Moans from the tent chapter 1 part 4 of 5

Moans from the tent chapter 1 part 4 of 5

"Why not? Why do you think?"

"What's wrong with looking? We're out camping, there are going to be times when we're changing or washing that we'll see each other. It's not like we'd do anything."

"You expect me just to show you, my breasts?"

"Why not? Unless of course, they're not as good as you say they are," he said as calmly as he could.

The silence in the dark gave Jeff hope.

"You can't touch," JP said dryly.

"I don't want to touch."

"Yes, you do," she accused him playfully.

"No, I don't."

"Are you sure?"

"I have a girlfriend."

"A Hooters girl!"

"Hey. Be nice. She's a good kid."

"Sorry. sorry," JP said, remorsefully. That wasn't nice.

"Come on then."

"You can't turn the torch on."

"What would be the point of that if I can't see...you don't want me to touch, right?"

"Okay. But just for a little while. Maggie will be back soon."
Jeff looked at the darkness of the tent door. That was unlikely. He could hear JP take off her sleeping top. "Are you done?".

"Okay," JP finally said.

Jeff turned on the torch and pointed her way. JP's shoulders were bare, but her sleeping bag was covering her breasts.

"Oh, come on," Jeff said lightly. "That doesn't work."

"It's not easy," JP admitted to him. "I've not exactly done this before."

"You have sex with your boyfriend, don't you?"

"Yeah...but...only him."

"You've never been with anyone other than him?"

JP shook her head in the light.

"Really? That's interesting. So, no one else has ever seen your breasts even?"

"Not naked."

"Wow. I feel...privileged."

"Yeah, well, I feel silly and nervous."

"Hey, this is purely scientific," Jeff assured her. "All we're doing is getting the qualified opinion of a guy who knows a lot about Hooters girls as to whether your breasts are up to standard, or indeed as you suggest way above standard."

"You can't touch."

Jeff shuffled back slightly. "Observation only. Agreed."

JP pulled the bag down and then up quickly.

"Oh come on. Do it properly," Jeff moaned. "This is for science."

"Don't touch," she said again. This time JP pulled the bag down to her hips and lay on her back. She covered her face with her hands.

"Holy moly," Jeff said, torch straight on her. "Holy moly."

"What do you think?" JP asked sheepishly.

"Move your hands. Let me see properly."

Gingerly JP moved her arms back to her side, squinting in the light.

"Holy shit."

"What do you think?"

"I think they would start fights," Jeff admitted.

"See. I told you."

"I see what you mean. They're not huge, but, wow, there is something about them. The shape, your nipples, wow. Can you sit up?"

Nervously JP sat and let him ogle her front as her tits hung freely for him to see.

"I've got to say I'm...amazed. You would cause a fuss. I can imagine."

For a while, JP knelt and let him say nice things about her body. She trusted he wouldn't touch her, she felt safe.

"Only your boyfriend has ever seen these like this?"

"Uh-huh."

"I really do envy him. He's a lucky guy."

"Thank you. Have you had enough?"
Jeff laughed out loud. "No! Let's just, I don't know, talk, like we were before."

"About?"

"Umm...I don't know...do you use condoms with your boyfriend?"

To be continued