Part 10
It was about 9.30pm and just starting to get dark as I walked back slowly in the direction of our tents past the stalls and stopped to get a burger and chips. As I wandered off I came across a stall selling sexy clothing and fetish wear. There was all sorts for sale including whips and studded collars and various clothing in rubber and leather, most of it I found quite amusing, but a bit silly. I looked at a black leather-look top with holes to poke your breasts through which I thought was quite fun but couldn't see when I would get the chance to wear it. Then I found a table with all sorts of knickers including a pack of three pairs in different colours with slut written on the front in red letters. I smirked and thought they would be quite fun, so I took them to the counter where a slightly bored looking man sat smoking, but he smiled at me when I handed them to him as I tried to look casual. He looked at them back and front and then called out loudly behind him into a caravan without moving out of his seat.
"Gail, how much are the slut knickers?"
"The what love?"
"The slut knickers! Three pack!"
He called out even louder as a number of people standing close by looked over with big grins on their faces and I blushed heavily.
"A tenner!"
"Ten pounds please miss."
"Thank you."
I said and fished out a note from my purse and handed it to him.
"Thank you, Miss. Enjoy!"
I just blushed again and scurried off away from one or two browsers still smiling and looking in my direction. I wandered towards where our tent was, music, chatter, and laughter blaring out into the evening air. The place was filling up rapidly and I had a bit of trouble finding our tents as there were so many more pitched now and we were a bit packed in and the light was beginning to fade. When I finally found the tents my brother and Ryan weren't back yet, so I went into their tent and dug out a small joint and a bottle of beer, opened it and went back to my own tent and decided to try on my new panties. There were light blue, yellow, and white. I took off my knickers and suddenly thought about the men who had pulled them down and taken them off me earlier and the lovely time I had had with them and chuckled to myself as I held up my new pair in yellow and smiled.
I turned on the standing torch in my tent and I put on my new knickers and was sat by the entrance of the tent and lifted up my skirt to admire them as I sparked up the joint. They fitted quite well, and I felt quite naughty wearing something so suggestive. The word slut was written in unmissable big red letters over the front, and I was smiling to myself and looking down at my long bare legs and I suddenly saw a man in the entrance of his tent just opposite to us smiling across at me. I hadn't noticed him before in the poor light and I quickly pushed my skirt down as I looked at him a little startled and he just nodded and said.
"Evening!"
In a relaxed manner.
"Hello there."
I said trying briefly to ascertain what he looked like and how old he was, but it was tricky in the half light. I wasn't quite sure whether he had seen my knickers, but I got a little rush and was relieved that he probably couldn't see me blush in the half light. I edged back into the tent slightly just out of sight and peeped out through the little netted air vent in the side of the tent and I could see him still looking over in my direction. I just sat smoking and drank the beer and was tempted to give him a little flash as the joint started to take hold and I could feel myself getting a little horny as my mind wondered back once again to earlier and all the naughty things I had done with the three men. I touched my breasts through my t-shirt and started to gently toy with my nipples and I felt them stir slightly.
Just then I suddenly heard my brother calling my name.
"Jane, are you back?"
He stomped by the tent and poked his head around the corner and smiled at me. I could see immediately that he was pretty pissed and certainly in a good mood. I smiled back at him and said.
"Hey, Marcus! Are you pissed?"
"Too right I am!"
And we both laughed as he clambered into my tent a little shakily and I handed him the joint.
"Oh bingo!"
He said as he took it and had a long drag.
"Is Ryan with you?"
"No, I left him chatting up some rather lovely looking French girl as I felt like a bit of a gooseberry so thought I better leave him to it."
"Oh, lucky Ryan!"
"Well, maybe, let's see if he comes back tonight!"
We both laughed again, and my brother's eyes were looking a little heavy-lidded as he handed me back the joint and I took another drag.
"What the hell happened to you then, you just disappeared?"
"Oh, I just wandered around, having fun!"
"Great, did you catch any music?"
"Er, no, not really"
"Oh."
He said, looking slightly baffled and added.
"You had a nice time though?"
"Very nice thank you."
I said looking back a little sheepishly and smiled as I took another drink. He smiled back as I think he suddenly caught my meaning and said.
"Blimey, has my little sister been a naughty girl again?"
"Might have."
"Shit, Jane, what have you been up to now?"
He said leaning into me and playfully running his hand up my bare leg, which made me a jump slightly, but I put it down to him just teasing and being quite pissed.
"Do you really want to know?"
He looked a little more sober all of a sudden as he realised I was being serious and had probably been up to something. He just sat back slightly taking his hand off my leg as I don't think he had even realised he was doing it and nodded slowly, drunkenly, but affirmatively.
"I did something really naughty!"
"Bloody hell, Jane, not again! What have you been up to now?"
"Well I went back to this tent with these blokes."
"Blokes? How many of them were there then?"
"Well, two of them initially, but another one of their friends turned up later and I said I didn't mind if he joined in."
"Joined in with what?"
"Joined in with the fun!"
"You're bloody kidding me!"
