In a hushed tone she complained to being cold. She was now facing the other way when she nudged up closer to me. The vibes told the story it just wasn’t the same as the morning kiss. There was guilt to be shared when we began kissing. Sally pulled the blanket out from the corner covering both of us.
With the hot weather we had opened our sleeping bags doubling them up for additional padding from the ground and only used sheets to cover us. It was the temperature that was most dramatic. The rain turned steady with distance thunder. That’s when I knew something was in store. Peeking at her dressing into night clothes she as well shunned her panties. All that sticky cum didn’t dry well during the day and just in case it happened again I wanted as little as possible in the way of my sister’s hand. I prepared myself by not wearing underwear. Instructed if the tent leaked or we wanted comfort from any thunder or lightning to come knocking on the trailer door. He was right, while we toasted marshmallows the rain started in light drizzle and the temperature had definitely dropped. Dad said the weather was going to turn sour with rain due at night and cool weather for the next few days but at least it would be sunny. Scrambling to regain our composure she surely knew something was up but nothing like what had happened. The kiss turned passionate with our tongues swirling around the others until Mom was outside the tent door. Attempting to rise looking directly into her eyes I bent my head to hers and kissed her on the lips. It was me who tumbled landing half on her half off. Laying there we talked about what we might do for fun. As usual we looked the other way while we dressed. It was a little uncomfortable for both of us.
We both heard Mom and Dad outside fixing breakfast. A few minutes after beginning it all came to an end when that feeling of euphoria began and inside my white briefs I expelled that wondrous fluid called sperm.
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She hadn’t a clue on how to jerk me to climax but that didn’t matter, any ones hand beside mine felt good. I lay quietly and very still although it was almost impossible with someone else’s hand moving across my dick. Once or twice she attempted to pull the elastic band away but stopped short of putting her hand inside them. Through my pajamas and underwear she traced the outline of my hog. I awoke but pretended to be asleep when she mumbled my name three times before moving her head down. What happened next was a shocker, our positions were reversed, her behind me with a hand on my belly. I quickly rolled the other way grabbing my dick wanting to jerk off right there but thought better of it. I thought I heard her let out a slight sigh when she began to stir. Slowly and gently I massaged her tit finding her nipple under the thin nightgown I played with it feeling it grow into a rigid nub.
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My dick had already started inflating and was at full staff.
With no response I let my hand drift towards her front until it encased her breast. I quietly called her name once, then again in a slightly louder whisper. I was tempted and never touching one before. I have no idea how long I had been like this. Surprised finding myself close to my sister, not spooning but damn near and my hand was on her side. Sometime in the middle of the night I awoke. Hot and humid all day and the tent held the heat with only a slight breeze making it through the mesh screen. The first night was quite uneventful, on the second night there seemed to be an unusual aura between. Not that would be a problem since we did get along nicely. That meant my sister and I would share a tent together. Mom and dad announced on our annual camping vacation they were renting a small travel trailer, the bad part it only slept two.