Offline/Get some alone time
When the kids are finished eating, they rush off to the cabin while you hang back. You gather their plates and bring them to where your mom and Aunt Clara are washing up. Then, dressed for swimming, the herd of children stampedes out of the cabin and off toward the river. Now is your chance to finally be alone.
If only it were that easy. You watch Nicole beat you there, and she has Lizzy with her. You take a moment to look for somewhere else you could jerk off. Most of the adults are sitting at a table talking. That means there must be an empty cabin somewhere. It would be hard to explain if someone walked into their cabin to find you jerking off. You could figure out where your parents are staying and pretend to be napping if they come inside.
"Justice!" Uncle Willy calls you, "Where's Jet? Nah, nevermind, you'll do. Come take a seat!
"Ummm... why?" you ask, trying not to be rude.
"Because you might learn something. Because we need generation whatever the hell you are to even this out. Just sit!"
You sit beside your dad and listen to Uncle Willy dominate the conversation. You don't know much about politics, and hardly care about the other topics you're inexplicably supposed to contribute to, but it is clear everyone only agrees with his wild takes to avoid an argument so you do the same. You are trapped there, nodding and shrugging when prompted for an opinion, not really listening to the conversation. Instead, you watch his hairy beer gut tighten up and shake every time he laughs and wonder if this man owns a shirt. Out of everyone here, he is the last one you want to see topless. Yet you haven't seen a shirt on him since he got off the bus. He might not have been wearing one then. You know he was definitely wearing one when he got on the bus. Probably.
Aunt Clara interrupts to collect Uncle Willy's plate for him. She momentarily pauses beside the table to watch Jet and his girlfriend pass by, arm in arm, quietly laughing to each other. "Those two are so sweet. Jet really found a winner with that Hannah girl, didn't he? She's such a nice girl, really trying to fit in. It would be nice if they spent more time with us."
"They are teenagers Clare-Bear. They've got other things on their minds, eh Justice?" Uncle Willy notes with a wink in your direction. Clara gives him a look, but continues her thought.
"I do understand they are enamored with each other, the way she looks at him like he's the only person in the world. That's a special thing. Young love is wonderful."
"Young love?" chuckles Willy, nearly choking on his beer. "You mean how they keep going out to their cabin to bump uglies?" Some of the adults laugh at Uncle Willy's joke, but they're probably being polite.
"Oh, Willy, don't be crass."
"Well you're sounding a bit naive, Clare-Bear. Unless I'm remembering wrong, you were a teenager once, weren't you? In fact, I have quite a few first hand accounts of all of your 'young love' back when we were-"
Uncle Dave coughs loudly to interrupt Willy's drunken ramblings and grab his attention while Aunt Clara hurriedly walks away with the plates. "Alright, alright, that's enough there, Willy."
"Oh, is it now?" he asks, pretending to be offended. "You're not still jealous, are you Dave? That was ages ago! Besides, you married her in the end, so I don't know why you care so much that I got inside her first."
"...what?" you ask. You had to have misheard that.
Your dad pats you knee and shakes his head, silently telling you not to get involved. "C'mon, Will. There are children present."
Uncle Willy just chuckles some more. "Don't get all prudish now. Kids aren't stupid. Besides, I bet your son can relate, eh Justice!" There are several sudden glances toward you as people try to work out just what he is insinuating. When Willy notices this he waves his hand. "No, no, I didn't mean it like that! I'm just saying you can't shelter kids from sex. They're determined to learn about it one way or another. I can't count the number of times Wade has walked in on me and Sarabell in the bedroom. Maybe the first few times was an accident, but you can't blame a boy for being curious! Better to learn from family than from a stranger anyhow. God knows they've seen it all on the internet already, right?"
Your dad leans into you and whispers, "This is why you shouldn't drink, son. It's a good thing your mother isn't around."
Uncle Willy calls out your dad for not sharing. "What's that?"
"I just said you would think Wade would've learned by now. Learned his lesson, I mean."
"Yeah, the boy's not too bright, not like Gem. She learned her lesson real quick, I'll tell you what. That little girl's eyes went wide as saucers the first time she saw her daddy's asshole! We told her to knock, but now she knocks on every single door. I swear I caught her knocking on the cupboard in case some mice were getting it on in the cereal. Guess she's not all that bright neither, especially since she still opens the door after knocking. Who knows what's going on inside that kid's head."
"Maybe you need to fix your locks," Uncle Mike suggests.
"Then I wouldn't have such great stories!" Willy laughs. "I can't be the only one. None of y'all have had a kid walk in on you doing the deed?"
Everyone looks around, but when your dad starts to speak you get worried you might be repressing something.
"Not exactly, but... well, speaking of learning, I did walk in on Emma playing doctor once."
"See? I'm tellin' ya, they are gonna learn!" notes Willy. "So? You gonna spill the story behind that? Who was the lucky neighbor boy?"
"No, no, nothing like that. It was just her and Asha."
Aunt Becky looks surprised. "Really? You've never mentioned this."
"Well it's not like anything happened. I mean, gosh, it was a few years ago now. But... well, I was putting laundry away, and I opened Em's door. I thought they were still playing outside with Jay, so I never even considered knocking. But when I walked in, there was Em on her back, legs in the air, Asha delivering a baby."
"She does love babies," Aunt Becky shares.
"Doesn't sound like they were learning much," notes Willy. It's your dad's turn to chuckle.
"Trust me, they were "learning" plenty. Neither had a stitch of clothing on. That's the part that threw me. I asked why the doctor had to be naked and Em replied that she wasn't naked because she was wearing a stethoscope. But the doctor is supposed to have the stethoscope, I said. Turns out Doctor Emma went into labor after delivering Asha's baby!"
Everyone chuckled at that. "Yeah, that's not so bad," Uncle Mike says, nodding. "That's definitely a better way for kids to experience these things; playing with other kids."
"Yeah, that's their favorite game," your dad adds. Maybe you heard that wrong too...
"I'm not saying they shouldn't," Uncle Willy concedes, "But there's not much for a pair of girls to learn from each other, is there? I mean, they've got the same parts!"
Aunt Becky speaks up then. "I learned lots from my sisters," she says. "It's important girls play together." That's... interesting. Maybe there's something lost in translation. Her English isn't perfect.
"Justice, what have you learned? I bet you got a 'young love' of your own, don't you? No? Come on, now! You're only young once, you know!"
Your dad pats your knee again. "Oh, I know he'll find a girl. Just takes time."
"Well don't wait too long! In case you haven't noticed, someone here already has her eyes on you. About yay high, blonde, cute as a button."
"Yulee? She's only seven," Aunt Debbie states, glaring at Willy. "She... has taken a liking to Jay, yes, of course. But she's not in love. She talks about wishing she had an older brother all the time. I think she likes having someone to look after her the way she's always looking after her sister."
"Ain't that the truth," Uncle Willy grins. "Little girls do love their big brothers, eh, Mike? Hell, I know they do!"
Uncle Mike stands up and claps you on the back. "Hey, Justice, let's go see if your mom needs help with anything."
You'd love the opportunity to get away from this train wreck of awkwardness, but thankfully you spot Nicole and Lizzy leaving the cabin, so avoiding chores while doing so would be even better. "If you don't mind, I could really use a nap now. Running around with those kids all morning wore me out."
Your dad stands up with a nod. "Yeah, I'll help, Mike. You go rest, Jay."
Everyone is eager to escape this conversation with Willy. So as you get up, the rest of the family finds their own excuses to leave. Finally, you make it to the cabin and find solitude. Stripping down to your boxers, you crawl inside your sleeping bag. You slide your boxers down your thighs and grip your cock.
Visions of everything you have seen since yesterday pass through your mind's eye. Thinking about the kisses a couple hours ago gets you rock-hard. Your sister's lips were so soft and-... You don't want to think about your sister right now. Nicole is better. You saw her boobs last night. Real boobs. You also saw four girls strip each other naked just before that. They're so young, though... You don't care. It was so hot seeing that. Emma's pussy looked perfectly smooth. You should have been kissing those lips... Damn it! You're thinking about your sister again.
Focus. You saw plenty of other pussies. You even touched Gem's! She's practically a baby, though. May isn't much older, but she at least talks to you and doesn't wear a diaper. She seemed happy to hike through the woods naked yesterday. It probably wouldn't be hard to get her naked again. You even got a good long look at her up close when she was stuck in the window. Yeah, that's the image you're going to get off to. You imagine her hanging in the window again, with her butt and pussy in your face. You're already close, so ready to cu-
"A fish stole my panties!" The door slams shut behind May, startling you. She runs up and hops to a stop, standing over you wearing nothing but water in her hair.
"Why are you naked?" you ask. Your eyes are already locked on her crotch, gazing up between her legs. She's not even trying to cover herself.
"A fish stole my panties!"
"How did that happen? Were you fishing with them?"
"No, I was swimming with them."
"The fishes?"
"No, in my panties! Me and Yulee don't have swimsuits. But we went out in the deep water and then I felt them come off of me and Yulee said she saw a fish do it. I asked her where the fish went and she pointed and they were already swimming away with them! I wanted to catch them but we're not supposed to go all the way in the river. I didn't know what to do, but Yulee told me I should come get help."
"What about your other clothes?"
"I wasn't swimming in those."
"Yeah, so where are they?"
"They're still on the rock."
"Then why didn't you put them on before you ran through camp naked."
She thinks about that for a moment, then shrugs. You shake your head. She is a silly little thing.
"Well, let's find you some new clothes, then we can go get the ones you left." You stuff your still-hard dick into your boxers and crawl to May's bag, hoping your boner is less noticeable while on your hands and knees. Looking inside the bag... you don't see any clothes. "May, this is your bag right? You and Yulee share this?"
She nods.
"So, where are all your clothes?"
She leans over your shoulder to see what you mean, her wet hair dripping on you. "Hmm..." She stands up and turns around to face away from you. "I think they're right... here." She spreads her arms out to the whole room. The floor is a mess of disheveled sleeping bags, littered with clothes and toys. "We were trying to find our swimsuits," May explains. "Emma and Beth had to dump their stuff too, but Beth found hers."
How many naked girls are in the river right now? You're starting to wish you went swimming. "Does that mean Emma didn't find hers? Is she swimming in her underwear?"
"I think she's sharing Asha's bikini."
"How does that work? Nevermind. Let's just find your something." You pick up the closest pair of pink underwear and hand it to her.
"I don't think these are mine." She puts them on anyway but they are clearly too big, so she takes them off right away. "Oh! Maybe these," she says, bending down to pick up a purple pair.
"I'm pretty sure those are Yulee's."
She's already putting them on. They don't fit quite right, but they would work for now. "Oh, I guess so. How did you know that?" She presses herself against you and looks up accusatorily.
"They're all she was wearing at the firepit last night."
"Oh yeah." May backs off and drops the underwear.
You're about to ask what was wrong with them, but you know the answer will be that they are her sister's. Maybe she's not supposed to wear her sister's clothes, but there are plenty of other options here if that's the case. You hold up a pair of boy's briefs experimentally. "How about these?" May just laughs.
"Those are Brayden's!" She snatches them out of your hand and tries them on anyhow. "They don't fit!" she exclaims, taking them off again instantly, almost disappointed.
May tries on several different undies without success. Eventually, she repeats a couple of them, and you start to think she likes putting them on just so she can take them off. You sit down to watch her model everyone's underwear for you. When she bends next to you to grab some, you give her a playful smack on the rear. She yelps and runs away, but after determining the latest panties are not hers, she comes close to you to bend over and pull them off. You reward her with another spanking, and this becomes the new game. After each article she models for you, she presents her bottom for a smack. Several undies later, your strikes begin to linger and you add a little squeeze at the end.
May tries on every undergarment she can find at least twice with no success. Finally, she figures someone must have put it back in the wrong bag, so she riffles through other people's bags. Digging through Bethany's suitcase, she wiggles her bum behind her, inviting you closer. You gladly accept the invitation, crawling up and pinching both cheeks. She squeals and scampers over to Nicole's bag, wiggling her bum again.
You follow her over and cup her tiny butt in your hand. She leans into you this time, so you slide a finger lower between her pussy lips. You're surprised to find they are slick. While you rub her, you spot a bit of pink fabric caught under her knee. You pull it out and recognize the undies May slept in last night. Not wanting to end what's happening, you ball them up and hide them in your fist.
"What is this?" May stands up. "Is this supposed to be underwear?" She holds up a black thong.
"That was in Nicole's bag? She should have worn that to bed last night."
"Yeah! I'll make her wear it tonight!" She twisted the garment around, trying to make sense of it. "How does this work?"
You try to explain, "That part goes over your privates, and then-"
"Oh! I get it!" May steps into it and hoists the waistband up to her chest, pulling the front panel tight against her cooch and lodging the back deep into her crack. "Do I look seeexyy?"
"I think it looks silly," you laugh.
"Are you sure?" She turns around, swaying her hips as much as she can. She looks like a ridiculous caricature of a Victoria's Secret model. Still, you were jerking off to her not that long ago, so she is definitely sexy.
"Nope. Definitely ridiculous," you say.
"Mmmm," She sashays closer. "Doesn't this mean you're lying?" She grabs your cock through your boxers.
This little kid isn't just playing around; she's actually coming on to you now. She reaches for your waistband. You really want to know what she'll do if you let her take your dick out, but anyone could walk in at any minute. You've already been pushing your luck as it is. Her fingers curl inside your underwear. You have her panties in your hand. You can put a stop to all of this right now.