It was the kind of dark where you couldn't tell if your eyes were open or not. Turn off the light, go into a closet and close the door - that's the kind of darkness I mean. The clouds had covered the moon and night sky, making our camp site in the Adirondacks pitch black.
I awoke with a start, got up on my hands and looked around. I couldn't see anything! I felt like I had been struck blind.
I'm not much of a camper, as you can probably tell. My family and some of the people from church had decided this was a good idea for the weekend. I figured on staying home until I heard Cindy, my girlfriend, was going.
We hadn't even napped together, so this was a great time to sleep under the same tent. Mom had reluctantly allowed Cindy and I to put our air mattresses together but she and Dad were in the same tent so, I guess we weren't going to get too far.
I layed back down where I had been sleeping and inhaled the scent of my girlfriend's hair. I draped my arm around her and slid the other under her neck. She made a happy noise when I pulled her tightly against me.
When we had first laid down to sleep, everyone had been noisy talking and laughing around our tent. Cindy and I talked in low voices about the fun we had had that day while Mom, Dad and my sister Chrissy talked and settled down near us. While we talked, I had pulled our sleeping bag up over us and put my arm on Cindy's belly.
As we talked, I rubbed around her tummy wanting to get my hand under her shirt but knowing it would take some sneakiness. As we talked, I rubbed in circles and went down her leg closest to me and as I came back up, she turned away from me and I spooned into her with my hand on her stomach.
I continued to rub around in circles and went higher than normal (sneaky, I know) and felt the bottom of her bra. Oh man, that's cool. We continued talking as if nothing had happened but I could feel myself getting excited in my pants.
Since she hadn't said anything or done anything to stop me, I felt braver. I made a lower move with my circle and felt her shorts and the bottom of her shirt. I tried to capture her shirt with my pinky finger but wasn't successful. I tried again on my next rub down and caught it. I slowly made a gap in the front of her shirt and then released it and kept rubbing with my hand as if the entire thing had been an accident.
I knew the next time my hand went down, I would feel her flesh. She continued to whisper about our day of camping but I had a hard time following. I went wide with my hand and then low, leaving the gap in the shirt, hopefully, wide open for my hand to hit on the way back up.
I felt her pj bottoms and no shirt and knew this was it. I circled back up, rubbing lightly and felt her warm soft skin on my hand. I continued up her belly and closed my eyes, relishing the feel of her in my hand. I knew if I continued up, I would feel her bra but then I felt pressure on my hand.
"Tristen" she whispered and rolled a bit with her hand over mine.
She had continued whispering to me but had put her hand on top of mine, stopping me from rubbing her bare skin. That is how we had fallen asleep, with my hand up her shirt and her hand holding mine from moving any more. I had been crestfallen but eventually just happy that I had my hand up her shirt.
Now as I lay here remembering what it had been like I slowly moved my hand down her body, looking intently at where her face would be if it weren't so black in here. I let my hand drift lower down her tone belly, knowing that she had left me do this while she was awake, she would be ok with it now but for some reason, it felt different.
I looked down at where my hand would be, if I could see anything, and imagined what my hand would look like going down her smooth body. I felt her pj bottoms and the bottom of her shirt. I lightly touched her, moving my hand back upwards, catching the bottom of her shirt as I went.
I caught it easily and watched in my imagination as I used more force this time to create a gap in her shirt with my pinky. I moved my hand gingerly up her body and hit her bra with my index finger. I was so surprised that I lifted my hand completely and felt her boob touch the back side of my hand.
I was hard, immediately.
"Oh my gosh." I whispered to no one.
And no one stirred as I lay there with my hand in the air, looking into the blackness. My hardness throbbed as I waited to be struck down. If she were awake, she would feel that throbbing on her leg or against her butt. I realized I was breathing really hard and got control of myself.
I moved my hand in the air, down her body until I was reasonably sure that I would land somewhere near the gap I had created in her top. I didn't want to disturb her so I lowered my hand very slowly in the blackness. I felt the fluffy flannel pj bottoms and moved my hand upwards. I felt my hand slide under her shirt and then felt the warmth of her skin. Oh ya!
I moved my hand upward, feeling small hairs along the way. The softness and warmth was amazing. I spread my fingers wide and felt the softness across my entire palm. I knew if I kept going upwards, I would soon feel her undergarments. I wasn't ready for that.
I closed my eyes, not that it mattered, and circled back down to her pj bottoms. A thought occurred to me as my hand felt her belly button gap. I used my pinky to trace along her pjs and push down, just a little, all along her waistline, giving me more warm flesh to feel. I felt along her body, pushing her pj down a bit until I hit the air mattress and moved my hand up her side, knowing I was going to keep going until I felt her bra.
My breath caught in my throat when my fingers touched that hard fabric and my knuckles felt the cups with her breasts inside. I traced along the bottom of it, feeling the warmth seeping onto my knuckles. I raised my palm a little to increase the gentle pressure until I was all the way over to my chest. I traced my fingers down her side, along my body until I came into contact with her pj bottoms again. I used my fingers to gently push the fabric down a little, while moving along the waistline all the way down to the mattress.
I moved my hand upwards, along the mattress, up her body until I came in contact with her bra again. I felt her warm breast in the cup of the bra again against my knuckles. I raised my palm up slightly to 'accidently' let the back of my hand glide along the cup of her breast filled bra.
"Mmmmmm" she whispered.
My eyes flew open and stared at her face. What do I do?!
My knuckles were still touching her breast and my fingertips were still on her skin when I felt pressure on the back of my hand. Oh no, she was stopping me again...
I could feel her hand on the back of mine, even though her hand was on the outside of her shirt and mine was on the inside.. With her thumb on my pinky and her pinky on my thumb, she picked up my hand and squeezed it gently. She raised our hands together, pulling her shirt tight and brought my hand back down on top of her right breast.
Oh... my.. Gosh.
She released my hand and I felt her hand disappear between us, to wherever it had been before.
My hand was on her breast. I could feel her hard little nipple in the palm of my hand under the fabric of her bra. I gently gave a trial squeeze, thinking hell may still open up and swallow us both but the hardness in my pants pushed me onwards.