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"Because I dumped him just because he grabbed my breast!"

"And you're sorry about that now?"

Michelle nodded, buried her face in the pillow, and cried her heart out. Sarah moved closer to her and hugged her to comfort her.

"You do love him, don't you?"

Michelle nodded again. Sarah's hug had calmed her down a bit, but tears were still streaming down her face.

"Why don't you just call him?"

"No, I don't dare. He's probably not on good terms with me anymore!"

"You never know til you try!"

"No, I'm not going to do that. Besides, he's probably already found someone else by now!"

"Don't meet trouble halfway!"

"Oh, Sarah, please just leave me alone!"

"Okay, then I'll make us breakfast first, and then we'll figure out together how to conjure up your good mood again!"

Sarah crawled out of the four-poster bed, grabbed the kimono from the coat hook, and threw it over her shoulders. When she saw Michelle's smartphone on the nightstand, a spontaneous idea came to her. Without Michelle noticing, she took the smartphone and quietly disappeared from the bedroom. After closing the door behind her, she swiped across the screen. A smile crossed her face when she realized she had access, meaning Michelle hadn't locked the device. In a flash, she located the list of Michelle's contacts and dragged the entries up with her finger. "Paula, Patrick, Ramona, Rebecca" she quietly read the entries. "Rick! Well, who would have thought it!" she said, pleased with herself, opened the file, and noted the listed mobile and landline numbers.

She first tried the cell phone number, but immediately hung up when it went to voicemail. So she tried the landline number. Dial tone! After three rings, a friendly female voice answered.

"Liebermann!"

"Hello Mrs. Liebermann, this is Sarah. Could I speak to Rick, please?"

"Sarah? Which Sarah?"

"Oh, we know each other from dance school. Is Rick home?"

"No, I'm sorry. Rick is at the campsite in the Black Forest and won't be back until next week."

"Really, in the Black Forest?"

"Yes, at Schluchsee. He's getting his sailing license there."

[Author's note: Schluchsee is a lake reservoir located in the immediate vicinity of the Feldberg, the highest mountain in the Black Forest. It is a popular holiday and recreation destination in the region. The "Sch" in Schluchsee is pronounced like the English "Sh".]

"Well, I guess I'll have to wait until next week until he's back."

"Should I tell Rick you called?"

"No, that's not necessary. I can always send him a WhatsApp message. Goodbye, Mrs. Liebermann!"

"Bye Sarah, it was nice talking to you!"

"You can't imagine how nice!" Sarah said to herself with a broad grin after she ended the call.

Sarah had prepared breakfast in no time. She divided the scrambled eggs among the plates, sprinkled some chives on top, and placed the plates on the tray next to the fresh croissants that the delivery service had left outside the door early that morning. She also found two lamb sausages in the fridge, which she also placed on the tray.

When Sarah entered the bedroom, Michelle was still buried in her pillow, crying quietly to herself. Sarah placed the tray on the four-poster bed, opened the balcony door, and raised the blinds. Instantly, the sun bathed the bedroom in a dazzling light.

Michelle buried herself even deeper into her pillow. "Oh come on Sarah, please put them down again! It's so bright!"

"But only if you finally stop sobbing!"

"It's fine, but first you turn it dark again, okay?"

Sarah lowered the blinds again, took off her kimono, and sat down on the bed next to Michelle.

"Now, if you don't get back up from under the pillow, not only will the coffee be cold, but the scrambled eggs too!"

Michelle slowly got up, and when she saw the tray with the lovingly arranged breakfast, she gave Sarah a shy smile from tear-filled eyes.

"Thank you, Sarah, you're really sweet."

"Not only sweet, but also hungry! Here, eat your scrambled eggs, then you'll regain your strength and your mood will improve."

Sarah handed Michelle the plate and a fork. Michelle greedily tucked into the scrambled eggs. Because of all the sex the night before, she hadn't even thought about food, so she was now practically starving. The scrambled eggs were eaten in no time, so she took one of the croissants, spread it with butter, and devoured that one too in no time. Sarah was amused by Michelle's hunger and took one of the sausages.

"Harold's cock has a lot more to it!" she said with a grin, licking lasciviously around the end of the sausage before wrapping her lips around it and pretending to give it a blowjob.

Now Michelle started laughing again, too, taking a sausage and licking it all the way down before flicking her tongue over the tip.

"We're both pretty naughty, aren't we, Michelle?"

"Of course we are!" Michelle replied, now in a slightly better mood, and bit off the end of the sausage with a laugh.

"Ouch!" Sarah cried. "This sausage won't be able to make you particularly happy anymore!"

"But it's delighting me with its taste, and luckily I still have you," Michelle replied with a loving look.

Sarah leaned forward and gave Michelle a tender kiss on the cheek.

"And if necessary, we also have this one!"

Sarah suddenly had the dildo in her hand that she had pulled from her sleeping niece's vagina the previous night and put it to her nose.

"And how wonderful it smells, somehow like you!"

Feeling caught, Michelle lowered her gaze and turned bright red as she thought back to the previous night. She had masturbated with the dildo while she was thinking about Rick. Somehow, she must have fallen asleep.

"How cute you look when you're blushing like that. But you don't have to be embarrassed at all, because sometimes a dildo is a really useful substitute when you don't have a real cock at hand. Did you at least have success?"

"Success? What do you mean?"

"I wonder if you had an orgasm!"

Michelle nodded, and the color in her face changed from bright red to dark red.

"Well then, everything's fine. Well done!" she said, turning to her dildo and giving it's tip a tender kiss. "Very tasty, but not as tasty as fresh from the source!"

Sarah's obscene words had an effect on Michelle. Just seeing Sarah's lips on the tip of the lifelike replica of that large man's cock made her wet again. Without her having any control over it, her nipples stiffened, which Sarah, of course, noticed immediately and interpreted as the first sign of a mood lift.

"No more moping around!"

No sooner had Sarah's words reached her ear than she was pushed back into the feathers, and Sarah's nimble tongue skillfully separated her lips and conquered her mouth. Michelle was suddenly disarmed and surrendered to the tender assault without any resistance. Within seconds, Sarah had managed to pull her from her deep sadness back into the wonderful world of pleasure and rekindle the fire of desire within her. As if by itself, she spread her thighs as she felt Sarah's fingers slide down her body and immediately take possession of her pubic mound.

"How smooth and soft everything here suddenly feels after shaving," Sarah remarked.

She gently traced the contours of the outer labia with her index finger, carefully keeping a sufficient distance from the sensitive entrance to Michelle's pussy.

Michelle was almost driven mad by the feeling of the tender finger on her pubic area. She eagerly awaited the moment when it would finally penetrate her, or at least caress her clitoris. However, Sarah didn't do her that favor. Once again, Sarah reached for the dildo, moistened the tip with her tongue, and placed it at Michelle's entrance. Effortlessly, she pushed the stiff silicone rod between her moist, glistening labia and plunged it all the way into Michelle's pussy. Michelle gasped and moaned as she felt the dildo deep inside her.

"Oh Sarah, you can read desires from the eyes, can't you?" she asked, opening her thighs a little wider to allow her lover even better access.

Sarah, however, had a completely different continuation of their lovemaking in mind than Michelle had expected. Instead of fucking Michelle with the dildo as a real penis would have done, she tapped the remaining centimeters of the dildo's base protruding from Michelle's vagina with her fingertips, like a small hammer. The vibrations transmitted from the tapping to her cervix hit Michelle like small electric shocks, sending shivers of pleasure through her pelvic floor. Michelle responded to each individual blow with a reflex contraction of her vaginal muscles.

Sarah knew only too well the physiological effects of her tapping, familiar from her work as a physiotherapist, when she used a reflex hammer to perform neuromuscular function tests on the Achilles or patellar tendon. Hardly anyone knew that similar contraction reflexes could be triggered almost anywhere on the body, and it was highly likely that no one else had ever tried this in the female genital area.

Sarah, however, was keen to experiment in every way and had made this discovery on herself at some point, so that she now let Michelle benefit from her wonderful insights into the mysteries of female pleasure. Sarah secretly regretted that Michelle hadn't inserted her glass dildo, as it directed the vibrations even more directly into the depths of her vagina than the dildo she was now tapping with her fingers. However, if you tapped the pleasure-giver hard enough, the effect was also not to be underestimated with the silicone dildo. Sarah repeatedly changed the direction of her taps, sometimes tapping from below, sometimes from above, or from the side on the base of the dildo, thereby causing different parts of the muscles in Michelle's pelvic floor and vagina to contract reflexively.

Michelle whimpered with pleasure and twitched every time the dildo was hit again. These insane and completely unintentional contractions deep in her womb seemed to touch every nerve ending, sending one thrill after another through her core. Sarah's strokes became harder and harder. She felt her tubular vaginal muscles squeeze the dildo into an increasingly tighter grip, as if she wanted to squeeze him dry.

As if her hammer blows weren't enough stimulation, Sarah now leaned between Michelle's widely spread thighs and gently stroked the tip of her tongue over her teenaged clitoris, which was fully expanded and peeking out between her moist labia.

"Oh my god, Sarah, what are you doing to me?"

Michelle had barely uttered her question when a powerful orgasm exploded from the depths of her pelvis and engulfed her entire lower body. Completely hysterical, Michelle gave free rein to her pleasure, screaming it out with full fervor.

"Ooooooh yesssss, Sarah, Sarah, Sarah, please Saraaah, oooooh, yessssss!" she screamed as her vaginal muscles contracted spasmodically around the dildo, squeezing it out of her like a peeled banana, accompanied by vast quantities of her lust juices that surged from the depths and spurted out into the open. Whimpering and panting, Michelle writhed beneath Sarah's teasing lips, which struggled to absorb as much of her delicious juices as possible. Even when their source had long since dried up, countless aftershocks of this indescribable climax rolled through Michelle's pelvis, driving her close to the brink of unconsciousness.

Minutes may have passed as Michelle, still breathing heavily, tried to comprehend what had just happened. After all, she had already experienced so many wonderful climaxes in the short time she was with Sarah, this orgasm was from a completely different world! She looked around, searching for Sarah, until she finally met the two blue eyes that gazed at her with tenderness.

"I think we'll have to remake the bed," said Sarah, placing her hand on Michelle's heart to reassure her. "I think it's great that at your young age, you've already had the experience of ejaculating during orgasm."

"Ejaculating? Me?"

"Well, didn't you just notice how you squirted when you came?"

"Yes I did. This already happened yesterday as Harold was fucking me doggy style. I thought it might have been my full bladder emptying during my climax. It certainly felt like that."

Sarah had to laugh heartily. "No, my dear, that wasn't emptying your bladder at all, you have been squirting and I thought it was for the first time in your life! It's really a pity that I didn't even notice this at all yesterday."

"Squirting?"

"Well, we women can ejaculate just as well as men. However, the big difference is that men almost always squirt when they come, whereas we women only do it when we experience a particularly intense orgasm where everything is just right. The fluid we squirt has nothing to do with pee at all; it comes from small glands with their own ducts that run alongside the urethra."

Michelle listened spellbound to her aunt's explanation. She had never heard of squirting before, but was now reassured that she hadn't peed the bed, as she had initially feared. Besides, the wet sheets didn't smell of urine and actually, they didn't smell at all. In any case, she now understood why it felt so indescribably wonderful when the fluid spurted out of her during orgasm.

Sarah could practically see Michelle's mind racing as she thought about what she had just told her. However, she had another topic burning under her fingernails, so she wanted to postpone it for now.

"You can google squirting if you want to know more about it. It's a really exciting topic, but I actually have something else planned for you right now."

"Oh yeah? What is it you've planned for me?"

"How about we take a shower first? Then we'll pack the picnic basket and go on a nice trip to Schluchsee!"

"To Schluchsee? I haven't been there in ages!"

"Well, then it's about time, my sweetheart!"

For once, the shower was rather uneventful, apart from the fact that Michelle and Sarah once again lathered each other up with great dedication and then dried each other just as passionately with soft terry towels. Michelle was more than sexually satisfied for the time being, and Sarah could hardly wait to reunite the completely clueless Michelle with her Rick. She had found out online that only one campsite called "Naturcamp Schluchsee" was suitable for searching for Rick if Rick were to get his sailing license there because it was located next to the only sailing school there was in this region. Now all they needed was a little luck to actually find Rick and not have to spend hours searching around the area. Since bad weather was forecast for the afternoon, it would be better if they didn't waste any time.

The picnic basket was quickly packed and the navigation system programmed. In addition to all the necessary items for a nice swim at the lake, Sarah packed a really hot bikini for Michelle that would surely make Rick's eyes pop out of his head.

"Are we going back to the lawn by the pedal boat rental, where we used to go?" Michelle wanted to know.

"No, I discovered a much nicer spot at a campsite last year where we can go to the restroom if necessary and maybe buy a bite to eat. They also have a nice lawn there, right by the water, and a swimming island with a water slide that takes you straight into the lake."

Sarah had actually never been to this campsite before, but she found the details on its website. This allowed her to regale Michelle with some of her own experiences with the location without blushing.

"But we can't just walk into the campsite if we're not official guests!"

"Don't worry, we'll just leave the car a little way from the site and walk in. Pedestrians aren't usually checked at the campsite entrance!"

"Well, if you say so. Let's hope you're right!"

In fact, Sarah knew exactly what she was doing, as it wasn't the first time she'd abused a campsite to gain easy access to a swimming lake. Here, not only did she have the advantage of relatively uncrowded beaches, but she could also use the campsite facilities for free. During her last vacation in Italy, she had done this regularly and had repeatedly observed that a young, attractive woman's access to the beach was unobtrusive. With two young, attractive women in a pair, this should work even better, right?

The drive to Schluchsee was much shorter than Michelle remembered from her childhood. Thanks to the air conditioning turned up full blast, the scorching sun in the car was relatively bearable, and so Sarah and Michelle arrived at the lake in high spirits. They even found a shady parking space not far from the campsite entrance.

Sarah was absolutely right in her assumption. No one asked her if she and Michelle were officially registered as guests at the campsite. However, quite a few men turned their heads as they strolled toward the beach with their beach bags. In their hot pants and sun tops, they were an absolute feast for the eyes of any man. Even a few women cast them longing glances. On the way, they passed a building with restrooms, which also had showers and changing rooms.

"Come on, Michelle, we can change here. I packed a sexy bikini of mine especially for you!"

"Luckily, you really think of everything, Sarah. I almost forgot that I didn't have a swimsuit with me!"

Luckily, the restroom building wasn't busy at that time, so they quickly found a place to change. The cabin was quite small for two people, but since they were both slim, it just about fit. Sarah helped Michelle out of her T-shirt and couldn't resist sucking one of Michelle's nipples with her lips and playing with it with her tongue until it was hard.

"Hey Sarah, stop! What if someone hears us?"

"It's okay. But you looked so appetizing, I just couldn't contain myself. But wait until you see the bikini I packed for you!"

Sarah rummaged through her beach bag and pulled out a handful of cream-colored nothingness, then triumphantly held it under Michelle's nose.

"What, that's supposed to be a bikini? It looks like a pair of shoelaces with a few scraps of fabric attached!"

Michelle wasn't entirely wrong with that description, because in fact, all the pieces of fabric together weren't even the size of a folded handkerchief! Michelle wanted to protest again, but Sarah smothered her lips with a passionate French kiss before she could utter another word.

Without letting go of Michelle's lips, Sarah pulled off her hotpants and thong until she finally held her completely naked in her arms. Michelle followed suit and also freed Sarah from her few remaining garments. As soon as Sarah was naked from the waist down, she pressed her pubic mound against Michelle's thigh. The passionate kiss had made her truly horny, and it took considerable effort for her to keep her hands off Michelle. Finally, reason prevailed over desire, and she pulled her lips away from her niece and released Michelle.

"If we don't stop right now, we'll never get to the beach today! Come on, lift your leg and get in here!"

Michelle did as she was told, lifted her right leg, and stepped into the sinful thong, the opening of which Sarah held open for her. Then her left leg followed, so Sarah could pull the thin ribbons over her hips. Once everything was in place, Sarah adjusted the narrow strip of fabric in her crotch, which only barely covered Michelle's outer labia.

"I might as well leave the panties off altogether!" Michelle protested, horrified. "You can see the contours of my labia through them, especially now after Harold shaved me down there!"

"That's the appeal, my darling!" Sarah tried to refute this objection. "And when the fabric gets wet while bathing, it's almost see-through!"

She deftly knotted the top's strings behind Michelle's back and adjusted the two pieces of fabric so that they barely covered more than Michelle's nipples, which wasn't really necessary, since the semi-transparent fabric basically left nothing hidden. Michelle's nipples poked through the fabric, giving the otherwise creamy-colored fabric a hue similar to her areolas.

"Come on, let me take a look!"

Sarah took a step back and looked at Michelle in admiration. The sight that greeted her made the blood rush between her thighs and she realized that she was suddenly very wet.

"There's no way you'll get me to go to the beach like this!" Michelle protested, struggling to fight back the tears.

"Now just wait until you see me in my sexy outfit!" Sarah tried to calm Michelle down.

In no time at all, Sarah had also removed her top and slipped into an equally revealing two-piece, which was uncannily similar to Michelle's. The fabric alone was a vibrant lemon yellow, which, combined with her sun-tanned skin and brunette curls, made for a truly stunning combination.

Michelle stared at her aunt, her mouth open in amazement, as Sarah presented herself to her in this bare skin. The effect the sight of Sarah had on her wasn't long in coming, as Sarah's erotic attraction seemed to throw Michelle off balance.

"Wow, you look hot!"

"Exactly! And you look just as hot, so now the two of us are going to turn men's heads!"

With a broad grin, Sarah stuffed the discarded clothes into her beach bag, pulled the locking bolt on the changing room, opened the door, and pushed Michelle out into the bright sunlight, where countless pairs of eyes immediately focused on her frivolously displayed body.

Just a few minutes ago, Michelle would have sunk into the ground in shame under the many stares in her bikini. But after seeing Sarah in her outfit and seeing for herself how sexy such a sexy piece highlights one's feminine assets, she felt liberated from any sense of shame. On the contrary, she practically enjoyed being undressed by the men's gaze! She had to try hard not to burst out laughing when a man in his mid-fifties drove his car straight into the drawbar of his caravan while hitching up the trailer because he didn't pay attention to his wife's signals and instead stared after her and Sarah. Sarah also enjoyed presenting herself to the men's gaze, and even provoked them further by lustfully placing a hand on Michelle's bare bottom.

Sarah purposefully headed for the boat dock where the sailing school's small dinghies were usually moored. Currently, however, all the boats were out on the lake, accompanied by a small motorboat from which an instructor was shouting commands to the sailing students. So Rick would most likely be out on the water now, too, which of course had its advantages, as he was bound to reappear with them at some point when he moored his boat at the dock.

Not far from the boat dock was a small patch of grass where Sarah spread out her beach towels. Michelle didn't understand why Sarah was so keen to stay there, as there was actually a much nicer stretch of beach a little further down.

"Look, Sarah, that grass over there looks much nicer. Why don't we move there?"

"Oh, no, let's stay here. There aren't as many people here, and besides, there are trees where we can find some shade if the sun gets too hot."

Although Michelle didn't agree with Sarah at all, she lay down on the spread-out beach towel without protest to let the sun shine on her perky bottom.

"You don't want to tell me that you're going to laze around here in the sun without sunscreen, do you?" Sarah protested. "Come on, let me put some on you."

It took a while before Sarah found the bottle of sunscreen in the large beach bag. With her legs wide apart, she squatted on Michelle's thigh and let the cool liquid drip evenly over her niece's shoulder, back, and bottom. With graceful movements, she spread the sunscreen over all areas of her skin and massaged it in thoroughly, paying particular attention to Michelle's bottom. Then she slid down Michelle's thighs to apply the cream to those as well. Again and again, she slid her hands between Michelle's thighs to lightly stroke the only part covered by a small piece of fabric with her fingertips.

"Okay, turn over, now it's the front!"

Sarah spread one of her legs and lifted it so that Michelle could turn around more easily beneath her. The cream-colored fabric between Michelle's thighs had already become transparent due to the moisture that had formed there. Sarah took note of this with a mischievous smile as she let the protective lotion drip down Michelle's front. With slow, circular movements, she first spread the white liquid over her flat stomach, then up between her breasts and from there outwards to her shoulders and down her arms. At the end of this path, she turned to Michelle's hands, which she carefully rubbed into her hands, including between her fingers. From there, she ran her hands back up her arms, from her shoulders inwards and from there again between her breasts towards her stomach.

Sarah let go of Michelle for a moment to grab more sunscreen, which she spread in her hands. As if it were the most natural thing in the world, she pulled Michelle's top aside and spread the sunscreen evenly over Michelle's breasts, not omitting her nipples. Michelle had no time to protest, and since she enjoyed Sarah's hands on her breasts, she voluntarily refrained. Never in her life would she have thought she would one day expose herself so freely in public, but since no one knew her here, she even secretly enjoyed being watched by others, especially complete strangers.

Sarah had similar thoughts, as it hadn't escaped her notice that more or less all the men, even the seasoned family men with their entourages, were conspicuously turning around on their towels so they could better watch her applying cream to Michelle. Not ten meters away sat a nice-looking, somewhat shy-looking young man. Or was he still a boy? Sarah couldn't guess his age. In any case, the poor man was having a hard time concealing his erection, which was prominently displayed beneath his swim trunks. Sarah gave him her most charming smile and a knowing wink as she deliberately pulled the fabric of Michelle's top back over her now erect nipples, carefully adjusting it.

Startled by the eye contact with Sarah, the boy was suddenly in a hurry to leave. He gathered his towel to hide the bulge that was visible beneath his swim trunks and strode quickly toward the restroom, where Sarah saw him disappear into one of the changing rooms. Following an inner impulse, Sarah straightened up.

"Michelle, I think I really need to go to the restroom. Please wait here for me, I'll be right back!"

Sarah hurried purposefully toward the cabin whose door had just closed. She was about to knock and ask to be let in, but the door wasn't even properly locked and gave way with a little pressure. It turned out she wasn't a second too soon, because the young stranger was already standing in front of her with his pants down, furiously jerking off. Sarah hastily slipped into the cabin and locked the door behind her, but this time properly.

"Well, who would want to finish this alone when it's much more fun with two people?" she asked the completely bewildered boy.

Before he even understood what was happening, Sarah knelt before him and wrapped her lips around the young man's blood-filled glans. It took him quite a while to recover from the shock, because even though Sarah was already sucking vigorously on his penis, he was still clutching it convulsively with his hand. Only when Sarah gently but firmly pushed his hand aside and took hold of his shaft in turn did his tension ease somewhat.

He stared in disbelief at Sarah, who was simultaneously circling his glans with her tongue while pumping vigorously on the stiff shaft. Sarah had no intention of prolonging this spontaneous blowjob, as she didn't want to keep Michelle waiting unnecessarily long. This concern would have been completely unfounded, because after just a few moments, the young man fell into ecstatic twitching, accompanied by a moan of pleasure.

"Be careful, I'm going to cu..." he was about to warn Sarah, but before he could even finish his warning, his tart protein shot out of his glans in several powerful spurts, making it difficult for Sarah to take it all in her mouth. In repeated aftershocks, more sperm gushed from the violently pulsating shaft, which Sarah registered with joy and greedily absorbed every single drop.

Only when the fountain of youth had finally dried up did Sarah part her lips and release the still erect penis from her mouth. She sat up and looked into her counterpart's blue eyes, still gripping the erect penis tightly in her hand.

"That was extraordinarily delicious and would have been far too bad to squirt it against the wall! By the way, what's your name?"

"Mike!" the young man stammered, still completely overwhelmed by his first blowjob.

"And I'm Sarah. Normally, I'd know what to do with you right now, but unfortunately, my niece is waiting for me. Have you ever had sex with a woman?"

Mike shook his head and looked down, embarrassed.

"So you've never fucked a woman?"

Mike shook his head again.

"Oh my God, a real virgin! Today must be my lucky day!" Sarah rejoiced. "If that's the case, my niece will have to wait a moment for me after all!"

With a quick reach behind her back, Sarah untied the strings of her top and carelessly let it slide to the floor. Mike stared, mesmerized, at Sarah's exposed breasts. His cock, which Sarah was still holding in her hand, immediately swelled noticeably again at the sight, which Sarah noted with great pleasure.

"Do you like what you see?"

Mike was completely speechless. His eyes wide open, he stared at Sarah's breasts, her nipples erect like two rockets ready to launch.

"Come on, Mike, take off my panties!"

No reaction. Mike was still paralyzed, staring at Sarah's breasts in a kind of trance, oblivious to his surroundings.

"Hellooo, Earth to Mike, I'm talking to you! Take off my panties already!" Sarah repeated her demand, this time in a slightly more dominant tone. To add emphasis to her words, she tightened her fingers around Mike's penis, which finally brought Mike out of his shock.

With trembling fingers, he reached for the bow that held the strings of the panties together and pulled. Like a light feather, the sinful nothingness fell to the floor, revealing Sarah's shaved Venus, whose inner labia were already fleshy and glistening wetly, signaling her readiness to be conquered.

"Sit down on the bench, Mike!" Sarah commanded.

To emphasize her demand, she pushed him back by his shoulders, forcing him to kneel and sit on the narrow wooden bench if he didn't want to fall backward against the wall. Like a snake concentrating on its prey just before it strikes, she looked into Mike's eyes while lasciviously inserting two fingers into her pussy. Her fingers, coated with her own juices, she gently stroked Mike's cockhead until it was completely covered with her natural lubricant.

"This will make it slide in better!" she whispered into Mike's ear and kissed him on the forehead. With her index finger, she lifted his chin, forcing him to look her directly in the eyes.

"I want you to fuck me hard now and only cum when I allow you to, so we both benefit. Do you understand?"

Mike returned her gaze, visibly intimidated, and nodded wordlessly to express his agreement.

Sarah slowly turned around to present her backside to Mike. She spread her thighs just as wide as the narrow changing room allowed. She slowly bent her knees and reached through her crotch to grab Mike's already fully operational cock and guide it to the entrance of her pleasure center. When she felt the head of the cock at her gate, she bent her knees a little further so she could feel her moist labia being parted and the cock slowly sinking into her sanctuary.

"Yeeeeees, that's so good. Come inside me soooo slowly and fill me with your cock. Yes, that's hot, now you're deep inside me! Stay very still and don't move!"

Sarah reached behind her and found Mike's hands, which she grabbed and guided to her breasts.

"I like it when my breasts are fondled while fucking. Yes, that's good! You can grab my nipples firmly and pull on them. Yes, you do that very well, Mike!"

Sarah braced herself against the opposite wall of the cabin and pushed herself even harder onto the erect penis, forcing every last millimeter into her vagina. When she thought she could feel the glans against her cervix, she began to tense her pelvic floor in a pulsating manner, using the contractions to further intensify the contact with the shaft clamped inside her. Harold always called her "my sweet little milking machine" when she used this technique on him. Mike began to moan heartily as he felt Sarah's pulsating vaginal muscles against his erection.

"Remember, you're not allowed to cum until I give you permission!" Sarah admonished her young lover, loosening her pelvic floor a little and letting the penis slide out of her a bit. "It's best if you keep taking care of my tits, but otherwise don't do anything yourself and let me take the lead, okay?"

Sarah couldn't see that Mike, sitting behind her, was just nodding wordlessly to answer her question.

"Have you got any other words in your repertoire besides your name?" she asked Mike, simultaneously falling back onto his penis with a loud smacking sound.

"Yes, yes," whispered Mike, still completely intimidated by Sarah's dominance and hopelessly overwhelmed by the completely unusual situation.

"So what now?" Sarah snapped impatiently at the boy sitting behind her. "Do you understand me now, or should we stop?"

"Yes, Sarah, you take the lead and I'll try to cum only when you allow me to!" Mike gasped in pain.

"Try? No, you either do it the way I say or we stop right now!" Sarah replied in the most forceful tone she could muster in her aroused state.

"All right, Sarah, I'll wait for your signal!" Mike agreed meekly.

"That's a good boy," Sarah said happily, turning back to him to stroke his cheek appreciatively. "Okay, then I'm going to fuck you like you'll most probably will never be fucked again!"

Sarah quickly found her rhythm, repeatedly dropping onto the spear embedded in her, burying it as deeply and firmly as she possibly could into her depths. The lust juices gushing from Sarah's vagina caused a loud smacking sound, drowned out only by the loud slapping of her ass against Mike's thighs.

"Yeeeees, Mike, finish me off with your hot cock! Fuck my brains out!"

Mike moaned and whimpered with pleasure, trembling and anxious that he wouldn't cum too soon, desperately hoping to receive the liberating signal from Sarah as soon as possible. On the one hand, the situation was infinitely hot for him, but on the other, it was frightening because he was afraid of failure. It was precisely this fear that curbed his horniness somewhat and, in the inexperience of a teenaged virgin, enabled him not to ejaculate immediately. Of course, Sarah knew this very well and so she used her knowledge to her own advantage.

Beads of sweat ran down Mike's face, not only from the oppressive heat in the cramped locker room, but also and above all from the fear of failure, because Sarah's vaginal muscles, rhythmically contracting around his erect penis, were driving him crazy. Every time Sarah let him slide out of her, she deliberately used her "little, sweet milking machine," so that Mike felt as if she were stretching his cock out and practically sucking it dry. How much hotter this was than if he were masturbating with his cupped hand! If he told his friend about this adventure, he certainly wouldn't believe a word!

Eventually, Sarah took pity on Mike. Instead of deliberately prolonging her wild ride, she reached behind her, grabbed Mike by the hips, and forced him to move from a sitting position to an upright position with her. This way, she had her hands free to take care of herself to speed up her orgasm.

"Yeeeeeeah come on Mike, push now and fuck me hard with your hot cock!"

With both index fingers, she searched for and found her clitoris, placed them on either side of the hood, and stroked her clitoris with swift, opposing movements, up and down, always along her pearl, violently agitating the sensitive nub. At the same time, she braced her forehead against the cabin wall to maintain her balance. She absorbed Mike's hard thrusts as best she could with the flexibility of her spine, so that at least some of the energy wouldn't have to be absorbed by her forehead hitting the cabin wall.

"Yessss, ooooh yessss! Keep fucking me! Deeper! Harder! Faster!"

Mike turned out to be not only an obedient but also an exceptionally good student of his teacher. By now, he had mentally reached a level where he could simply block out his own need to ejaculate inside Sarah. Instead, he concentrated on fucking Sarah with all his might, following her moaning, panting commands. Like a wild stud bull, he rammed his spear into Sarah's grotto, the resulting smacking noises further energizing him. Now that he could set the pace, he no longer felt so dominated and intimidated, so he began to truly savor this first fuck of his life.

Sarah had long since reached the point of no return and felt her orgasm building inexorably deep down inside her. She had long since sensed, based on the familiar and unmistakable signs, that she only had a few seconds left until her final release. Now it was time to finally release Mike from his torment. With the thumb and index finger of one hand, she formed a ring around the base of the penetrating cock, while with the other hand she reached for his testicles, gently caressing them. She skillfully tightened the ring when Mike's penis began to retreat, then immediately loosened it so as not to hinder his powerful thrusts.

"Oooooh Mike, yessss, you're doing soooo good! Come on, squirt your cum into my pussy! Yessss, let it come! You don't have to worry about me getting pregnant, I'm on the pill, so give me your cum! Yessss, I'm coming! Ooooh, yesssssss!"

Sarah's dexterity finally took control away from Mike. Even if he had been offered a million dollars, he wouldn't be able to prevent the inevitable. When he felt himself begin to unload into Sarah's smacking vagina, it spurred him on even more, so he increased his thrusting force and frequency even further. While he had previously thought Sarah had already deprived him of his daily supply, he discovered to his own surprise that he still had a massive amount of cum left, which he now ejaculated in violent eruptions against Sarah's cervix.

Even after Mike had long since shot his last drops, his cock was still erect, and so he simply continued to fuck Sarah without slowing down. Sarah smiled quietly to herself as the hard cock continued to hammer into her without letting up. She knew the effect her rhythmic clamping grip had, because it not only prevented blood from leaving the young cock, but also constantly pumped new blood into it. She hoped to wrest at least one more orgasm from Mike this way, because at 1:2, she definitely didn't want to admit defeat in this match!

* * * * *

Not far from the restroom building, Michelle wondered where Sarah had taken so long. More than ten minutes had passed since she disappeared. As she pondered Sarah's whereabouts, she noticed a strange circumstance. Hadn't Sarah said she just wanted to go to the restroom for a moment? But she had clearly seen her disappear through one of the front doors into the restroom building, even though the toilets were at the back! Michelle was also a little worried that Sarah's more than revealing outfit might give some men the creeps. What if she were harassed by some lecher?

Michelle stood up restlessly. She quickly put on her hot pants and top so she wouldn't have to run across the square all alone like a piece of fuck meat. It was the leftmost door of the building, the one she had seen Sarah disappear behind, so she headed straight for that door. Just before she reached the door, she suddenly heard Sarah's voice more than clearly.

"Oooooh Mike, yessss, you're doing soooo good! Come on, squirt your cum into my pussy! Yessss, let it come! You don't have to worry about me getting pregnant, I'm on the pill, so give me your cum! Yessss, I'm coming! Ooooh, yesssssss!" she heard Sarah moaning clearly.

Michelle approached the door and now heard a male voice, moaning no less heartbreakingly. This male was obviously experiencing a very intense climax, as she could now judge with her experience of the past two days. Michelle couldn't prevent what she was hearing from exerting a certain magic on her. A magic that ignited its effect primarily in her lower body parts, where everything seemed to be flowing again. At least Sarah wasn't in danger for once; on the contrary, she was in a state of supreme pleasure, which in itself had a very calming effect on Michelle. In any case, she didn't want to disturb Sarah under any circumstances; instead, she wanted to indulge her obvious pleasure.

Michelle was about to return to the beach when she noticed that the door of the neighboring changing room was only ajar. Following an inner prompting, she slipped in silently after making sure no one was watching. She quietly closed the door behind her and locked it. From here, she could now hear the voices and noises from the neighboring room even more clearly.

"Yes, come on, you wild bull, fuck me with your rock-hard cock!"

Michelle could not only hear the slapping sound of the two fucking, but also feel the violent thrusts that slammed against the cabin wall, shaking it quite a bit. Who could Sarah have been flirting with again? Michelle wondered, imagining in her mind's eye how her aunt was really been taken hard. These thoughts brought back memories of Harold, who had taken her just as hard in the doggy position yesterday after the barbecue, nearly fucking her senseless. The memory of this rekindled the lust within her. She simply couldn't resist the urge to touch herself in the face of the unmistakable sounds coming from the next cabin. As if by force, her hand was drawn between her thighs, where her fingers found the protruding moist labia that seemed to be already waiting for her. With her index and middle fingers curled, she parted her labia and plunged into her depths, while she let her thumb flicker over her pearl in nimble movements.

"It's sooooo nice, yesssss you horny fucker, fuck me hard! Yesssss, that's goooood, aaaaaah!" came through the cabin wall in time with the way it shook under the thrusts.

Michelle picked up the rhythm set by Sarah and the unknown stud and rammed her fingers even harder into her pussy. She tried her best not to give herself away with her own moans, although this wasn't easy.

"Oooooh, yesssss! I'm going to cum again! Yessssss, yessssss!" Sarah moaned loudly, at the exact moment when Michelle's twitching vaginal muscles spasmed around her fingers and a liberating climax sent hot waves through her pelvic floor.

After her breathing had calmed down, Michelle carefully opened the cabin's door and discreetly slipped back outside to grab her bath towel. In no time, she stripped off her clothes and lay on her stomach in her sexy bikini as if nothing had happened. Shortly afterward, Sarah reappeared, visibly pleased and with a sly smile on her face.

"Well, you seem to have had a lot of fun in the restroom, judging by the look of you!"

"Yes, I could say that!"

Sarah joined Michelle on her bath towel, ignoring her niece's observation.

"And if you like, you can put some lotion on me now, too!"

Michelle had actually hoped to get more details from Sarah about her brief trip to the "restroom", but was disappointed to discover that she clearly wanted to keep her little secret to herself. So she reached for the bottle of sunscreen and let it rain drop by drop over Sarah's back, bottom, legs, and shoulders. With gentle hands, she first spread the cooling lotion over Sarah's back after undoing the straps of her top and setting it aside. From there, she stroked her shoulders and massaged them lightly before moving on to Sarah's arms. After all the back areas north of the thong equator had been taken care of, Michelle was just about to start on Sarah's bottom when she noticed that there was a large amount of liquid in Sarah's crotch, which by all appearances was not sunscreen. Upon closer inspection, Michelle realized that this could only be cum, which had leaked out of her unnoticed after the act in the changing room.

"Sarah, there's something strange on the inside of your thigh. Take a look!" Michelle placed her finger on the spot where she had discovered the clear marks left by Sarah's lover.

Without noticing that Michelle had opened her top, Sarah sat up to check her thigh. As Sarah, unaware of her nakedness, rose from her towel, the swimwear of the surrounding men and boys immediately began to stir. Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on her breasts, which Sarah now freely displayed.

A woman in her mid-fifties, clearly overweight, immediately began to rant with her equally fat husband when she saw the sight that suddenly demanded his full attention. As she talked to him, gesticulating wildly, her aprons of fat jiggled, creating a truly grotesque sight in a swimsuit that was at least three sizes too small.

Sarah spread her thighs to get a better look at the spot Michelle had pointed to and also discovered Mike's clear traces of cum. Some evidence of her encounter with Mike had indeed leaked from her pussy and settled on the inside of her thigh! With a knowing smile on her face, she placed her finger across the inside of her thigh and ran it up and down the inside of her thigh, all the way to the hem of her panties, completely absorbing the slimy substance. Curiously, she held her finger under her nose and then pushed it into her mouth. She licked the mixture of Mike's semen and her own juices with pleasure, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"What was that?" Michelle asked, feigning innocence.

"Oh, nothing at all. Just a nice souvenir from Schluchsee!" Sarah replied with a dreamy look and turned back onto her stomach, once again surrendering herself to Michelle's tender hands.

Michelle squatted over Sarah again with her legs spread and carefully spread the sunscreen over her bottom and the back of her thighs. As she did so, she took the opportunity, naturally unnoticed by all the surrounding sun worshippers, to briefly dip between her thighs and flit over Sarah's slit, which was barely covered by the dripping wet rag. Sarah thanked her for each of these swift touches with a contented growl. She would have loved to spread her legs even wider to express her desire for further, and above all, more intense, caresses. However, the fact that there were also small children nearby quickly made her abandon this idea. She was still pretty aroused by her quickie in the locker room, so she secretly regretted not being able to indulge in Michelle's fingers in public.

Michelle had very sensitive antennas, and so she sensed Sarah's conflict all too well. She therefore made fun of making Sarah pay for her secrecy by repeatedly skimming over Sarah's most sensitive spots, without giving them the full attention Sarah was obviously craving at that moment.

"Turn around, now it's the front!" Michelle commanded.

As ordered, Sarah turned around once, without putting her top back on, of course. Her nipples stuck up straight, impatiently demanding Michelle's cream-covered fingers.

As if out of nowhere, the fat woman suddenly appeared in front of them and stole their sunshine. She screamed at Sarah in a tone of extreme excitement.

"You shameless, dirty whore! This isn't a nudist beach where anyone can undress as they want! I think you're a little crazy, huh?

With this deeply insulting remark, she'd found exactly the right person with Sarah. In no time at all, she'd slid out from under Michelle and stood up in front of the fat woman, standing a good head shorter than she was. She glared down at her angrily.

"Well, first of all, I wasn't aware that I hat given you the permission to speak up to me! Besides, I'm certainly causing less of a public stir here than you are with your way-too-tight swimsuit, from which the pork knuckles and cream cakes you've obviously gorged yourself on over the past few decades are unappealingly oozing! Have you ever looked in the mirror and seen what a disgusting sight you present to people with your overstuffed figure? Bad enough that you even dare to leave the house with your fat ass, but then go to a public beach? Are you out of your mind?"

Normally, Sarah would never make such derogatory comments about overweight people, if only because of her profession. But this woman had clearly crossed a line, and Sarah lost all her restraint. Sarah worked herself into a rage, because no one had ever dared to call her a whore, and in public, no less! Disgusted, she turned to the fat woman's companion, who had already turned bright red.

"Besides, your husband seems to quite like seeing a pair of proper tits for once, instead of just your pair of hanging lumps of fat!"

The poor man was completely oblivious to the fact that Sarah had just been talking about him. As if paralized, he stared at Sarah's breasts with his mouth open, not even noticing that he had his hand down his pants, absentmindedly rubbing his cock.

Suddenly, a young woman who had been lying nearby on her towel in the sun and overheard everything joined in the conversation. As if offering Sarah moral support, she untied the strings of her top and carelessly dropped it to the floor. Revealing two particularly beautiful breasts, they caught the fat man's attention in a split second letting him rub is cock even harder. With her hands on her waist, she stood between Sarah and the fat woman.

"And if YOU don't leave this beach immediately with your publicly masturbating companion, I'll call the police and report YOU BOTH for public nuisance!"

The fat woman turned in astonishment to her husband, who was completely unashamed and distracted from the world, playing with his cock. Before he knew it, a resounding slap landed in his face.

"Just you wait, when we're both home, then you'll get a real treat, you dirty pig!"

The fat woman stomped off in a rage. While roaring laughter echoed from all sides, her husband followed her at a respectful distance, his face bright red.

"That was very kind of you!" Sarah turned to the young woman. "By the way, I'm Sarah, and this is my niece, Michelle!"

The young woman shook hands with Sarah, then with Michelle.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Pia!"

"That's a lovely name, Pia," Michelle greeted the young woman as she shook her hand.

"Yes, I think so too!" Sarah agreed. "Would you like to join us for a bit, or are you here with someone?"

"No, I'm not here with someone, but yes, I'd love to keep you company. Wait a minute, I'll just get my things over."

Pia turned on her heel, walked to her lounger, and grabbed her towel, beach bag, clutch, and whatever else she had with her. With a delighted smile on her face, she spread her towel next to Sarah and Michelle's and lay down next to them in the soft grass.

"So you're actually here alone?" Sarah wanted to know.

"Yes, last month I broke up with my boyfriend, which meant my planned vacation to Italy was canceled. And since my parents own a sailboat on Lake Mueritz, I thought this would be a good opportunity to finally get my sailing license."

"Oh, I'm so sorry about your boyfriend."

"Oh, it's not a big deal at all. He was always thinking about football and drinking anyway, and he was a complete loser in bed."

"Well, if that's the case, then let's toast your newfound freedom!"

Sarah opened the cooler and pulled out two Piccolos, handing one to Pia and the other to Michelle.

"If I'd known beforehand, I would have brought three, of course, but we can share them between the three of us!"

Michelle toasted Pia and handed the bottle to Sarah after taking a big swig herself. She looked around and suddenly her eyes widened.

"Look!" she said quietly to the other two. "Did you see that?"

"What?" Sarah and Pia asked in unison.

"Well, all those other women. They're almost all topless all of a sudden!"

Now Sarah and Pia also saw that almost all of the women had indeed removed their tops and were exposing their bare breasts to the summer sun.

"Wow, you two have unleashed quite an avalanche!" Pia remarked appreciatively, raising her bottle again to toast Sarah and Michelle.

"What do you mean, YOU TWO?" Sarah protested. "Michelle still has her top on!"

"Not anymore!" Michelle triumphed, holding her sinful nothingness up in the air with a beaming smile.

"Much better!" Pia commented. "And there's really no need to hide such beautiful breasts," she added with a wink.

"Why aren't you out on the boat if you're getting your sailing license?" Sarah wanted to know.

"Well, because there are too many participants, and we always take turns. I'm in the afternoon group today, the other group is out on the lake right now."

Sarah was satisfied with the answer and stretched out in the sun on her towel. So it would be quite a while before Rick came back to shore. However, if he was also in the afternoon group, he would definitely run into them when he wanted to board his boat.

The three women got along splendidly. They repeatedly jumped into the refreshing lake together, then lay on the shore and chatted animatedly. When the three of them got hungry at some point, Pia suggested calling a pizza delivery service.

"But only if the pizza delivery guy's name is Mario and he has an extra-long dick!" Sarah snorted, holding her stomach with laughter.

Michelle joined in the laughter, which earned them both questioning looks from Pia.

"Really? That really happened? It's amazing!" Pia replied incredulously after Sarah and Michelle had told her the whole story, without leaving out even the smallest detail.

"You didn't tell me that you were having sex with Mario on the balcony this morning!" Michelle stated somewhat sourly. "You could have woken me up!"

"Not as soundly as you have been sleeping!" Sarah replied. "And besides, you already had the pleasure of riding Mario's cock the night before while I was just allowed to watch!"

"Okay, you're right, Sarah, but I would have loved to watch you just as much."

"It really gets me excited listening to you two. Maybe we should actually order your Mario here!"

"But by the time he gets here, the pizza would be cold!" Michelle pointed out.

"That doesn't matter, as long as at least this Mario is as hot as you described him!"

"Hotter!" Sarah corrected, tracing the length and girth of Mario's penis in the air with her fingers.

"Okay, then I'll order us a pizza from the neighboring town. He delivers right to the gate."

Pia tapped the Italian restaurant's entry, which she had saved on her smartphone. After he answered, she asked Sarah and Michelle with a wink if he could deliver an extra-large Quattro Statgioni to the campsite by the lake. Beaming with joy, she put her smartphone aside once the details had been clarified with the Italian.

"He'll send me a text as soon as he gets to the gate. It'll take at least an hour, though, because he still has a lot of orders to deliver!"

"Great, then we can go for a quick swim!" Michelle suggested.

"Well, you two can go for a quick swim now, but I'd rather retreat to my tent for a moment to take care of my pussy. It's been meowing the whole time since you told me about your crazy story with your Mario!"

Sarah looked at Michelle without saying a word. Michelle immediately understood what was going through her head and signaled her agreement with a nod, whereupon Sarah turned to Pia.

"So, if you don't mind, we'd rather keep you and your pussy company instead of going for a swim!"

"You'd really do that? But I've never been with a woman before..."

"That's okay. Michelle felt the same way just a few days ago!"

"Besides, there's a first time for everything!" Michelle added, smiling encouragingly at Pia.

There was a brief pause, during which Pia seemed to be thinking hard before she looked at the two of them one after the other. You could practically see her struggling with herself.

"Okay, you've kind of piqued my interest. So let's go to my tent together!"

With just a few quick movements, the three of them had packed their things and shouldered them. Sarah and Michelle took Pia in the middle, linked arms with her, and let her lead them across the entire campsite to their tent.

Halfway there, they passed a caravan where things were obviously a bit tense. A voice all too familiar to them screeched at a deafening volume.

"I really think you're out of your mind! Just messing around with your cock in front of everyone and staring like crazy at that dirty old whore's tits. As if you couldn't have anything better from me at home!"

"But Dolores, I just..."

"Nothing, Dolores! That's it between us for now! As far as I'm concerned, you can jerk off until your cock falls off! Don't even think I'll let you have me again on this vacation, you son of a bitch! What do you think would happen if I told your mother? Well, what do you think would happen then, huh?"

"But Dolores, just let me explain..."

"You shut your mouth for now, you old fart! I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Sarah, Pia, and Michelle were having a great time, without feeling the slightest pity for the poor man.

"That fat guy can probably cook his own pork meal today!" laughed Pia, directing Sarah and Michelle to a large meadow where countless small and large tents were set up under shady trees. At lunchtime, no one was there, as everyone was either sailing, sunbathing on the beach, or having lunch in the campsite's restaurant.

Pia's tent was in the last row under a large linden tree, whose shade protected the entire tent from the scorching sun. It wasn't an ordinary tent, but a kind of igloo, except the walls were green instead of white. It was also significantly larger than the neighboring tents.

"So, this is my home," Pia announced, first unzipping the flysheet and then the mosquito net, before pulling it aside to let Sarah and Michelle go first. She slipped inside last, closing both zippers behind her.

To be continued...

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