Story: Trailer of Surprises (chapter 6)

Authors: Jdwheels

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Chapter 6

Title: Chapter 6 - Tension and Release

[Author's notes:

When people talk with their hearts... things can surprisingly catch you off guard.  Even inside of yourself.

]

Chapter Six - Tension and release

 

 

The party finally wound down at roughly twelve midnight. The groom’s family and friends all started to all straggle on home or to the hotels they were staying at around town, seemingly happy with the part. My family that was staying with us all settled back in to the house, exhausted and full from the long evening.

Some of my relatives ended up actually pitching in to clean up the huge mess made by so many people being jammed into our yard. Most of them seemed to just want to do nothing but sit back and watch, while chatting away with one another. That decision on their part seemed to make my Mother very angry with them... yet my mother being the good host she was, never once showed it to them

Unfortunately, I was the one of those people that had been ‘volunteered up’ for washing all of dishes that were used. I was not happy with that, especially because we had to do it all by hand because our dishwasher was not working very well these days. I was also a little irked with having to do that, because I was feeling so damned tired, and not from just the party that was going on... My mind had been on overdrive as well.

I was unsure of what to do whit whatever all this was between Libby and myself, this sort of thing was all way too new to me. This was the first time I had ever felt this strongly for anyone before, and all of the different emotions and sensations that I was getting were both pleasant and a strangely curious as well. I felt so giddy and light inside, my heart literally thumped away with all of the emotions pouring through me as I thought it all over. It was very different, and very scary as well.

The down side of feeling all of this was also so overwhelming... the fact that Libby was both a girl like I was, and my cousin made things even more confusing. I was unsure of whether or not I was actually ‘gay’, or just feeling something that I should not have been. When I thought about Libby though, all of that confusion and almost guilt like feelings seemed to go away for awhile, until my brain would suddenly bring it all back up again.

I usually was a person who knew exactly what to say and do in many situations, with this I found myself not knowing one damned thing. In school, they had taught us that as you go through the teen years, you will start to figure yourself out as you grow and mature. At this point, I was about as far as you could have gotten from even having a clue to who I was... little alone understanding it..

I stood over the sink full of hot soapy water filed with dishes, cutlery and glasses, and sighed. The already hot weather that hung around me was now being added to by the hot water that steamed up into my face like a small cloud. I wrinkled my nose, as I could feel the sweat dripping down my back under my dress, under my arms and streamed down my face... and it had even made my underwear start to feel like they were soaked as well. I was sweaty and tired, not wanting to be doing this at midnight.

" Eeewh!" I gasped, feeling those sweat drops running down my skin as I sunk my hands back in to the water and continued to scrub what was there.

As I scrubbed away at one large pot that had been used to boil pasta for my Mother ultra special Pasta Salad, I saw someone coming from the patio doors. I looked over and saw Libby for the first time in hours. I swallowed hard, as it seemed like Libby was coming right in my direction.

The girl was heading towards me, balancing a huge stack of dishes which were piled in her arms. We had so many that we used, because we had ran out of paper plates earlier in the evening... my Father had forgotten to pick up some extra packages of paper plates this afternoon, even though my Mother had been on him earlier on. Quick to make changes on the fly, my Mother just pulled out every plate that we had in the house because they could not break away from the party they were hosting... or perhaps my Father was unwilling to go, as stubborn as he was.

Even though those dishes were for me to wash up, a very obvious bad thing knowing the lateness of the hour, just seeing her made that thought less dreaded than it might have otherwise. I watched her come close to me, my eyes landing on Libby’s very sweat sparkling face.... and feeling a rush of emotions flood me.

Libby set down the stack on the counter and looked at me, seemingly searching my face for long seconds as she stood there. I looked back at her, my usual so care free way with words had seemed to have been lost. All I could really do, was return her stare with one of my own.

Libby seemed to be acting a little sheepish, looking at me with those sparkling blue eyes she had... voicelessly telling me of the many thoughts that were crowding her mind. She wanted to say something as well, and she was rendered speechless as well.

I made myself break a smile, to get rid of some of the tension that was between us.... and hopefully get the both of us saying something.

" Uh, Sorry but there is more dishes for you here..." She said, obviously feeling a little uneasy. " I have one more load out there to bring you too."

" Thanks... even though I have way more than I want to have already." I smirked back, using humour a little.

She giggled a little, as my small comment had made her seem to finally relax a little. I nodded to her as well, as her little twitter of laughter had done the same thing for me. She smiled and sighed, obviously not rushing off.

She hung there beside me for a few moment, her face showing that she was getting ready to say something... but not quite getting it out as quickly as she wanted to. I nervously waited, not wanting to push her in any way.

" Well... I think we should... maybe... have a little talk later... I guess..." She finally started with... her face turning a little red. As she stammered.

" We should...um... talk..." I agreed more out of reflex, feeling my own nervousness starting to flood me... along wit the feeling of having the girl standing only a foot away from me.

" Yeah... I sort of... you know, thought that..." Libby said, smiling.

She was going to leave it seemed for a second, but Libby stopped and reached out to move an errand strand of hair that had come out of my ponytail and now was hanging over my face. As soon as her fingers touched my sweat soaked brow just over one of my eyes to move that hair, I felt such a tingle flash through me, that I was sure she saw me quiver.

She stopped and just looked at me with eyes that instantly made my legs feel weak, and made me now start to blush real badly... the memory of that kiss coming through my mind like a stampede of wild horses. It seemed like she was fighting the same thing as well, transfixed as she looked at me. I thought that my own breathing had stopped for a moment or two, the soft skin of her fingers holding so much more than I imagined.

Libby sighed and let her hand lower, drawing her fingers across my very sweat streaked cheek. She looked at me with such a long gaze, her eyes seemed to be following the outline of my face while she stood there. I could not help but do the same, her sweet oval face seemed so wonderfully soft and gentle, eyes expressing things that I had no words for all the while. I shivered as she slowly pulled her hand away, feeling a little disappointed that she had moved it.

" Let’s do that then..." Was her last words, as she turned her head.

She gave me a hurried smile while she turned, obviously she had heard someone was coming through the doors of the patio from the back yard. Libby was quickly off to get the last load of dishes for me, pausing only once to take a long look over her shoulder before she quickly darted out the door... flashing a smile that made my heart beat just a little faster.

My Mother had been the one who had come in the patio. She had appeared there carting something that looked rather heavy... almost dragging whatever it was.

" How close are you to being done with the dishes here?" She asked, setting down a large black plastic bag that was full of garbage.

" Uh... Libby said she was bringing the last load of dishes in from outside right now..." I said, stammering a little as I answered.... finding that I was feeling just a little flustered at the moment. " Half an hour maybe... forty minutes tops."

My mother stood there and mopped her forehead with a small cloth she had draped over her shoulder as she worked. She then came over and put a hand on my shoulder.

" Well then..." She said, looking over at me. " After you finish them all, leave them and I’ll dry what needs to be dried off... you go off to bed."

" Really? If you need any more, I could still help you..." I said, seeing the end of my dish-pan hands now was in sight.

" Don’t be silly... you have helped out enough for one day... I am very grateful that you have done this all so willingly. It has helped me with this blasted wedding more than you know..." She said, smiling her normal warmth. " You need to get some sleep, little missy... we have a busy day tomorrow as well... making those damned flower arrangements for the tables at the reception hall... and this heat is suppose to be staying with us here, and getting even hotter."

I looked at my Mom when she said that, as I felt the sweat still dripping off of my face as I stood there

" Hotter that what it was today?" I asked back, knowing that this day had been more than hot enough for my liking.

" It is suppose to be hotter than it was today..." Said my mother, nodding her head. " I heard that earlier on.."

I looked at my Mother for a second, that was not what I was wanting to hear as I stood over this sink full of hot water.

" Just how... hot, are you saying it will be?" I asked, curious just how the term ‘hotter’ was being used to explain this.

" The next ten days are suppose to be the hottest days on record in over thirty years... triple digits every day and no winds to speak of either... that is what it said on the news tonight." She said, getting a new garbage bag out of a pack " There is not any forecast for rain in that time either..."

" So we are all going to melt at the wedding?" I said, sighing.

" If we don’t get deep fried before that..." Said my Mom with a small smile.

My Mother then turned and started to grumble about the heat as she headed back outside to do more things, and I clearly heard she was swearing under her breath a few times as well. I was shocked because that was something my Mother rarely did at the best of times, swearing usually was my Dad’s sole domain... and he did it all too well. Seemed like all of this blistering heat we were getting was starting to annoy my normally overly cheerful, annoyingly bubbly Mother... and I could not fault her for feeling like that, because it was that damn hot even as late as it was.

I could not help but giggle at my mother’s sudden usage of a few well placed and well put f-bombs into her normally clean language, and returned to the dishes. I was nervous about the little talk I was needing to have with Libby... but that was tempered by the fact that these fucking dishes would absolutely be done. A perfect trade-off... maybe.

******

 

It was nearly one thirty in the morning when I had finished my last dish up and had placed it on a towel on the counter. I was now officially done kitchen duty and free to head out to the trailer for the night. I was glad, because if I saw one more dish in the next few days, I might have to slit my own wrists to get away from them

I kissed my mother good night, grabbed a couple cans of pops for the little fridge in the trailer and headed out before she could find something else that needed to be done. At any time, my Mother could have done that.. And I was not going to allow her to have that chance in the first place.

I entered the small metal box, thankful that my family had turned the little trailer back into a place to sleep, rather than the bar it had been during the party. I found that it was stifling hot and totally empty inside.... Libby was not in her yet. By the look of it, she had not been her since before this little place had been made into a bar for the evening.

I just flicked on the main light, then snapped on the television to listen to while I put away the pops, wondering when she was going to return to have the little talk we really needed to have. I was nervous about that time when this was all going to happen, but also there was this strange desire for that talk... actually it felt like a need for it as well... a need I could not put into words.

I took a seat on my bed, not knowing quite what to do right now. Perhaps it was my nervousness playing with my mind like this, or perhaps it was some sort of excitement as well... I did not know. The only thing I knew was that I was waiting for Libby to come to the trailer, so I could have some answers and try and express whatever it was that was driving all of these different emotions for me. I was starting to feel like I was at the brink of exploding.

A few minutes later, I heard the door of the trailer beginning to be opened. My whole body tensed a little as I looked over at the doorway, holding my breath, oddly enough. I already could tell that it was going to be Libby that would be momentarily stepping into the trailer. I was starting to sweat like crazy as I sat there on the bed, pretty sure that my sudden shower of sweat was not just from the heat.

Libby stepped in a to the trailer and looked right at me. She seemed to be feeling a little jumbled behind her baby blues as she looked at me, but I made myself smile in an attempt to put her at ease. When she soon cracked a small smile of her own... I was sure that I had helped her in some ways.

She took a step forward, and gave me a very shy glance, one that seemed to also house a lot of feelings. I could not see my own face of course, but I bet it had an equally interesting look on it.

" You must have many questions, I think..." She said, voice wavering in nervousness.

" I do..." I said, not quite knowing which of my questions I wanted to ask first.

" Kinda needing some sort of an explanation for that kiss I layed on you..." She said softly, her eyes holding mine.

" That would be one of my main ones..." I said, happy that she was starting this all off.

She seemed to smile nervously, stepping so she was only standing just a couple of feet in front of me.

" That kiss...It is because.. I love you... and more than ‘just a cousin’ thing..." She said. " Always have loved you... but always I guess that I had hid it well."

I was stunned by the revelation that was just handed to me. I looked at her, and saw the glow that her face held.

" You love me?"

" Yeah, strange hu?" She said, taking a seat next to me. " Even when you were young, I thought you were so beautiful, so energy driven... your long dark hair made me feel weak, your face and how it lit up when you smiled made me feel that way...All I wanted to do was kiss you so any times..."

" You loved me... so you showed that by kicking the crap out of me all the time?" I asked, as it sounded strange... yet it started to answer questions.

" Yeah, I did... didn’t I..." She said, her face showed that she was feeling guilty about things. " I was confused with what I was feeling, so in my kid like mind... I would beat the living crap out of you so I could stop loving you, but I always ended up feeling so bad after I did it and was afraid to show that I was sorry... that is what I meant when I said I figured things out since the last time I saw you."

I looked at her, and I felt my own heart thumping away in my chest. Looking back, even trough the beatings I had gotten from her, I could remember thinking that she was very pretty as well.

" I remember you were so beautiful as well, that was what I always thought... between those other times that you beat the supreme shit out of me." I said, not helping but to laugh at it.

" Talk about love hurting, hu?" She said, laughing at her purposeful humour. I laughed as well... seeing her humour shining through

I looked at her, and saw her looking back. I began to blush even harder, feeling wild tingling starting to show up in places I tried not to think about very often.

" You always were the more...’interesting’ people in our family..." I said, giggling as I remembered back.

" I always knew you were a little different as well..." She pointed out, as her body relaxed." That was just another part of why I liked you... I knew I was not like anyone else as well and guess that made it that way.."

" You felt different?" I asked, seeing the confidence coming through her statement.

" Hell...I knew I was more than just different from pretty much the start I guess... never really feeling completely like I was normal." She admitted

" You mean..." I said, hesitant to say what had came into my mind...for the simple fear that it would also point back to me as well. " You felt different because you had figured out that you were gay?"

" I sort of had to admit that to myself after fighting with it...yes, I am gay." Libby blushed

I had to admit, through out my own life, I never did feel what was classified as ‘normal’ in any sense of the words as well. The thing was that I just never let it get to me very much, or even really let myself think about it for very long. With this little talk I was having with Libby now was answering some of those long ignored questions I had.

I blushed, as I was now really thinking it all over.... and I seemed to have gotten my own answer at the same time.

" I have found myself feeling this sort of love for you as well... love that was more than like for my family... if you know what I mean." I said, feeling how shy I was acting...not like who I was... but something better. " I have really wrestled with the question of whether or not I am gay only a little while..."

" I know it’s hard to find out who you are... after so many years of actually ignoring it... not acknowledging that you are thinking about it..." She said, putting her hand on my cheek. " It takes different people, different amounts of time to figure things out. A day, a month or perhaps years.... but it all depends on the person."

I nodded, as I had a flash of pure reality come over me. I had been wondering about things all along, I just had not ‘let’ myself do it. I felt instantly a little more free at that second. I looked at my beautiful cousin and nodded again.

" I guess I have been thinking on this for longer that I knew......" I said softly, the giggled. " Kind of hard to ignore what I’m feeling at the moment..." I smirked nervously. " And those questions as well..."

" Have you come up with an answer for yourself?" She asked, reading my face as she waited for me to answer.

It was right at that very moment, that I had came up with an answer for myself... and it was one that felt right deep inside of myself. I felt, as if I had just took that step to knowing who I was.

" I am... Gay." I whispered, then felt freedom!

Libby’s face glowed, as her eyes sparkled. She leaned in for a kiss, and I met her. I may not have had any experience in kissing up to this point in my life, or in relationships as well... but dammit... all I knew was that I needed to kiss her.

Our lips met, and I could feel my whole body shiver the second they touched. With our arms clutching one another, we felt a liberation that had not been there before... freeing us. I could feel her breasts and body squishing up against mine, and I found even that felt so damned amazing.

As we kissed, I felt her hand slip between us and onto my breast. Her hand was softly squeezing lightly, but it was sending shivers through my entire body. I felt her quiver as well.

" Oh..." I said, stepping back for a moment to look at her.

" You alright?" Asked Libby, unsure of why I had moved away from her like that..

" Feels so nice..." I admitted, feeling myself continue to shiver with delight. " I... don’t quite know what to do next.. That is why I moved."

" Neither do I..." She plainly said, her eyes sparkling right at me.

I was shocked, as I looked at my beautiful cousin.

" This is your first time too..." I asked so shocked like, even though my mind had already figuring that much out.

" For both of us..." She smiled. " Guess we might just have to ‘wing it’..."

After a short pause, I stood up, feeling very bold all of a sudden. I undid the shoulder ties on my sundress, and just let it fall from my body. I heard Libby gasp, as she noticed I had not put on a bra..

" Your ...so...beautiful..." She sighed, her eyes seemingly lookin me over.

I was going to ask her if my boobs were too small, feeling a little uneasy with them right now... but she stoped my question by leaning forwards and kissing my nipple on my one breast. I could not stop myself from letting out a gasp as I put my arm around her head, trapping her right where she was. I felt her tongue starting to ring my nipple, making it even stiffer than what it had been. I felt this jolt of being so alive at that moment, all from her attacking my breast so lovingly.

I swooned over her suckling on my nipple, yet I soon also felt that her hand was rubbing my thigh, going inwards and upwards to my crotch. My little jewel in my panties already was trembling like crazy as she neared.... and my jewel seemed to know that Libby was getting close as well.

Her fingers then finally contacted the fabric, and I nearly had my knees give out with just that whisper of a touch. I swallowed hard as she traced the outer parts of my sex through the cotton, sending major shockwaves to shoot through my body. I bit my lip to stop any noise for coming out, but I could not stop the little groan I heard come out of myself. I shuttered, as the sensations were so amazing.

Libby pulled away from my nipple and then looked up from where she sat on the bed. She give me a nervous smile, as she used both hands to go onto the waistband of my panties. She tugged them off of my slim hips and drew them down my legs. I was a little apprehensive I admit, but I was also so excited as she undressed me slowly. I lifted my feet, and she finished undressing me, leaving my flip flops on the floor.

She looked over my still underdeveloped body with smile. She stood up and stood right in front of me, her hand resting on my aroused sex as she looked deeply into my eyes.

" Now... you undress me..." She breathed.

Nervously I began to pull up her shirt, as she lifted her arms to make it easier. A slinky black bra which held back large breasts came into view. I threw the shirt towards her side of the trailer, and reached around and unhooked the bra... freeing her amazing body with a gasping sound..

Libby’s breasts were large and firm, milky white with a hint of pink in them that made them so amazing looking. They jutted out with the excitement she was feeling, never seeming to be saggy. I licked my lips, as those boobs were absolutely gorgeous to me. I knelt down right then and undid her shorts she had been wearing... which I had already noticed how tight they were on her hips. I pulled them down slowly, savouring getting to see what the girl looked like as I did.... making sure I was taking the sheer lace panties with the shorts.

The girl had a light dusting of blonde hair surrounding her little treasure looking like spun gold. The hairs were cut really short, and I could tell they were really damp from not only the stickiness of the weather... but her aroused state. A light musk scent came to me from her, causing my own just bared sex to quiver in excitement. I touched her sweet center with my fingers, and felt just how velvety soft it was... the end result was to make Libby shiver and moan when I did it.

I stood back up, and was instantly pushed down on to the bed, her form then mashed up against mine. I just let myself go, kissing Libby wildly as we rolled around and felt one another now bare forms with hungry fingers and mouths. I gasped as her touches were sending me into the purest form of pleasure I had ever had, making things tingle like at no time before.

I was soon a little surprised...Libby had somehow got all the way down my body and was now crouched between my legs. I gasped, as I saw her face was only an inch or so away from my damp center... and that fact she was that close made me shiver even more. I watched as she kissed my little folds with little pecks while she continued to look up through my legs. I gasped and threw my head back against the bed, as the sensations of her lips on my labia made me vibrate even harder.

" You taste so sweet..." She murmured through kissing my flower, the vibrations of her words adding to the experience.

I then felt her giggle, and that made me wait for what might be coming next... she was up to something now. I felt her then starting to use her tongue on me, working on the very button that throbbed and pulsed at the very top of my flower. I arched up my hips and let out a long moan that was surprisingly loud, as the light touch of her tongue only made want way more.

" Oh...Damn!!" I gasped out, as that tongue did circles around it as she slipped her hand under my ass.

" You can swear, you know..." She teased, stopping only that once to say it.

" Holy Shit!" I finally came out with, as she had already started back up again.

She continued this for many minutes, varying the speed of her ministrations from deliberately slow to purposefully fast over the course. I was now nearly babbling crazy with lust, feeling like my entire body was on fire. I whimpered softly, as I was at her mercy... thankfully.

I felt her insert a finger into my little opening as she continued her loving of my lower flower petals.. and I could only react by throwing my legs open to their fullest and thrusting my hips up to meet her. The feeling of her finger filling me like this, was intoxicating... and I was wanting her never to stop. She obliged me on that by getting more animated with her loving, turning circles around my nub with the tongue while using her finger... all with amazing results.

With my body now bathed in sweat, racing towards the very brink of my orgasm with lurked in me. My body was twitching like mad, my little flower was vibrating under each kiss and lap Libby was giving me while my insides gripped her finger and pulsed with a mind of its own. I was about to literally explode, and it seemed like Libby knew it.

As I teetered on the very edge of my climax... I felt Libby insert a second finger into me and start to pump them both vigorously in me. I gasped as the sensations overwhelmed me and my whole body arched... and it was at that precise moment that I was pushed over the orgasmic edge.

I humped the face and fingers wildly, as my orgasm capture ever part of my very soul. I was not in control of anything now, as I felt my juices gushing out and bathing Libby’s face in it fury of release. I was lost in the rapture of it all, a rapture that I was not wanting to let end as she continued to vigorously bring wave after wave of my climax out of me. I was pleasantly enslaved to her manipulations freely.

When it finally eased off, I felt myself sink into the bed as she was up on her knees looking at me. Encompassed by the feeling of peacefulness between my release and those wonderful blue eyes that looked at me, I was feeling the peace of it all flow through me. I smiled as she looked at me, feeling so relaxed right now. I had only masturbated once before, but what she had just did to me, eclipsed that totally. I was feeling completely exhausted and had a sense of serenity hug me from the inside, but something inside of me also was wanting to ‘return’ the favour right back.

She had just slid from between my thighs and was beginning to laying down to kiss me some more, I simply pushed her onto her back, and proceeded to crawl down to her legs. She looked down and watched me slither down the length of her body

" My turn..." I said playfully, wanting to experience her even more than I already had..

" Oh my fucking..." She let out in a gasp, her body starting to quiver when I had said that.

She had already opened her legs so I could settle between her wonderfully long sculpted legs. Now very close, I looked at the dusty pink flower that was open for me, and saw it was glistening with her body juices. I felt my mouth start to water as I lowered my head to her little treasure, I was wanting to taste her the same way she had me. Just as I neared that bloomed folds of skin, she tensed with anticipation... and I also started to feel myself also doing the same thing.

I layed a kiss onto the outer folds with the lightest touch I could have given her. She vibrated and cooed once my lips had touched her swollen labia. I lifted my head as little and licked my lips, finding that her juices were amazingly sweet and exciting on my tastebuds... it was the most wonderful taste I had ever had. I lowered myself again to her flower, this time taking a starting lick of that wonderful girl’s sweetness on my tongue.

" Oh my fucking God!!" She gasped out, her hips already thrusting her flower up for me

I was feeling ravenous, that sweetness was making me want more of it ever passing second. I found her little ‘excite button’ and licked it with rapid spinning motions. She arched her sex up to meet my tongue, gasping my name wildly over and over again, which made me move it even faster. I felt her hands had reached down and was holding the back of my head, so I was in very close contact with her little sex, I just was happy to keep on just enjoying the tastes on my lips, stopping had not even entered my mind.

I slipped my hands under her and cupped her firm ass while I did my work, totally enthralled at just how rounded and sculpted her ass felt... and now being able to feel every muscles vibrate and dance as I tasted her. I lavished everything I had on to her nectar pouring treasure, and found myself getting lost in her.

She was thrashing around like mad, her hips were grinding her wonderful vulva up into my face. I was enraptured with the taste and smell she had... and I was spurred on to do more just by that alone. I inserted a finger into her opening, while my tongue still played with her little nub. She was warm and wet, the velvet of her insides hugged my probing finger with softness... I was in awe of this girl’s body... and her as well. I could not think of a place I wanted to be more than with her.

For long minutes, I worked away, revelling in the feeling of her body tightening and her body to spasm wildly as I did what I was doing. I knew that she was so close to having an orgasm herself, and I was determined to return her favour completely. I sped up both my tongue and hand at the same time, and felt her body coil and shake in response. I inserted a second finger on a whim, sliding it effortlessly into her already excited body... that seemed to do the trick all at once.

Lilly’s body bucked up against me, her hole suddenly spewing a wave of sweetness over my face and hand. I pulled out my finger and started to drink up the juices with such delight, as her orgasmic juices were even sweeter now than before. I could feel her whole body literally was shaking, and I listened as she babbled incoherently as her orgasm took her over. I stayed on track, lapping and tonguing her sweet little opening of her’s for all I was worth... enjoying the fact that I could feel her body pulse with every part of her climax.

The girl suddenly went limp after one last arching of her back, and sank into the bed panting heavily. I could hear how hard she was breathing, and lifted my head to look at her. The sweat that covered her so heavily now, made Libby look even more beautiful than ever, her eyes danced with sparkles while she looked at me.

" Well?" I asked.

" Fucking damn..." She breathed hard, smoothing away a heavy sweat soaked lock of her own hair.

I moved with a tired crawl so I could lay beside her on the blankets, making sure our bodies were touching as I settled in. I felt a little cooler now with my own heavy dousing of sweat that covered me from head to toe... even though it was one hot night. She looked at me, and I felt my heat rise again, just a little. I sighed, knowing now that it was not the heat that had gripped out city.

I looked into her amazing face, and saw a deep love that she looked at me with. It was a love of honesty and freedom that came through from her to me. I was feeling like I was on top of the world right now.

" Have I told you that I love you, Amy..." She asked with a sweat glistening grin, still breathing heavy.

" I think you have... ‘shown’ me that..." I said, feeling my face becoming hot with blushing.

Libby laughed.

" Guess I can say that too..." She smirked, pulling me into her. " Who’s complaining though?"

" I’m not..." I giggled, kissing the girl right on the lips.

" I’m fucking not!!" She said, her face actually turning a darker shade of pink.

We both giggled at that while we snuggled in, too hot for the blankets. Over the next hour or so, we explored one another with fingers, hands and lips until we drifted off to sleep, after making sure we had locked the trailer door first.

We knew that we would not be getting very much sleep... but at this point, we did not care. Knowing one another, and getting to know ourselves as well seemed to be the best rest possible. We did talk a little over having to hid our love from the family, but we both knew because of the views our relatives had... we needed to hid that part.

 

It was sad, but nessassary.

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