I had been on a youth group tour for over two weeks already, and had become extrememly close friends with one of the tour leaders, a 24 year old Spaniard named xavier. One night I was sleeping in my tent with a friend when I suddenly woke up in a giant pool of water-our tent had flooded through the night in the downpour. I woke her up and we ran out to get the trip leaders for help. I ran over to Xavier’s tent and genlty woke him up, telling him what had happened.He ran out with me into the downpur and grabbed my bag from the tent. My friend got the other trip leader and was offered to stay in her tent for the night. The two went into the tent. I was left standing alone in the rain with Xavier, not knowing what to do-A million thoughts went through my head, some of them good, some slightly guilty. AFter what seemed like eternity, Xavier finaly offered me a solution-the only thing we could do was have me sleep in his tent. My sleeping bag was soaked through, and I had no where to go. We walked over to his tent, with him seeming apologetic the whole time. He oppened the flap for me and we crawled in. I sat there and shivered, untill Xavier offered me a shirt of his I could change into, as he was afraid I would get sick. I took the offer, and as he looked away, I took my wet bra off, along with panties, and got into one of his old baggy shirts and basketball shorts. I told him it was ok to look, but I forgot about the bra and panties-they lay in plain view and he blushed in the dim light of the flashlight. I quickly brushed them aside and thanked him. He offered me his sleeping bag, but I told him it wouldn’t be any better if he froze instead of me-so he unzipped it to share the blanket for two. WE got under and I pretended to drift off, after numerous thank yous-I had never felt so ackward in my life, feeling his warm manly body so close to me I could feel the heat. He turned over and brushed his hand across my chest accidentaly as he faced me. I started shivering, and in concern he wrapped his muscular arms around my nearly bare, wet chest. I put my head on his warm shirtless chest , as he had soaked through in the rain, and gave a deep sigh. I uttered out of no where how much I had loved him althroughout the trip, and how ironic it was that this was happening. Before I knew what was going on, I felt his gentle hands all over my damp body, and his soft lips in a tender kiss. My shirt was torn off, and he rolled me on to my back as he climbed on top. He lay against me breathing heavily and I Felt his massive hard-on press into my stomach. I clenched my legs around him and he grabbed my shorts and tore them off. Suddenly I felt an incredible warmth right inside of me, followed by a sharp spark of pain. hE looked into my eyes deeply, and I gave him silent aproval. He began moving on me and I clung to him with all miy might, carresing his chest and stroking his hair, alternating between kissing his ears. I was soaring in heaven and we breathed simultaneously, and our torturous pleasure grew. he finaly burst inside me, and I felt a flood of warmth flood my body. I let out a yelp but he covered it with his sweet mouth. We lay in embrace the rest of the night. just savoring the sweet amazing feel of our skin on each others.
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