Chapter Three - Tight quarters
A long day was finally over. We had exactly twenty people all jammed into my family’s house... fifteen adults and five children under ten, not counting my Mom and Dad. There they all were, stuffed full with out food and drink, and seemed to be in every conceivable corner of the house. It looked like if we needed to get any more in our home, we would have to grease them up to accomplish that.
I left the house at about a quarter to ten that evening, having more than enough of my whole family for one day. Watching all of this going on like I had t from the time I woke up this morning, all of it was making me feel ever so thankful, that I was an only child at this point. I grinned at that though, thinking about the ‘twin terrors’ that were in the house, causing chaos for all my relatives.
"Yep, good to be a only child..." I giggled to myself
I headed out to the trailer, actually looking forward to the quietness it would hold.. I made sure that the plug was in the outside power outlet, so I had some lights for inside that tin can of my parents. Libby had stayed back to visit with my mother and her own Mother as well for awhile, but I was not about to wait around. I craved to have a little silence, and needed a little space.
The trailer was really dark when I entered it. I searched for the light switch, and found it after a few seconds of being frustrated. Our trailer had only one main light in the very center of the interior, with two smaller lamps attached to the walls over the beds. I looked around at the place that was now lit by the main light, and found myself feeling at ease with the little house on wheels.
It was still a little dim in the trailer, but that shadowing effect seemed to make the place kind of cozy, but the heat of the day had really made it a little hot and stuffy. Flicking the switch to turn on the little fan that was built into the ceiling, I was hoping that would help the heat situation out quickly, as the air seemed so very heavy.
I stood there for a moment and listened, finding that I could barely hear the goings on back in the house from the trailer. I thought that was the best thing of all of this, and knew I would at least give some quiet after the so crazy day... and hoped that the place would cool down just a little as well so I would sleep more soundly.
I readied myself for bed, opting to wear just a old tank top and a pair of underwear for bed. Wearing a nightgown or full set of pyjamas would be mor than a bonehead thing to do, I’d sweat to death in just a couple of hours if I did that. I crawled into the already made-up bed and flicked on the light in that little berth. I had already set out a book out that I had been reading, I settled in to read for awhile, not quite ready for sleeping just yet.
About an hour later, I heard the door of the trailer opening with very annoying creaking noise. Libby stepped in to the trailer, carrying two cans of coke, a couple of very large bags of chips and a small portable televison all while doing a pretty good balancing act to get it all inside.
" Thought you might still be up..." She said, setting the little TV on the counter that was between the foot of both beds. " Your mother gave us this to entertain us.. I got the cokes because I thought you might be thirsty."
I looked at the cans of cokes, and my mind already was grateful. It was so hot in here still, and a cold drink like that would be heaven right now.
" I was reading for awhile, but it is way too hot to even concentrate..." I admitted, thinking that little fan I had turned on had not yet even started to really cool things off in here..
" It is almost like a sauna back in the house right now..." Libby commented, handing me one of the cans of pop. " With Uncle Peter mostly drunk, and Auntie Annabelle about as drunk as he is... I just grab all of this shit and hoped that you were up still."
I put down the book and opened the can while Libby set up the t. She fiddled with the rabbit ears until she had found the best reception she could get out of the old thing. The picture was pretty good, but had a little fuzziness to it. I laughed, as it made everyone on the show that was on, look like they were marshmallows.
" Dig the fuzzy lookin’ people in the television..." I said, laughing. " They were on the fluff cycle too long, I guess..."
" Beats having no tv..." She said nodding her head. " Might as well watch a little...We have to wait until it cools down in here anyway."
" You noticed it, did you?" I smiled.
" Trust me... It is better here, than it is in the house." She said, making a fake panting noise.
I could not disagree with that any, our house always got hot in the summer. That was my fathers fault... he was way too cheap to get air conditioning installed for the house. My mother had been on him for quite a few years to get a air conditioner for the house, but he always found a way to sidestep actually getting it done. I knew that he would not be doing that any time soon.
I put down my pop on a little shelf built into the wall of the berth, as I eyed the salt and vinegar chips she had also handed me. I went to ask Libby something about the wedding preparations that were going to be going on tomorrow, but I found the words were stuck in my throat. My eyes wet large, my mouth found itself instantly dry and my heart felt like it was pounding out of my chest.
I could see that she had her back towards me, and she had started to lift her shirt over her head.. Milky skin that had already been lightly tanned came into view. She had on a black bra, which she undid and had off in seconds, tossing int on to her suitcase. I noted that she had nice gentle curves that I found myself tracing with my eyes, noting how smooth and unblemished her skin was. I stared at her, and found myself transfixed by her beauty.
Libby undid her jeans next, and I watched her push them over the soft roundness of her hips. Matching bikini panties came into view, showing a well curved ass that was so tight and fit looking, I was in awe by how marvellous her butt looked as she threw her jeans on top of her discarded clothing. I could not get my eyes off of her.
Tingling wildly, the center place between my legs seemed to have suddenly come alive out of the blue. I could feel that I was becoming very wet, my folds down there throbbed away and began to heavily soak my panties while I watched Libby. I could not believe that here I was, becoming steadily hornier while I was eyeing up my own girl cousin, her awesome half naked form I could not pull my eyes from.
I continued to watch as she put a tight black camisole over her naked torso while still faced away from me, I finally made myself look away and tried to stop my mind from doing what it was doing... not to mention trying to halt my body’s reactions to Libby’s luscious curves. I was now feeling a great amount of confusion, not to mention I felt so embarrassed at how I was reacting to her undressing.
I bit my lip, as fought to stop this thing from happening to me. My mind swirled and danced with the vision I had captured, my mind wanting to have seen her beautiful bare form from the front. My panties now were feeling even more wet and clung tightly to the juncture of my thighs while I tried to push these things away from conscious thought and keep my face turned away
" Hey, are you alright there?" Libby asked, probably seeing that I was turned away.
" Yeah, I am..." I said, hearing my own voice shake as I answered her. " Just a long day, I guess.
I took a tentative look and I felt my heart pound harder than it had been. The camisole Libby now wore showed off her remarkably ample breasts that were under the silky fabric, and just how they hung there in such glory with the nipples visible through the very light covering. I could actually see them rise and fall with every breath she took, which made my own body twitch a little. I forced my eyes to look up at her face, but that did little to calm my arousal Her face was shining with the sweat that had accumulated from the heat in this cramped place, adding to how great she looked. I fought to focus on anything that I could other than her, but I was not doing very well.
She slipped into her own bed with such a graceful motion, I felt myself actually suck in a sharp breath while I watched,. as it was so breathtaking to watch.. I watched how the muscles in her cute ass moved and danced as she moved with simple smoothness as she glided into the bed. Just watching her made my already wet panties get extra soaked. As she settled herself into bed to watch the television, her boobs swayed with each movement under the gaze of my hungry eyes.
We both fell into watching some movie that was on at the time, a older one that we had both seen before. We drank our pops and ate chips for awhile, while mindlessly chatting about different things that just popped into our heads as we watched the movie. I was glad that we had started to talk, it seemed to divert my mind from all of my feelings I was having, but I could not stop them completely. Her milky skin and curvy form seemed to just fuel what ever it was in that was driving all of these urges I was having.
I made sure that she did not see my continued reactions to the best that I could, but she did ask a second time why I seemed a little spacey tonight. I lied my ass off, and told her again that this was such a long day. Thankfully she took my explanation at face value, because inside I was horrified that she could have end up finding out that I was literally lusting at her. I guess I was hiding it from my own self as well, confused with why I was actually being attracted by her so much.
Four years ago, I was afraid to even be near her for the fact that she would literally torment me... now with our relationship changed over that time, I wanted to touch her... to feel her... and for her to feel me.
" This is insane" I told myself many times through out the evening, as those thoughts and feeling kept coming.
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The trailer was dark, and quiet, and there was no low hum of noise coming in from the house any more either. Everyone was sound asleep, both in the house and in here... everyone but me. I was still laying there wide awake, my mind rambling over things that I was really wishing that it would not. I could not get my brain to quit.
I layed there in the silence that hung around me, hearing only the constant breathing of Libby over in her bed. The girl had been sound asleep for perhaps forty minutes or more now, while I had tossed and turned all this time in an effort to fall asleep myself. It appears that some people have all the damned luck..
We had finished the movie, both of our pops and chips and rolled over after talking over all the stuff we were going to do with the others in the bridal party. We were both in agreement of one thing pertaining to things... last minute things really seemed so boring to the both of us.
It was a little cooler finally in the trailer, even though the heavy humidity was making it a little sticky feeling this night. With my panties still feeling wet as well from earlier on, it just added to the uncomfortable night.
Here I was laying awake... frustrated, confused as hell and felt so damned sticky. I knew that this combination spelled out a long night of laying here unable to even get a hint of sleep. I wanted to get some sleep so desperately by this time... to the point of making myself feel a little crazy with it... so I needed to do something.
I decided firstly, I really needed to get rid of the sticky feeling underwear I was wearing, it was a constant reminder of my total lusting for Libby. I took a look through the darkness before I did anything, wanting to make sure that the girl was indeed asleep. Her form was not moving in the shadowed dimness of the other side of the trailer, and the way she was breathing told me she was in a very deep sleep.
I lifted my hips and began to push the offending panties off of my body, feeling the fabric come off of my private place and relieve the stickiness. My little place started to twitch wildly again, showing that it was still quite active. I guided my underthings down and off of myself, then balling them up and stuffing them under my pillow for the time being. With them off and me just laying there, it seemed like my body was in overdrive, that little place was wanting some attention.
I had touched myself quite a few times in the curiosity that we all probably had felt at one point or another, and enjoyed sensations that came with them when I explored myself. I never quite had brought myself to that thing called an ‘orgasm’, always I had been afraid that even in the shower where I tried it most... I might get caught doing that. The feeling of wanting to touch myself art this moment was stronger than I ever had felt before... the little skin folds of my place seemed to be crying out for me to do it. I layed there for a few moments, hoping that my urge would go away... it did not.
I moved my one hand down deeper into the covers that lightly covered me, feeling my own fingers tracing down my tummy, and getting those sparks of pleasure shoot through me as I did. I found myself actually excited, my mind demanding me to go on.
I reached where my light dusting of hair started, and that made me shutter and gasp. It was so good feeling, even though my mind had the image of a very naked Libby playing in it. I felt my little parts tingle a little stronger, urging my fingers to dip themselves a little lower...just a little lower, and to touch it.
" Just for a moment..." I told myself as my mind whirled, promising to not go very far with it.
Emboldened with my self-promise, I moved my hand lower to my awaiting little thing. When my fingertips barely brushed the now erect folds of my body, I jumped and let out a long sigh. The sensations that shot through me were incredible, as the slickness I found added a heightened level of everything. Brushing the nub so ever lightly with my forefinger, my whole body instantly twitched in reaction... that urge that had been pushing me to touch myself, now was a screaming and pleading feeling for more.
I started to make little circles around the sensitive little bump at the top of my place, making my body vibrate as I did. The feelings were now more intense than ever before, making my finger start to move a little quicker and my legs come open on their own. I shuttered as my fingers traced the skin that normally his the little nub, I could feel the wetness of the hole just under it oozing and that just seemed to deepen the sensations ten fold.
I shifted so I was completely on my back, my knees coming up as I found the need for better access to myself. My finger than took it upon itself to go a little lower, and they started to dip in between the two folds that were now so responsive under my touches... and felt how my excited center was wide open and calling for me to explore myself more...it’s siren call was drawing me, unwilling to let up.
I inserted my finger, knowing in my mind that I had never gone this far with myself before. It felt like soft velvet as the muscles of my channel began to grip my finger as it slid in easily. I gasped as it went deeper, causing my hips to move slightly to push my excited place upwards. The finger slid in all the way, and it was the most fantastic feeling that gripped me. I held it there for awhile, enjoying it.
I started to pull my fingers out, and my body quivered and ached for me to return them back inside. I pushed my finger back in, and that sent even more sensations busting through my body, gripping me in rapture. I repeated the motions again, and my whole body responded by shuttering and the velvet wall of my own insides to grip my fingers a little more tightly with such desirable results. I repeated it, and groaned.
Going in and out more in a rhythm now, I had to bit my lip to stop a whimper from coming out... and waking the sleeping form which had been the motivation for all of this. My little place was sending shocks through me like I had never felt before, urging me to explore even further and with more intensity. I pushed my finger in as far as it would go, my hips lifting my sex up to meet it in answer to it sliding in. I moved my other hand under my tank top, soon my fingers were feeling my erect nipples and now firmed breasts to add to everything my body was experiencing. My breath became deep and ragged, my need was insatiable
I arched had to let out a little moaning sound when my finger was fully in again, sending my mind to swoon with the feelings. My mind was playing out that it was Libby’s hand that was sending me into orbit... that it was her hand pinching away at my nipples and kneading my breasts while she softly whispered in my ear to let myself go. It was so real, and it was causing something to be building up deep in me... building and growing with ever single prob that I did.
My hand now had a mind of it’s own by this time, as I had suddenly slipped two of my fingers to settle inside of me. I gasped, as that feeling of fullness which made my head spin. I pushed my hand to begin to go even faster, my fingers reaching even deeper into my wet vastness, wanting to find that certain something that would release the building and inviting forces that seemed to have taken over my entire body.
I let go of my breast with my free hand, and sunk that one between my legs as well, fuelled by need. That hand’s fingers were now on my little nub, while the hand that had the digits inside of me continued to thrust into me. With the imagined voice of the girl I was fantasizing about still telling me how amazing this was, I felt as if I was going to explode. I jammed my fingers strongly inside of my wetness, and used the other hand to pinch that little sensitive spot they worked on. Just as I did both actions, something inside felt like it let go.
I was engulfed by a force that shook me to my core. Wave aver wave of pleasure shot through me, making my whole body vibrate wildly and my blood pound in my ears. I turned my head and bit the pillow hard, my whole body quaking, my hand speeding my finger into myself as I road whatever this was while my wetness literally flew around my fingers. I felt a little cry leave my throat, and thankfully was muffled by the pillow in my mouth.
It started to pass, and I just collapsed on to the bed with my muscles still vibrating a little. I felt a peace come over me, as my body felt cooled by the amazing amount of sweat that coved me from top to bottom. I moved my hands away from my now relaxed little place, and felt how covered they were with my own wetness. I felt totally spent, and in a state of bliss while I layed there. I sighed deep, as I felt finally... satisfied.
I could feel the wetness around my place had soaked me from waist all the way down to my bum and both sides of my thighs as well.. I was surprised to also notice that the sheets under me were drenched. I took a long sigh in as I settled myself down more, thinking over what had just happened to me.
" Holy Shit!" My mind said to me, as my body seemed to slowly returning to normal.
I used my hidden panties I had to wipe off my hands thoroughly, and try to wipe up my lower places the best that I could, so I could quickly return them under the pillow. I noticed in the dim light that came from the flood lamp outside, there was a little blood was mixed in to the wetness on the pantie’s fabric. Knowing what this was all about from my sex-ed classes at school... this meant that I had taken my own virginity in the process.
I felt myself grimace as folded the little things back up and stuffed them back under the pillow, as my own panties soiled like that were now just really gross to me. I was hoping that I could find a way to secretly stash them away somewhere in my bags once the morning came, so Libby would not get the idea of what I had just done. That would be the most embarrassing thing if she even had a clue about what I just did.. And all with in less than twenty feet from where she was sleeping.
I noticed that finally I was beginning to feel very sleepy, as my mind was now quieted. I rolled myself towards the wall of the trailer to get away from the uncomfortably cold feeling of the wet sheets from my little self-play. I shifted just right, and found that precious dry spot to be just what I needed.
I worried that the wet area of the bed would not be dry before Libby would be awake in the morning, but at the same time...I was feeling too tired now to really let myself over worry. The heaviness of my eyes now were beginning to set in, and I was more than happy to answer it’s call.
Finding the perfect way to lay, the tightness I had felt through out the evening was now gone, and the blissfulness that now came over me let ever part of me enjoy it. With a soothed murmur and the lightness of satisfaction, I fell asleep without even realizing it.
Throughout the night, ever one of my dreams I had... were filled with Libby. Perhaps that was why I slept so soundly.