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                                Lawn Party 
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    I was hurrying home, not even slowing to look in the store windows like I 
usually did.I was in a panic to get home before my father arrived from his  
annual business trip.He'd been gone for a month and I just couldn't stand  
the thought of him getting home before I got there.I turned the corner and  
who'd I bump into but my sister, Darla.She was just coming out of the store 
where she worked and seemed in as big a hurry as I was."Darla!" I exclaimed.  
"You're not working today?"She said she'd gotten off early so she could get  
home before Daddy did.Me too, I told her, that's why I took off early. 
    "You know, he's been gone a long time," she said."I want to be there to  
greet him with a big kiss."Greet him with a big kiss.That was a laugh!She 
wanted to greet him the same way I did.She was a couple of years younger 
than I, and was a little embarrassed to come right out and say that he was 
sleeping with her, too."C'mon, Darla," I scoffed.  "I know what you want 
from him.I want it, too.So let's get home and get it.Davey hasn't been much 
of a stand-in for Daddy."Davey was our skinny brother.His prick was so 
slender and he was so inept, he hadn't done us much good while Daddy was 
gone.Darla passed over the reference to Davey with "Oh, him!  It'll be so  
good to cuddle up to Daddy again."Me too, I thought, but it wasn't exactly 
cuddling I had in mind.We had been sleeping with Daddy since before Mama 
had died.When she had become so ill that she knew she wasn't going to make 
it, she had called my sister and me into her room and explained just how it 
was with Daddy - he liked to be sexually entertained all the time.She made us 
promise to take care of his physical needs.I hadn't needed any prompting, 
because after seeing him approaching Mama one time, with his big organ in his 
hand, when she was lying naked on their bed, I'd had a yen for that big tool. 
At that time, they'd closed the bedroom door, so I didn't get to see them 
fucking.But I could hear all the sexy moaning and grunting sounds they made 
as I stood outside their door, listening and fantasizing it was me he had his 
big cock in.When I told my sister about it when we were in bed,she surprised 
me by getting so hot,she started rubbing her pussy all over me. 
    We slept regularly with Daddy afterwards,most of the time all three of us 
in the bed together.Once in a while, we'd feel sorry for our brother and let  
him crawl in with us.After Mama died, Davey got only what fucking Darla and  
I gave him - he was too shy to get himself a girlfriend,and spent most of his 
time jacking off that skinny peter of his. 
   When Darla and I arrived home, frantic and breathless,a strange woman met  
us as we entered the house.She introduced herself as our Aunt Selma,the  
wife of Daddy's older brother,Frank.A gawky,very thin girl was behind her  
and we were presented to their daughter,Vickie.Aunt Selma was wearing a  
very brief halter top that didn't come anywhere close to covering her 
breasts,that stuck out to here and were as firm as watermelons.Her rigid 
nipples threatened to poke holes in the open weave material of the halter. 
Her bikini-type shorts didn't contain enough cloth to blow your nose on,and the
mound of Venus it covered - just barely - was very prominently evident. 
For a woman her age, she was built as sexy as they come. 
    Her daughter was a different story,though.She was dressed identically  
to her mother, but there the similarities stopped.She hardly had need of the  
top covering her tits, because she almost didn't have any.Her chest was  
sunken,her belly was concave,and her ribs stuck out over it like a birdcage. 
Her legs were as spindly as toothpicks,with knobs in the center that passed  
for knees.Above and below her hips,she was a mess.But she had hips that  
were ultra-feminine and molded so perfectly that any so-called sex symbol  
would have been proud to possess them.Her crotch was a fascination;in a  
delicate but proud protuberance,it hovered over the wide gap produced by  
skinny,almost meatless thighs.It made me want to cuddle up to her pussy and  
smother it with kisses.When she acknowledged our introduction, her voice was  
melodious and a light that came from somewhere inside her made me want to  
overlook all her negative physical characteristics. 
    They were on vacation,Aunt Selma explained,and had stopped in to see our  
father.Daddy had phoned while they were waiting,telling them that he  
wouldn't be home until the next day.He invited them to stay with us while  
they were in town."Your Uncle Frank is upstairs in the bathroom right now,"  
Aunt Selma said."He'll be down in a minute." 
    My heart sank,and I knew Darla's did too,when we learned we wouldn't be  
able to welcome Daddy as we'd planned.But when Uncle Frank came downstairs,  
my spirits lifted considerably.And Darla - well, she really sparkled.He  
was only a year or two older than Daddy and he had such an outgoing sort of  
vitality and personality,it was easy to see which side of the family his  
daughter took after.It was love at first sight for Darla and me.His broad  
shoulders,slim hips,and muscular thighs,shown off by his lack of a shirt  
and his tight shorts,made him a prime prospect for what my pussy was craving. 
I could tell that my sister felt the same way by the way her eyes were riveted 

on the crotch of his shorts, with its promising-looking bulge.  I recieved  
somewhat of a start when I saw his daughter's eyes shining and playing over  
the same area.  Aunt Selma took in all this attention being paid to her  
husband and the corners of her lips lifted in a knowing smile. 
    After all introductions and social niceties were done with, Darla and I  
rushed upstairs and showered and changed into the sexiest shorts we could  
find.  "Jeeze!" Darla exclaimed.  "Did you notice that darling bulge of his  
pecker?" 
    "Of course I noticed it," I answered.  "But I'm not interested in how  
darling it is.  I want to know if it's real or not.  I hope we get the chance  
to find out real soon." 
    When we came back down, we four women began to prepare dinner and set the  
table in the dining room.  It was in the midst of this task that my brother  
Davey came home, and I presented him to everyone.  Much to my surprise, he  
seemed smitten by the young girl whose physical attributes seemed to leave so  
much to be desired.  His eyes never left her pinched face.  Her chores of  
setting the table and helping in the kitchen were undoubtedly forgotten as she 

sat with him in the corner of the room, their knees touching and her fingers  
brushing intimately high up on his thigh.  When she went upstairs to wash up  
for dinner, he went with her.  Later, when I got the chance, I questioned  
him about this. 
    "Didn't it occur to you that she might have to pee or something?" I  
scolded. 
    "Oh, she had to pee all right, Sheena.  So did I," he announced  
nonchalantly.  "So we took a piss together."  He suddenly became animated.   
Glancing around to make sure no one could hear us, he said with excitement,  
"Her tits ain't much, but boy, does she have the cutest damn pussy I've ever  
seen!" 
    "How many have you ever seen, besides Darla's and mine?" I scoffed. 
    He was only slightly abashed.  "Well, none, I guess," he admitted.  "But  
it's still cute.  You oughta see it." 
    "Maybe I will, Davey.  Maybe I will," I murmured as we went down to  
dinner. 
    After dinner, as we all made ourselves comfortable around the television  
set, Davey leaned close to my ear and whispered, "She thought my cock was  
pretty cute, too.  She said so."  Then he announced to the rest of us that he  
and Vickie were going out to sit in the lawn swing.  At first, we heard them  
laughing and giggling, but this was soon followed by their silence; only the  
rythmic creaking of the swing told us they were still there. 
    About halfway through what I thought was a pretty dull television program, 

though the others seemed to be enjoying it, I excused myself to go upstairs to 

the bathroom.  When I got upstairs, I quietly came down the back stairs and  
slipped out the back door, making my way silently to the lawn in front of the  
house.  I knew I was being sneaky and underhanded, but I just had to satisfy  
my curiousity about Vickie and my brother.  If they had already compared cunt  
and cock, there was no doubt in my mind that they had now progressed much  
further, and I was horny enough to spy on the proceedings. 
    I crossed the lawn and heard the creaking of the lawn swing, accompanied  
by muffled moans of delight.  From the high vantage point of a garden bench  
behind a bush, I peered over the bush and spotted them just a short distance  
from me.  My pussy was wet with anticipation of what I might see.  It was  
dark, but the light shining from a street lamp across the lawn highlighted  
Vickie's bare ass as her mouth worked on my brother's skinny cock.  Her head  
was bobbing up and down and she seemed to be exerting all manner of expertise  
on Davey's cock.  His mouth was hanging slack, eyes glazed and unseeing as he  
stared at the sky.  I sensed their pace quickening as he clenched his teeth  
and strained his loins up to Vickie's mouth, fluttering and flickering as it  
worked on my brother's dick.  Her bare ass raised slightly and her breathing  
became raspy as he bounced his ass up in a violent arc.  She suctioned up a  
giant inhale and sucked every drop of his jism into her mouth and swallowed  
deeply. 
    My loins began to pulse and burn.  Watching all this was stirring up all  
the juices in my pussy.  I'd stand, first on one leg, then the other, in an  
effort to alleviate the itchy, twitchy feeling that was beginning to produce  
drips of moisture that were soaking my panties.  With a will of their own, my  
hands slid inside the front of my shorts and panties, my fingers kneading the  
upper area of my cunt and stroking my clit. 
    Just as I was getting absorbed in jacking off, a hand reached out and  
touched my shoulder.  I stifled a cry and damned near fainted.  A mouth came  
close to my ear and whispered "Did you ever see anything so exciting?" 
    It was Uncle Frank, his eyes blazing with excitement as he peered over my  
shoulder at his daughter and my brother in the lawn swing.  With a cautioning  
finger to his lips, he motioned me back to a more discreet distance.  "We can  
see just as well from here," he whispered, "and there'll be less chance of us  
being heard." 
    He explained that I had been gone a long time and he went upstairs to see  
where I was.  He reasoned where I'd gone and followed me out on the lawn.  He  
had one hand inside the open fly of his shorts and was moving it rythmically.  

He saw me looking at his crotch and remarked that he'd noticed I was doing the 

same thing to myself.  Then he stood behind me and, hooking his fingers in the 

elastic band of my shorts, pulled them and my panties down over my ass.  I  
felt a cock, even bigger than Daddy's huge tool, press against my cheeks and  
my pussy exuded more of its juice.  His other hand lifted one of my tits out  
of its halter top and he rolled my stiff nipple between his thumb and  
forefinger.  His lips were against my ear as he whispered, "Watching them  
makes you hot too, doesn't it?"  I squirmed my ass on his cock and felt it  
throb its way to nestle in the crack in my cheeks.  The fingers that had been  
caressing my tits dropped down to fondle my clit.  His touch was like an  
electric shock.  I damned near came in his hand. 
    "Damn," he said in a hoarse whisper, "you really are hot.  I've got to get 

my cock in there!" 
    I was too weak with the fire within me to do more than nod and sink to the 

soft turf of the lawn.  Except for our shorts dangling from our ankles, we  
were naked.  As though on springs, my thighs opened to recieve him as he  
stretched between them and slammed his impatient prick inside my eager cunt.   
My coming was almost instantanteous.  He reached down and thrust his fingers  
alongside his cock inside my pussy.  Curling them, he slowly withdrew them and 

raised his dripping fingers to his lips.  He licked and sucked my cum off them 

in silent slurps.  Fantastic! 
    As quiet as I tried to be, I couldn't suppress my moans of delight as I  
felt his hot rod probing around my G-spot.  His prick would glance off it,  
producing such a tantalizing thrill, I wanted more and more of it.  I  
whimpered and begged him to get the head of his dick tight on my G-spot. 
    "Sshh," he warned.  "They'll hear us.  This is such damned good fucking,  
let's both just revel in it.  When I'm ready to come, I'll ram this rod right  
up on your spot and we'll both come up a storm! 
    Giggles floated down to us and we looked up to see the beaming faces of  
Vickie and Davey grinning down at us - in our own passion, we'd forgotten all  
about them. 
    "Give it to 'er," Vickie prodded, "Fuck 'er good!" 
    Davey's wet lips were nuzzling Vickie's passion inflamed face as he said,  
"C'mon Vickie.  You've been telling me about your G-spot.  Let's get out there 

on the lawn with them.  You can show me how to find yours!" 
    Uncle Frank and I hardly noticed when they stretched out beside us.  I was 

on my umpteenth cum when I felt the head of his prick seem to expand and press 

hard against my precious G-spot.  His cum blasted against the vibrating  
innermost walls of my ecstatic cunt and the fluids poured out of me, leaving  
hot sticky trails of jism along the crack of my ass, below my pussy, to wind  
up soaking his balls with the stuff. 
    As our glorious sensations slowly ebbed, more voices intruded upon the  
scene.  Aunt Selma and my sister, Darla.  "Get over there and work Davey's  
cock around so's he can find your daughter's G-spot," Aunt Selma giggled.   
"He's not having much luck, and it's driving her crazy!" 
    She and Darla told us that they'd gotten tired of waiting for us.  When  
they'd heard our moans and shrieks from out on the lawn, they they'd decided  
that there was more to be enjoyed than playing with each other's pussies, so  
they came outside to share in the festivities.  They were already stark naked. 
    Davey was still struggling valiantly to reach Vickie's G-spot with his  
skinny dick, but was only succeeding in tantalizing it.  Vickie turned over  
and was intructing him to shove into her cunt from the rear, when Uncle Frank  
rolled over behind Davey, who had just inserted his prick in Vickie.  He  
reached between Davey's thighs to cradle his balls in his palm and extended  
his fingers to grasp the base of his dick.  Holding firmly to the base of the  
skinny organ, he told him to raise higher on his knees and stroke in and out  
with a kind of downward stroke.  "I'll hold your dick and try to aim it down  
to where her G-spot is," he told him.  "And if that doesn't work, I'll get on  
her and fuck her to demonstrate how it's done - my cock's hard enough now." 
    But the demonstration wasn't neccessary.  Davey's face lit up with a look  
of joyful accomplishment.  "I think my cock's bumping into it now," he cried  
gleefully. 
    Then," coached Uncle Frank, "hold it against that little hump and press  
hard." 
    Vickie suddenly let out a piercing yip and thrust bony hips against  
Davey's skinny loins.  I swear I could hear their bones clacking together.   
Her shrill, exulting cry ended on a high note of sheer mind-blowing and  
delirious ecstasy.  "Oh, jeeze!  Oh, cripes!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh, gawwwd!  Oh,  
Davey!  I love you!  I love yooou!  I dooo!" 
    Her cries subsided, but obviously the rapturous sensations were still  
coursing through her guts as she flung her pleasure-wracked body around on the 

turf. 
    Her mother, too, was enchanted with her daughter's obvious transport into  
sensous rapture.  She rolled Vickie over and mashed her own tits all over her  
belly, holding one and rubbing it over and into her daughter's cunt, still in  
the throes of the explosive come she'd just experienced.  She smeared her  
daughter's - and Davey's - juices all over her tits with her fingers, then  
licked the wet, sticky stuff completely from them. 
    We all gathered around Vickie, congratulating her on achieving the  
ultimate in sexual thrills.  With still glazed eyes, she looked up at us,  
basking in her own limelight.  Davey was stretched out on his back and weakly  
proclaimed that he'd helped too, hadn't he?  Darla and I went over to him and  
assured him that he certainly had.  We toyed with his limp dick, still shiny  
with joy-juices from the moments before.  We told him that anytime he wanted  
to stick it in us, he'd be more than welcome. 
    "Davey, I wish you had a hard-on right now, so's you could fuck me like  
that," Darla said, then bent and took his tired prick into her mouth, as  
though she were trying to rejuvenate it in a hurry.  Frank and I looked at one 

another and chuckled.  She heard us and released Davey's cock, saying, "Don't  
laugh!  Everyone but Aunt Selma and I has had their fun, leaving us high and  
dry!" 
    Aunt Selma's fingers were rubbing ruefully through the hair on her pussy.  

She did a quick bump and grind routine, stroking her fingers in and out of her 

yearning cunt.  "That's right," she complained, "and it ain't funny!" 
    Another voice broke into our laughter and we all turned quickly in the  
direction of the house.  A naked man was standing at the edge of the lawn,  
feet spread, hands on his hips.  It was Daddy!  Darla and I whooped and  
shrieked as we ran to him.  We both tried to climb up on him in our joy, and  
as we pressed our naked bodies to him, his big cock acknowledged our exuberant 

greetings by standing erect and assuming the beautiful proportions we knew so  
well.  When we quieted down a bit, he explained that he'd been lucky enough to 

catch an earlier flight that brought him home tonight, instead of tomorrow. 
    "I came in the back way, and when I saw what was going on, I shucked my  
clothes and came out here to see if there was room for me."  Grasping his  
hard-on, he added, "and this!" 
    It didn't take long to make room for Daddy.  Both Aunt Selma and Darla  
were clamoring to be first.  Daddy was partial to giving his daughter the  
honor, but when he saw Aunt Selma's crestfallen face, he allowed that since it 

was a few years since he and she had gotten together, maybe he oughta give her 

the first chance. 
    My sister sidled up to Uncle Frank and brushed her pussy against his cock. 
 
That member alerted to the situation right away.  He raised her off her feet  
and she guided his prick into her cunt while they were still in their standing 

position. 
    I suddenly became aware that my brother's cock had somehow a newly learned 

strength and expertise.  I straddled his cock and found that he could bounce  
that skinny organ all around my pulsing pussy, contacting all its vibrating  
walls and tissues in a manner he'd never exhibited before.  When he would  
glance it off my G-spot, then drive its full narrow length into me, I began to 

understand and appreciate the evident rhapsody Vickie had experienced.  He  
brought me to climax so many times, I lost count.  He was thrusting and  
twisting his loins, his prick following suit, performing the zaniest, sexiest  
movements I'd ever felt.  To think that all he'd needed were a few  
instructions and appreciative encouragement!  What fools my sister and I had  
been to ridicule his long, skinny cock!  How much time we'd wasted! 
     Evidently, he had gained similar proficiency in his ability to activate  
his tongue in the penetration of a cunt, too.  Vickie was again on cloud nine, 

as he manipulated her sodden pussy to the highest heights of ecstasy.  She and 

I were facing each other as I straddled his cock, and she his mouth, so, as  
though we'd recieved a given signal, we reached for each other's tits.  Her  
hands produced an electricity that no one else had ever made me feel, and her  
own itty-bitty tits came alive as I ran my fingers around their tiny  
circumference.  They became vital with a strange resilience of passion and  
lust.  Without releasing each other's tits, we leaned forward and our lips  
came together as though drawn by a magnet.  The kiss was long and deep.  It  
made me feel as if she were the lovliest girl on earth.  It accentuated all  
the pleasures I was sensing through my heaving body as Davey kept up his  
heavenly fucking.  I'm sure he was making her cunt feel the same way.  What  
treasures these two turned out to be! 
     During the momentary ebbing of each orgasm, I'd glance over at my father  
and Aunt Selma.  Sloppy sounds were writhing from her writhing cunt as Daddy  
drove his love-meat into her with strokes that were a pure joy to behold. 
     Darla was being fucked by Uncle Frank, and her arms were flung out to her 

sides, her fingers clenching and unclenching as she tore out chunks of sod in  
their frenzied fucking. 
     God, what a party!  And Uncle Frank and his beautiful family would be  
with us for a while week! 
     We all felt rather sad when they left.  Their departure brought an  
additional sadness, too.  My brother, whom Darla and I had just begun to  
appreciate, left with them.  He and Vickie had fallen deeply in love, and had  
become so attached to each other that they refused to be separated from one  
another.  They planned to be married as soon as they arrived at her home.  We  
were all thrilled with their announcement, but Darla and I knew we were going  
to miss our access to our brother's newly treasured cock. 
     But we all plan an early visit to their home.  You can depend on that! 
 
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