Caving In 2

Camille laid on her vacation bed, naked and alone with her purple vibrator laying next to her. The unexpected feeling of boredom consumed her and she couldn't find it in herself to get turned on. Especially so with the only vibrator she brought. She dialed her friend, Sam, who was also on vacation in South Carolina with her family.

"Hey." She greeted.

"Heeeeey," Sam's voice sounded from the phone.

"How's it going?"

"Good, it's been pretty fun so far. What about you?"

"Pretty nice, can't complain," Camille said, "my vibrator just isn't doing it for me right now. I don't know why, it was great the first night but now that I have some alone time it's not working so well."

Camille gently ran her fingers along her groove unbeknownst to her friend on the other line.

"Did you try the dildo?"

"Oh yeah, true hang on one second."

Sam felt giddy at the thought. She sat on the couch away from her family so she could hear all the details. She thought girls were hot but something about Camille stood out more than anyone. She was a strong, tall athletic brunette and turned heads anywhere she went. They definitely had their fair share of experiences together when they were younger, now not as much.

"Ahhh, it's better but..."

"What?"

"Awh it just makes me want the real thing." Camille giggled.

"Well just wish for one out of thin air," Sam said jokingly.

"Right? Where am I just gonna magically find a guy?"

"Are you kidding? You mean to tell me there's not a single guy there with you right now?"

"No?"

"I think there is."

"Who?"

"Come on, Cam," Sam bit her lower lip, "you know."

Cam's eyes widened at the realization. A flashback to shocking stories Sam had told her recently. Now she attempted to convince her.

"No!" Camille said in a stern voice, "No. Absolutely not."

"What? Come on, have some fun on your trip! Doesn't matter who you have it with, it's just fun."

"Sam, I am not doing that. No way."

"Cam, there's no shame in it, if it's something that really gets you off then it's fine."

"That doesn't mean I should be doing it!"

"But you want to."

"No."

Sam giggled quietly, "I heard that hesitance."

"Oh shut up."

"Oh come on, he's hot! I told you how I did it last vacation, right?"

"Sam, I still can't believe he let you... wow."

"Everything was fine after we did it. Seriously. I think I'm gonna do it again tonight." She bursted into a nervous fit of laughter

"Sam!" Cam leaned up in shock, "Oh my God you're insane. How have you two not gotten caught yet?"

"Well we can be in each other's rooms for long periods of time without people suspecting things and we just agree to tell nobody," she replied, "except for you that is. Come on. You should just try it once, no one's going to know. You could totally get away with it. Trust me, he won't say anything."

"I don't think so," Camille shook her head, "and definitely not tonight."

"Well, let me know if you change your mind. You know how to approach it, right?"

"I'm not doing it the way you did it, that's way too forward and kinda risky. Will isn't like that and he might not take it that well."

"He's a boy. They all take it well. Eventually."

"Trust me, Will's not like that. He grew up in Quiet Valley, they're brought up very strictly there."

"Church choir boy, huh? Well, like I told you, puritanically raised or not there's always a way."

"Hmmm. Yeah I'll consider it." Camille said sarcastically.

"Oh hang on, he's going to the bathroom right now to change, I gotta go ask him if we're still on for tonight. Have fun!"

"Bye!"

Camille's huff echoed throughout her room. She lay naked, staring at the ceiling unsatisfied.

"No one's going to know."

The phrase unexpectedly lowered a guard within herself. She stood up to go get a drink of water.

Camille checked the hallway and saw Will's door closed. It was completely silent inside and the trip would take maybe a minute. She sprinted naked down the hall, filled up a water bottle, then turned back and stopped midway back.

A stream of light came through Will's doorway. It had been cracked open. Camille slowly approached it, not directly but close enough to paint a thin visual.

***

Ugh, thank God I could get some peace and quiet. That drive was long and uncomfortable but it feels good to finally make it.

I decided to unwind a little in my own room and get comfortable. The car ride made me wait long after the urge already began but I can finally have some time to myself. It's not often that I discuss my unwinding rituals to others as I was brought up in a religious environment so this is very secret. I took off my clothes and laid on the fluffy blanket. It was a really comfortable and solid mattress.

Brushing my long dirty blonde hair back, I closed my eyes and let the urges overtake me until I began the ritual, caressing my lower body before beginning to stroke it. I tend to be a bit vocal when doing so but luckily the vent blasted A/C loud enough to dampen my whispers.

Under a minute later, I was hard and began fantasizing. Generic images of Victoria's Secret models flooded my imagination, maybe throw in that cute girl from school too. Basically I let my mind go off and take over.

Although seeing or imagining someone barely clothed would easily send my lower body tingling, I wondered more what it would be like to feel their skin, to kiss them while we laid naked together in bed. That always drove my imagination wild and became something I secretly craved.

I stroked myself and moved my hips. I gave it a good 8 minutes, opened my mouth and moaned. I got so into it I eventually climaxed right there where I lay. The ceiling fan cooled my sweaty body and I took a deep breath before cleaning up, getting dressed and then began heading out for a snack.

As I approached the door, I noticed the handle didn't have to be turned. It opened right away.

"Oh, fuck," I whispered, closing the door with my mouth covered, "hope I remembered to latch that."

I ran to the kitchen, drank some almond milk and ate some snacks before I headed back to unpack my things.

***

Camille gasped loudly. She had run back to her room and shut the door with her heart pounding in her chest. Her hand met her mouth, eyes wide in shock like she'd just witnessed something no one would believe. Her heart pounded as the revelation proved intense and baffling.

She slid down to the carpet, chest heaving while her hand naturally pushed against the floor between her legs. After she took a second to calm down, her eyes closed for a bit, then opened with desire flaring in her pupils.

Camille grabbed her dildo off the bed and started to align the head against her entrance. An audible wet sound came from the contact and she noticed the difference immediately. She closed her eyes and thought of a recent vision burned into her mind, then suddenly she sprung to life.

A moan of relief escaped her lungs as the dildo entered flawlessly, stimulating her with small movements. She took it to her mouth and licked the tip. Again she moaned and continued. Her left hand found her clit and began to rub in acute circles.

Camille suddenly got off to just pleasuring the dildo and herself. She imagined it growing like a real one and feeling it twitch when her tongue curled around the tip. It slid back inside of her like a perfect fit.

3 minutes later she brought herself to immense pleasure that left her legs shaking. She laid against the door, breathing heavily from the surprisingly quick orgasm. A small stain appeared on the nylon carpet beneath her. As she came down, she took a deep breath.

"God what is up with me?" She asked herself.

She slowly came back down to Earth then closed her eyes. When she opened them, she expressed a completely different type of look. One that looked intent and determined. A few more moments of pondering then she decided:

Just go for it.

***

I snacked on my granola bar while I read my book on the bed. Now I could leave the door cracked with no repercussions.

Suddenly I heard a soft knock on the door. The door opened and Camille walked in, her brunette hair up in a curled ponytail while wearing a black one-piece swimsuit tight against her body. Her legs were fair and quite strong, no surprise since she's definitely crushed me while play fighting on earlier excursions.

My stepsister has these sharp brown eyes that convey piercing focus when she looks at you, almost like she's studying if you're lying or not. Her long curly brunette hair extends past her shoulders. She had quite an athletic build. She used to tower over me but I just recently gained an inch on her. She was baffled the first time she had to look up to see me.

"Hi." She said.

She quickly plopped down on the bed with her chin on her hands.

"Hey!" I responded emphatically.

Camille bounced up and down on the bed.

"Ooh this room's really nice. Lucky you, right by the backyard."

"It's nice that I get a lot of sun in here. What're you doing today?"

"Hmm, don't know. Might just stay in and relax tonight. Probably get a tan soon. What about you?"

"I'm gonna do the same. That was a long drive so just gonna read my book. I think I'm gonna ask if people want delivery."

"That sounds lovely," she said, gently scratching at my arm, "you gonna come outside and tan with me?"

"Okay!" Cam responded, biting her lip, "well do you wanna watch a movie? They have a lot of good ones in my room."

"Yeah! Sure, I'll come watch."

Camille scooted next to me and hugged me.

"So good to see you again."

I smiled and touched her arm while she pressed her head into mine, "I know, I don't see you a whole lot anymore since you went to Sanford University."

"I'll come by more often then, okay?" She asked, her arms around my shoulders.

"You mean it?"

"Of course."

Cam had a subtle pout in her lip, seemingly unlike her. I flashed her a pleasant smile and then my body froze.

I was completely stunned. Cam's lips suddenly pushed against mine while her hands held the back of my head. My eyes looked shocked and my hands naturally came up to her shoulders. My body flared with heat and confusing invigorating. It must have felt colder in the room because goosebumps appeared along my skin.

She pulled away with a loud smooch and gently rubbed my cheek.

"We're going to have so much fun together." Camille said with a smirk so endearing.

When she leaned in for the second time, I strangely accepted it, blinking quickly at the perplexing intense moment. She smooched her smooth lips again and smiled before getting up, gently brushing her thumb on my lower lip.

"Love you." She whispered.

Her bottom swayed and bounced with every step and I modestly looked away.

"Oh and Will, you don't have to keep your door closed completely when our parents aren't here. I'm usually in my room and I almost never come out."

"Oh? Sure. Why would I keep it open?"

"Hm. To circulate the air better," She confidently replied, "it's hot in here."

***

"Why'd she kiss me?" I thought, "It had to be just a loving gesture. She's never been known to do that other than the cheek a couple times."

I'd been kissed by a couple girls before. While those were more timid and innocent, this one felt more intentional and much longer. It kindled a strange flame within me that continued to burn throughout the day.

I felt I was overthinking it and put it aside until later that night she reignited the thought once again. We ordered in later and as I sat down at the table, she scratched my back on the way down to her seat and flashed me an endearing smile.

The whole dinner conversation she was bright, energetic and funny. When Cam was on a roll, she had zingers for days and made everyone laugh.

***

After spending some time in the sun until it set over the Florida horizon, I walked inside to take a shower and headed back to my room. My lower region burned with urges once again and I had an idea of what to do when I got back. I headed towards the bedroom down the hall when I heard someone call to me.

"Will? Will?"

Cam's voice sounded oddly pleasant.

"Yes?"

"Can you come in here please?"

"Okay?"

I knocked and entered, instantly greeted by Camille laying longways on the bed towards the TV. Her thick black Calvin Klein underwear clearly revealed the natural spherical shape of her pale round bottom and she wore a white t-shirt. Black thigh highs with a white stripe on the hems reached just above her knees. She looked behind and casually scooted back, patting the blanket.

"C'mere, pop a squat."

The nervous flame reignited once again. I threw my leg up and she pulled on it to help me up. Camille laid against me, letting her long strong leg drape over my hip. I could smell her honeywood shampoo when her long brown hair sprawled onto my shoulder and chest.

"Oh, you've been working out a bit," Cam smiled up at me as she squeezed my triceps.

"I told you I've been going to the gym more." I said.

"It's a really good look on you," she smiled again.

"Thank you," I responded, beyond flattered. It felt so nice to hear someone say that.

We watched the movie for a while longer before we heard the parents go to bed. I held Cam close and I got comfortable underneath her. She nuzzled her head into me and began rubbing my stomach.

I closed my eyes. She was such a good sister to me. I felt fond of cuddling while we watched a movie and I rubbed her waist. I missed her.

A moment later, her fingertips indented into my ribs. I adjusted and gave her more comfortable room to lay. Only she didn't just lay further onto me. Her hand reached up to my stomach, underneath the shirt this time.

I could feel the warmth of her skin as she traveled across, giving me soothing rubs along my belly. I relaxed and rubbed her hip with my thumb.

Suddenly I blinked open and realized something alarming. My lower region left me on alert as it began to involuntarily brush against the fabric of my shorts. My member began to stiffen against it.

"Oh no," I thought, "I couldn't let her see that."

So I shuffled my legs a bit. It made it worse and started jutting out against the fabric like a tent, the exact opposite of what I tried to do.

I scooted up to bring my knee up, intending to block it and stopped. Camille held my leg down with her own and looked up at me.

"Where you going?" She asked.

"Oh, I'm just gonna go to the, um the bathroom." I said, unable to shake the apprehensiveness from my tone and going with the rouse.

"Will." She challenged with an intently focused smirk.

"What was she doing that for?!"

I thought.

My heart pumped rapidly as she gradually began to look down, eventually stopping right at my gray shorts.

"Hey!"

I quickly covered my frontal indent and suddenly her hand gently grabbed my wrist. I looked up at her in disbelief.

"What?" She asked genuinely, "what's the matter?"

I was speechless. I stuttered for a moment too long.

"Why're you moving around so much?" She asked.

"I'm just trying to get comfortable." I nervously defended, shifting to no avail.

Camille giggled at me.

"Just relax. Get comfy." She encouraged.

I felt at ease and let my body relax while Cam increased her level of comfort, pinning me again with her bare leg and this time her hand laid on my thigh.

Her hand began to move, rubbing and massaging my thigh. It felt exhilarating and I allowed my breaths to escape. She was quite skilled at it and I let her continue.

Then she decided to push the limits further than I'd ever expected. Slowly but surely, her fingertips snuck up my inner thigh then slipped underneath my waistband. My lower body tingled until she finally touched my sensitive area and set my pelvis ablaze.

"Awh," I unintentionally moaned as her hand curled around my stiffening base. My toes curled and my knees pinched together in reflex.

She started to very gently mold her grip against the length in her hand. The flame within lit ablaze with excitement and she took control of my body, kissing and nibbling my bare skin up and down. She eventually reached my neck and felt her teeth graze the skin. Her hot breath sent a rush of goosebumps up my body.

I bit my lip in excitement and closed my eyes. It was daunting but pleasurable and I didn't want it to stop. It felt really nice. So nice I could feel my entire lower body tingling while Cam moaned, stroking me and kissing my neck. I grabbed her forearm like a handlebar and my breaths became louder.

Louder drawn out moans escaped me as my feet slid along the soft sheets. Her hand was small but nimble and strong, keeping me hard and slowing down when it became too much.

Cam pulled my cheek in and kissed it, briefly giving a playful lick to my ear so I would react and eventually give in, looking her way to kiss her back. She ruffled through my long dirty blonde hair and I eventually turned to give her a gentle inexperienced slow kiss. She slowed with me, stopping to savor the moment but quickly she asserted herself. Her kisses became wetter, more ambitious and she would tenderly suckle on my lower lip. So soft and incredibly addictive.

Deep breaths came from her nose and I realized my pants were pulled down when the A/C cooled my bare member. She used two hands to twist and pump my now fully stiffening shaft, sighing while introducing her wet tongue to my lips. She fetched for my own and I let her find it. God this felt amazing, I couldn't help but moan for her while noticing it made her feisty for more.

"You like this?" She asked between kisses and deep breaths.

"Mmhmm." I sighed in admission.

"You're a good kisser."

"Thank you."

Suddenly Cam released the kiss and pulled up my shirt, kissing down my abs. I laid back and could only stare at the rotating ceiling fan while breathing heavily, my body tingled from her soft planted pecks.

Wetness touched my bare cock and I looked down to see Camille's face, her intent eyes signaling only bad intentions and satisfaction. Her wet pink tongue licked very slowly up to the mauve pink tip and she gently started to kiss it, her thin lips pouted behind my naked tower while her longing brown eyes studied my reactions.

"Ahh," I sighed, overloaded by the image of my bare cock next to Cam's pretty face. She was delicate with her tongue on my crown, listening and moaning as if she could feel my pleasure. Then she smiled pleasantly, drawing one in return from me before my face contorted once again from the pleasure. I fell under a deep spell I couldn't escape.

Wet sloppy kissing sounds emanated from below as Cam started to coat my shaft with her tongue. She pulled my legs apart to grant her full access and played with my genitals, licking them in circles while her small hand slid up and down my cock. So much pressure built up into the shaft that I dripped essence.

Her dark brown eyes looked intrigued and deeply infatuated with my sexual state. Her voice began to emulate my own pleasure through lovely moans. Her natural curvy butt pinched the black Calvin Klein fabric together and looked nude if you saw her from the side. My tip throbbed seeing that wonderful athletic body in its natural naked state.

Suddenly, I gasped loudly as piping hot warmth engulfed my tip. The initial shock sent my body shivering in panic but it slowly morphed back into pleasure. Cam reached up to caress my abs while she sucked on me, pulling and licking at the crown, determined to keep me hard. Her lips kissed and smooched and her tongue audibly licked my wet cock, glistening from her spit and my precum.

I laid back on the bed and let her adjust to get better positioning, stroking and loving on my cock. I placed my hands on the back of her head, threading my fingers through her curly ponytail as the heat rose within my body. I couldn't hold it and started to let my voice loose.