Dress up

It had been a long day, and it was only two in the afternoon. He had spent the morning and early afternoon at a development meeting. A dozen people throwing ideas for a new comedy - few of them good. He was there as a favor for an old friend. The meeting lasted five hours and nothing was achieved. He had a headache.

I entered the house without waiting. Sometimes you go home knowing who's there and what they're probably doing... watching TV, surfing the network, sleeping, whatever. I didn't know anything about my environment today. My mind was trying to deal with the whirlwind of thoughts that the meeting had generated. On entering the house, my first thought was to have a beer.

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

Suddenly, my girlfriend came out of the room. I wasn't surprised to get out of the room, but I was surprised what I was wearing. His clothes were composed only of two flowery scarves. One was knotted on his right hip and cut through his upper thigh in a bias that ended on his left knee. The other scarf had been nested in the middle and then tied around his back to form an improvised bra.

Grace stopped when she saw me standing there and at first her eyes opened and one hand went up to her mouth while my presence surprised her, but then smiled and came to me. I looked over her shoulder like a young voice said:

"Graceeeee, I can't get the top to stand up!"

My jaw fell while I saw my 13-year-old niece enter the hall. She was retired as much as Grace was except for a difference. She had her head down and was trying to untie a knot in what was supposed to be her top, but she was currently in her waist and she was there half naked. She's a little girl, often wrong for several years younger than she is. It has long, straight hair, ash blond; blue sunflower eyes; and a generous mouth with full and generous lips. She was going to be a nocaut, which is what I was doing right now.

It was well in its development and looked like a good pair of conical breasts, hung with pale aura, rose and nipples. I had more and more fantasies about my niece. Very lustful fantasies. My girlfriend knew about my wishes and fed them with her bisexual requests. Grace and Chris had been growing around late and I was wondering how close they would be. I knew my girlfriend's tastes as well as her hunger.

My thoughts were cut when Chris looked up and saw me standing there. He froze like a deer in the lighthouses. His eyes opened wide, his mouth opened so wide, and the colour rose on his face. Regaining her senses, she shrieked and brought her hands up to cover her small breasts then turned and ran back into the bedroom.

I leaned a little to concentrate on Grace's face.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Playing dress, fool!" Grace answered and giggled. He leaned closer and whispered, "What a better way to see the little minx naked."

I turned around and felt like my dick was moving. Grace gave me a spike on my lips and returned to the room. I heard a scream of whispers and Grace's laughter. I heard Chris murmuring how it wasn't fun and then both started laughing hard. I turned around and headed for the den.

All thoughts of having a washed beer of my mind. My headache was gone and I wasn't even thinking about the morning meeting. The vision of my half-naked niece was recorded in my brain. My dick fell in my pants. I kicked my bagels and sat on my old leather couch. I checked the last minute and then I shook my head.

"Whoa!" I told myself and then I felt smiling.

I sat there for a few minutes until I came back to my senses. He was torn apart. I couldn't concentrate on anything. I meant to catch up on some work, but looking at the computer I realized it was the last thing I wanted to do. I decided to get into a job. I stopped and took off my sports coat and stripped my shirt off. I took both elements on the sofa and then walked into the spare room where the exercise equipment was installed.

I stood in front of the closet and opened the door. Get rid of my pants, I got there and I pulled them off my legs. I wasn't wearing underwear and so I got naked while throwing a couple of clean sweats off the top shelf. I turned them and wrapped them in the railroad to the ladder master and then I got into the closet for a couple of socks and my cross trainers. I swayed on one foot while I got into a sock and was about to do the same with the other when I heard a voice say:

"Uncle Bob"?

I looked as Chris walked in and suddenly found me at the opposite end of a look. Chris' face opened when he saw me standing naked. His eyes traveled through my body and fixed my hard dick. I heard her breathe fast.

Chris? I said softly, and her eyes turned on mine before she turned back and stormed.

She had still been dressed in her changing suit to make and as she turned I saw that the bottom scarf was slightly woven and the bottom of her ass were clearly visible.

"Jesus!" I told myself, wondering what else was going to happen today.

I finished dressing and sat down to do some stretching exercises. I sat with my legs wide as possible and bowed first to one side and then to the other. I could feel the sartorial muscles slowly stretching. I almost finished when Grace came. She wore a big smile and her face was illuminated with joy.

"Well," she started, "I see that she decided to turn was fair game."

"Totally by accident, I assure you," I said.

"I wonder," he said and sat at the weight bank.

She also continued to wear her "scarf" suit and, as she sat down, took her crotch to eye level. I have an eye on her naked pussy. It was puffy and seemed wet.

"I see someone on," I said.

Grace looked down and pulled the scarf. She threw a finger between her pussy's lips and brought it to her mouth where she slowly slipped it.

"Mmmm, yummy," he said and extended his eyes to exclamation.

"Jesus!" I said. "Give me a break. Besides, there are impressionable minds."

Grace moved and stood up. She jumped in front of me and followed her finger through my lips, then giggled while I grabbed her and ran out of my reach. He threw a finger at me and shook my head over and over again, saying the words "No, no, no."

"Tease!"

"You are the one who said there are impressionable minds," he replied as he left.

He walked through the door and bowed for a moment while whispering.

"Oh, and I was very impressed."

I hit my gym with wild abandon. I made three repetition games in about an hour and spent another half hour on the stairs climber. I was sweating profusely. I knew I was gonna be sad later. I usually extended my routine to three hours, making sure I do the exercises properly, watching my breathing.

Now, I was hugging and blowing like an old steam engine and the clandestineity of fast moving weights still correct in my ears. I removed my shirt and used it to clean the sweat. I took a look at myself in the "posing" mirror and stopped. I was definitely bombed. The blood vessels dragged me into the arms like thick ropes and undulating muscles through my peaks.

Idiot! I told the image in the mirror and I threw his shirt.

I brought my breath under control and went to the spare bathroom where I lit the shower and removed my shoes, socks and pants. I passed and left the hot water course on me. I washed the sweat and put the shower head in the pulse. I spent a long time letting the water massage my torso. I was hoping to avoid the tenderness I was sure to follow. I could almost feel lactic acid in my joints and muscles.

I dried up and put on a robe. My stomach had begun to sound and I realized that it should be close to dinner. Padding barefoot in the kitchen, opened cabinets and the fridge and I looked for something to cook.

The pickets were lower. Nobody's been shopping in a while. I pulled a cardboard of eggs and separated the white buds. I put the buds in a bowl, covered it and returned them to the fridge. I cut a bit of Parma ham; finely chopped a green pepper; chopped a pair of steps; and sowed and chopped a ripe tomato. I whipped the egg whites until they began to harden them and let them fall into a large skillet greased with butter. I let the eggs harden and added the other ingredients. I've doubled the omelet in half and I've stuck it in the oven for half a dozen minutes.

I pulled the head out of the kitchen and screamed that dinner was ready. I took a small peasant bread and sliced large slices of crunchy and spicy bread. The girls came in while I pulled the skillet out of the oven.

There was something about them that caught my eye. They had been transformed into street clothes. They both wore shorts and shirts. I could say no one was wearing a bra. I couldn't put my finger on it, but there was something about them. They seemed to be shining. Chrissie's cheeks were more red than usual and his lips looked puffier. Then the smell hit me. It was that smell you got when you got into a bedroom after someone had sex. That smell of pheromones.

I stopped while I was waking up the omelet and I looked at Grace. He looked back and raised a eyebrow like he said "what?" I opened my mouth to talk, but I thought better. I finished serving and then sat in silence. I haven't contributed to the conversation. Actually, Chris manipulated everything. She followed and put on the clothes she had tried before, and on the school, and on her sister, and on her mother, and ad nauseam.

It was really pumped. Grace would add a word here and there and often wet. I kept imagining them naked in bed. I wondered what they had done. My mind conjured lewd and graphic images. I imagined Grace's fingers moving slowly over Chris' little pussy without hair; separating the tight little folds; and stirring in.

I could see those fingers teasing her little clitoris while Grace was sucking and adoba in her conical breasts. I imagined Grace's tongue turning between Chrissie's pussy folds while she stopped and groaned. I tried, but I couldn't imagine Chris doing the same thing with Grace. Someone told me something and I had to shake my head to clear it up.

"Where were you?" Grace asked. "Your eyes were out of focus. "

"Yes," I coughed then to clean my lust full of throat. "He continued and continued."

Suddenly I realized that my dick was stiff as a board and stuck through the opening in my robe. I was lucky to be sitting in front of the two girls. I casually reorganized my robe to cover myself.

I looked down and realized I hadn't touched my food. I cut my tortilla slowly and deliberately and forced myself to eat. My thoughts finally became erotic and I joined his conversation. I was surprised to know that Chris would spend the night. His sister stayed with friends. My brother and his wife had decided to enjoy a childless night and had asked Grace if she looked at the older girl.

I was very surprised because my sister-in-law had great reservations about me being close to her daughters. I had the impression that I was a debaucher and I was worried that I would use the girls' affection for me to mean ends. Little did I know.

The two girls finished eating and went to see a movie. I played with my food. My mind was blank. It was like my thoughts were sucked in a vacuum. I turned slowly and got up to clean the table. I sang and stopped while I realized that I had been cleaned by myself. Anyway, I chose and I did.

I finished and went to my room to change my jeans and shirt. I stopped in the living room for a few minutes and joined the others as they watched a meaningless film starring Ashley and the other Olson twin. The twins were in Paris for some reason. I could only take so much and I finally got up and went to the studio. I've thought of working again, but I've reached the net.

I experienced for a while, looking at sites about Anthrax and the attacks in Afghanistan then a goose sounded and looked to see that a friend's name appears on my list of friends. I smiled and threw out the IM window. I really liked talking to this woman and I sent my regards. She responded immediately and we dedicated ourselves to electronic conversation.

Our conversation moved slowly from the usual 'how you are' and 'what you do' to the most exciting and libidinous. He talked about his new "man" partner and the big sex they were having. I teased her and then worked around what I suspected had happened between my niece and Grace. My friend also had strong bisexual tendencies and she expressed her envy. We talked about the possibilities and, by the time he said good night, I was more randist than a high school football team.

I turned off and turned off my machine and returned to the living room. They were watching a senseless reality show now and I was next to the couch and I looked for a while. I felt a hand dragging my leg and I looked down to see Grace looking at me. I realized that my erection was quite remarkable. I looked at Chris to see if he had noticed, but I was watching the screen.

I saw her red cheeks all of a sudden and realized that I could see what Grace did on the periphery of her sight. I raised Grace's hand before she openly stroked me and told her to slide so she could sit down. I saw Chris take a quick look at my crotch while I was standing in front of the couch and sitting between them.

I got upset about the show and got them to switch to one of the new shows in the season. The program had a vaporous interaction and suddenly felt Grace's hand in my thigh. I looked at her, but I was looking at the screen. His hand dragged my thigh and wounded me resting on my dick.

I felt my lurch and began to swell once again. I put a hand on it and I looked at it again. She narrowed her eyes and gave me a bad smile. His hand squeezed me and I almost groaned out loud. I gave her a look that said 'stop', but she ignored her. I looked back at Chris and I saw her looking at Grace's hand.

My mind yelled at me to stop this, but it was so hot that I let it go. I moved my hand and let Grace go. She openly fondled my swollen dick, sliding her hand along her length and stepping on to tighten it gently. I couldn't help and groan while his hand squeezed his head swollen.

I heard Chris Gasp when I gave up the groaning and I saw her again openly. His lips were slightly separated and breathing through his mouth. I saw his throat work while he swallowed dry. I was masturbating while Grace's hand moved back and forth. I felt that my body trembled as the feeling became intense.

"This is crazy," I whispered and Grace made a sound 'shush'.

Grace turned to me and bowed to me. He pressed his lips against mine and hugged. His tongue got in the mouth and touched with mine. She did something I couldn't see and suddenly the feeling on my dick changed. I figured he changed his hands. My best judgment finally came in and pushed Grace. I went back to Chris and was going to tell him I had to go to bed when my eyes opened and I looked at my crotch. Chris leaned toward me and it was his hand that stroked me.

"Jesus!" I groaned while my dick became even stiffer and squeezed against his probing hand.

I heard a laugh and I saw Grace looking at me again. He bowed again and resumed his kiss. I felt his hand in my waist and suddenly my pants loose. The sound of my zipper coming down seemed extraordinarily strong. I pushed her back and started saying that this was crazy, but he put a finger on my lips and threw my head to tell me to "go with the flow."

Chris had taken his hand off and was watching me while Grace disobeyed me. Grace pulled the slaps off my fly and Chris spent as she saw the root of my cock stuck between my pubic hair. Grace came down from the couch and knelt before me. She took the handcuffs from my pants and threw herself. The pants slipped slowly from under me and suddenly my dick appeared and pointed the ceiling. His tip was damp with the precoria and the head was dark and smothered with blood.

"It's so big," said Chris when he approached slowly and touched my dick.

I groaned while she made contact and my dick hit and swooped. Chris soaked slightly and wrapped his hand around my shaft.

"Mmmm, that's it," Grace encouraged. "Slide your hand up and down. Yesss! Not to fast. See how the skin appears and wraps around the head. It's called prepucio. Not all men have that. "

"No?" Chris answered.

"No," Grace said, continuing her instructions. "Many men have it cut when they are born. It is supposed to be for cleaning, and some people do it for religious reasons. "

"Why would a religion want people to do that? Sounds weird."

I couldn't believe the banter went around me. It was like he wasn't there. It was as if the only thing among them was this swollen dick, but their manipulations were exquisite. He had a soft touch and his hand was so hot. She slowly moved her hand up and down, giving me full blows. I'd remove the forehead until it wrapped around the head and tighten slightly. I was enjoying it enormously, even with all the talk.

"What is that?" Chris asked me and I looked at her to see her looking at a liquid grenade being squeezed out of my urethra.

"That's seminal fluid," Grace said, sounding like a teacher. "It is what lubricates the penis to help you enter easier."

"In? You mean come in... you know... Chris got stuck.

"Yes," Grace said smiling, "to enter into a woman's pussy."

Chris's face lit while the color was rising on his face. Here I was, fondling my dick, and was ashamed by the use of the word 'cunt.' I would have found it ironic if I could have gathered a convincing thought.

Grace raised the antenna at that time as she leaned forward and passed her tongue through the head of my dick. Chris froze in the middle of a hit and looked at a mouthpiece. I had no words. Grace looked at her and she got wet.

"I told you about sucking cock," Grace said meaninglessly.

Chris's mouth opened and closed as he tried to form words, but they wouldn't come. He looked at his hand holding my dick like it was alien. I thought I was going to whisper and run, but I was foolishly beaten while she also leaned forward and ran her tongue through my dick's head.

I spent and groaned in the intense feeling that my member went through. Chris looked at me and then smiled like a little minx. She leaned forward and kept her eyes on my face she ran her tongue all over the crown of my dick. I closed my eyes and returned my head. My body shook. I heard the two giggle girls. I felt a big mouth on my dick's head and broke my head to see Grace ministering to me. Chris stared at her, taking every move. I was anxious about his shift.

I could hear her breathing while she was working on her chest. His nipples were tough and pressed against his tee. I approached and put a hand on her right chest. He looked at me and his eyes opened. Little by little he stroked his chest through his shirt - tightening and groaning. I rolled the nipple between my thumb and my ancestor and closed his eyes and groaned quietly. I got close and I got into the wheel of his shirt. He came and helped me.

I saw her breasts appearing while she was pulling her shirt over her head and tightening her long blond hair through the neck hole. He shook his head and sat his hair. His long hair fell around his breasts and the view of his nipples crossing the three was very erotic.

I ran the palm of my hand through a nipple and then the next, feeling hardened under my touch. Chris smiled and pulled his chest. I played with a nipple and then the next and she sighed. His chest warmed and lowered while breathing deeply. He twisted on the couch and got up on his knees to give me better access. I leaned forward and looked for a nipple with my mouth. She brushed her hair and introduced it to me.

I wrapped most of his chest with my mouth and then retreated until only his nipple remained between my lips. I squeezed his nipple with his lips and then threw it with his tongue. Chris groaned and pushed me stronger. I felt a sudden coldness around my dick and I knew Grace had stopped sucking her. I looked at her and she knelt before me and watched me breast-feeding my niece's tit. Grace pulled out her shirt and put it in the breasts. They were full and round and dark. He was still young enough that they had not succumbed to gravity yet. His aureola was wide and his big and pronounced nipples.

He stroked while watching me play with Chris' boobs. We spent a couple of minutes here and then Chris left with a sigh. She approached and covered her breasts and smiled. Looking down he saw my glistent and scrubbing dick. She also got off the couch and kneeled next to Grace. I spread the widest legs to accommodate them.

Chris looked at Grace, who nodded her breath. I looked as Chris dazzled forward and then spread to grab my dick again. Her move continued as she lowered her mouth to swallow my dick. I turned hard as I felt the heat of his mouth around my dickhead.

"Look at your teeth," Grace whispered to her. "Just use your lips and tongue. Take as much as you can in your mouth and then suck gently as you get up. Use your tongue and strap it along the crown of your dick, they like it a lot."

Chris was an avid student and took the instruction well. All right. They took me to a place of great pleasure. I knew the situation taboo was feeding my excitement and increasing my pleasure. His little head rose slowly and fell on my lap while practicing his art. Grace looked at me, her eyes with fever with her own excitement. Her noses flew while breathing through her nose. Trust one hand in his pants and then he got up on his knees to get a better access. I watched the lump in his pants spinning around while his fingers were looking for his tender parts.

Chris continued his actions. It was slow and deliberate, which is the only reason I had not already shot. It seemed to be on the very edge of cuddling. I knew if I was just sprouting a little bit that would explode in his mouth. He resisted the urge to grab his head and lead it to myself. I'd let her have her way. I heard a big groan and looked up to see Grace squeeze her eyes closed and shake. His hand was still and he got into it while his orgasm washed over it. Chris stopped sucking and he saw Grace again in his raging orgasms. His hand continued to hit and lower my axis. She looked at me and smiled and then bowed forward and took my dick back in her mouth.

"This is fun," he told me when he left for a second.

"Ah Hunh!" It was all I could say while she took my tool back in her mouth.

Grace pulled her hand out of her pants and sucked her on her fingers. I turned to the eye and my dick gave a wave, which caused Chris to complain too. She was really sucking my dick. Grace stuck behind Chris and came over to undo his pants. I looked as Grace slowly worked my niece's shorts beyond her ass of panties and then as Grace pulled the white panties too. I could see the scary balloons of my niece's cheeks. They were white and contrasted with their tanned body. Grace reached a hand down and between Chris's legs and Chris let out a big groan around my dick.

Grace smiled and I saw her arm make small movements back and forth. Grace took his hand off and raised a pair of bright fingers. He put one in his mouth and took the juices. My dick swelled again and I almost went to the edge. Then Grace bowed forward and pushed the other finger into my mouth. I felt that Chris' sweet tang of pussy juice exploded in my tongue. I closed my eyes and turned hard while my dick exploded.

I heard a muffled mumbling and Chris hesitated for a moment before he took it back. My dickhead expanded and woke up - over and over. Chris tried to swallow as best as possible and continued to murmur "mmmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmmm", every time a fresh cumshot crawled into his mouth. I could feel the wet fluid running into my pubic hair and crossing my balls. I turned my head back and tasted the moment. I haven't had such a good blow job in a long time.

Grace bowed down and I felt licking her tongue along my axis. Chris was still stealing slowly up and down and my dick was still agitated, but all my juices had been shot. I let them go on for a while and then I became too sensitive and tried to get them away.

"Whoa, whoa!" I sang while I was fighting to free my dick.

They finally calmed down and they both knelt smiling. Grace took a handful of Chris' hair and threw the young woman's head off while pressing her mouth on the others. I looked as they hugged and surprised the intensity. His mouths moved loudly as if they sought sustenance. I could say your tongues were at stake. Grace reached a hand in Chris' naked pussy. I watched as a finger between pink and swollen lips.

Chris shook and his body shook. Grace moved her middle finger in and out of the young lady and I realized she didn't have her single head anymore. I slipped off the couch and got into my own hand. I grabbed Grace by the wrist and moved her hand. I pressed my hand against my niece's pussy and felt the wet warmth. I played her lips and pressed my index finger on her. Her inner lips split easily and her pussy seemed to suck my finger. His pussy was hot and moved with moisture.

I pressed my finger at the bottom and then pulled it out slowly. Chris got into Grace's mouth while they keep hugging. I pushed my finger and started hitting and leaving. Grace began to caress for Chris' perverted young breasts while continuing to embrace it as a kind of succubus. I was wondering how they could breathe.

I pulled out my finger and pulled it out by the tight opening until I crashed into his tight clitoris. Chris' body was pulled while I touched his little button. I ran my finger around and around, turning around the little mob. His clitoris was small but hard and pronounced; he went out from under his fleshly hood. I alternated between fondling her clitoris and driving my finger inside and outside her pussy.

Suddenly I found our positions to be clumsy and pushed Grace gently to make her move. He pulled his red, swollen lips out of Chris and looked at me questionably. I stood up and raised Chris with me, picking her up in my arms. I started moving into the bedroom and heard a whirlwind behind us. I came back and I saw Grace waiting on one foot to the other while he was trying to pull his pants off while he was still there. His long platinum hair slammed and his big breasts shook.

I smiled and continued in the bedroom. Chris seemed to be in another world. Her eyes were glazed and she had a smile on her face. I got to the big bed and put it gently. I went up to bed, and Grace came across.

I looked at Chris while she was there. Her eyes were closed and she had a smile on her face. His chest continued to shake up and down with his excitement. I leaned forward and slightly tightened my lips against her. His mouth melted his youth. Her full lips felt like any adult woman would. His arms arose and around my neck and his lips separated as his tongue sought to enter my lips. I left my lips and left his organ in my mouth. He groaned slightly as our tongues ran.

I worked my hand at stake and stroked his chest. Her body was thrown while I touched her and she shook stronger. We hugged for a while and then I took my mouth off. Chris opened his eyes and looked for my face. Our faces so close that their eyes had to change side by side to look at mine. He had a longing in his eyes.

A longing so intense that he sent an emotion through my body and made my cock stir again. I heard Grace made a sound "mmmmm" and I felt her hand slipping under my body while holding my swelling member. I bowed and kissed Chris again and then moved my mouth through his cheek and licked through his ear. He spent and shook. I moved along the soft dirt of his neck; getting and combing while I left. He shuddered and masturbated with every touch of my mouth. It was as if she was being surprised with every touch, but her soft gauzes indicated her pleasure.

Grace prayed my dick and hardened completely. She went down under me and then felt the warm and wet caress of her mouth. I turned around Chris' right chest while Grace worked her magic. Chris' nipple hardened and neglected while sucking and biting. I could fit most of his little conical breast into my mouth. Chris arched her and put her chest in. I moved to the other chest and repeated my actions.

He groaned loud while my fingers massaged the nipple of one breast and my mouth the other. His breasts seemed to be very sensitive and moved into excitement. Her hands groaned in my hair and she held my head and tightened it. I moved my mouth and started kissing his stomach. She released my hair and I saw her hands moving to grab her own breasts.

My tongue danced through his navel and suddenly I felt the softness of his pubic hair. I looked as I pulled and turned his nipples between the fingers of both hands. Grace dropped my dick and got off me. I moved in and my mouth threw Chris' right thigh. She spread her legs and I took the smell of her sex. My nose pulled and my dick jumped and slapped against my belly, leaving the sticky trail of seminal fluid.

Grace moved next to me and hugged Chris again. I kissed inside one thigh and then moved to the other. I worked up until I got to her crotch and gently blew my warm breath through her opening. Chris moved his crotch up and down looking for contact with my mouth. I looked and found Grace breast-feeding in one of Chris' little breasts. I spread my tongue and threw it through the outer lips. Chris inhaled sharply and murmured, "Please, please!"

He licked the length of his cut without pushing it. There were grains of moisture that were gathered in my tongue. I'll know her sweetness. I put my tongue in the folds of her pussy and forced her to open. I put my tongue in it and she got under me. I formed my tongue in a hard roll and drove it as deep as I could. I moved my mouth back and forth into a fucking move and she pushed her to try to get more.

Chris was continually chatting now. I kept saying "yes" or "please" and "more, more," begging me or Grace to continue.

I pulled out my tongue and opened it. I moved up and looked for his clitoris. I went through the little unhindered button and Chris shouted in ecstasy. I looked up and I saw Grace staring at me as I continued to take care of Chris' tiny breasts. He stopped and smiled at me and then guided me. I got stuck.

I continued to lick and prodigy the little, hard naked and Chris' crotch masturbated and slowed down. I could hear her breathing getting rough and agitated. I moved a finger to her opening and pushed her to her. She groaned, "Oohhhhhhhhhh!" and arched her back. I washed his clitoris and moved my finger inside and out as deep as I was going. I could feel her pussy approaching around my finger and marveled at how tight she was. I coupled the index with the middle finger and pushed them slowly towards it. I knew her clitoris and her finger fucked while Grace stroked and cared for her young breasts.

Chris was constantly moving as she twisted and fell under us. Suddenly he gave a strong eruption and his body froze. I heard a soft and sharp sound and it was built in a shout of pleasure. I felt his little body vibrated as his muscles grew taut and matured. His little thighs closed around my head and took everything I had to keep my mouth pressed to his clitoris. He finally relaxed and gave a couple of shots as he settled in. I moved my mouth and got up on my knees. Grace kneeled next to me and looked down at the smiling girl.

"That was great," Chris whispered.

I looked at Chris' wet and shiny pussy and my unattended dick. I had an overwhelming urge to fuck. I looked and saw Grace looking at me with my eyes open; her big breasts trembling in anticipation. She shook her head up and down in the mood and looked as she lined up my dick's head with my young nephews. I pressed forward and his lips spread. He could see the light, the pink interior of his vulva as he tightened stronger. My dickhead bent and flattered against her and Chris let out a little grunt. Grace came between us and used both hands to open Chris' lips.

I tried again, but with the same results. I saw Chris grimace and left. I looked at Grace and grabbed my head. My big dick wouldn't fit. I was disappointed, but I was still awake. I looked at Grace and I hit her eyebrow. She smiled and pushed me back. I came back and moved between me and Chris. He got in the four and showed up. I looked at the lips swollen and fleshy of his pussy as they touched among their upper thighs. He could smell his excitement.

I came forward and pushed him a finger. He groaned and moved his ass into a circular motion. I moved my finger and left and I felt the juices covered it. I pulled my finger and put it in my mouth. I added her strongest tasting juices and moved behind her. I lined up my dick with his opening and squeezed forward slowly. The fungus head of my dick swooped as I pressed it and finally got into her pussy. I pushed and my dick went down all the way to his hot wet channel.

We both moaned while I was in it. I retired until only the head remained inside and then slowly retreated. I continued this long and slow struggle for a while and then drove it hard. He spent it and then he groaned. Grace fell on her elbows and then put her mouth down to Chris' crib. I saw Chris' eyes open while I felt Grace's tongue fondling her. He looked down at the length of his body and looked as Grace made love to him. I continued my trekking towards Grace and varied my rhythm. Chris pushed his elbows and tried to look over Grace's sloping ass, but I couldn't see anything.

"I want to see," Chris murmured with luck.

Grace got away from Chris's sister and I heard her mumble something. Chris smiled and then came out of under Grace. I thought she was moving next to me, but she surprised me when she just jumped and slipped under Grace. I looked between our bodies and I saw my nieces smiling face. He looked as my big dick slipped in and out of Grace, who bowed and fed the young woman again.

I felt a slight touch on my balls and I knew Chris was feeling them. His fingers seemed to be everywhere. They closed my strangulation shaft and then they smashed further. He tried and stroke Grace's pussy and petted my balls. He dragged me the shaft while he retired. Grace started groaning under the trap of my dick and Chris' fingers.

"I'm lying, I'm cuddling," Grace told us in a breathless whisper.

I felt Chris' warm breath and looked down to see that he had moved and was licking Grace's pussy. Grace groaned in reaction.

"Oh, gawdddd!" Grace groaned, mocked and shook.

I got deeply into her and clinged to her waist while her orgasm was passing her. He finally stopped moving and sighed. Grace lay on her back. He stretched out and smiled.

"Mmmmmmmmmm!" He got in.

I fell on my knees. My hard dick shining in the air. Chris rolled and went up at four. I looked when she hit and grabbed my dick. His little hand hit me and then leaned forward and once again led me to his mouth. I dropped my head and tasted the intensity of the feeling. He repeatedly succed my swollen member. I heard her groaning and I looked down to find Grace trying Chris' pussy with several fingers.

Chris kept sucking my pussy and Grace worked two and three fingers on her. Grace started moving her fingers in and out faster and soon she was slapping her hand in and out of Chris as if it were a push dick. Chris was rocking between my dick and Grace's hand. Their groans proved their enjoyment. The feeling of his mouth on my dick was rapacious.

"Try again," Grace said.

"What?" I asked. My lust clouded the mind wondering in the statement.

"Try to fuck her again, she feels loose enough," Grace told me.

Grace pulled the fingers out of Chris's pussy and stopped the young sucking. Chris looked at her with a stunned expression; lost in her lust. Grace guided her and made her separate her body from me. Chris was in the same position as Grace had been before. Her little lips came out of her thin thighs. I moved behind her and pulled her legs with my knees.

I took my dick and pointed her to her pussy. I used my free hand to touch the outer lips and then I pressed my dick cap on it. His pussy resisted and I thought he was going to fail again, but then I felt something to give and my dick slowly fell into it. Chris grunted while he took my circumference. His pussy was incredibly tight and I could feel him playing around my dick. It was like slipping a hand in a glove that was too small.

I kept pushing until I felt there was no more room. He had five inches of cock full on it. I retreated slowly and looked as their inner lips were discontinued and clinging to my axis as if they were not willing to let it go. I came back slowly. It wasn't looser. I started pumping in and out slowly. It was an exquisite feeling.

She was hot, and wet, and tight, and tight. It was indescribable. Chris grunted with every push. I thought I might be hurting her, but then she started pushing again when I drove her. I could feel my balls overflowing and I knew it wouldn't be much.

I looked at Grace, who kneeled next to Chris and saw that he was working several fingers inside and out of his own pussy while watching my big dick penetrate the young woman. He saw me looking at her and smiled.

"Shit, this is hot," he told me. His eyes shine with excitement.

"Ahhhh, jeezuss!" I groaned. "I'm gonna run."

A thought crossed my mind and looked closely at Grace. I opened my mouth to say something, but Grace shook her head.

"Go ahead and take the pill," Grace told me.

I don't know why, but his statement took me over the edge and I felt my dick swelled while preparing to sprout.

"Oooooooooooh!" Chris groaned while I felt good.

I felt my cumshot of my dick. I felt drops of sperm in the thighs while driving her. I fired jet after the jet and squeezed himself by my dick and made chilly noises while I continued to dive into it. My dick filled her up so there was no room for my cum and she kept praying and spraying. His thighs dressed and I could feel the humidity in my balls. I turned and held on his hips as I continued to satisfy myself.

My tight butt muscles and my neck felt stiff. My legs started shaking and I tried to stay on my knees. I let the feeling wash through me and then I let myself go and fell back to my torches. My dick got out with a dirt and fell on my thigh with a sticky sound. I focused on Chris's pussy and saw how red and swollen he showed up. His vulva was opened and slowly closed over itself. Gobs of greyish-white cum waved from her and clung to her lips.

"Don't move," Grace said and she got out of bed.

Chris looked back on his shoulder and smiled at me. I smiled and started laughing. Me too. His laughter was infectious and by the time Grace came back with a towel we laughed like a couple of idiots. Grace shook her head with wonder and reached to clean the mess of our diminutive love.

He finished and threw my towel in my face. I took it and cleaned up. I threw myself in bed and sighed. Chris lays down and puts half in my chest, staring at me. One of my biggest fantasies had just been fulfilled and was relishing memory.

Grace lies on my opposite side and shaped her body against mine.

"Why is he on the pill?" I asked her the roof.

"I thought it was a good idea," Grace said.

I realized this event had been planned.

"What's going to happen when Michelle finds out? Your two will be dead. "

"Mom won't find out," Chris said with determination.

"They always find out," I murmured. "How long have you been playing?" I asked him. Do not board any of them directly.

"A little time," Grace said.

"When?" I asked him, trying to think about when they had the chance.

"Grace has come to our house," Chris said in a matter of fact.

I looked at Grace and I frowned.

"Michelle asked me to sit with Chris a couple of times when he comes back from school until your brother gets home. Amanda's been having a lot of activities after school lately and they didn't want to have to drive everywhere trying to juggle their schedules. "

"Why didn't I know about this?"

"I wanted it to be a surprise," Grace got into her shoulder.

"So all this time, I thought you were walking around or something and you've been there trying to seduce my niece?" I asked accustomedly, but she saw through my false anger and nodded yes.

"In reality," Grace said up in a elbow, "I don't know who seduced whom."

I looked at Chris who smiled and then buried his face in my chest. I sighed and grabbed my head.