Offline/Let Brayden sleep in the tent
There's all this pressure put on you to ruin someone's day, but you suddenly realize that what you're actually picking is who you want to sleep with tonight...
"Uh... Brayden... you can sleep here tonight."
"Yes!" He fistpumps and bounds away, bragging to Wade about how cool it will be. Beth meanwhile looks hurt.
"What about me?"
You're starting to think of all sorts of things that include her, but you can't get ahead of yourself. "Aw, Beth, y'know... It's just too crowded out here. I don't even know if Brayden will fit. But hey, you and I will have the cabin to ourselves tonight. No annoying brother to bug you."
That doesn't cheer her up. She's still missing out on a cool experience. With a huge frown, Beth crosses her arms to advertise her disappointment. Uncle Mike comes back a minute later with Auntie Grace and Uncle Dave in tow, all of them carrying mishmashed bundles of sleeping bags, bed rolls and mattresses with them.
"Where's mine? Where's mine?" bounces Yulia, excited but concerned when she doesn't immediately see her belongings among those being relocated into the wilderness.
"We're not doing it that way," says Uncle Mike. He goes on to explain that bunks are no longer assigned; they are just filling up the tent with sleeping bags and whoever fits will fit. It seems a crude but effective way of accomplishing this, but makes more sense when you realize that Asha may have puked on more than just her own things. Only 5 sleeping bags fit inside the tent, and crammed together at that, with Uncle Mike carrying back one that couldn't be made to work. There's still no direction as to who will get to use these newly made bunks but the adults don't seem to care about such minor details so long as there is some new place for the kids to sleep.
Uncle Dave beckons you all back to camp for a forced family activity, the now expected fireside songs and drinking commencing afterward. It's basically dusk by the time the 3 teams - Uncles, Aunts, and kids - all collectively "win" their respective events. You do overhear some of the tent details being worked through case-by-case during these activities but few seem to factor in the reality of the tent situation itself. Asha is staying with Aunt Becky obviously. Nicole chooses to bunk with her mom, while Yulia and her sister have to pester theirs before they are allowed to go tenting. Meanwhile you hear Wade's mom (step mom?) firmly state that he won't be going out there but you're not sure she ever tells him that.
When the adults start drinking is when the real fun starts. Laughter becomes more raucous and jokes become dirtier as night falls and inebriation sets in. The kids all run around in unruly ways, splitting up and recombining into different groups trying to play different games at the same time. Many of them eventually run out into the woods to play in the new tent, but you're more interested in inebriation than playtime.
After the drinks start flowing you sneak some beer for yourself just to see if you can get away with it. It tastes sorta okay, not that you know anything about beer. It could be non-alcoholic for all you know, but it's interesting enough for you to want some more. It's not about the taste anyway. It's the idea that you could honestly claim you got drunk one time at a party. And that entices you to grab a second cup. You also feel super cool walking around with your shirt off holding your nondescript cup of beer, pretending you're one of the adults. This is probably what highschool parties feel like, half naked and getting drunk.
You're about to go back for your third beer when you notice Beth sulking in a camping chair staring at the campfire looking miserable. Her cap is sitting in her lap and her arms are crossed below her pale little nipples, still topless like yourself, and it's plenty warm enough for it. She acted fine during all that family stuff so you're not sure who pulled her back to this sully attitude.
"Hey! What's up Beth? What's wrong with you?"
"Hmph."
"What're you, mad? Why're you mad?"
"Cuz I can't go out to the tent."
"Go out?"
"Yeah, everyone's playing out there at the tent and I'm not allowed."
"What? Who said? I never said that! I only said you shouldn't sleep there."
Beth's frown magically disappears. "Huh?"
"Yeah! Why can't you go run around and be an idiot with all the other idiots. Who cares?"
A sudden ball of excitement, Beth jumps up and scampers away only to double back and slam herself into your side, giving you an extended appreciative hug. You rub your hand down the full length of her bare back while she thanks you incessantly. Your fingers dip even lower onto the cheeks of her slim rear end, your thumb dragging and playing with the high waist of her thin shorts. You're still tickled that there's nothing under them but she runs off before you get too handsy.
With Beth's mood improved, you sneak another beer and continue to wander around the campfire feeling smug. Sadly it doesn't last. Aunt Clara noticed and asks your parents if you're allowed to drink. Mom fiercely wags her finger but dad takes your side after you claim it's "just one". Even though you're allowed to keep it, it's clear you're not getting any more. But the joke's on them because you bet you're super drunk already and they couldn't even tell.
Still clutching your cup of maturity, you stand on the edge of different conversations listening in while the adults jabber on about all sorts of things. Your uncles have some funny stories and some dirty jokes but they lose you once they get into politics. Your aunts have some dirty stories too, but weird mind-fucky stories of defective tampons and substitute sex toys. Some of your aunts are annoyingly light on details and others share way too much, but once childbirth mishaps surface you decide not to listen to that for too long or else you may not be able to look some of your aunts in the eye ever again.
A couple hours go by before you try to be a highschooler for real. Jet and his girlfriend Hannah are out on the fringe of the party chatting with Auntie Grace and none of them notice or care when you sit with them. Theirs seems the most normal out of all the conversations, but it's mostly them talking about other times they got drunk. And they are definitely drunk, so much so that you doubt they're drinking the same stuff you are.
Jet and Hannah keep swapping slow sloppy kisses, interrupting themselves often. Auntie's face looks flush and she wobbles a lot as she talks even though she's sitting. Then you notice that Hannah keeps slipping her hand inside of Jet's pants, right in front of Grace, but Grace is all but daring her to. There's even one interlude where the two girls ignore Jet's very compelling story about his car stereo and playfully flirt with each other until they are both sat in Jet's lap.
He doesn't seem to know how awesome he has it as Jet leaves to find Lizzy since she's supposed to be getting drunk with them. You try to (unsuccessfully) slide into Jet's place, but sadly Hannah and Auntie Grace are not looking to share your lap. Grace does bring up the sunbathing incident though, and how "someone" interrupted her. When Hannah says she's never been brave enough to sunbathe naked, that sends your drunken aunt rambling. For the next 20 minutes your Auntie Grace overshares how amazing growing up with a pool can be.
A lot of details aren't made especially clear (she is drunk after all) but you gather that she's been swimming since she was really little, she used to almost always swam naked, and she was constantly swimming, which meant she was naked a lot. Uncle Mike, her brother (actually her step brother) loved to tease her about it but she would tease him right back, the two of them coming up with various games to settle their differences. Though alluding to all sorts of things that may have happened, she doesn't say very much either. But it seems to you that she and Uncle Mike are much closer siblings than they should be.
As storytime with Grace peeters out, she throws her arm around your shoulder, nuzzles her nose against yours, and shouts, "You're totally going to spank it to me later aren't you, you cute lil' hornball?"
You're so thankful Uncle Dave still has his guitar going. Hannah grabs Grace, telling her how bad she is, before the two of them stumble off to find Jet.
You can tell it's getting late, the buzz from your beer having faded and your eyes getting heavier, but there aren't any clocks you can check. Wandering over to see dad, you try to ask him what time it is when Uncle Mike pipes up with, "I thought you would have put my kids to bed by now!" Your other uncles laugh. He's joking, but he's not really joking, and follows it up with how cranky B&B can get when they don't sleep well and how you'll only ruin your own vacation if you don't stay on top of that. Annoyed but dutifully heeding your uncle's suggestion, you trek out into the trees to find Beth.
The ruckus from the campfire lessening once inside the woods, you gradually hear new kinds of laughter. Flashlights point out of the tent and reach out into the forest, moving this way and that as if searching for something. You walk up from behind the tent and stick your head in front of the flap to catch whatever is going on. Brayden and Wade are by themselves, parked just inside, Wade's hand stuck firmly down the front of his PJs.
"What's up?"
"Nothin," Wade replies, a blank expression on his face, trying to look past you. He then wordlessly removes his hand from his dick, like an afterthought.
"Okay. Where's everyone else?"
Wade and Brayden share a look, their flashlights still pointed out into the darkness. You turn and notice a pull up laying on the ground nearby. That's when a beam shooting from the tent lights up Wade's sister galivanting through the forest with May, both of them stark naked. That is not what you were expecting to find, two of the youngest girls here streaking the woods late at night. You don't get the diaper thing though. That girl's the same age as May, isn't she? She's gotta be potty trained by now so you don't know why she needs to wear a diaper all the time, although you suppose, on this one rare occasion, she isn't.
Another flash of light and flash of skin catches your eye, but this time the light is coming from the trees. It's your sister deftly darting between the foliage holding a flashlight. One of the boys' spotlights hit her long enough for you to confirm as much. She's only slightly more decent than the much younger girls, wearing both pieces of Asha's stringy swimsuit instead of just the bikini top that she had paired with panties earlier. While the younger girls are only a few trees away from you effectively running in a circle, Emma is a decent way out and moving more swiftly, gradually closing distance with the tent as you follow your sprightly sister with great curiosity.
It all makes sense after another moment. The laughter echoing from the forest is not just hers; Emma is chasing someone. Flailing limbs fade in and out of the darkness, the laughter coming closer. You catch sight of a familiar pair of knee length leggings but are surprised to see Yulia is the one wearing them as she steps out onto a pseudo trail with a clear path to the tent.
The boys quickly illuminate her once spotted and she beelines for them like a moth to a flame, but does so cautiously, slowing down to a near walk as she's partially blinded. The slim blondie is wearing only Beth's bottoms, the garment looking twisted and hanging low on her hips as she nears you.
"Got you!"
Your sister grabs her prey by the arm, sending Yulia squealing with laughter as the two of them hug each other. A few seconds later Beth appears from the darkness lagging behind Emma and crashes into the other two girls with more giggles. It doesn't seem she replaced her pants with anything, her butt aglow thanks to the boys. You can only guess what's going on, but your sister grabs hold of Yulia's twisted teal waistband and yanks on them wildly. Beth helps with both hands, Emma limited to only one while holding her flashlight together with some other clothing. The two of them fight Yulia, the younger girl squealing and stubbornly holding onto her bottoms even as they are dragged down her thighs, all of them working to widen and distend the waist of the pants well beyond their limit.
Yulia eventually gives up on the pants, turning away from the leering flashlights and using her hands to cover her face. Emma makes her step out of them and then balls them up with the other articles she has before tucking the bundle under her arm. Triumphant, Emma and Beth take turns slapping Yulia's ass, the younger girl squealing and spinning, blindly trying to avoid their hands.
"Uh... sis? What are y'all doing?"
"EEE-" shrieks Yulia for a second before covering her own mouth.
"Justice?" your sister calls out. She waves her own flashlight in your direction, battling the ones hitting her. "Don't worry, it's just my brother."
Beth races toward you, a crackling ball of energy. She jumps to a stop, bouncing butt naked in front of the tent, her narrow hips and smooth pussy lips quickly lit up by two flashlights at close range as snickers come from behind the flap. "Jay! Jay! We're playing a game! Wanna play? Your sister's super fun!"
That's one way to put it. You had no idea just how "fun" she was. Sure, she's always silly when playing with Asha but you learned years ago to steer clear of them when they got too annoying. Was this the kind of way Emma liked to play with her friends now? Is this the giggling you've heard passing by her room? If so, you've been missing out.
Emma comes closer, retrieving the bundle from under her arm. Yulia tails close behind her for cover. The naked dancers notice the group that's forming and also crowd around, May flushing her sister out into the open. You assume the clothes in Emma's hand are the other girls' underwear as you can only make out panties past Beth's leggings. You're not sure where the rest of their clothes are as you didn't spot anything but sleeping bags inside the tent.
"Have you ever worn a bikini before, Jay?" your sister asks with a mischievous grin.
"Yeah! You have to wear it and then do this!"
Hyper nudie Beth spins around and lunges at Emma, swiping down at the front of the bikini bottoms. A finger or two snags the front and drags them down, flashing skin for a split second before the bikini snaps back up into place, but Beth did manage to reveal your sister's compact slit, slightly more mature with the hood of her clit barely noticeable but equally as bald as all the other cunts prancing around her.
Both shocked and amused, Emma backs away briefly before smacking Beth with her own pants. The girls all start giggling again and quickly drift away from the tent. Seems your sister's offer for you to join wasn't sincere. All the same, you'd probably get in the most trouble if you were caught out here playing with a bunch of naked little girl cousins, so you shouldn't stick around.
"Uh, guys? Hey. Hold up! Uncle Mike said it's Beth's bedtime."
Emma brings the group to a stop. Beth starts bitching, blubbering, begging, but soon bitterly stomps away toward the camp, the glow of the big fire barely visible through the trees. But she's stomping away without a shred of modesty.
"Beth, wait a second. Beth!"
Beth doesn't even flinch. Running up to your sister, you grab the bundle she's holding and take off with it. The girls all squeal while the tent just laughs. You catch Beth before she pops out into the open at least, forcing the grumpy girl to step into her pants, then throw the collection of panties in the direction of the tent. Hopefully your sister finds it before the adults do, but it's not your fault if she gets them all in trouble.
Walking Beth to your cabin, you notice her pants seem a few sizes too big now. The once snug fitting waist floats loosely around her, the fabric sagging down her hips and drooping halfway off her bum once you've walked to your cabin. They were still good enough to lead her through camp at night, but she can't really wear them anymore.
After entering the cabin, Beth promptly wiggles out of her pants then steps straight into a pair of panties she picks up from the floor. Your dick wants to stop her from grabbing her nightie but it's totally reasonable for her to get ready for bed, so you shut your mouth, close the door, and start to do the same.
Undressing feels very necessary as you find the cabin is super stuffy. The one window you had cracked somehow slid closed at some point and allowed the cabin to heat up to an uncomfortable degree, the sun roasting the small sealed building, something that you still feel several hours after night has set in.
Beth holds onto the flashlight while you investigate the window to find out why it won't stay open. She has already sat down and is pointing the flashlight upwards at a terrible angle to be of much help to you. You'd like to open both windows to get a cross breeze - not that it's remotely windy - or even crack the first one to get a trickle of cooler air, but as you walk between the two windows and weigh your options, Beth groans and pulls off her nightie, sprawling out atop her sleeping bag in just her panties, confirming that it is quite warm in here. You were just entertaining leaving the door open for a while, but suddenly the prospect of living with a room full of hot stuffy air doesn't seem so bad.
With a dramatic sigh you give up any hope of ever opening the windows ever again, mumbling something about them both being stuck while your semi returns for a visit. Nothing left to do, you lay down in your boxers next to Beth and immediately ask her if she wants to try kissing your penis again. Subtlety isn't your forte when you're tired.
"Why would I want to do that?"
"You were kinda into it earlier, weren't you? And we're alone now so you could go for as long as you want. I know I'd sure like it if you tried some more."
Beth smiles and shakes her head. "No thanks. That was just to annoy Brayden."
"What? How would you kissing my dick annoy Brayden?"
"Because everything annoys Brayden! But I knew he'd be mad if I got to do something he didn't."
"So... what? You didn't like it at all?"
She tries to hide her smile, slightly embarrassed. "I dunno. It was... I dunno! I... I'm not gonna tell!"
Well that's not a no. She's not going to jump on your dick the way something in the back of your mind had hoped she might, but there's still potential here. Suddenly unhappy with your boxers, you decide to stand up and take them off, stripping all the way. Your semi starts to swell as soon as it's in the open. Beth whines right away.
"Jaaay! I said nooo! I'll be Bobby again laaaater!"
"Yeah, I heard you. Relax. It's just so hot in here. If I can't open the window then there's no way I can sleep while wearing anything."
"Oh. Okay," she nods, immediately accepting your desire to don your birthday suit. Wasn't she Billy before? Either way she still giggles to herself when you bend down to unzip your sleeping bag, your half-mast dick swinging and bobbing while she holds the flashlight. She turns it off shortly after you open your bag the whole way, at least letting you lay back down before saying goodnight and plunging you both into darkness.
What's her deal? You swore she was more into sucking you off than she's letting on now. Is she just tired and cranky? Annoyed you took her away from the party? It's probably for the best if she just gets some sleep then. You could find something else to do, something that might yet satisfy an urge or two, even if you're also tired. And yet this might be the only chance you'll get to see if she'll do stuff with you.