Date: Thu, 19 Oct 2006 15:45:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bruce Jenkins <shaggyzon@yahoo.com>
Subject: naturally-curious-6

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              The erotic adventures of the Jensen Family continue.
Enjoy....
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    Dad and I returned home after our time at the tree house.  He parked
the tractor in the barn and got to work sharpening the blades on the
mower.  I went inside the house and found Jacob, my little brother,
watching T.V.  He wore a pair of Spiderman briefs and nothing else, a
normal outfit for Saturday morning.  His dark little Asian body sprawled
out on the sofa, legs spread, a picture of contentment.

    "Heya, squirt.  What's up?" I asked. He didn't even pull his gaze
away from the cartoons as he replied.

    "Nothin'. You guys done mowing?"

    "Yep.  I'm gonna take a shower, Dad's still outside." The urge to
tell him what just happened was almost overwhelming, but I didn't want to
ruin the surprise of showing him our newly finished tree house.

    "O.K.  Mom is still at the club with Gracie and Heather.  I'm just
gonna watch cartoons for a while."

    I headed upstairs to wash up.  I had dried, crusty semen on my face
and the sweaty, ripe smell of someone who had bathed in a stream.  I
badly needed a shower!  I took my time, enjoying the hot water cascading
over my body, my thoughts drifting.  I must have been in there 20 or 30
minutes, just daydreaming and going over the events of the last couple
days, when my dad's voice interrupted my thoughts.

     "Bri, I'm gonna take Jacob up to the hardware store with me.  You
want to come?" he asked, his voice slightly muffled from talking through
the closed bathroom door.

     "No, thanks.  I'm gonna eat.  I'm starvin'."

     "O.K., we should be back in a couple of hours."

     I stayed in the shower and let my mind drift again.  My 11 year old
hormones were quick to bounce back, and as my mind wandered, my cock
began to harden.  Random erotic thoughts came and went.  Ten minutes
later, I had emptied the hot water, and I reluctantly climbed out of the
shower and began to towel off.  I admired my naked body, swiveling my
hips so that my hard penis swayed from side to side, it's sensitive head
smacking lightly against my thighs. Stepping out of the bathroom, naked
and drying my hair,  I had my hand on the doorknob of my bedroom when I
heard a giggle from  my parents bedroom.  It sounded like Heather, my
little 9 year-old sister.  I wrapped the towel around my mid-section and
crept quietly down to the hall.  The door to Mom and Dad's room was
cracked open a couple inches, and as I drew nearer, I could make out
Heather's voice. The girls must have come home from the club when I was
showering.

     "Mommy, why don't you have hair down there?"  I wasn't about to
interrupt this conversation.  I snuck a little closer, and peeked in.
Mom still had her tennis shirt on, but was naked from the waist down. I
could hear Gracie, my 13 year old sister,  putting tennis equipment away
in the big walk-in closet.  Heather sat on my parents bed, a picture of
innocence, with her long blond hair and wide eyes.  Those young, innocent
eyes were currently staring at my mom's gorgeous, shaven pussy.  Mom's
clit was huge, and I could see it from here, a nub almost the size of my
little finger but not quite as long, poking out from red inner pussy
lips. Her wide, smooth, outer labia were tanned and waxed.  I hadn't seen
very many vaginas in my short years, but I was sure I would never see one
that compared to this one!

    Mom looked down at her mound and said,"Well, honey, I shave it off.
If I wanted to, I could grow lots of hair down there."  She smiled at
Heather.

    "Oh.  So why doesn't Gracie shave her stuff down there?"

   Gracie piped up from inside the closet.  "I'm not shaving it off!  I
love my pubes, they are so soft.  I think it makes me look older, too.
Besides, what would the swim team think when I hit the showers looking
like a 6 year-old?  They would laugh me off the team!"

   Mom's smile grew wider.  "You see, honey, it is a decision that every
woman makes for herself.  Maybe someday Gracie will change her mind, but
it's her body. But I like that you are asking me questions, Heather.  I
want you to feel like we can talk about how your body changes as you
become a woman."  With that my mom peeled off her shirt, and, still
smiling at the angelic, blond child on her bed, unlatched her bra in
front.  Her breasts, compressed by the tight bra that Mom wore when she
played tennis, spilled out, their huge nipples hard and distended.  I was
starting to breath hard, and had to catch myself.  I didn't think I would
get into trouble if I were discovered- after all the door was open- but I
wanted to see every bit of this free show.   She shrugged out of her bra
and stood for a moment, letting her little girl admire her, then leaned
over to get a bottle of cocoa butter off of the bed's headboard.  Heather
looked mesmerized by the swaying scoops of flesh inches from her face.
Mom was moving slow, taking her time, as if she were showing off her
perfect juggs to her 9-year old daughter.  My penis was throbbing, and I
loosened the towel a little to give it some room.
    Gracie exited the closet, still dressed in her tennis outfit,  and
caught sight of Mom.  I could see her looking at Mom's D-cups, and her
gaze traveled down to that beautiful, pouting pussy and exposed clit.
She was caught in the same daze as Heather was, admiring this sensual
creature that also happened to be her mother.  Mom looked up and met her
gaze.
    "Honey, would you mind helping me put some of this on?  The sun and
the sauna really dried my skin out."  Mom held up the bottle of lotion.
Gracie nodded, and I cheered silently.  I couldn't wait to see my 13
year-old sister rubbing lotion over Mom's lush body.  My blood-filled
penis strained even harder at the towel, and I reached down to readjust
it, laying it on my belly and covering the shaft with my towel.  I left
the head poking out of the top, peeking up at me.
       Gracie walked over to Mom and took the bottle.  Mom raised her
arms over her head and pulled her hair up, and Gracie squirted some
lotion on her hand. Heather piped up," Can I have some lotion, too? I
don't want to get dry skin either."
    "Sure, sweetie, come over here and sit by me.  I can get your back
while your sister gets mine."  Mom tucked her hair in front, between her
breasts (lucky hair!) and Gracie handed her the lotion.
    "Take your shirt off, baby," Mom said to Heather.  Heather obediently
stripped her shirt over her head, exposing her mostly flat chest with
it's puffy, pink, pubescent nipples.  Sitting cross legged on the bed,
she copied my mom and held her hair up over her head, giving me a perfect
view of her lithe little body. Mom began to spread lotion into Heather's
back, gently kneading as she went.  Meanwhile, Gracie had begun to
gingerly wipe lotion on Mom's back.
   "Gracie, hon, I won't break.  You can work that lotion in a little
better.  Put some muscle into it."   Gracie began to move her hands up
and down on Mom's back, fast and hard.  Mom's smile faltered a tad.
         " Trade me places, Gracie-baby," she said.  "I'll show you what
to do, and you can practice on your sister.  There is an art to this.
It's not just about putting on lotion, you know...it's...  Well, let me
show you, honey."
    Before Gracie could protest, Mom took her by the hand,
positioning her by the bed, behind Heather.  Then she stepped behind
Gracie lifted up the bottom of my sister's shirt, peeling it over her
head.  Gracie wasn't wearing a bra, and her young, pointed breasts stood
out proudly, her nipples small and pink. Right now, they looked hard
enough to cut glass.
   "NowI let me show you what I mean, sweetie." Mom lathered some lotion
on her hands and began to slowly knead it into Gracie's shoulders.  "See
what I mean, hon?  This way feels so much better, and it really works the
lotion in."   Gracie wordlessly nodded and began to do the same to
Heather.  Heather was having none of that, though.
   "Mom already did my back, Gracie.  Get my arms and my front."  With
that, she turned and faced Gracie, holding her arms up.  Gracie began
working the lotion into Heather's arms and then her shoulders.  I almost
exploded on the spot when she said,"Stand up, sweetie, so I can get your
chest and belly."  My 13 year old sister then began to rub lotion
into Heather's little, puffy nipples, and worked her way down
to Heather's flat tummy.
   "Hmmm, that feels good, Gracie,"  Heather had her eyes closed as
Gracie rubbed lotion over her belly.  Mom, meanwhile, was massaging
Gracie's shoulders.  She  moved a little closer in to Gracie's back.
Mom's nipples were turgid...fully erect and as big around as my
pinky.  As she kneaded Gracie's shoulders, her hard nubs contacted
Gracie's back, brushing lightly at first, then, as Mom moved
closer again, her nipples disappeared, pushed back into her soft breasts
by the pressure.  I saw Gracie's eyes widen a little, and she drew a
sharp, silent breath.  Her cheeks were flushed, and I saw fire in her
eyes. She looked down at her little sister and spoke, her voice throaty.

  "O.K., hon. Now it's time for your legs."

 Mom peeked over Gracie's shoulder, mashing her breasts into Gracie's
back and said,"I want to see how you are going to manage this."

   "Easy," replied Gracie. "Heather, you lay down on the bed and prop
your legs up here."  Gracie put her hands just above her pert teenage
breasts. "I'll start with your feet and work my way down."

   Mom nodded and smiled in approval.  "I think it's time for me to start
on your legs, too, Gracie," she said.  "Let's get you out of this skirt,
I don't want to get lotion on it."  Mom kneeled behind Gracie, her face
inches from Gracie's tight, little ass, and tugged the skirt down to her
ankles in a blink.  Gracie's pink, lacy underwear was bunched in her
crack, and her tan line only accentuated her butt, making it look
sexier.  Mom ran her hands back up Gracie's legs and hooked the bottom of
the panties, pulling them out of Gracie's crack, then slowly ran her hand
over Gracie's ass, smoothing the fabric.  Gracie spoke, her voice even
huskier than before.
   "Those are my favorite panties, Mom. Maybe you better take them off,
too.  I don't want to get lotion all over them."  Mom grinned and licked
her lips.  She  ran her fingers through the elastic, letting her nails
graze Gracie's sensitive skin.  Working them down slowly, exposing that
athletic, round butt, Mom took  the last piece of clothing hiding her
daughter's nakedness.
    Heather had propped her feet up just above Gracie's tits, and I
noticed that her skirt had flipped back onto her belly.  I could see her
little butt cheek was bare. Heather wasn't a big believer in underwear.
Gracie was massaging Heather's little feet and calves. Heather put one
leg down on the bed and moved the other to rest in Gracie's cleavage,
giving me a view of her little, bald pussy.  Gracie resumed her work,
holding Heather's foot against her breast.

      Gracie's nipples were stiff, and she began moving Heather's little
foot against her breast, slowly at first, then with a little more
urgency.  Heather, innocent little blond angel that she was, reflexively
began rubbing her hairless, pink slit, cooing at the sensual foot massage
she was getting.  Mom looked up when she heard the sound and her smile
got even wider.  On her knees, with her face a foot from Gracie's ass,
she reached out and began to work lotion into that firm, white ass.  She
spread out Gracie's cheeks, exposing her  pink sphincter and ran
two lotion covered fingers down her crack, pausing to rub
Gracie's wrinkled little ass hole.  Gracie let out an involuntary groan
of pleasure.  In the thick, sexual atmosphere, it was like setting off a
bomb.

   "Does that feel good, honey? Is Mommy making you feel good?"  Mom's
voice was low,  dripping with innuendo, and she continued rubbing the
tight little orifice.  "I want to make my little girls feel good today,
baby."

    "Unnnh, yes, Mom, that feels great..that feels so great..."

   "That's nice, honey.  I can make it feel even better, would you like
me to show you how I can make it feel better?"

     "Yes, please. Please, mommy, make it feel better."  Gracie was
baby-talking.

     Mom leaned her head out and saw Heather playing with herself.
"Heather, dear, would you like to help me finish your sister's
massage?" Mom asked.  "Then I can massage you, if you want."

    Heather continued to rub her little pussy as she replied,"Sure, I'll
help. But you don't have to massage me, Gracie already did.  I'll do you
as soon as we finish Gracie, Mommy.  You haven't gotten a massage yet,
and it was your idea."

    "Thanks, sweetheart.  That would be nice.  Now move over a little and
let your sister on the bed."  Heather pulled her foot from  her older
sister's grasp and hopped out of bed. She wiggled out of her tennis skirt
without any self-consciousness and tossed it to the floor.  Mom pushed
Grace gently toward the bed.
   "Now, lay down, Gracie.  It won't do any good to massage your thighs
and calves while you stand."  I could see Gracie's knees trembling as she
stood and I realized that she was swooning from pleasure.  She lay down
on her back, sprawled diagonally across the bed. Mom sat by her right
knee.  She took Gracie's leg and lifted it.  The back of Gracie's calf
was came to rest on Mom's shoulder and her thigh on Mom's big D-cup
breast.   Heather came around to the other side.
    "Can I do this side, Mom?"
    "Sure, hon, just do what I do."
    Gracie squirmed with pleasure as her other leg was hoisted in the
air. I would have given anything to trade places with her!  Her legs
spread wide, exposing every bit of her sweet pink folds to her mother and
her sister, Gracie looked like an erotic sculpture come to life.  Mom
began to massage the thigh resting on her chest, and Heather did the
same.  Gracie was flushed.  I had a perfect view of her teen pussy.  It
had a sheen of wetness on the hairless labia.  I could see her belly
muscles flexing, tensing and untensing.  She wanted those soft feminine
hands on her little clit, fingers inserted into her wet, steaming vagina,
and Mom knew it.  She was teasing her daughter, drawing this out.

   Mom had coated more of the rich-smelling cocoa butter than necessary
on Gracie's thigh , and the back of it was sliding across Mom's thick,
hard nipple with every stroke.  Gracie's eyes were closed and and she was
breathing in deep, short breaths.  Heather spoke up with the blunt
honesty that comes from being young.
    "Mommy, I think we are making Gracie horny."  She looked a little
concerned for her big sister as her little hands worked lotion over the
taut thigh of her 13 year old sister.  "I know 'cause sometimes when I
soap her back and legs in the shower, she tells me that it makes her
horny."
     Mom kept working down Gracie's thigh and replied,"Is that right?
Well, what does Gracie do when you get her horny?"
    Heather smiled and said,"She likes to touch herself.  Sometimes she
likes me to touch it, too."  Gracie opened her mouth as if to reply, then
shut it again, her flushed face going a shade deeper, her eyes still
shut. She trailed one hand down to her lower abdomen, and stopped at her
small triangle of soft pubes, as if embarrassed to go any further.
Flexing  her butt and thrusting her crouch up a couple of inches, her
smooth, wet pussy lips silently begged for attention.
    "I think it's wonderful that my girls are becoming women.  Gracie,
sweetheart, getting horny is a natural part of growing up, and, Heather,
exploring your sister's body is a great way to teach yourself about
becoming a woman.  I love touching myself, and being touched." Gracie's
hand involuntarily moved a little closer to her slit, cupping her small
mound, soft pubes sprouting up between her fingers. Heather spoke up,
coming to her sister's rescue.
    "Mommy, I think Gracie is horny now. Gracie, are you?"
     Grace moaned softly and nodded.  Mom tenderly removed Gracie's calf
from its resting place on her shoulder and set it on the bed beside her.
Heather copied Mom's action.  Gracie was left spread-eagle on the
bed, with Mom and Heather between her legs.
   "Heather, baby, why don't you show me how you play with your sissy's
cootchie?  I want to see what you two have been up to."  Mom rolled to
Gracie's side, and snuggled up close to her oldest daughter, propping
herself up with a couple of pillows so that she could see Gracie's
face. She had a little hand towel on the headboard, and used it to wipe
the sheen of perspiration from Gracie's brow, then smoothed
back Gracie's bangs lovingly. Gracie murmurred something, her eyes still
shut.  It sounded like,"I love you, mommy."

   Heather took the hand Gracie had rest on her mons pubis and slid it
over a bit.

   "Mommy, can you put some pillows under Gracie's butt? It's easier that
way, I can reach better."  Mom smiled and Gracie raised her butt a few
inches, stretching one arm back to grab the headboard as my mother
stuffed two pillows under those perfect, round cheeks.  Her soaked vagina
was now on full display, and its normally pink lips were definitely a
shade darker, puffy with the blood flowing through them.  Heather took
two fingers and slowly inserted them between  Gracie's swollen labia,
looking for her sister's love hole, then slid them in.  My oldest sister
gasped.  Because Gracie's butt was raised, Mom had a pretty good view of
what her little angel was doing to her sissy, but not as good as mine!
      Mom snuggled back to her pillows, one of her heavy boobs mashing
into Gracie's ribs.  Her other tit rested right below Gracie's pert
little A-cup. Mom's swollen dark nipples, nearly an inch long, looked
even bigger next to Gracie's hard, pink nubs.
     Mom stared at her daughter's perky little boobs for a second and
said,"Baby, I don't think we put any lotion on your chest.  You have to
take care of your breasts.  Would you like your mama to do it for you?"
   Mom knew the answer already, and reached behind her for the cocoa
butter.  Gracie nodded without opening her eyes.  Mom got a sly grin, and
teasingly said,"I didn't her you, baby.  Was that a yes?"

     "yes, mama." Gracie's voice was barely a whisper.

    "Yes, mama, what?  Come on now, sweetie, just because you are horny
doesn't mean you can't be polite.  Tell me what you would like me to do.
Be specific, dear."  Mom was having fun with this, and it was turning her
on. She moved her hips a little closer to Gracie and sensually slid her
leg over Gracie's.  I caught a perfect view of Mom's huge clit poking
out the top of her shaven slit.  It was deep red, and so big and defined
that it almost looked like a penis. Mom pushed her crotch forward into
the side of Gracie's round, white butt cheek. She shuddered ever so
slightly as her love button came to rest on her daughter's firm ass.

    "i...wantyou...to...put...lotion...onmytits." Gracie was still
whispering, panting out the words softly. Mom ran her finger over one of
Gracie's hard little pink nipples and replied,"I would love to lotion
your perky little boobies, but you didn't say please, baby."

   Gracie half-groaned, half-moaned.  Heather was picking up the pace,
her little fingers working in and out of Gracie. Her back was mostly
facing me, with her tiny butt resting on her ankles as bent over our
sister's pretty little teen-age vagina. She looked up, and Mom winked at
her.

    "Now, Gracie, I'm not just trying to be a pain.  A woman knows what
she wants, and knows how to ask for it. Your lovers won't be mind
readers.  You will have to tell them what feels good. Tell us what makes
you feel good, baby, and we will do whatever you want."  Mom might be
surprised how Gracie could express herself.  I flashed back to Gracie,
naked in Mr. Norton's barn, telling him how much she loved cock.  Gracie
was just a little shy in front of Mom, I guessed, maybe intimidated by
the woman she emulated the most.

   Gracie opened her eyes. They looked half-lidded, as if she were about
to faint from pleasure.  She looked first between her legs, watching her
little sister's fingers slid in and out of her pussy, over to the leg
entwined with hers, and down at Mom's tit resting on her chest. Finally,
she locked her gaze on Mom's big, green eyes. Her head hadn't moved from
the pillow.  When she spoke, her voice was thick and throaty.

    "Whatever I want?"

    The words hung in the air for a moment,  and the two just stared at
each other, my mom smiling in a seductive, pouty way that soon had Gracie
grinning right back at her.  Gracie's face was so flushed that she looked
like she was wearing make-up, and when she slowly licked her lips, my
throbbing boy-cock twitched.

   "Yes, darlin'.  Whatever you want.  All you have to do is....ask."

   Heather paused, her fingers buried inside of Gracie.  Knowing my
little sister, she wanted to make sure she wasn't left out of whatever
came next.  Gracie tore her eyes from my mother, and looked over at her
little sister.  She slowly returned her gaze to Mom and said,"I want you
to finish rubbing that lotion all over my tits and then clit-fuck me
until I come."  Gracie dropped her jaw in mock disbelief at the filthy
words that had just come from her 13 year old mouth, and then smiled a
wide, sly grin at Mom.

   "Oh, my god, you ARE a dirty little girl, aren't you? Tell me, sweet
thing, since this is your fantasy, how do you want me to clit-fuck you?"
Mom's hand unconsciously slid over Gracie's tits as she spoke, rubbing in
the lotion that had sparked this turn of events.

   Gracie propped herself up on her elbows and tossed her hair ever so
slightly. Taking a deep breath she said,"I want you to mount me like like
a man. I want you to take your big clit that you have been rubbing on my
ass cheek and rub it all over my pussy.  I want you to pretend that it's
a tiny, little man-cock and fuck me with it."

   The instant I heard those wonderful, filthy words come out of my
sister's mouth, my throbbing penis twitched and I came.   I was actually
surprised that I'd held out this long. Mom looked punch drunk for a
moment.  I saw the muscles in her thighs and tighten around Gracie's leg
as she pushed her clit harder against her daughter's ass.  Heather, on
the other hand, didn't miss a beat.

   "Does that mean I'm done playing with your cootchie now, Gracie?  I
think it's time for someone to touch mine."

   Gracie was all action now that she was going to fulfill her fantasy.
She ran a hand over her tits, getting it slick with lotion. "Yeah, sissy,
come up here by me and I'll give you kisses while Mommy fucks me with her
little girl-penis." My dick was coated with come and still throbbing.
     Gracie took her lotion coated hand and pinched Mom's nipple at the
base, making it stand out to it's full length. She pulled it close to her
breast and began rubbing it on her own rock hard nub, staring at Mom's
oversized nipple, easily 4 times the size of her pink buttons.  Mom
gasped, partly from the sensation and partly at Gracie's sudden,
unabashed sluttiness.

    Heather wasn't waiting any longer. She pulled her fingers out of her
sister's twat and lay down beside Gracie, watching her play with Mom's
nipple.  Heather reached out a little hand, still shiny with pussy
juice and turned Gracie's head toward her.
    "I...WANT...TO...PLAY...TOO!" she said, loudly and firmly.

     "That's my girl!" Mom said, and laughed.  Gracie leaned over and
whispered something in Heather's ear.  Heather's eye's grew wide and her
gaze darted toward the walk-in closet.  She scrambled out of bed and
disappeared from my view.  I couldn't think of what would be in there
except...sex toys?  Why in the world would they need toys when they had
each other?  Gracie rolled her head back to face Mom, and whispered in
her ear.  Mom nodded and untangled her leg from Gracie's thigh.
She scooted up a little,and shifted. Her knee came up, once again
bringing her pussy into view.  It was slick with her own juices and her
massive clit was standing straight out, poking through her  lips.  It did
look like a girl-penis, urgent and throbbing.  Mom leaned her dangling
breast in front of Gracie's mouth, and lowered it until the nipple
touched her lips.

    "Is this what you want, little girl? You want to suck on mommy's
boobie?"

    Gracie smiled and stuck her tongue out, tracing a pattern around the
nipple, then took it in her mouth and began loudly sucking on it, making
smacking noises.  Suddenly, I heard quick footsteps and the door flew all
the way open.

     "GOTCHA!"

      I froze, and my heart nearly exploded in my chest. Heather, still
naked as a jaybird, stood in the doorway.  I lay on the floor,  looking
up at her little slit for a moment before I took stock of myself.
Dressed in a towel.  Hard dick poking out of the top.  Cum on my belly,
slowly drying.  Sprawled out in hallway, spying on my mom and sisters.
This didn't look good.
    I craned my neck around Heather to see Mom and Gracie.  Gracie had
stopped suckling Mom's breast, and was flicking the nipple with her
tongue, staring right at me.  Mom didn't even bother turning around, as
she said,"Bri, honey, what are you doing out there?"  Her voice was
casual.
     I began to stammer out a reply, and all three started laughing.
Little Heather took my hand and pulled me to my feet, toward the bed.  It
was surreal, it had to be a dream.  Gracie still had her eyes locked on
me, and she cupped Mom's breast in both hands, caressing it.  She pulled
it closer and began running the enormous, engorged nipple over her cheek
as she spoke.
   "Would ya like to know what I said to Heather and Mom just now?" she
coyly asked.
    I was still speechless.  I nodded and looked down at the head of my
cock showing, and decided at this point it couldn't matter less.
    "I told them that you had been watching us the whole time.  I saw you
when I was putting the tennis rackets away."
    Mom smiled and added her two cents. "Honey, don't be embarrassed.  We
aren't.  I just don't like you creeping around.  I like you open and
honest.  You could have come in and joined us.."
     My mind was blown.  "Well, I think I just did come in and join
you..."  It was the most clever thing I could think of to say.  "Unless
Gracie was teasing about...."  I trailed off as my cock twitched at the
thought of what was to come.  Silently, I prayed that Gracie's request
was not just part of a show the girls were putting on to tease me.  Mom
read my mind.

    "Sweetie, why don't you take that towel off and come up here with
us?  I'm going to be busy with Gracie, and your Sissy needs someone to
keep her company."  Heather was still holding my hand.  She reached the
other one around and tugged at the towel at my waist. It fell to the
floor and I was naked. Gracie spoke up.

    "Yeah,  Bri, come up here by us.  Heather, baby, come sit on your
brother's lap.  He can play with you while..."  She trailed off. One of
her hands moved  to Mom's nipple, and squeezed it, hard. Looking Mom in
the eye, she finished the sentence.

       "....while Mom fucks me silly with her big girl-cock."

    The mood in the room went from fragile to electric.  Then Mom
giggled, and said,"Oh, my, my, my. They grow up so quickly...."

    Heather was tugging me toward the bed.  I scooped her up in my arms ,
carried her over to the edge near Mom and set her down on it.  Mom pulled
herself away from Gracie and sat up on her knees.  I couldn't peel my
eyes away from the red clit, larger than life and less than a foot from
my face. Mom saw me staring and rubbed it a little, then slid off the
bed.  I hopped up beside Gracie, where Mom had been sitting.  Heather
climbed up into my lap.  My hard penis was trapped between my belly and
 her tight, young ass.
     "Bri, can you put it between my legs instead?  I want to see it,"
Heather asked. I raised her up again and lowered her so that my cock
rested in her young, hairless cleft.  She stared down at it and began to
massage the head with one hand, fasinated by my throbbing hardness.

  I felt Gracie's leg against mine and  looked up to see her stuffing
another pillow under her butt.  She spread her legs so wide that one hung
off the bed. With her back arched she reached back and gripped the
headboard again. Her firm, budding breasts pointed straight up.  Mom
sensuously crawled between Gracie's legs on all fours.  She stopped with
her head over Gracie's torso, and lowered her heavy, swaying breasts to
my sister's tan belly. Mother and daughter stared into each others eyes,
both of them smiling in erotic anticipation.  Gracie, her teen-age pussy
aching for release,  spoke, her voice low and  a bit unsteady.

    "I'm ready, Mama, I can't wait any longer. Make me come.  Make come
so hard.  I want it so bad, Mama."

   Mom slid up a little higher, dragging her breasts over Gracie's
tummy. Without breaking eye contact, she took one of Gracie's hard pink
nipples  in her mouth and pulled at it with her teeth. Mom held it for a
moment before she released it and moved to Gracie's other side, giving
that nipple the same treatment.  Gracie bucked her hips  upward, and her
legs spread even wider. She shut her eyes and moaned,"Mama, please, stop
teasing me!  I want it so bad!  Please, do it...fuck me...fuck me...I
want to feel your soft pussy lips on mine, I want you to make me feel
like a woman...Mama...oh....please...."

   Mom kissed her way up from Gracie's breast to her neck, and
said,"Baby, I'm going to make your dirtiest, sluttiest, wildest fantasies
come true."  Gracie let go of the headboard with one hand stroked Mom's
face.
    They kissed, wet lips and tongues meshing together, breasts pressed
against each other, hips grinding, lost in each other.

   I settled back a little, put one hand over Heather's and began rubbing
the rim of my cock-head on her tiny, bald beaver.  My other hand
crept past her belly, and I began to feel the small mounds developing on
her chest, using a finger to explore her wee, pink nipples. My cock felt
as if it were 200 degrees, radiating and pulsating.  Heather tightened
her grasp on it and pulled the head back and forth against her
soft, smooth labia.

   Mom lifted Gracie's  hand from her face and placed it back on the
headboard.  "Hold on tight, lover," she whispered.  She got back on all
fours.  With her heavy breasts swaying over Gracie's head, the long,
distended nipples brushed Gracie's wet, pouting lips. Mom held her
position for another moment or two, then straighted up,  arching her
back.  She looked like a naked love godess with my sister spread out
waiting for her.  Mom made an upside down "V" with her fingers and
pressed them into the soft folds around her clit.  It popped all the way
out, 2 inches long. I stifled an urge to reach out to it, to touch and
lick and kiss it.

   With the pillows under her butt, Gracie's vagina was raised up, in
perfect position.   Mom moved her hips forward and began rubbing her
throbbing girl-cock over Gracie's smooth outer pussy lips, and then
centered it on the exposed pink skin of her inner lips, right under
Gracie's hard nub of a clit.  Gracie let out a small moan.

  "Can you feel it, baby-girl? Can you feel how big it is?  Would you
like me to rub my big cock on your hard, little-girl clit before I fuck
you?"  Gracie opened her eyes and, looking at Mom's crotch, she
said,"Yes, Mama, I want to feel it. I want to feel it on every inch of my
pussy!  I'm so hot down there,  rub it all over, please, rub it all over
and get me even wetter. I want to be so much wetter, I want to be so
wet."

    Mom thrust forward, her over-sized love button finding  Gracie's
clit.  She used her middle finger to mash her girl-cock harder against
Gracie's clit, both of them gasping in pleasure.  Flexing her crouch,
pumping ever so slightly, Mom began slipping and  sliding her clit back
and forth over Gracie's.  Gracie's legs opened wider, and she began to
buck her hips upward with every thrust.

   "Oh, please, put it inside me, please, Mama, please, put it inside
me..."  She was almost chanting the words.  Mom slid her clit down
between the tight, pink inner folds of Gracie's pussy.  She used one hand
to toy with Gracie's clit, pressing down hard, rubbing around and
around.  Her other hand was still pressed against her own mound, pinching
the base of her clit.  Mom eased forward, and, as her huge clit contacted
Gracie's tight hole, Gracie and Mom moaned in unison.

     "Oh, baby, you are so tight, can you feel me inside you, honey?"
Mom was putting her weight behind it, grinding into Gracie's young, wet
slit.   "You're making your mama feel so good, oh, sweetie, your pussy is
so hot..so wet...oh, Oh, OH, OHH!"
     Mom began to shake.  She was rubbing Gracie's clit furiously,
staring at her daughter's pussy, almost worshiping it as she ground her
hips into Gracie's crotch.  Gracie was staring up at Mom, mouth open and
lips wet.  Her lips formed a few silent words before she could find her
voice.

".... with me, Mama, come all over me, I'm so close Mama, please come
with me..ugh...Oh...unnnngh...YES!...YES!....OH, GOD, OH FUCK YES!!"
Gracie was screaming.... trembling... undulating as she orgasmed.

   Mom lifted her hand from Gracie's clit and began to pinch her own
nipple, coating with a sheen of pussy juice.  "I'M COMING, BABY!!  OH MY
FUCKING GOD, BABY, MOMMY IS GONNA SQUIRT! OH, GOD, HERE IT.... COMES ...
UNGH... OH...OH.. GOD!!!!"

   Gracie's crouch was suddenly dripping wet, liquid soaking the pillow
beneath her ass.  Mom pulled her hips back a few inches and they
involuntarily bucked.  Hot spray shot out from between her red inner
pussy lips, drenching Gracie's nether region from her belly button to her
thighs.  Mom pinched her long clit between her thumb and forefinger, and
began to jerk herself off.  Another wave of pleasure racked her body, and
more hot liquid coated Gracie.  The smell hit me, a musky scent of pure
lust. Hot semen exploded from my cock-head, again and again, leaving
Heather with a trail of sperm from her belly to her neck.  Gracie sat up
to get a better view of Mom, rubbing her pussy as she watched.
      Mom was still jacking off her girlie penis and she fell backwards,
her back arched, knees bent, ankles tucked under her butt.  She
thrust her hips upwards, lifting her butt off of her ankles, her
throbbing clit pointing at the ceiling.  Cupping her mound , she pressed
down hard on her little woman-penis with the heels of both hands and
jerked her hips up and down. She gasped, and more liquid came, slower
this time, less forceful.  It ran down the crack of her round, tan ass
and began dripping on her calves.  She moaned, and held still, basking in
the warmth of her orgasm.  Her ass slowly came to rest on her calves. She
lay there, panting and smiling for a few seconds, then she stretched her
legs out from underneath her.

    Heather hopped down from my lap and curled up with Mom, snuggling
into her soft breast. I moved closer to Gracie, who was still rubbing her
cootchie, almost absent-mindedly, as she looked at sheets soaked with
Mom's gushing twat.  She took my hand in hers and pulled me closer.  I
gave her a kiss on the cheek, and as I pulled back, she returned it, full
on my lips, her tongue softly slipping into my mouth.  We slowly explored
the others mouth's.  I felt her hand, warm and wet with her own pussy
juice on my half-hard penis, exploring it and coating it with her
girl-come. When we finally stopped kissing, I looked up to see
Heather resting on top of Mom.  They were in a lover's embrace, tenderly
kissing and hugging and cooing at one another, noses touching.  Then
Heather got a serious look on her face and pulled back to look Mom in the
eye.

    "Mommy, I want you to do that to me, too.  Can we do that sometime,
Mama, please?"

    "Sissy, I would love to do that with you. I promise, we will.  But
right now, I think it's time to wash these sheets and get some clothes
on.  Your Dad and Jacob will be home soon, and we don't want them to feel
like they got left out, do we?"  She looked up at Gracie and I.
"How 'bout it, Bri? Gracie?  Can you help me out?"

    We nodded and rolled out of bed, picking up the clothes strewn on the
floor while Mom and Heather stripped the bed. Grace and I grabbed all the
clothes and the sheets and, still nude, made our way downstairs to the
laundry room while Mom and Heather stayed upstairs, putting fresh linens
on the bed. I realized that I hadn't told the girls about how Dad and Mr.
Norton finished our treehouse. I didn't want to ruin the surprise, but I
was dying to show them.

    "Gracie, later on today or maybe tommorow morning, we have to have to
have a secret tree-house meeting," I said in my most earnest, clandestine
tone.  "It's super-important."

    "Sure, Bri, I have some tree house business myself.  For Jensen ears
only."  She smiled mysteriously.

   "O.K., after dinner we will go. I'll tell the Squirt, you tell
Heather."

   I couldn't wait to see the look on my siblings faces when they saw
how  Dad and Mr. Norton finished building our fort.  I was also a little
curious as to what secret Gracie was hiding.
    Ten minutes later, I was dressed and  stuffing my face with food when
Dad and Jacob got home. It was  perfect timing, I thought.  As a matter
of fact, it was a perfect Saturday so far, and it wasn't even half over.