours until they reappeared. "THIRST" was the first thing Jenny said at the fire and Hank handed her a bottle of beer. She started and downed the whole bottle in one gulp.

She handed the empty bottle back to Hank. As she bent down to him, she saw his thickened cock push through her pants. "Well, Hank, does that make you so horny when women empty a beer???" The others noticed and laughed out loud at Hank's bright red pear. Now I could see Jenny properly.

She had sand all over her and her face was glistening with the sheen of her sweat. Ben was on the ground, all fours stretched out, absolutely exhausted. Jenny not for a long time.

Read the second part: Holiday at the Lake - Part 2