Out for a Walk with Kishy 2

Relato Erótico de paseo con kishy 2

Sara went ahead, adjusting her underwear... When she arrived at the campfire, neither Emi nor her dad were there...

"I thought my dad was calling me?" Sara said to Don Jorge, turning around.

- Yes... They were here...

"And where did they go?" Juli asked...

- Well... Maybe they went to get something from the car...

- Emi!! Dad??!!

I couldn't hear anything...

"What if a bear took them?" Juli said...

"Are there bears here?" Sara asked.

- Haha, no girls, there are no bears in this area...

"And wolves?" I asked Don Jorge...

- Well, that's it... You know what? We'll split up. You two stay here, and Kishy and I will go see if they're in the car...

"But are you going to leave us alone?!" Juli asked, a little scared...

"It's about 100 meters... It's not that far..." said Don Jorge...

"Can't we go with you?" Sara asked, also a little scared...

- Stay by the fire...

"What happened?!" Tito asked, approaching us...

"And where were you?" Don Jorge asked.

My stomach hurt... Nature knows when it calls...

- Okay Tito... Stay with the girls, I'll go with Kishy to the parking lot...

"Okay..." Tito said, not quite understanding.

I was still a little dizzy, but being with Don Jorge calmed me down...

"Come on, Kishy..." Don Jorge said, taking my hand... We got lost in the darkness...

"What were you doing behind the tent?" Don Jorge asked me, holding my hand...

"We were just talking with Juli..." I said, a little nervously...

- Kishy, if you don't feel comfortable for any reason, you should tell me...

- No, I was fine... Don't worry...

- Your hand is wet and slippery...

- Yes... It's just that...

- Shhh!... Don Jorge told me... Crouching down...

Instinctively I ducked down... And in the dimness of the night, we saw Sara's dad... And Emi... He was behind her, and she was holding onto the truck with both hands. They were both standing and moving... Emi was moaning very softly... While Sara's dad just kept repeating "oh yes!" in a low voice...

- are...

- I knew it... They were bitten by the kissing bug...

"What?! What is that?!" I whispered to Don Jorge...

- It's a bug that lives in this area... Very dangerous... It causes itching in certain parts, a very unbearable itching...

- a kissing bug?

- What? They never showed it to you in school?

- well...

The kissing bug bites you at night... You don't feel it, you just start to feel an unbearable itch... In areas you can't reach without help... Especially the groin...

- oh really?

- Yes... Emi or Néstor probably got itchy... And they're scratching it... That's the only way to stop it from spreading... If you do it with your hand... It only gets worse...

- Oh no!! And is it contagious? Don Jorge... I think Juli got bitten by a kissing bug...

- Yes? Why do you say that?

Okay... We weren't talking, we were watching Sara and my cousin in the tent... They were also moving strangely... And suddenly...

- And suddenly?

- Juli started scratching her crotch... She was so desperate that she took my hand and made me scratch it...

- Is that why your hand is wet?

- Yes... I'm sorry, I should have told you...

- Well, at least we now know who's infected...

- And if I scratched her... Juli, will she scratch me too?

No... It's not contagious between people, but we should be careful not to get bitten...

Emi started moaning... They were moans of pain... Poor thing... Poor Juli and Sara too, with my cousin... And I thought they were masturbating... How silly of me!!

"Can't we help them?" I asked Don Jorge...

- Not for now... The best antidote is ethyl alcohol...

- Are you referring to the drinks?

- Exactly!! How many were taken?

- like three only...

- We need to increase the dose...

I watched Emi and Sara's dad with concern... It looked like they were having sex, but the poor things were so infected that it was that or die of itching... What a horrible way to die... Thank God Don Jorge always knew what to do...

- Kishy, if it starts to itch... You have to tell me...

- Of course! He'll be the first to know...

- Okay... Let's go to the campfire, we need to give them plenty of alcohol to help them calm down...

- Yeah...

- And Kishy... Don't tell your friends that I know they're infected, it could be very embarrassing for them...

- Yeah, sure... I'll pretend I don't know anything at all... But come on, you need to drink more so you don't end up like poor Emi...

We went back to the campfire...

- And?! Were they in the car?

"Yes!" said Don Jorge... "They're looking for a few things and they'll be right back... Are you girls cold?"

Night was beginning to fall, letting in a light mist...

"A little," said Juli...

Would you like to try some whisky?

"Really?!" Sara asked... But...

Don't worry... If you drink quickly, your dad won't catch you...

I quickly got 5 glasses out and Don Jorge served us all...

- Okay... Let's give a salute to nature and to being here enjoying ourselves...

"Cheers!" we all said and drank the alcohol. I was the first to finish; I didn't want to get infected...

- wow calm down cousin, you're going to choke...

"Come on! Another round!" said Don Jorge as he filled my glass... The others handed him their empty glasses... And in one gulp we took another dose of the antidote...

My throat no longer burned; the whiskey seemed a little less irritating...

- Okay... The last round before your dad gets here, Sarita...

"Another round!!" Sara exclaimed, overjoyed...

We swallowed the last dose whole... I already felt more relieved...

When Emi arrived with Sara's dad, we were dancing and jumping around; I didn't see anyone feeling itchy anymore. Don Jorge was right for once!

- Hey!! Dad!! Where were you?

We went to the car to get some things...

- Daddy!! I love you!

"We were trying to escape the cold... Here..." said Don Jorge, handing the newcomers a large glass of whiskey.

"Wow... Thank you, but it's a lot for me," said Sara's dad...

"Yes, I do want it!" Emi said, accepting the glass that Don Jorge offered her...

Seeing Emi drinking, Sara's dad started drinking too...

- Well... What does it matter...

After half an hour, we were all laughing and already feeling a bit dizzy...

"I need to go to the bathroom..." Sara said...

"I'll go with you..." Tito said...

A few minutes later, Sara's father asked Emi to accompany him back to the car...

I looked at Don Jorge and just by looking at him I understood that the effects of the kissing bug were returning... to everyone!

After a while... And since they hadn't arrived, Juli stopped...

Where are you going?

- to the bathroom...

"I'll go with you... Don't let a wolf appear..." I told him...

Juli took my hand, but instead of going to the bathroom, we went back to the tent... Sara and my cousin were inside again...

- Juli... You didn't want to go to the...

- Shhh... Look...

My cousin was lying down while Sara scratched his thing with her mouth... Of course! I thought... It's the best way to scratch, with something soft like lips...

"What a delicious cock..." Juli said, staring intently at my cousin... and pulling her pants down again...

- Poor thing, it must itch terribly...

- Haha, a dick like that is exactly what I need...

Why? Are you itchy?

- hahaha oh Kishy.... Well yes... A hot itch!!

- But I can't scratch you with my hand... Wait! I know!!

- that?!

I left Juli and ran out to look for Don Jorge...

- Mr. Jorge!! I need urgent help!!

- what's happening!?

- It's Juli... She's having symptoms again!

- where is?

- Come on!!

We caught Juli kneeling on her pants, trying to scratch herself, but it was clear she couldn't reach. No matter how much she pushed her perfect tail back, it seemed her little fingers weren't long enough to reach the point of maximum itching!

We stared at her... She didn't even notice we were back...

"Can you help her?" I whispered to Don Jorge...

- Please... She's my friend!

- Okay... But the only way is if I put my penis in her, it's long enough...

This story seemed familiar to me... But I was so dizzy from the antidote that I didn't really care...

Okay... I'll stand behind her, but I can't see well in this light, you'll have to help me...

How can I help him?

My penis needs to be wet and slippery enough to slide into your friend in one go... You'd have to suck it first to get it hard...

- Yes, Mr. Jorge, whatever you say...

"Okay..." said Don Jorge, taking off his pants...

Don Jorge's cock was big but semi-hard, I started running my tongue all over it to cover it with my saliva...

- You have to suck... Open your mouth wide...

- So....

I just felt like I was suffocating, I felt the tip of his enormous penis in my throat, almost reaching my stomach... Don Jorge grabbed my head and started moving... Anything for my friend... My special friend... Little by little I felt Don Jorge's cock getting harder and harder... Until finally he pulled it out and it looked like a baseball bat...

With tears in my eyes from gagging, I could finally breathe...

Okay, I'm going to stand behind her, and you're going to hold her hips... At first, she might not want to... You have to hold it firmly... Do you understand?

- Yes, Mr. Jorge...

Luckily I was taller and bigger than Juli, so there wouldn't be a problem...

We approached silently, Don Jorge put his pants on the ground and knelt behind Juli with his erect penis pointing at your crotch...

- Friend, it's so good you're here...

"Now!" Don Jorge said, and I grabbed Juli by the hips... The first attempt failed; Don Jorge's penis was too big and only hit Juli's buttocks...

"Help me spread her buttocks!" Don Jorge told me while Juli, confused, was saying to us...

- But what are they doing...!!!

Don Jorge's penis was already inside my friend... Thanks to the fact that I had spread her buttocks and guided Don Jorge's penis with one of my hands in the correct direction...

- Don't worry, friend, it's the only way!!

- But!! No!! What!!

- peaceful!!

- Ow!! It hurts... Ow!! It's so big...

- Don't worry, friend! It'll pass!

Juli remained silent as Don Jorge moved back and forth... Juli began to sigh... Deeper and deeper...

That's it... It's the only way to get rid of the itching...

Juli didn't say anything... She just started following Don Jorge's lead...

I let go of Juli's buttocks... And Don Jorge grabbed my friend by the hips...

Are you okay, Juli!?

- That's so good! Mmm, it feels so deep inside!

That's it!! Let Don Jorge scratch you...

Juli was moving faster and faster...

- Kishy, help me here!!

- What does Don Jorge need?

- It's drying up... I need more saliva!

- clear!

I positioned myself close to my friend's buttocks and opened my mouth so Don Jorge could come out and soak his miraculous baseball bat with my saliva... I put it between Juli's legs and then pulled it out... And then I put it in my mouth, all the way down my throat, and then back inside Juli...

- Can you rub here and put a lot of saliva on it?

- here??

Don Jorge took my hand and put my fingers in my friend's throbbing hole... At first, it disgusted me a little... But then, when I spit on it and my fingers went into her little hole, I began to feel a warmth in my insides... My fingers went deeper and deeper and Juli kept panting...

"Now put your tongue in there..." Don Jorge said, pulling away from Juli. I stood next to Don Jorge, right behind Juli, and with my hands firmly gripping my friend's buttocks, I tried to push my tongue as far as possible into that small opening. It was exactly like in my dream! Maybe it was a premonitory dream! And when I realized it, a tingle ran through my body and my groin began to itch...

- Oh no!!!

- what's happening?!

- It's itching me!!

"Where?" Don Jorge asked me...

- down... In my little shell...

- Oh my god!! Kishy, we have to act fast!

Don Jorge started pulling my pants down, while I continued licking my friend's hole and tried to help my neighbor pull my pants down.

Don Jorge then quickly ran his tongue over me, and began rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy...

- Oh yes!! That's it! It feels delicious!! I told Don Jorge...

I think I shouted too loudly, because from inside the tent Sara asked:

Who's there?

"Can we participate?" Juli asked...

"Of course! Come in!" Sara said...

"What?!" Tito said...

- Relax... We share everything!!

Juli stopped and I stopped too...

"Friend, I'm not alone..." Juli told Sara...

When we entered the tent and they saw Don Jorge... and his enormous penis, Tito jumped up... and ran out of the tent...

And Juli wouldn't let Sara leave...

"Friend... you have to try this..." she told Sara.

Sara looked at Don Jorge's penis and, a little confused, stayed inside the tent...

Juli pushed us and laid Don Jorge down in the middle of the tent. Then we gave Sara her turn so she could scratch herself to the very depths of her being. Sara was jumping and shouting on top of Don Jorge. Then it was Juli's turn... And finally, it was my turn... And the feeling of internal expansion was indescribable. While I was jumping on top of Don Jorge, Juli was kissing me, and Sara had sat on Don Jorge's face... Maybe she was the one whose pussy itched the most... Poor thing...

In the end, poor Don Jorge had to scratch all three of us. While he was with one of them, I licked the other to ease her itching... But I could tell, even though I was quite dizzy, that Don Jorge always spent more time scratching me... In the end, Don Jorge was always there, taking care of me and protecting me... I don't know if it was because of the drinks, but the girls and I ended up peeing while Don Jorge was scratching us... We left a mess in the tent, although I must say it was a delicious mess... After a while, we left the tent, and Tito and Sara's dad were both scratching poor Emi, who seemed to have been the most affected by the kissing bug... We continued drinking alcohol, and my memories are a bit blurry...

When I told the girls about the kissing bug the following week, they laughed and said it had all been a dream, that maybe I'd drunk too much... But that they had never done that...

I dreamt about Don Jorge several nights... And somehow I started to feel strange around him... But that's another story...

End.

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If you enjoyed this story, be sure to read Kishy's stories on my blog.

Gaston Lemark.