Offline/Quietly wake up Nicole

You try to poke Nicole awake through your sleeping bags so she can see this. You don't even care if she makes a noise, you just really want her to see what you've been talking about. After a few forceful pokes she turns her head toward you to see your eyes frantically pointing her to the opposite side of the room. She then turns back toward Hannah. Maybe she was already awake, but if she was she should have noticed what was happening by now. Is she watching? You can't tell if her eyes are open while facing away from you.

Jet is releasing heavy breathes and whispering encouraging words. Hannah is bobbing her mouth over the tip of Jet's cock with only one hand services his tall shaft. She traverses his full impressive length with every steady stroke while sucking and slurping the head. Jet's really into it but he's a little nervous too and tells Hannah to either go faster or be quieter so that they don't wake you.

Hannah leans back, wiping at her mouth. "Huh? They're totally awake, dummy."

"Oh, c'mon!" Jet pushes Hannah away as she laughs. You're not sure if he's actually mad that they got caught or mad that he doesn't get to finish. "Why didn't you say anything?" he complains while covering his erection with both hands, the tip and balls still visible.

"Oh yeah! Don't stop! Keep sucking! Drink it all! Yeah, you definitely wanted me to stop, huh?"

"Okay, but-" Jet looks over at you and Nicole. He crams his meat back through the hole in the front of his tight boxer briefs as the two of you sit up in your sleeping bags. With his whispers said aloud he sure doesn't sound like he's innocent, although he certainly wishes he were. Embarrassed, he just huffs and lays down. "Whatever."

"Aww, poor daddy, don't be like that." Hannah crawls over top of him, straddling Jet's legs. She paws his shorts along the bulky outline of his cock, reaching sideways toward his hip, and leans down to kiss his chest. "Don't worry... Next time... I won't stop... We'll let them watch..."

Jet tosses Hannah aside again. This time she lands in Nicole's lap, laughing just like before.

"Geez, mixed signals or what?" jokes Hannah as she calms down. When she stands she grabs Nicky's hand to pull Nicole up with her. "C'mon. I have to pee."

Your cousin is led outside just like last night, although wearing less than before.

"I didn't really see anything," you lie, trying to make Jet feel better. You seeing his cock isn't really what his problem is. He sits up and points a finger from across the room.

"You better make sure she doesn't tell anyone. I don't want Nicole blabbing and getting me in shit."

"She wouldn't. She won't. I know she won't. She knows that, I promise." You stammer assurances while simultaneously implying that you already talked to her about J&H doing it in here. Jet glares at you and shakes his head before laying back down, openly grumbling to himself.

"Just stupid. She asked if I wanted one. I said yes. Of course I said yes. Morning head's the best. I hate saying no to that."

You nod sympathetically. You've never been in his shoes (you wish you were) but you're sure you wouldn't be able to say no either. You'd probably even risk a handie next to your mom. It's annoying that he has hangups about Nicole though. He let you openly jerk off to his last blowjob, so it must be Nicole. Granted, your participation was Hannah's idea. He may not have wanted you to jerk off, but when a girl already has your dick in her mouth you could see how you might be more open to suggestion.

The girls come back a minute later, Hannah chatting away. It's then Jet's turn to step out for a pee. Once he's gone, Hannah interrupts herself. She tells you and Nicole not to worry about Jet, to pretend the BJ didn't happen. He just gets grumpy sometimes, especially without regular 'attention' but he's a teddy bear on the inside.

Once Jet returns, you similarly step out into the dewy morning air in your boxers to relieve yourself. You can't help but stroke it a little, your cock so needy, but then you need extra time to calm down. Walking back in with a boner would not be cool but you don't want to go all the way right now either. By the time you're settled and head inside the other three are already laughing together, Hannah apparently convincing Jet to share an embarrassing story.

Despite the tense start to the day, you are all happy to lounge around and gossip well into the morning, no one making any attempt to get dressed or make plans. It's not like anyone needs to "do" anything still, and it's warm enough inside the cabin that sitting in your underwear is almost expected. Nicole eventually puts her glasses on, borrows a hairbrush and does her ponytail, all of which makes her look just slightly out of place. In fact the contrast of the dark choker and glasses against Nicole's white undergarments and fair skin really catches your attention and turns you on more than it should. You're so especially thankful that she's comfortable staying in her undies, her little bralet hugging her tiny boobs tightly. She doesn't even check on her clothes after doing her hair.

The refusal to get dressed strikes you as a bit weird. It's not just her though. It's like a competition, trying to be the one to "not-care" the most about their clothes, as if the first to dress would lose some unmentioned game. You'd definitely get teased about it. The time to do it would've been right after the interrupted bj, but you're well past that now. The most dressed anyone dares to get is Hannah when she boasts about coming up with a houdini bra trick at a summer camp she went to. Like most of her stories, no one really believes her, but this time she takes offense to that. So she pulls on a crop top and contorts her body for a few minutes to prove it. None of you are believers until, without ever pulling her hands inside the top, she manages to shake her bra out of the arm of her shirt.

"No way!" gasps Nicole.

"You had to have cheated," you add, secretly impressed.

"It's not cheating, it's magic!" insists Hannah with a bright smile.

You suppose it's the same thing, but now you can't stop thinking about the fact that Hannah's boobs are bouncing freely beneath that crop top. How hard would it be to trick her into doing some yoga?

"Can you magic away other things? I'm still so stiff."

You and Nicole look at each other. What is Jet asking?

"Of course I can! I'm magical! Is it your neck or your back?"

"Both I think. I dunno, I slept funny again." Ah.

"Lay down on my table! I'll make you feel better, daddy," she purrs.

Jet strips off his wife beater and crawls forward, laying prone in the middle of the room. Hannah giddily mounts his back and starts rubbing her hands up and down his body, kneading his shoulders and sensually attending to his neck. He groans and moans a few times, Hannah getting needlessly animated whenever he shares his satisfaction to the room. She pauses just long enough to hop over to her bag, squirt something from a tiny bottle into her hands, then jump back to massaging her man. But the entire length of the massage Hannah gets bogged down in a long-winded story about how she stood in for the massage therapist at some other camp she went to after they had hurt their wrist in a canoeing accident.

"Okay, that's good. Thanks baby."

"You're welcome, daddy!" After Hannah slides off of him she turns to you and Nicole with anticipation. "Anyone else want me to rub them? I'm already lubed up, and I have kind of a healing touch if I say so myself."

As Jet backs away to his sleeping bag he glances warily between you and Hannah. Maybe you should let Nicole take this one.

Volunteer for a backrub

Let Nicole have a backrub