Dress up

It was a long day, and it was only two in the afternoon. I spent the morning and early in a development meeting. A dozen people handing out ideas for a new sitcom - little of them good. I was there as a favor for an old friend. The meeting took five hours and nothing was accomplished. I had a headache.

I walked into the house without expectation. Sometimes you come home to know who’s here and what they probably do, watch TV, surf, sleep, whatever. Today I wasn’t aware of my environment. My mind tried to deal with the thought that the meeting had generated. When I came into the house, I thought of a beer first.

I turned left and went to the kitchen. I heard a laugh coming out of the bedroom. A young smile and not so young. I was wondering what my girlfriend was up to. It wasn’t unusual for her to have a friend or two. They were a wild group, but this didn’t sound like someone old enough to be a friend. I turned around and went to the bedroom.

Suddenly, I was surprised by my girlfriend coming out of the room. I wasn’t surprised she came out of the room, but I was surprised by what she was wearing. Her clothes were only made from two blooming scarves. One was knocked on her right hip and cut over her top thigh on a bia that ended up on her left knee. The other scarf was tied in the middle and then tied around her to form an impromptu bra.

Grace stopped shortly when she saw me standing and in the beginning, her eyes opened her mouth when my presence scared her, but then she smiled and came to me. I looked over her shoulder like a young voice said,

“Graceeee! I can’t get the top up.”

My jaw fell when I saw my 13-year-old niece step in the hallway. She was as good as Grace, except for one difference. She had her head down and tried to undo a knot in what was supposed to be her top, but it was currently in her waist and she was standing there half naked. She’s a little girl, often misled for a few years younger than she really is. She has long, right, blond hair, cornflower eyes, and a generous mouth with full, generous lips. She’d be a knockout, that’s what she did to me right now.

She was good at her development, and she sported a few good conic boobs, pale, pink urchin and nipples. I had more fantasies about my niece all the time. Very fancy fantasies. My girlfriend knew about my desires and she fed them with her bisexual urge. Grace and Chris have been growing lately, and I was wondering how close they’d get. I knew my girlfriend’s taste and her hunger.

My mind was cut off when Chris saw me. She froze like a deer in headlights. Her eyes opened wide, her mouth opened just as wide, and the color was in her face. To rewind her senses, she screamed and raised her hands to cover her little breasts and turned back to the bedroom.

I leaned back a little so I could focus on Grace’s face.

“What are you doing?”

“Playing dress up, fool!” Grace answered and giggled. She leaned closer and whispered: “What a better way to see the little minx naked.”

I moaned and I felt my cock stirr. Grace gave me a cock on the lips and turned back into the bedroom. I heard whispering and Grace’s laughter. I heard Chris mumble how it wasn’t funny, and then they both started laughing. I turned around and went to the lair.

All the thoughts of a beer washed off my mind. My headache was gone, and I didn’t even think about the morning meeting. My half-naked niece’s vision was etched into my brain. My dick got in my pants. I kicked my sandwiches and sat on my old leather couch. I slowed down the last moment and I shook my head.

I told myself and then I felt myself laughing.

I sat there for a few minutes until I came back to my senses. I was torn. I couldn’t focus on anything. I was planning on catching up on some work, but I realized it was the last thing I wanted to do. I’ve decided to work. I stood and took off my sports coat and took off my shirt. I threw both items on the couch and then I walked into the spare room where the training equipment was set up.

I was in front of the closet and I slid the door open. Take off my pants, I pulled them off my legs. I wasn’t wearing any underwear, and so I was standing there naked when I pulled some clean sweats out of the top shelf. I turned around and pulled them on the railroad to the stairweller and then reached into the closet for a few socks and my crosstrainers. I balanced on one foot when I pulled a sock and then I started doing the same thing with the other when I heard a voice,

“Uncle Bob?”

I looked up when Chris came in and found myself at the opposite end of a look. Chris’ face opened when she saw me naked. Her eyes traveled to my body and took care of half my hard dick. I heard her breathing fast.

“Chris?” I said gently and her eyes went to mine before she turned around and washed away.

She was still dressed in her clothes, and when she turned around, I saw the bottom scarf was a little early and the bottom of her butt gloss was clearly visible.

Jesus! I told myself, wondering what would happen today.

I’m done getting dressed and sat down to do some exercises. I sat with my legs as wide as I could and I leaned to one side and then the other. I could stretch the sartorius muscles slowly. I was almost done when Grace came in. She bored a broad smile and her face was glowing.

“Well, she started, “I see you decided it was a fair game.”

“All by accident. I assure you, I told her.

I wonder, she said and was on the weight couch.

She was still wearing her “scarf” outfit, and when she sat, it brought her cross to the eye level. I have a crush on her naked cunt. It was puffy and it looked damp.

I said to her.

Grace looked down and pulled the scarf away. She slipped a finger between her cunt’s lips and pulled it into her mouth where she slowly cut it.

“Mmm, yummy,” she said, and she wiped her eyes out.

“Jesus!” I said, “Give me a break, will you? This old heart can only take so much. By the way, there are impactable thoughts about it.”

Grace giggled and got up. She haunted me and pulled her finger over my lips and giggled when I grabbed her and pulled her out of my reach. She pulled a finger at me and shook her head back and forth, spoke the words. “No, no, no.”

“Tease!”

“You’re the one who said there are impactable thoughts,” she answered when she walked away.

She went through the door and leaned back for a moment she whispered.

“Oh, and she was pretty impressed.

I attacked my gym with wild abandon. I did three sets of repeats in about an hour and spent half an hour on the stairs. I sweated deep. I knew I’d hurt later. Normally, I’ve stretched my routine to three hours, to make sure I did the exercises correctly, kept my breath.

I was snooping around and bursting like an old steam engine and the clamps of fast moving weights in my ears. I took off my shirt and used it to wipe the sweat off. I saw myself in the “posing” mirror and stopped. I was definitely pumped. Blood vessels headed to my arms like thick ropes and muscle bars all over my pecs.

Idiot! I told the image in the mirror and threw my shirt on it.

I took my breath under control and went into the spare bath where I turned the shower and took off my shoes, socks and pants. I came in and let the hot water run over me. I washed the sweat and then put the shower head on the wrist. I had the water rub my hull. I was hoping to avoid the sensitivity that would definitely follow. I could almost feel the lactic acid built in my joints and muscles.

I dryed myself and put on a bathrobe. My stomach started rubbering and I realized it should be close to dinner. A barefoot in the kitchen, I opened closets and the fridge and looked for something to cook.

The choices were meager. No one went shopping for a while. I pulled a cardboard eggs and separated the whites’ milk. I put the yolks in a bowl and brought them back to the fridge. I cut some Parma ham, dictated a green pepper, chopped some scallions, and seed and dictated a ripe tomato. I floated the protein until they started rising and put them in a great skill with butter. I had the eggs hardened and added the other ingredients. I folded the omelet in half and put it in the oven for half a dozen minutes.

I stuck my head out of the kitchen and yelled that food was almost done. I grabbed a small peasant bread and sliced big pieces of crust, chewing bread. The girls came in when I pulled the pan out of the oven.

There was something about them that attracted my attention. They changed back in street clothes. Both wore shorts and T-shirts. I could see neither was wearing a bra. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was something about them. They seemed to glow. Chrissie’s cheeks were reder than usual and her lips looked puffier. Then the smell hit me. It was that smell you get when you walk into a bedroom after someone had sex. That pheromone smell.

I took a break when I took out the omelet and stared at Grace. She stared back and raised an eyebrow like she had to say “what”? I opened my mouth to speak, but I thought better about it. I’m done serving and then I sat in silence. I didn’t contribute to the conversation. Chris manipulated the whole thing. She just kept going on about the clothes she’d tried before, and about school, and about her sister, and about her mother and ad nausea.

She was really pumped. Grace would add a word here and there and she giggled a lot. I kept feeding them naked in bed. I was wondering what they did. My mind has jumped and graphic footage. I watched Grace’s fingers move slowly over Chris’ hairless cunt, separate the tight folding, and go in.

I saw those fingers teasing her little clit while Grace sucked and nabbed on her conic boobs. I put Grace’s tongue floating under the folding of Chrissie’s cunt while she was back and moaning. I tried, but I couldn’t imagine Chris doing the same thing with Grace. Someone said something to me and I had to shake my head to clear it.

Where were you? Grace asked. “Your eyes were out of focus. Must have been a meeting.”

Yeah, I crowned then to clear my lust. “It just went on.”

I suddenly realized that my dick was as stiff as a sign and was on the opening in my bathrobe. I was lucky to be in front of the two girls. I happen to have my bathrobe to cover myself up.

I looked down and realized I hadn’t touched my food. I slowly cut off my omelet and forced myself to eat. My mind finally changed out of erotic and I came to their conversation. I was surprised to learn that Chris would spend the night. Her sister stayed with friends. My brother and his wife had decided to admit a night without children and ask Grace to look at the older girl.

I was very surprised because my sister-in-law had big reservations about my presence with her daughters. She had the impression that I was a debaucher and was afraid that I would use the affection of the girls to make evil ends. She didn’t know.

The two girls are done with food and gone to watch a movie. I played with my food. My mind was empty. It was like my mind was sucked into a vacuum. I stirred slowly and got up to clear the table. I chewed and eyebrow when I realized I was left alone to clean up. I did it anyway.

I’m done and I went to my room to turn into jeans and a shirt. I stopped in the living room for a few minutes and joined the others while they were watching some crazy movie with Ashley and the other Olson twins. The twins were in Paris for some reason. I could only take so much and I finally got up and went to the lair. I’ve been thinking about working again, but I’ve stayed on the net instead.

I’ve been snooping around for a while, looking at sites about Anthrax and the attacks in Afghanistan, when a chime called and I looked up to see a friend’s name on my “buddy list.” I smiled and pulled the IM window off. I loved talking to this woman, and I sent my regards. She responded immediately and we started an electronic conversation.

Our conversation slowly moved from the usual “how are you” and “what are you doing in the lake exciting and libidinous? She talked about her new boyfriend and the great sex they had. I teased her and worked around what I suspected happened between my cousin and Grace. My girlfriend also had strong bisexual tendencies and she voted her envy. We talked about the possibilities, and by the time she said good night, I was more frank than a high school football team.

I took out my machine and then I went back to the living room. They were watching some reality show, and I was at the bank for a while and I looked for a while. I felt a hand crawling on my leg and looking down to see Grace staring at me. I realized when my erection was very remarkable. I looked at Chris to see if she’d noticed, but she looked at the screen.

I suddenly saw her cheeks red and realized she could see what Grace did in the perife of her sight. I pushed Grace’s hand away before she attacked me openly and told her to slip over so I could sit down. I saw Chris looking at my cross fast when I ran into the bank and settled between them.

I was worried about the program and had them switched to one of the new shows of the season. The program had some steam interaction and I felt Grace’s hand on my thigh. I looked at her, but she looked at the screen. Her hand fixed my thigh and sprayed my dick.

I felt my dick and it started swelling again. I put a hand over hers and turned to glass her. She narrowed her eyes and gave me a bad smile. Her hand squeezed me and I practically cried hard. I gave her a look that said “stop,” but she ignored it. I looked at Chris and saw her staring at Grace’s hand.

My mind screamed to stop this, but I was so horny that I let it go. I moved my hand and left. Grace have her way. She loved my swollen dick openly, slid her hand past the height and fried it softly. I couldn’t help and moan while her hand squeezed the swollen head.

I heard Chris gasp when I gave the moan and saw her staring openly. Her lips were a little bit shared and she breathed through her mouth. I saw her throat work when she swallowed dry. I was masturbated now that Grace’s hand moved back in rhythm. I felt my body vibrating when the feeling became intense.

“This is crazy,” I whispered and Grace made a quiet sound.

Grace turned to me and leaned in me. She pressed her lips against mine and we embraced. Her tongue went into my mouth and played with mine. She did something I couldn’t see and suddenly changed the feeling on my dick. I thought she changed her hands. My better judgment finally came in and I pushed Grace away. I turned to Chris and wanted to tell her. That she had to go to bed when my eyes opened wide and I looked at my cross. Chris leaned to me, and it was her hand that was breeding me.

Jesus! I moaned when my dick got rigider and pressed against her probing hand.

I heard a chuckle and twisted to see Grace look at me. She leaned back in and moved her kiss back in. I felt her hand on my waist and suddenly my pants are loose. The sound of my zipper seemed extraordinary. I pushed her away again and I started saying this was crazy, but she put a finger on my lips and nodded her head to tell me. I had to go with the power.

Chris pulled her hand out and watched Grace dislocate me. Grace pulled the flaps off my fly and Chris took off when she saw the root of my cock was under my pubic hair. Grace slipped off the couch and kneeled for me. She took the handcuffs off my pants and pulled. The pants slid slowly from under me, and suddenly my dick came up and focused on the ceiling. His tip was damp with precum and the head was dark and full of blood.

It’s so big, Chris said she slowly touched my dick.

I moaned when she made contact and my dick crawled and stumbled. Chris giggled light and pulled her hand around my shaft.

“Mmm, that’s it,” Grace encouraged Grace. Put your hand up and down. Not too fast. See how the skin turns around the head. It’s called a foreskin. Not all men have that.

“She doesn’t?” Chris answered.

“No,” Grace said, continue her instructions. Many men cut it off when they were born. It should be for beauty, and some people do it for religious reasons.”

Why would a religion want people to do that? That sounds weird.

I couldn’t believe the banter is going around me. It was like I wasn’t there. It was like the only thing between them was a swollen dick, but her manipulation was beautiful. She had a soft touch and her hand was so hot. She slowly lifted her hand and down, gave me full strokes. She pulled the foreskin until it turned around the head and squeezed a little bit. I loved it, even with all the talking.

What’s that? Chris asked, and I saw her looking at a load of liquid that was pressed out of my urethra.

That’s seminal fluid, said Grace, sounds like a teacher. “It’s what the penis slides to make it easier.”

“Go inside? You mean like… Chris stomped.

“Yes,” said Grace laughing, to go into a woman’s cunt.”

Chris’ face lights when the color’s high in her face. Here she was, breeding my dick, and she was embarrassed by the word shit. I would have found it ironic if I had been able to put together a cogent thought.

Grace raised the ante when she leaned forward and passed her tongue to the head of my dick. Chris froze in the middle of a stroke and stared with mouth agape. She was speechless. Grace looked at her and giggled.

“I told you about sucking,” Grace said nonchalant.

Chris’ mouth open and shut while she was trying to form words, but they didn’t come. She looked at her hand with my dick like it was an alien thing. I thought she’d run, but I was stupidly beaten when she leaned forward and her tongue drove over my dick’s head.

I moaned and moaned in the intense feeling that went through my member. Chris looked at me and smiled like a minor. She pushed ahead and kept her eyes on my face… She drove her tongue over my dick’s crown. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. My body’s shaken. I heard the two girls giggling. I felt a mouth weakening my dick’s head and I pulled my head forward to see Grace preach. Chris looked at her and took every move. She was excited for her turn.

I could hear her breathing while it worked in her chest. Her nipples were hard and pressed against her tee. I touched her right breast. She looked at me and her eyes opened wide. I slowly held her chest through her shirt, squeezing and squeezing. I rolled the nipple between my thumb and ancestor and she closed her eyes and cried quietly. I reached down and pulled the shirt off her shirt. She reached down and helped me.

I saw her boobs appear when she pulled the shirt over her head and pulled her long blond hair through the neck hole. She shaked her head and arranged her hair. Her long hair fell to her boobs and the sight of her nipples sniffing through the stresses was very erotic.

I drove the palm of my hand against a nipple and the next, she felt hard about my touch. Chris smiled and punched her chest out. I played with a nipple and the next and she swore. Her chest was up and down when she was breathing deeply. She turned on the couch and stood on her knees to give me better access. I leaned ahead and looked for a nipple with my mouth. She brushed her hair and introduced me.

I’ve got most of her chest with my mouth and pulled back until her nipple stayed between my lips. I squeezed her nipple with my lips and threw it with my tongue. Chris moaned and pushed me harder. I suddenly felt cool and I knew Grace had stopped her from sucking. I looked at her and she kneeled in front of me and looked at my cousin’s tit. Grace pulled her shirt off and exposed her on boobs. They were full and round and blurry. She was young enough that they hadn’t touched gravity yet. Her armor was wide and her nipples were big and pronounced.

She reached herself when she saw me playing with Chris’ tits. We left for a few minutes, and then Chris pulled out with a sigh. She reached her breasts and smiled. Looking down, she saw my shiny and beating dick. She also slipped from the bank and kneeled next to Grace. I spread my legs wider to join them both.

Chris looked at Grace, nodding her encouragement. I watched Chris move forward and then my dick understood again. Her movement continued when she brought her mouth down to weaken my dick. I cried hard when I felt the heat of her mouth around my dick head.

“Look at your teeth, Grace whispered at her. Use your lips and tongue. Take as much as you can in your mouth and suck light when you pull. Use your tongue and put it past the crown of his dick, they really like that.

Chris was a good student and took instructions well. Very good. I was taken to a place with a lot of fun. I knew the taboo of the situation my arousal and increased my pleasure. Her little head was slowly up and fell in my lap when she practiced her art. Grace looked at me, fevering her eyes with her own arousal. Her nostrils fell out when she breathed through her nose. She trusts a hand in her pants and then on her knees for better access. I saw the lamp flushing into her pants while her fingers searched her tender.

Chris has continued her actions. She was slow and deliberate, that’s the only reason I hadn’t shot off yet. I appeared to be on the edge. I knew if she turned up a little bit, I’d explode in her mouth. I resisted the urge to take her head and put it on myself. I’d let her give her her her way. I heard a loud moan and looked up to squeeze Grace’s eyes. Her hand was still and she crawled into herself when her orgasm was over her. Chris stopped sucking and turned around to see Grace in her orgasmic galluses. Her hand stayed on my shaft. She looked at me and smiled ahead and took my dick back in her mouth.

“This is nice,” she said to me when she left.

“Ah Hunh!” Was all I could say when she took my tools back in her mouth.

Grace pulled her hand out of her pants and sucked on her fingers. I moaned towards the sight and my dick gave a surgery, which made Chris moan too. She really wanted to suck my dick. Grace drove after Chris and tried to untie her pants. I looked while Grace was slowly working my niece’s pants down her ass and when Grace pulled the white panties off. I could see the shocking globes of my young cousin’s ass. They were white and unlike her sunscreen. Grace pulled a hand down and between Chris’ legs and Chris left a loud moan around my dick.

Grace was grinning, and I saw her arm make small. Grace pulled her hand away and held up a few shiny fingers. She put one in her mouth and sucked the juices. My dick swelled again and I almost crossed the edge. Then Grace leaned forward and shoved the other finger in my mouth. I felt the sweet look of Chris’ cunt juice explode on my tongue. I closed my eyes and cried hard when my dick exploded.

I heard a mean mumbling and Chris hesitated just before she sucked her again. My head expanded and exploded again and again. Chris tried to swallow her best and she kept mumbling “mmm, mmm, mmm, every time a fresh jet blew into her mouth. I could feel the wet fluid in my pubic hair and walked over my balls. I threw my head back and enjoyed the moment. I hadn’t had a blow job in a long time.

Grace bowed down and I felt her tongue licking past my shaft. Chris still crashed and down slowly and my dick was still rubbing, but all my juices were shot. I let them go on for a while and then I got sensitive and tried to push them away.

“Whoa, wow!” I blackmailed when I struggled to free my dick.

They finally rejoiced and they kept laughing. Grace took a handful of Chris’ hair and lifted the young girl’s head back when she pressed her mouth on the others. I watched them hugging and I was surprised at the intensity. Their mouths moved raging like they were looking for food. I could see their tongue played. Grace reached a hand on Chris’ naked cunt. I looked like a finger between the pink, swollen lips.

Chris creunded and her body was shaken. Grace moved her middle finger in and out of the young girl, and I realized she didn’t have her girl’s head anymore. I slipped from the bank and reached my own hand. I grabbed Grace by the wrist and pulled her hand away. I pressed my hand against my cousin’s cunt and I felt the humid heat. I sprayed her labia and pressed my index finger into her. Her inner lips separated easily and her cunt seemed to suck my finger in. Her cunt was hot and smooth with fluid.

I pushed my finger deep and slowly pulled it out. Chris cried in Grace’s mouth when they keep embracing. I pushed my finger back in and started robbing. Grace started to torture Chris’ young breasts while she kept embracing her like some kind of succubus. I was wondering how they could breathe.

I pulled my finger out and ran up the tight cut until I ran into her hard clit. Chris’ body cracked when I touched her little button. I twisted my finger around the little nubbi. Her clit was small, but hard and pronounced, near his flesh cap. I changed between funding her clit and my finger in and out of her cunt.

I suddenly found our positions to be uncomfortable and I pushed Grace carefully to let her move. She pulled her red, swollen lips away from Chris and looked at me doubtful. I stood up and pulled Chris on me, collecting her in my arms. I started moving to the bedroom and I heard a shuffling behind us. I turned around and I saw Grace was hoping for one foot to the other when she pulled her pants off when she followed her. Her long platinum rolled around and her big boobs turned around.

I smiled and went through the bedroom. Chris seemed to be in another world. Her eyes were glazed and she had a smile on her face. I reached the bed and put her down gently. I climbed the bed and Grace came on the other side.

I looked at Chris when she was there. Her eyes were closed and she had a smile on her face. Her chest stayed up and down with her abnormality. I leaned forward and pressed light on my lips against hers. Her mouth believed her childhood. Her full lips felt like a grown woman. Her arms came round my neck and her lips separated when her tongue passed my lips. I divorced my lips and let her organs promote in my mouth. She moaned light as our tongue in the journal.

I put my hand in the game and took care of her chest. Her body cracked when I touched her and she cried louder. We hugged for a while and then I pulled my mouth away. Chris opened her eyes and she searched my face. Our faces so close they had to move her eyes from them to them to pee in mine. She had a desire in her eyes.

A desire so intense that it sent a sensation through my body and stirred my dick again. I heard Grace making a “mmm” sound and her hand was sliding under my body when she understood my swelling member. I leaned closer and kissed Chris again, and then I pulled my mouth over her cheek and licked over her ear. She smuggled and shook. I moved past the softness of her neck, pecking and nodding when I went. She shook and pulled every touch of my mouth. It was like she was shocked with every touch, but her soft gases point to her pleasure.

Grace milked my dick, and it was fully hardened. She slipped under me, and then I felt the warm, humid care of her mouth. I moaned around Chris’ right breast then. Grace’s magic worked. Chris’ nipple hardened and detented when I was nodding so badly. I could fit most of her little conic chest into my mouth. Chris arched her back and pushed her chest into me. I moved to the other chest and repeated my actions.

She cried hard when my fingers were the nipple of one breast and my mouth massage the other. Her boobs seemed very sensitive and she moved in arousal. Her hands were floating in my hair and she held my head and pushed it into herself. I moved my mouth and started kissing my way to her stomach. She let go of my hair and I saw her hands move to bite her own breasts.

My tongue danced over her belly button and I suddenly felt the softness of her sparse pubic hair. I watched her pull her nipples between the fingers of both hands. Grace released my dick and slipped under me. I went downstairs and my mouth flew to Chris’ right thigh. She spread her legs and I got the smell of her sex. My nose flapped and my dick jumped against my stomach, left the sticky trace of seminal fluid.

Grace moved past me and embraced Chris again. I kissed along the inside of a thigh and moved to the other. I worked up until I reached her cross and carefully cut my warm breath on her. Chris moved her cross upstairs and downstairs looking for contact with my mouth. I looked up and found Grace nurses on one of Chris’ little boobs. I extended my tongue and flew it over the outside labia. Chris breathed sharply and mumbled, please.

I licked the height of her cut without pressing it. There were floods on my tongue. I enjoyed the gentle sweetness of her. I shoved my tongue in the folding of her cunt and forced him to open. I drove my tongue into her and she arched under me. I shaped my tongue in a hard role and drove it as deep as I could. I pulled my mouth back and in a motion and she pushed her groin to try more.

Chris talked all the time. She kept saying “yes,” or “please” and more,” beg me or Grace to move on.

I pulled out my tongue and I shot in her opening. I looked up her clitoris. I flew over the little button and Chris cried in XTC. I looked up and saw. Grace looking at me while she continued to nurse Chris’ diminutive breasts. She stopped and smiled at me and winked. I grabbed.

I kept licking and the little, hard nubbin and Chris’ cross and down in rhythm. I could hear her breathing get loud and raging. I pulled a finger to her opening and pushed it into her. She moaned, “Oohhhhhh”. I licked her clit and pulled my finger in and out as deep as it would go. I could feel her cunt stumbled around my finger and scared me. How tight she was. I connected the index with the middle finger and pushed them slowly into her. I sucked on her clit and fingered her like Grace loved and nursed on her young breasts.

Chris was constantly moving when she twisted and collided with us. Suddenly she gave a loud gasp and her body froze. I heard a soft swollen noise and it built a scream of pleasure. I felt her little body shaking while her muscles were all growing. Her young thighs broke to my head and it cost everything I had to limit her clitoris. She finally relaxed and handed out a few shudders when she settled back. I pulled my mouth off and got on my knees. Grace kneeled by my side and we looked at the grin girl.

That was great, Chris whispered.

I looked at Chris’ wet and shiny cunt and on my diplomed dick. I had an overwhelming urge to fuck. I looked up and saw. Grace staring at me with wide open eyes, her big boobs floating in expectation. She shook her head up and down in an encouragement and watched me put my dick’s head on with my nieces. I pushed ahead and her labia spread. I saw the light, pink inside of her vulva when I pushed harder. My dickhead bowed and flattered her and Chris released a little grunt. Grace reached between us and used both hands to spread Chris’ lips.

I tried again, but with the same results. I saw Chris grimace and pulled away. I looked at Grace and I shook my head. My big dick wouldn’t fit. I was disappointed, but I was still excited. I looked at Grace and made an eyebrow. She smiled and pushed me back. I pulled back and she’s between. Chris and I moved in. She got all four and gave herself to me. I looked at the swollen, chopped lips of her cunt while they were spitting between her top thighs. I could smell her arousal.

I reached out and I shoved a finger in her. She moaned and pulled her ass into a circular motion. I pulled my finger out and I felt the juice holding it. I pulled my finger out and put it in my mouth. I sucked her stronger tavern juice and moved behind her. I put my dick up with her opening and slowly pushed forward. The mushroom head of my dick fell into her and then it finally came to her cunt. I pushed and my dick slid all the way to her hot fluid channel.

We both moaned when I came in. I pulled back until the head just stayed inside and pushed back slowly. I kept walking for a while, and then I hit her hard. She moaned and moaned. Grace went down on her elbows and lowered her mouth to Chris’ cunt. I saw Chris’ eyes open when she felt Grace gave her tongue for her. She looked down the height of her body and watched Grace do to her. I kept invading Grace and fading my rhythm. Chris pushed her elbows and tried to look over Grace’s retarded ass, but she couldn’t see anything.

Chris mumbled hopefully.

Grace pulled away from Chris’ cunt and I heard her mumble. Chris smiled and pulled out under Grace. I thought she’d move next to me, but I was surprised when she was just spitting around and under. Grace slipped. I looked down between our joint bodies and saw my niece grin face. She watched my big dick in and out. Grace slipped, who pulled back to eat the young girl.

I felt a light touch on my balls and knew Chris felt them. Her fingers seemed to be everywhere. They stripped my stroke shaft and sedated next door. She pulled Grace’s wet cunt and loved my balls. She robbed my shaft when it came out. Grace started moaning under the beginning of my dick and Chris’ fingers.

“I’m coming, I’m claming,” Grace told us in a breathless whisperer.

I felt Chris’ hot breath and looked down to see that she moved and licked at Grace’s cunt. Grace moaned in response.

“Oh gawdd!” Grace moaned and slapped and shook.

I pushed deep into her and held her waist when her orgasm flew through her. She finally stopped moving and sighing. Grace turned around and lied on her back. She’s tall and grinning.

“Mmm!” She liked it.

I stayed on my knees. My hard shiny dick poking in the sky. Chris rolled over and got on all four. I looked when she understood my dick. Her little hand robbed me and then she leaned forward and took me back in her mouth. I threw my head back and enjoyed the intensity of the sensation. She was very bad at my swollen member. I heard her moaning and looking down to find Grace’s cunt with different fingers.

Chris kept sucking on my cunt and Grace worked two fingers in her. Grace started pulling her fingers in and out and fast she punched her hand in and out of Chris like it was a sturdy dick. Chris floated back and back between my dick and Grace’s hand. Her moaning proved her pleasure. The feeling of her mouth on my dick was fast.

Try again, Grace said.

“What?” I asked. My lust clouded in the statement.

Try fucking her again. She feels loose enough, said Grace.

Grace took her fingers out of Chris’ cunt and stopped the young girl sucking. Chris looked at her with an expression, lost in her lust. Grace escorted her and had her turn her body off of me. Chris was in the same position as Grace. Her little labia came from her slimer thighs. I moved behind her and pushed her legs apart with my knees.

I took my dick and pointed it at her cunt. I used my free hand to inject the outer lips, and then I pressed the mushroom of my dick in her. Her cunt resisted, and I thought I’d fail again, but then I felt something and my dick slipped slowly into her. Chris grunted when she took my girth. Her cunt was incredibly tight and I could feel it touched around my dick. It was like throwing a hand in a glove that was too small.

I kept going until I felt there was no more room. She had five centimeters of dick in her. I slowly pulled back and looked while her inner lips fell apart and tied to my shaft like I didn’t want to let go. I pushed back slowly. She wasn’t looser. I started pumping slowly. It was a wonderful feeling.

She was warm, moist and tight, and clinging. It was unspeakable. Chris grimed with every force of thrust. I thought it would hurt her, but then she started pushing back when I ran into her. I could feel my balls are blooming and I knew it wouldn’t take long.

I looked at Grace, who kneeled next to Chris, and I saw that she was working multiple fingers and out of her own cunt when she saw my big dick penetrate. She saw me looking at her and smiling.

“Fuck! This is hot, she said to me. Her eyes clear with arousal.

“Ahhh, jeezuss!” I moaned. “I’m going to Cum.”

A thought went over my head and I looked wide at Grace. I opened my mouth to say something, but Grace shook her head.

“Go ahead, she’s on the pill,” Grace said to me.

I don’t know why, but her statement drove me over the edge and I felt my dick swelling while it was willing to spit forward.

“Oooooooooh!” Chris moaned when she found me swelling.

I felt my cum jet out of my dick. I felt drops of spray on my thighs when I ran into her. I shot jet after jet and it flew right next to my dick and made noises sticking in her. My dick filled her up so there was no room for my cum and it kept flowing and spraying. Her thighs glistened and I could feel the moist seed on my balls. I moaned and held her hips when I satisfied myself.

My back muscles were tighter and my neck felt stiff. My legs started shaking and I tried to stay on my knees. I let the feeling flush through me and then I let it go. I fell back on my ass. My dick pulled out with a sucking plop and fell on my thigh with a sticky sound. I focused on Chris’ cunt and saw how red and swollen it looked. Her vulva was opened and it slowly closed itself. Gobs or gray white cum thrown out of her and tied to her labia.

“Don’t move,” said Grace and she slipped from the bed.

Chris looked back over her shoulder and smiled at me. I smiled back and she started bickering. Me too. Her laughter was contagious and by the time Grace came back with a towel, we both laughed like a bunch of idiots. Grace shook her head in wonder and grabbed the mess of our diminutive lover.

She threw the towel in my face. I took it and wiped myself off. I threw myself on the bed and swore. Chris lies down and puts half over my chest, looks at me. One of my greatest fantasies was just filled and I enjoyed the memory.

Grace is in my opposite and has formed her body against mine.

“Why is she on the pill?” I asked the ceiling.

I thought it was a good idea, Grace said.

I realized when this event was planned.

What’s gonna happen if Michelle finds out? You both will be dead.”

“Mom doesn’t find out,” Chris said with determination.

They always find out, I mumbled. “How long have you been fooling yourself?” I asked. None of them speak directly.

A while, Grace said.

When? I asked, to think when they had the chance.

“Grace comes to our house,” Chris said matter-of-fact.

I looked at Grace and frowned.

“Michelle asked me to sit with Chris a few times when she gets home from school until your brother gets home. Amanda’s had a lot of stuff lately after school activities, and they didn’t want to run over to juggle their schedules.

Why didn’t I know about this?

I wanted it to be a surprise, Grace mumbled in my shoulder.

So all this time, I thought you were hooking or something and that you were there to seduce my niece? I asked it accusing, but she saw my false anger and nodded yes.

“Actually,” Grace said rising on an elbow, “I don’t know who seduced who.”

I looked at Chris grinning and buried her face in my chest. I swore and shook my head.