IC Day 6 - Yes?

"Umm..." you say uncertainly. "Yes?"

You don't actually know... if other teams are doing it, you should too, right? You are too nervous...

"I think so too. Let's go," Olga says, taking your hand. Before you can say anything, you are at the door. She's taking you outside!

"Where are we going?" you ask as she shuts the door behind you.

It's dark. The camp is quiet except for the crickets. You did not realize she was asking you if you wanted to go out and participate in spying yourself... you are barefoot, and not even wearing panties...

...but it's too embarrassing to tell her.

"Pink Team," Olga says, squeezing your hand. "They have the American and that new girl from England. The museum girl."

"Museum?" you say, confused. The American must be Riley... it's true that those two are really good players.

Olga pulls you into the night. Together, you creep through the dark, passing by the Red Cabin. Through window, you see Olivia and Lotte talking to a girl with a shaved head, and even more tattoos than Olga. Another girl has weird, suspiciously pale skin... it almost looks truly white.

...but you go past that cabin to the next one: Pink Team's cabin.

You and Olga sneak up to the window and peer inside.

Much like your team, Riley's team is getting ready for bed. Viti sits on her bed, blushing as she watches a brunette you don't know put her shorts on... and Sun is brushing Aki's hair while Lara talks to someone on the phone.

"Looks like they all get along," Olga says, looking disappointed. Was she hoping they would be fighting already? "She will be trouble," she predicts, pointing out a tall girl with darker skin. "Those little ones look like nothing." There are two brunettes you don't know, but they are both small... "What do you know about the American?" she asks.

Oh... is that what this is about? Is that why she picked you? Maybe she saw you and Angela hanging out with Riley the last few days...

Well, Riley is not on your team, but you don't know anything about her that would help. Even if you did, you would not say. Riley is sweet. She is your friend.

"I know nothing," you say.

Olga shrugs and creeps on, pulling you with her. You circle to the bathroom windows and... oh!

This window looks into a shower stall, and Riley is in it.

Water streams over her perky breasts and flat stomach... she has a washcloth in her hand, and rubbing shower gel on her body. Olga stops to look, and you... you are looking too. She is just bathing, but the penis between her legs is fully hard, sticking out and bobbing with every move she makes. She keeps washing herself, then wipes her hair out of her eyes and rinses off. She puts the washcloth on a hook, then places one palm flat on the wall of the shower.

The other hand reaches down and wraps around her penis. Her eyes close and she bows her head, stroking herself gently. You see her hips and her beautiful legs move in the motion... you are hypnotized by it. You lose track of time watching, but are suddenly woken up when she bites her lip, and her body tenses.

You suddenly feel your own pussy clamp down painfully hard on your fingers. Your knees buckle as you cum, your juices streaming down your legs. You didn't realize you were doing it, but now your head is blank.

Olga hears your whimper and grabs you so you don't fall. Riley hears it and turns, but Olga gets you out of the way and around the corner of the lodge.

You come to your senses in her arms, breathing hard. Your chest is pushed against hers, and she's right in front of your face, concerned.

"Are you OK?" Olga asks worriedly... she can't see anything in the dark.

"Yes," you gasp, wiping your wet hand on your shirt, embarrassed. It takes Olga a second to understand... maybe she smells it.

"Oh," she says, looking shocked. One of her hands has slid down your back to your hip, where in the sudden hustle, your shirt rode up... her fingers just find the soft, round flesh of your bare rear end.

"Oh," she says, realizing you are not wearing underwear. She pulls your shirt down to cover you. "I am sorry. I thought you were dressed."

You are dying of embarrassment... you can't even speak.

"Let's go back," Olga says. She still has your hand... the one you weren't using. She leads you back to the cabin, where you rush to your bed and hide your blushing face under the covers.

You listen... but Olga doesn't say anything to anyone else. She's nice... and Riley was really cute when she came. How are you going to sleep now?