Sisters & Daughters, Part 9 - The Modeling Job & Other Distractions

by Buck

To my readers: (August 2004) This takes place two months after the Karens left town. This time I’m getting back to the basics with more sisters and daughters (and mothers, aunts, nieces, friends) interaction. Enjoy!

Friday night in August and a thunder storm was tearing apart the sky. The televisions and computer were turned off and the family sat in the living room silently contemplating. The only sound was rolling thunder about every three minutes.

Evelyn sat on the sofa with her two daughters, Tammy, 16, and Nicky, 14 on either side of her. Diane and Luann sat on the loveseat with Luann’s daughter Annie, 10 and a half, in between them. All of them were completely naked. They had taken cold showers, and the thunderstorm was not cooling off the night air, so the sat nude and warm with the air conditioner turned off, and windows open.

Luann broke the silence. “You thinking about the twins?” she asked Diane.

Her sister-in-law nodded. “I’m wondering if they’re upset, or thinking they won’t come back here. I promised them. I promised that they could come live with us.”

“The foster family is only temporary, until we move to a bigger house and show we can provide for them,” her sister Evelyn said. She pushed her long red hair back out of her face. “Everything will be alright Di.”

“Yes. We’ll get them back. And then you can adopt them.” Luann told her. “It’ll help when I get that data processing job in Centerville. I’ll be making pretty good money to add to the total household budget.”

Diane smiled at the tall beautiful Hawaiian woman. “I know Lu. And thanks again.”

“Hey, I need to start paying my own way…”

“Tim sends money.”

“Not the same.”

“And I start that modeling job tomorrow,” Tammy chimed in. She had the same red hair and blue eyes as her mother. “I’m really nervous about it, but we could use the money.”

“We don’t need the money that badly,“ Evelyn told her daughter. “I told you, only model if it’s what you want to do. I think you really just want to do it because Tonya and Jane are doing it too. Do you want me to come with you tomorrow?”

“No,” Tammy said. “I can’t have my mom take me to work. I’m sixteen now. Besides, like you said, Tonya and Jane will be there.“

“Hey, I know what will cheer you both up.” Luann turned to her daughter, sandwiched between her mother and aunt. “Annie, do you want to show your aunt Diane what you learned how to do?”

Annabel smiled like it was Christmas, her teeth white against her bronze skin, her blue eyes sparkling. “Okay!” She jumped up and grabbed Diane’s hand. “Get down on the floor.”

“Alright, Little One,” Diane said with a grin. “How do you want me?”

“On your back first,” Luann told her. Diane laid on the floor. “Okay, now lift your legs straight up and prop yourself up with your hands on your hips.”

Diane, even though she was pushing forty, had little trouble pointing her toes at the ceiling, with her hips in her hands. “This is like some yoga form, isn’t it?”

“Kind of,” Luann confirmed. “Okay Annie.”

Annie put her hands on her aunt’s thighs. “Okay push your legs apart a little bit…” Diane spread her thighs, her feet coming down over her head. “So I can step in between.”

Annie stepped between her aunt’s thighs so that her small brown, bare vulva pressed into her aunt’s larger, red lipped vulva. Annie began moving her whole body up and down, then back and forth, then side to side, pressing her clitoris against her aunt’s vulva, which set her to humming. When they saw what was happening, Luann and Evelyn each took one of Diane’s legs and held them up, helping her support their weight. Annie moved side to side, then up and down again.

Diane moaned. “Oh, wow, Honey, this is…wow, fantastic. Oh, I’m feeling light headed. Oh. OH. OH! OH!! AHHHHH!”

Annie followed shortly after coming down harder and harder onto her aunt’s exposed vulva, letting her whole weight fall onto her aunt’s most sensitive spot. “Yeeehhhhh! Aaaahhhhhhh!” And Annie fell sideways onto the floor.

“Oh, Honey, are you okay?” Luann asked her daughter. Annie just grinned from the floor.

“I want to go next,” Tammy told everyone.

The lights went out. Someone said, “Hey!”

Annie said, “I don’t like the dark. I can’t see!”

“Hey, where were you when the lights went out?” Evelyn asked, laughing.

“In the dark!” Tammy and Nicky chorused.

“Ow,” someone said. “That’s my hand you just stepped on.”

“Sorry.”

“Hey! You’re leaning on my hair. Off!”

A little girl’s voice: “Someone stepped on my foot!”

“Let me see it. I’ll kiss it and make it better.”

“Someone’s kissing my foot. Someone’s sucking my toes! Who’s sucking my toes?”

“Who else, but the family toe sucker.”

“You’re just jealous because I have a fetish and you don’t.”

“You can keep your toes. Give me pussy any time.”

“Alright. Here you go!”

“MMMMMMMM, tasty!”

“Who’s licking my twat?”

“Who’s kissing my tits?”

“Who’s licking my ass?”

“OHHHHH! Hey, this is fun.”

“We should turn the lights off more often. Hey! Oh, you’re making me wet.”

“Nice tongue action there, little one.”

“That feels soooo good. Please don’t stop.”

“Please. Just a little more. Almost there…..Ahhh. Ohhhh.”

The living room was filled with the sound of six females pleasuring each other. Not knowing who was touching, kissing, licking whom, only heightened the eroticism. Lightning filled the sky, casting light on the events in the living room. For five seconds the family could see who was doing what.

Diane was lying on her belly, her mouth glued to her niece, Nicky’s clitoris. Her other niece, Tammy, was making love to Diane’s ass, licking and kissing it, while her fingers played around underneath. Nicky was sucking on the toes of Annie’s right foot, while Annie lay on her back. Annie’s aunt Evelyn was forcing her tongue between the lips of her ten year old vulva, while her mother, Luann was squatting over her little girl’s face. Annie was licking and kissing her mother’s pussy.

Several orgasms latter, the family crawled around in the dark, changing positions and partners. When lightning again lit up the sky, they found Luann lying on her back in the middle of the carpet, with Evelyn sucking one tit and Tammy sucking on the other, while mother and daughter both fingered Luann’s vagina as deep as their fingers could reach. Little Annie was eating out Tammy, while Diane was eating out her sister Evelyn. Nicole was using one hand to stuff Annie’s toes into her pussy, while using the other hand to hold open her Aunt Diane’s vagina lips to give her tongue greater access.

After several more orgasms, the lights came back on, everyone lost interest in the game and, laughing and giggling, went to bed to snuggle up to each other and fall asleep listening to the rain fall.

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The next day, a Saturday, while Diane, Evelyn, and Luann and Annie went to look at houses for sale, and Tammy went down to Dulcy’s studio to model, Nicky decided to go to her best friend Laura’s house.

She didn’t often go to Laura’s place because Laura’s mother didn’t work and was home most of the time. This would have interfered with Nicky and Laura’s alone time. Laura also had a little sister and little brother, who would also interfere with Nicky and Laura’s alone time.

Laura and Nicky were sitting on the wet grass behind the tool shed at the far end of Laura’s yard. Trees growing on both sides of the fence around her yard obscured the view from every direction. The two fourteen year olds were in cotton shorts and tee shirts.

Laura put her hand on her best friend’s knee. After awhile Nicky covered her hand with her own. She smiled at Laura, who didn’t return the smile.

“I hope you don’t move too far away,” Laura finally said. I don’t want to find a new BFF.”

“Never,” Nicky told her. “Even if I move to the moon you will always be my BFF.” Nicky reached out both hands, pulled Laura’s wire rimmed silver glasses off of her face, breathed on them, wiped them with the hem of her tee shirt and hooked them back over Laura’s ears. “Better?”

Laura nodded dumbly. Nicky pulled her into an embrace. Laura returned it fiercely. “I’m just so worried that you’re going to move away, and I’ll never see you again,” Laura spoke into Nicky’s shoulder.

Nicky kissed Laura’s blond hair, then her forehead, cheek, and finally kissed her girl friend on the lips, softly at first, then again and again, until tongues were moving against each other in a sensuous dance. Nicky’s hands moved under Laura’s shirt to caress her bare back. Laura dropped her head to lick and kiss Nicky’s neck and ears.

With effort and a moan, Laura pulled back. She slowly stood, absently tried to brush the wet spot from her behind, then turned to pace away as if needing to stretch her legs. Nicky watched her friend intently, knowing Laura was having a difficult time, but not knowing what to do about it.

Finally Laura turned, looked down at Nicky, said quietly, “We may not have much time together.”

“We don’t know that,” Nicky corrected her. “I don’t know where we’re moving to yet. We may not move away at all. All we need is to find a bigger house.”

“Like I said,” Laura sounded annoyed at being interrupted. “We may not have much time. There’s something I need to know from you. About you, at any rate.” Suddenly it seemed she was at a loss for words.

Nicky made no move to rise. “What, Baby? What do you need to know?”

Instead of answering, Laura raised her tee shirt, then pulled it off over her head, revealing very small, egg shaped, pale breasts, ending in hard, pointed, brown nipples. “These,” she said.

Laura smiled, got to her knees and crawled over to the half naked teenager. Because Laura was so short, Nicky’s mouth came to just the height of Laura’s nipples. “These are great,” Nicky told her, with a smile.

Laura suddenly crossed her arms over her nearly flat chest, hiding her breasts from Nicky’s gaze. “These are not great. I have the tits of an eight year old.”

Nicky sighed. “So?”

Suddenly Laura grabbed Nicky’s head, pulled her friend’s face against her chest. “Is this what you really want? Aren’t you hoping to move away so that you can find a girl friend with real tits?” There were tears in Laura’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall.

Nicky climbed to her feet, grabbed Laura by the shoulders. “What is this all about? You know I love you.”

“You love tits! Big boobies. You’re the boob girl. You’ve said it yourself!”

“Yes, I like boobs…and toes too. And lips and ears, and your cute little butt.”

Laura’s tears started to fall. “I never understood it. Every school year, your tits get bigger, all the girls tits get bigger, but mine never change. And I see how you’re always checking out the other girls in our class, comparing boobs. Remember, I’ve seen you in the showers in the girls locker room!”

“Shh. Someone will hear you.” She grabbed Laura’s now wet shirt from the grass. “Here, put this back on, before your mom or the other kids see you.”

Laura grabbed her tee shirt and threw it to the side. “Why? I don’t have anything to hide. I look like a boy.”

Nicky made an effort to grab Laura’s shoulders again, missed and snagged her hands. “Laura. I never knew you felt this way. You should have talked to me about this before now.”

“I guess I’ve just been insecure. I keep thinking that one day some slut with huge tits is gonna steal you away. I guess I’ve just been really thinking about this because of you moving, and with what happened a couple months ago. With the twins and the Karens. I’ve been so scared!”

Nicky pulled Laura close and hugged her, trapping her arms against her sides. “Silly girl. I will always love you, no matter how big your tits are.”

“I’m just afraid I can’t give you what you want.”

“Laura. You always give me what I want. And what I need. Maybe I haven’t been listening to you, giving you what you need. Obviously, if this is how you feel, and I never even knew it.”

A sound like a stick snapping brought their attention to the side of the tool shed. Laura hurriedly pulled her tee shirt on, and the two friends leaned around the side. Laura’s little sister, Beth was running away from the shed towards the house.

The two teenagers looked at each other. “Beth!” Laura growled. “That little snitch! I bet she’s going to tell Mom.”

“Do you think she heard us? What we were talking about? Or was she just trying to spy? Maybe she didn’t hear anything.”

“There’s only one way to find out,” Laura said, with a shake of her head. “We’ll have to confront her, unless she’s telling Mom right now.”

“We’ll know in a couple minutes, if we hear your mother calling for us.”

They sank back down to sit with their backs against the tool shed. They were silent for a moment, then Nicole asked, “Hey Laura. Did you ever…you know?”

“What?”

“You know…with your little sister. She’s ten. Probably curious.”

Laura looked horrified. “No! Never.”

“Never?”

“I’d be too afraid she’d tell Mom and Dad. She would too. She’s like that. Oh, I knew we shouldn’t have come over to my place.”

“Well, let me ask you this.” Nicole’s hand went to Laura’s bare knee. “Have you ever thought about it?”

“Don’t tell anyone. But I had this dream once where I was kissing her…”

“Don’t tell anyone?” Nicky repeated. “Did you forget who you’re talking to? My sister was my very first lover. And I’m the little sister to Tammy. She always made me feel so special, so cared for. My big sister looked out for me….now don’t start getting all jealous again,” when Nicky saw the look on Laura’s face. “So, let’s get back to you and Barbie.”

“Bethy,” Laura corrected.

“Are you sure?”

“She’s my sister. Bethy, short for Bethany.” Laura smiled.

Nicky smiled. “Let’s find out what she knows.”

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Meanwhile, not far away, Tammy walked into Dulcy’s photography studio on Main Street. Dulcy was short and small all over, but had perfectly proportional breasts and hips for her size. She had long golden hair, currently tied back, and wore silver rimmed glasses.

Tammy’s girlfriends were already there waiting. Tonya with pale skin and long black hair, and Jane very tall with platinum blond hair were already sitting in chairs in just bra and panties. Tonya was in black underwear, Jane in pink.

“I hope I’m not late,” Tammy apologized to Dulcy.

Dulcy glanced at the clock on the wall. “Nope. You are right on time. Your friends were early, so I had them strip and wait.”

“Should I…”

Dulcy showed Tammy where she could take her top clothes off and hang them up. Then she went back to preparing her camera, which was on a tripod in the area partitioned off for taking pictures.

Tammy sat in white bra and panties next to Tonya, immediately feeling out of place. “So what do we do?”

Dulcy’s daughter Lena came around the corner of the partition. She was tan with sandy colored hair, and her smile revealed that her top two front teeth were crooked. “What sizes do you all wear?” the twelve year old asked.

“Size in what?” Tonya asked.

“Oh. Shoes. Boots really. Mom thought that we should try that first.” Lena looked at each girl’s face.

“What?” Tonya asked. “Do I have food on my face or something?”

“No, just trying to decide what make up you need.”

“I don’t wear make up,” Tonya told her seriously.

“Well for modeling you will. You and Jane. Tammy’s fine. Those freckles are cute.” Lena held Tammy’s gaze for thirty seconds. “Well, maybe just a little eyeliner. You first Tammy. You’ll be the easiest.”

Lena led Tammy to a make up table. “Do you ever wear make up?” Lena asked.

“No. Well just lip gloss. I can’t believe you know how to do make up. You’re only twelve.”

Dulcy came around the corner. “She’s like an idiot savant when it come to make up. She started practicing when she was eight. Now she knows exactly what any girl needs.”

Tammy smiled at her reflection in the mirror as Lena finished her face. “You made me beautiful. I could kiss you!”

“Better not! At least not until the shoot is finished. You’ll ruin your make up.”

Twenty-five minutes later all three teenagers were wearing the proper make up and were wearing denim skirts, plaid blouses, and boots, accented with belts and cowboy hats.

“Now be careful,” Dulcy warned the teenagers. “Don’t scuff your boots. They need to look spotless.”

Dulcy slipped out of her shoes and positioned herself behind her tripod, looked through the view finder. She stepped around her tripod and positioned the girls in front of a white screen. “This is for Bangor Apparel. They specialize in boots and belts. So make the boots and belts look good.”

Jane turned to the side with one boot sticking out, showing a lot of leg. Dulcy called her daughter over. “Lena, I need body make up on their legs, around the knees.

In minutes Lena was on her knees with the make up. Her fingers wandered over the smooth skin of their legs and her hands gripped the hard muscles of calves and thighs of all three girls, murmuring approval. She smiled up at Tonya. “I can’t wait for the next thing you model. Mom said next week were doing bikinis.”

Dulcy first had the three teenagers stand facing the camera each with their right legs extended, their boots lined up. Dulcy took twice as long as she normally would lining up the shot and taking the pictures as she watched three sets of beautiful teenage legs through her camera. With Jane in the middle wearing her cowgirl hat, and Tammy and Tonya on either side, with their hats off, the three girls touched cheeks as they smiled for the camera.

The next couple shots Dulcy had the girls pose sitting in a wooden chair with their legs crossed. Dulcy stared at Jane for a long time before taking her picture. Next came Tammy. She made little kissie faces at the camera, with her hand on top of her hat, then she took it off and held it over her knee. Before Tammy could get up, Tonya came over and sat on her lap. Tammy’s arms went around Tonya’s waist. Both had their legs spread, Tammy facing the camera and Tonya facing left. They were laughing.

Dulcy yelled, “Hold it!” Tonya was about to get up, but Dulcy stopped her. “Freeze! Stay right where you are. Lena!” Lena skipped over to her mother. “Make them descent.”

Lena stepped to where the teenagers sat and knelt in front of Tammy. She pulled Tammy’s skirt slightly to the right and pushed her legs closed about two inches. “That’s better,” she explained. “We could see your panties.”

This set both girls to laughing, and Dulcy quickly shot five pictures.

Next Jane sat in the chair facing left and Dulcy had Tonya crouch in front of her to pull one of her boots off. Tonya’s skirt was pulled dangerously high by her position, but at this angle the camera couldn’t see anything. Jane’s hand was on her own knee with Tonya holding her foot up by the boot heel.

Next all three girls were posed standing with Tammy and Tonya first unbuckling, then pulling Jane’s belt through the belt loops of her denim skirt. Tammy held it up.

Dulcy had Jane turn with her back to the camera in between Tammy and Tonya who faced the camera. Tammy and Tonya had their arms around the front of Jane, while Jane had her arms across the other girls’ chests to hang on to their shoulders with her hands. This left the belts in full view.

Dulcy decided to do something more daring. She swallowed hard, then said, “Jane? Could you go sit down over there for awhile? Tammy and Tonya could you, uh…would you let me take your picture…topless?”

“Sure,” Tonya said and began unbuttoning her blouse.

“I guess. I’m not ashamed of my body,” Tammy told her.

Lena quickly ran over and took the blouses from the girls, then their bras as each teenager revealed magnificent high set, very round breasts. Tammy’s red nipples and Tonya’s brown nipples hardened from the air conditioning in the building.

“Tonya, turn with your back towards me,” Dulcy directed. “Tammy stand in front of Tonya, facing her. Now lean out around her. That’s great. Tammy put your hands on Tonya’s shoulders. Stand with your left leg in between Tonya’s legs and your right leg just on the other side of her legs. Let me see those boots. Great. Now, freeze!”

Tammy and Tonya smiled the whole time, sometimes at each other. Tammy was thrilled to be facing the camera and at one point she kissed Tonya on the cheek. Tonya whispered to her, “You’re turning me on. Stop it!” Tammy just mashed her breasts into Tonya’s harder.

Dulcy took several pictures, directing a little bit here and there. At one point Lena had to go in and move Tammy slightly to the left so that her nipple wasn’t showing.

“Enough for that. Lena bring the chair back in.” Dulcy had Tonya sit in the chair facing the camera, still topless. Then she had Jane take her blouse and bra off, and sit straddling Tonya’s lap with her back to the camera, her skirt hiked up to her hips. “Close your legs a little Tonya.”

Tonya smiled up at Jane, who was trying to be serious, and pushed her mouth against one of Jane’s nipples. Jane tried to ignore her. Then Dulcy told her, “Tonya throw your head back.”

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Just then, about four miles outside of town Diane, her sister Evelyn, and their sister-in-law Luann, along with Luann’s ten year old daughter Annabel were looking at a house for sale. It was a sprawling one floor house, set back from the east road that led out of town, by a good hundred yards.

The realtor, a tall attractive woman named Maris, was showing them the property. Maris was a striking woman, African with a wide flat nose, full red lips, milk chocolate skin, and hair straightened and the color of cinnamon. She wore a tan skirt and jacket over a white blouse that covered very large breasts. Annabel was smitten immediately. She stared up at the woman’s face, finally said, “You have very pretty eyes.”

Maris was flattered. “Why thank you Annabel. You’re very pretty yourself. It’s very unusual to see one with such dark skin with blue eyes and blond hair.”

“Her father’s white,” Luann explained.

“Will he want to see this house too?” Marisol asked, half dreading coming out here again.

“No. He’s in the Air Force, stationed in England right now. It’s just the three of us,” Luann indicated Diane and Evelyn. “At least three adults, who will be buying. Between us we have five kids.”

“So that explains why you need such a large house.” They were all standing in the entrance way. To the left lay two of the bedrooms, to the right lay the dining room, kitchen, and breakfast nook, and straight a head was the living room.

“Do you mind if we just look around?” Diane asked.

“No not at all. I’ll be in the kitchen, just through here,” Maris told them. “I want to make some phone calls anyway.”

“Can I stay with Maris?” Annie asked her mother.

Luann looked askance of the realtor. Maris shrugged her shoulders. “Just stay out of trouble,” Luann told her.

The three women moved down the hallway to the left. The first door was a bathroom, the next was a bedroom. It was large, eleven by sixteen with a bay window facing the front. Everything was a little dusty, but other wise looked to be intact. There were no squeaking floor boards, no wet spots on the ceiling indicating a leaking roof, no peeling plaster.

“How old is this house?” Evelyn asked.

“Maris said it was only ten years old,” Diane told her.

“How long has it been empty?”

“Almost four years. Maris also told me that the owner was pretty anxious to get rid of it. He’s been trying to sell it for the last three years, but can’t find a buyer.”

As the women move down the hall to the next door, stepped into a large master bedroom with a master bath, Luann asked, “Why not? I can’t see anything wrong with it so far. No leaks, nothing to fix, and it’s beautiful.”

“I don’t know if I should tell you,” Diane said seriously.

The master bedroom was sixteen by twenty-one feet and had a bay window facing the back of the house. There were two walk in closets. It also had doors that opened outside onto the back covered patio. The women moved outside. “This is great,” Evelyn said. “I’m falling in love with it already and we’ve only seen part of it. What could be so wrong with it that the seller is having trouble selling it? Is it the price?”

Diane stopped and turned to both women. “It’s supposed to be haunted.”

“What?” Luann said. “It’s not old enough to be haunted.”

“There was a murder, two of them,” Diane explained.

“Oh, no!” Evelyn exclaimed. “This isn’t the, the, the, that house!”

Diane smiled. “Yes, that house.”

“What house?” Luann asked. “Remember, I’m new in town. I don’t know what your talking about.”

The women stepped into the living room through double doors from the patio. It was shaped like a hexagon with six sides, two of the sides with large windows facing the patio.

“A man named Harvey killed his wife and daughter here,” Diane explained. “About four years ago.”

“Oh,” Luann said. “Well, I don’t believe in ghosts. So I don’t care.” She looked at Evelyn.

“I guess I’m okay with it. I just didn’t realize this was that house. I mean this could work in our favor. We could get it very cheaply.”

“Hmmm,” Diane said. “Maris really shouldn’t have told me that the owner was desperate to sell it.”

The three of them moved through the living room and found themselves back in the entrance way at the front of the house. The doorway to the right opened to the dining room, which was about twelve by thirteen feet and had two windows facing the front. They walked out of the living room, turned right and entered the kitchen which was against the front of the house and the garage, and the breakfast nook, which faced the back of the house and the patio.

They found Annabel sitting on the white counter top next to Maris who was standing with her butt against the counter. She had her cell phone to her ear. Annabel was touching her free hand. They all waved at the realtor and Annie as they passed.

The women passed through the back door of the kitchen out into a laundry room with washer and dryer hook ups. Another door brought them out to the garage.

“My God! This is huge!” Evelyn said.

“Three car garage,” Diane told them. “Luann needs to get a car, and Tammy will have her driver’s license soon. I think this place is just perfect for our very large family.”

They walked back through the kitchen and down the hall past the kitchen to enter the family room. It too was hexagon shaped with a fireplace at the back end of the house facing the patio. “I love this fireplace,” Evelyn said examining the bricks.

At the end of the hallway was another bathroom and then a doorway to the back covered patio. Backtracking the hallway on the other side were three doors and a stairway at the end. They found three bedrooms, each about twelve by thirteen feet. The one in the back had a bay window like the master bedroom. The other two bedrooms shared a bathroom in between them.

The stairway led to a loft above the garage, a large room about sixteen by 32 feet. At the far end of the rectangular room was a balcony that overlooked the side of the garage and faced the front of the house. Diane and Evelyn hurried over to it and threw the double doors open. Then hesitantly they stepped out onto the balcony. “Cool!” Evelyn said. They turned to watch Luann hesitantly step outside. “It’s safe.”

“I better go down and check on Annie.” And with that she turned and went back down.

“I think Lu’s scared of heights,” Diane whispered to her sister.

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Laura’s mother called for her. “We better go,” Laura told Nicky.

“What do you mean ‘we?’” Nicky smiled at her friend. “Just kidding. Let’s go see what your bratty sister told your mom.”

The girls ran to the house and came in the back door. Laura’s mother was standing by the counter in the kitchen. She was a tall woman with long auburn hair. At the table sat a tall, thin boy of about fifteen with long blue hair pulled back in a pony tail.

Laura literally launched herself at him, wrapped her arms around him. “Jason!” She kissed him on the lips, until he pushed her off of his lap. He stared wide eyed at Laura’s mother, who had a horrified expression on her face.

“Um, um, um Laurie! I just wanted to stop by to, to , tell you that I have to break our date for Friday night.”

“Oh, why?”

“I have to help my dad with something. Um, maybe we can go to the movies another night.” He glanced nervously at Laura’s mother.

“We’ll see,” she said.

“Okay. I gotta go.” Jason stood and nervously, exited quickly.

“What was that all about, Laura?” her mother turned on her. “I didn’t know you were so serious with Jason.”

“Oh, Mom! It’s nothing so serious. Where’s Bethy?”

“I think she’s upstairs.”

“Okay. We’ll be upstairs.” Laura grabbed Nicky’s arm and pulled her up the stairs to her bedroom.

Once the door was closed Nicky turned on Laura, only inches from her face. “What the hell was that all about? Were you trying to rub it in that Jason’s dating you now, instead of me?!”

Laura took Nicky by the arms. “No, no, no. Listen. I just wanted to show my mom that I wasn’t gay. In case Bethy was blabbing about us messing around and stuff. It was just the first thing I could think of to do.”

“Oh.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you. But you saw how she freaked when I kissed Jason. How much more is she going to freak if she finds out about us? If Bethy tells her….”

“I’m sorry,” Nicky hugged her. “Don’t you think it would be better if your parents knew, you know, about us?”

“I don’t know what would be best. I mean, I’m dating Jason. I’m making love to you. You used to date Jason. My life’s so complicated. What am I? Gay? Bisexual?”

Nicky took Laura’s chin in her hand. “You. Are. Laura. That’s all. You’re my BFF and I love you. That’s all that matters.”

Laura took a deep breath, rubbed the bridge of her nose, pushing her glasses up. “Thank you, Nick. I love you too. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” They sat down on Laura’s bed still holding each other. “I’ve just been so stressed lately. With the twins. The Karens. You moving. Jason. And now I have to deal with Bethy.”

“Well, it’s like my mother always says, deal with something as soon as possible and you’ll spend less time worrying about it. Let’s go talk to your sister.”

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Dulcy stepped around her camera. “I need a break! You girls are driving me nuts!”

“What’s wrong?” Jane asked.

Dulcy stepped up to Jane, who was still sitting straddling Tonya’s lap, pulled her face up and kissed her hard on the mouth. “You girls are so hot, I’m too horny to continue.” Then Dulcy began licking Jane’s ears while Tonya started pulling Dulcy’s blouse out of her slacks, and touching her ass.

Tammy walked over to help. She unbuttoned Dulcy’s pants and pulled them to her ankles. Twelve year old Lena was suddenly between her mother’s legs, her tongue sliding all over her shaved vulva.

Tammy knelt between Tonya’s legs, pushed her denim skirt up as far as it would go, then wrenched her black panties aside. Tammy’s tongue found her girlfriend’s clitoris peeking out from under its hood.

While Dulcy and Jane licked tongues, lips, and ears, Tonya pushed Jane back from her so that she could suck on Jane’s pointy, cone shaped nipples. Jane began dragging her crotch back and forth on Tonya’s lap.

The three teenagers still wore their boots and denim skirts, but were topless. Dulcy was naked from the waist down, but still wore her white blouse. Lena was fully dressed in yellow shorts and lime green tank top.

Tonya and Dulcy had body shaking orgasms. Jane stood up, her legs straddling the chair and Tonya’s lap. She pulled her skirt up around her waist, and with her other hand, pulled the crotch of her pink panties aside. “Eat me,” she ordered Tonya. Tonya hesitated only a second, then grabbed her friend’s ass cheeks and pulled Jane’s vulva against her mouth.

Dulcy felt her daughter pulling her down, so she carefully lowered herself onto her daughter’s face. Tammy crawled over to the twelve year old and pulled her shorts down to her ankles. She took a moment to closely examine the sparse down on the preteen vulva. Her fingers petted the soft pubic hair, then pulled her outer lips back and began licking Lena’s vagina up and down.

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Moments earlier, four miles outside of town, Annabel grabbed Maris’s hand with both of hers. She was wearing an orange sun dress with pale yellow flowers, her rounded knees exposed at the hem of the dress. Acting innocently she pulled Maris’s hand to her lap as she still sat on the kitchen counter next to the black woman. Maris had just pushed the off button on her cell phone.

“Can I ask you something?” Annabel asked in her best little girl voice.

Maris turned her head and found her eyes captured by the ten year olds beaming baby blues, and bright smile. “Sure.”

“Do you have a husband or a boyfriend?”

Maris licked her full red lips. “I’m seeing someone. But I wouldn’t call him my boyfriend just yet.”

“What would you call him?”

My lover, Maris thought, but knew she couldn’t say that to a ten year old. “He’s just a friend.”

“Can I be your girlfriend?” Annie’s smile grew.

Such an innocent question. Maris became aware of where her hand was on Annie’s lap. Her eyes dropped to Annie’s lap, as Annie pulled Maris’s hand between her thighs, but over the material of her skirt. “You can touch me if you want,” Annie said quietly.

Maris slowly pulled her hand from between Annie’s slowly tightening thighs. “Um….” Maris found her self shaking. She bent her head slightly to be on eye level with the little girl, bringing her face closer to the child’s. “I don’t…do that.”

In a flash Annie’s small hands were holding Maris’s face, pulling her bottom lip open with her thumbs. Annie leaned in and clamped her lips onto the beautiful woman’s plump bottom lip. Annie’s tongue followed, grazing Maris’s mouth and glazing her lips with spit.

Maris pulled back with a short low, “Oh.”

Annie immediately pouted. “Didn’t you like my kiss? Everyone likes my kisses. I know I’m a good kisser.”

Maris, thinking she was suddenly dealing with a child about to throw a tantrum, leaned close again, but not as close as before. “That…that was a…very nice kiss. But Sweetie..? You can’t go around kissing people like that.”

Annie’s fists went to her hips, which made her look rather childish as she sat on the counter top. “Why not?”

Maris crossed the room, and stood with her back to the opposite wall, where the refrigerator would go. “Because it’s not right.”

Annie kicked off her sandals and pulled her legs up so that her bare feet rested on the edge of the counter. She pulled her dress up just enough so that Marisol could see her damp white cotton panties. “You see London. You see France. You see Annie’s underpants,” Annie sang softly.

Maris’s mouth went dry and her jaw dropped open. She couldn’t think of any thing to say, and couldn’t tear her eyes away from the moist, white cotton material showing the outline of Annie’s hairless vulva. Her hands began to shake.

Maris didn’t hear Luann coming around the corner at the bottom of the stairs. Luann immediately understood what was going on. She locked eyes with her daughter, as Annie jumped down from the counter. She ran to her mother, who hugged her close. Maris stood, her whole body shaking, as she heard Luann say, “Annie, go upstairs and see the view from the balcony. It’s alright your Aunt Evelyn and Aunt Diane are up there.”

“Okay, Mommy.” And the ten year old raced barefoot up the stairs.

Luann took two steps to Maris, who tried , but failed, to look her in the eye. Luann saw that Maris was still shaking like a leaf. She whispered into her ear. “If you have any thoughts about going to the authorities about anything you may suspect…if you think you can accuse me of child sexual abuse…think again. I’ll say that you molested my daughter. And Annie will back me up. Believe me.”

Maris’s eyes bugged out, finally found the young mother’s eyes. “I didn’t….”

“I know.” Luann said with a nod. “It’s history. Forget it.” Suddenly happy and smiling, Luann asked. “So, is this place really haunted?”

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Laura knocked on her sister’s bedroom door, “Bethy? Can I come in? I want to talk to you.”

After what seemed like an hour, the door opened and Bethany appeared, holding the door slightly in front of her like a shield.

“What do you want?”

Laura began, “What were you doing…?” Then she caught Bethany’s eyes and she studied her sister’s face for a long moment, as if seeing someone she hadn’t met before. She noticed how black her hair was and how blue her eyes were. And she saw something like anticipation, or a longing in those eyes.

Bethany turned away, saw Nicky, sighed, then stepped back and opened the door farther. “Come in if you wanna talk.”

The teenagers entered and Laura immediately sat on Bethany’s bed as Bethany closed her door. Nicky stood uncertainly near the closed door. Bethany hesitated a second then joined her sister on her bed. “Look. I know you’re mad at me for spying on you,” Bethany said. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I know it’s wrong. I’m sorry. Okay?” She looked back and forth between her sister and Nicky. “Are we done now?”

Laura reached out and touched the back of her sister’s hand. “Why were you spying on us? What did you want?”

Bethany pulled her hand away from under her sister’s hand, turned her body away from her sister. “What do you care? What I want?” Before Laura could respond, Bethany continued, “Maybe I just wanted to..to be with you guys. You know? Just talk and stuff.”

Laura again tried to put her hand on Bethany’s leg, but her sister pulled away. “I’m sorry, Bethy. Did you want to talk about something?”

“Doesn’t matter. You don’t really care.” She turned her attention on Nicky. With a wave of her hand, “You spend all of your time with her! She’s all you care about.”

“That’s not true. I’m here for you. I love you Bethy.”

“We used to do things together. Before you went to sixth grade.” Tears began to form, and slowly spill down the cute ten year old face. “Now you’re going to high school next year. And I’ll probably never see you again.”

Laura tried to hug her sister, but Bethany was having none of it. She slipped away and got to her feet stepping towards Nicky. She stopped and stared angrily at Nicky.

Nicky felt like she had to say something. “Beth? I’m sorry too. Look, I have a sister too. I know how much I love her. And I know she loves me too. But we don’t spend as much time together as we used to, either. I know it’s hard, but I think it’s pretty normal. You know, for sisters to…to grow apart. My sister’s working a modeling job right now. And I’m here.” Nicky’s lips kept moving, but nothing else came out.

Laura hugged Bethany from behind, trapping her arms at her sides. “Do you want to come with us, right now?”

“What? Where are you going?”

Laura glanced at Nicky. “Let’s go back behind the tool shed. We can tell you what we talking about.”

“And we can show you what we were doing,” Nicky offered.

“Really?” A lopsided smile appeared on Beth’s face. “I can be with you guys?”

“Com’on!” Laura grabbed her sister’s hand.

The girls trotted down the steps and out the back door. “Lunch in an hour,” Laura’s mother called after them.

They ran to the end of the yard with Laura in the lead and Nicky bringing up the rear. They were all giggling when they ran to the back of the shed. Nicky grabbed Laura, pulled her close and kissed her on her mouth. Bethany stood staring and smiling. All three girls began sweating in the late morning heat.

“I knew you guys were kissing,” Bethany squealed. “Oh, I knew it.”

“You won’t tell Mom, will you?” Laura asked.

“Well, duh! Of course not! You think I’m stupid?”

Nicky grinned at Bethany. “Hey Kiddo, you want to take my place?”

“What? What do you mean?”

“Come here.” Nicky pulled Beth by the arm and stood her in front of Laura. Even though Laura was four years older than her sister, they were about the same height, about a head shorter than Nicky. “Now kiss her. Go ahead. You know you want to.” Nicky was looking at both Laura and Beth. The sisters weren’t sure who she was talking to. “It’s okay. I won’t get mad. I know how to share.”

As the older sister, Laura decide to take the initiative. She put one hand on Beth’s shoulder, and the other hand around her back, under her arm. She leaned in slowly, licked her lips. Bethany’s sweat smelled sweet to Laura. Both sisters were smiling. At the last second, she lost her nerve, and kissed Beth on the side of her mouth. “It’s hard to kiss her when she’s smiling like that!”

“Try again,” Nicky directed. She moved closer and put a hand on each of their backs, as if to hold them together, in case one of them chickened out. This time Laura’s lips made contact with her sister’s. After a moment, Beth pulled her head back. She looked Laura in the eye, then her eyelids fluttered closed, as she leaned in again to kiss her sister on the lips. This time Laura put a hand to the side of her sister’s face, touching her sweat damp hair, gently keeping her close. Laura’s lips nibbled at Bethany’s mouth, again and again. Then her tongue gently touched Beth’s bottom lip, dragging a moan from the little sister. Bethany tasted like bubblegum.

Nicky’s face was close, her eyes wide, her mouth moving with Laura’s, her tongue peeking out from between her lips. “Mmmm, my turn,” she said with a throaty growl.

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Lena moaned loudly into her mother’s vagina, as Tammy brought her to her first orgasm of the day. Jane cried out in orgasm as Tonya’s tongue vibrated wildly against Jane’s stiff little clitoris, as her fingers dug into her slim ass cheeks.

Jane left Tonya sitting in the chair, stepped over her and moved to Dulcy, who was kneeling with her daughter’s face between her thighs. Jane unzipped her denim skirt, stepped out of it, and pulled the crotch of her pink bikini panties aside, and simultaneously spread her outer labia, giving Dulcy a great show. “Eat me,” Jane ordered.

Dulcy was eye level with Jane’s crimson vulva, and inch long erect clitoris, which looked like it was reaching out to her. Jane’s inner thighs were wet and her vagina was actually dripping from a combination of her own fluids and Tonya’s saliva. Dulcy had never been ordered about like this, but a part of her decidedly liked it. Her fingers dug into Jane’s ass cheeks, pulling the teenager to her mouth. Her lips and tongue began to alternately suck Jane’s clit and stab into her vagina.

Dulcy still wore her white blouse but was naked from the waist down. Her daughter was sucking her clitoris and stabbing her little pink tongue as deep into her mother’s vagina as she could get it. Lena, too, was still wearing her green tank top, lying on her back, with her mother sitting on her face. Her fingers reached over her mother’s thighs to her pubic mound, to begin dancing a rhythm against Dulcy’s clitoris.

Lena had her yellow shorts around her ankles and her legs were over Tammy’s shoulders, with Tammy’s face buried into the twelve year old’s genitals. Tammy’s hands found their way up to the green tank top and were tweaking Lena’s little nipples through the cotton cloth. The lower half of Lena’s body squirmed around on the floor as Tammy brought the younger girl to her second orgasm.

Tonya regained some of her composure, wiped her chin with the back of her hand, stood and stepped over Lena’s squirming body to stand with a booted foot on either side of her body. Tonya still wore her denim skirt, but was naked from the waist up. She faced Jane with Dulcy’s head between their bodies. Tonya got as close as possible with her crotch against the back of Dulcy’s head. She leaned in to swap spit with Jane, giving Jane a taste of herself, their tongue’s dancing against each other. Tonya’s breasts squashed against Jane’s, hardened nipples digging into yielding breast flesh. Absently, Tonya’s fingers played in Dulcy’s sweat soaked hair. Without thinking about it, she pulled Dulcy’s blond locks under her skirt, against her dripping vagina, hard clitoris. It was an erotic feeling she had never experienced before. She had never thought about hair like that before, but now her fingers were rubbing Dulcy’s hair all around her panty covered vulva.

Tammy sat up and began taking her boots, skirt and panties off. She sat back on her heels and absently pulled up Lena’s tank top. She began lightly fingering the wide brown nipples on the baby breasts with one hand, while her other hand lightly played with her clitoris.

Dulcy’s body shook in a wild orgasm, from her daughter’s tongue, lips and fingers, and because she was eating out the delightful Jane, and Tonya was doing naughty things with her hair. Jane screamed her second orgasm of the morning, and collapsed back in the chair, shaking, sweaty, wet between her thighs, and naked but for the boots she still wore. Dulcy collapsed to lay beside her daughter, feminine juice all around her mouth and running down her chin, and in her hair, and began to playfully finger Lena’s soaking wet vagina. Tonya knelt in front of Tammy and began kissing her girlfriend passionately. Tammy tasted Jane in Tonya’s mouth, while Tonya tasted little Lena in Tammy’s mouth. Soon both tastes combined into one erotic flavor.

Tammy unzipped Tonya’s skirt, left it fall to her knees, then her fingers pushed the wet crotch of her black panties into Tonya’s sopping wet vagina. She finger fucked her girlfriend for a few minutes, then suddenly pushed her down, reversed herself and lowered her naked vulva onto Tonya’s waiting mouth. Her fingers resumed pushing the panty material into Tonya’s vagina, then slowly pulling it out.

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Diane and Evelyn each holding one of Annabel’s hands came down the stairs from the loft over the garage and entered the kitchen

. “We closed and locked the doors to the balcony,” Evelyn said to Maris.

Maris was again leaning against the counter top. Luann was standing very close to her. “Oh, okay,” Maris said. She tried not to notice Annie, who was staring at her.

“Since this place is haunted,” Diane began, “We’d like to offer less than what the owner is asking.”

Maris shook her head, blinked as if waking from a sleep. “What? What? What should I tell the owner?”

“Tell him we want to buy it for….ninety thousand. I know it’s a low figure, but the three of us can’t afford much more than that.” Diane sounded completely confident that the owner would easily give it to them from that price.

Annie disappeared from the kitchen. Maris breathed a deep sigh. “Okay. I’ll tell the owner. If he comes back with a higher figure, should I get back to you, or is ninety thousand as high as you’ll go?”

“Oh, definitely get back to us. In fact,” Diane pulled one of Maris’s business cards from her back pocket, “I’ll call you in a few days.”

“Alright, then, I’ll show you out.”

“Annie!” Luann suddenly called.

“Right here, Mommy,” Annie came skipping back into the kitchen.

“Where were you?”

“Just looking at the fireplace. It’s really cool!”

Maris showed the three adults and Annabel out to the front door and watched as they got in their car and slowly pulled out of the drive way. She breathed a sigh of relief as she walked back into the family room, and reached down for her brief case setting beside the fireplace. She shook her head slowly, trying to erase the image of Annie’s white panties with the visible damp spot at the crotch.

Diane drove, with Evelyn in the passenger seat, and Luann and Annabel in the back. “What was going on back there?” Evelyn asked. When no one answered her, she said, “I know something happened because Maris was acting funny after we came back downstairs.”

After another moment, Luann said, “Annie was flashing Maris.” Diane and Evelyn both laughed. “It’s not funny! She could get us into a lot of trouble.”

Diane relented. “Your mother’s right Annie. You can’t be flirting with other women. If one of them suspects that there are adults in your life who make love to you…well, it would destroy this family. This is very serious.”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to, to ….cause any trouble.”

Luann put a hand on her daughter’s bare thigh. “Annie tell me everything that happened in the kitchen with Maris.”

Annie sighed. “Okay. Maris is just so pretty, I couldn’t help myself. I, uh, let’s see. I touched her hand. Then I, uh took her head between my hands, like this.” Annie put her hands on either side of her mother’s face. “And I kissed her. Like this.” Annie’s little ten year old lips almost, but not quite, matched up to her mother’s adult lips. She kissed her softly and then, right before pulling away, she licked Luann’s bottom lip.

Luann breathed deeply. “Okay, and then what happened?”

“She moved away from me really fast. I was kinda mad at her. I was just trying to get her attention when I showed her my panties. I thought if I showed her my panties that she would see that it’s alright.”

Luann’s hand moved up her daughter’s leg. “Annie, you need to promise me, promise all of us, your aunts too, that you will never do anything like this again.”

“Okay. I promise. Will I be punished?”

“I’m thinking about your punishment right now.”

Diane pulled the car into her driveway, and shut the engine off. “What do you guys want to do for lunch?”

Luann’s hand pushed up her daughter’s skirt in a sudden impulse. Luann’s voice cracked as she asked, “Annie? Where are your underwear?”

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Maris sat in her car with her brief case on the passenger seat. She knew from speaking with Diane last week that she and Evelyn together could afford $125,000. And if Luann contributed…She knew the owner was asking $150,000. The women should have offered more. These were the thoughts in her head as she reached in her brief case for her day planner to check the owners phone number.

What her hand touched was soft and wet. She clutched the item and pulled it out. White cotton panties with a wet crotch. Size ten. She could smell them now, wondered briefly why she didn’t before. They smelled quite feminine, some what like she herself smelled when she masturbated, but a little sweeter, less pungent. She looked in the rear view mirror, then all around her outside the car. Quickly she brought the panties to her nose, breathed deeply, her eyes closed. A smile broke out on her face as she lowered them to her lap.

Oh, God, she thought, the smile disappearing in a flash. If someone found these, in her car, in her brief case, in her apartment….how could she explain it? She doesn’t have a daughter, or even any nieces that wear size ten panties. She could see herself trying to explain it. Well, this cute little girl named Annie has a crush on me, and she wanted me to have her wet panties to remember her by. Oh that would send her to jail for sure. The judge would throw the book at her. Mean, vicious prison lesbians would hold her down and beat the hell out of her.

She started her car, the panties on her lap. She planned on throwing them out her car window on some deserted back country road. The panties were still on her lap when she arrived at her apartment. She quickly threw them in her brief case, locked it, and ran to her door.

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Nicky studied Beth’s face, the black hair, framing her round face, little snubbed nose, bright blue eyes, round chin. Nicky pushed the hair away from Beth’s face, then kept her fingers wrapped in the damp hair, her thumb on her ear lobe, fingers at her neck.

Beth’s whole face softened, as she melted under Nicky’s gaze. She felt if she shared Nicky’s attention with her sister, then in some strange way it would bring her and her sister closer. She was struck by how easily Nicky was making her feel wanted. Just a look.

Nicky was trying to hold back from attacking Beth. She was just so damn cute. But she knew she had to be gentle or she would scare her. She lowered her face and gently touched her lips to the ten year old’s. To her surprise, Beth tried to slip her tongue between Nicky’s lips. Nicky pulled back a moment, then opened her mouth and let Beth explore the inside of her mouth. The girl tasted like bubble gum.

Nicky returned the kiss, giving Beth her tongue. Beth tried sucking on it, but Nicky teased her by pulling her tongue back, and then pushing it back into Beth’s mouth. The thought struck Nicky that she was fucking Bethy’s mouth with her tongue, which made her smile, and lose concentration.

When Nicky pulled back slightly, she realized Beth had her hands on her breasts. Not squeezing or pinching, Beth just had her hands laid gently against Nicky’s breasts. Laura said quietly, “My sister’s a breast girl, too?”

“Don’t knock it,” Nicky told her. “It’s okay, Beth. You can touch them. You want to touch them, I’ll take my shirt and bra off.”

Beth smiled and nodded. Laura took Beth’s chin in her hand and guided her sister’s mouth to her own. They traded tongues while Nicky pulled off her tee shirt and unsnapped her bra. As the sisters broke the kiss, Nicky stood revealed, naked from the waist up.

Beth tentatively reached out a hand. She stroked Nicky’s right breast, fingered the large brown nipple with the wide areola. Nicky smiled as her nipples hardened. “Let me show you,” Laura told her sister. She took Nicky’s left breast in both hands, bent and licked the hard rubbery nipple. After making it shiny with her spit, her lips clamped on the nipple making kissing and sucking motions. She broke contact with a slippery pop, smiled at her sister. Beth took her cue and took Nicky’s right breast in both hands, hefted the weight, then licked the rubbery nipple. It tasted slightly salty because of the sweat trickling down Nicky’s body. She licked all around the areola, then clamped her lips on Nicky’s right nipple in imitation of her sister. Soon Laura rejoined her sister, sucking Nicky’s left breast.

Nicky put her hands on the back of both sisters heads, murmuring her approval. “We better stop; I’m getting wet.” When neither sister stopped, Nicky said, “Your mom’s going to smell me.”

“We’re already sweating,” Laura said.

Nicky gave in and reached for the hem of Beth’s shirt. Beth broke contact with Nicky’s nipple and put her arms up, letting Nicky pull the shirt over the head of the ten year old. Nicky grinned at Beth’s little brown nipples on her flat chest. She ran her finger over one, bringing it to life. “How cute!” Nicky bent, and began licking the girl’s little nipples. “How does that feel?”

“I don’t know. Kinda tickles. Oooh. I’m getting tingly.”

“Tingly is good,” Nicky told her. “Tingly where? Where are you tingly?”

“All over.”

Nicky placed her hand on the crotch of Beth’s shorts. “Are you tingly here?”

“Uh, huh.”

Laura had been standing watching her sister with her BFF. She hadn’t been this turned on since she first started making love to the twins. Laura lowered herself to her knees, positioned herself between Nicky and Beth, and pulled her sister’s shorts and panties down to her knees, revealing a hairless vulva in bright pink. “Bethy? Is it okay if I kiss you down here?”

In reply Beth put her hand on her sister’s head. Laura reached out with her tongue and simply licked her sister’s outer labia. In response, Beth spread her legs as far as she could while standing. Nicky went back to shoving her tongue into Beth’s mouth while pinching and pulling on her little nipples. Laura spread her sister’s lips a bit with her fingers and found her little clitoris at the top of her vulva. She began slow licks up and down Beth’s vulva, pausing to vibrate her tongue against her clit on the up strokes.

Beth began panting and shaking. Nicky quickly muffled a cry with her mouth over the preteen’s mouth. Beth kept saying, “Wow. Wow,” over and over again, as her sister helped her get dressed.

“Well, what do you think, Beth,” Nicky asked her.

“When can we do that again?”

Just at that Laura and Beth’s mother called from the house. “Lunch time, girls.”

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There was a shower in the back office of Dulcy’s rented studio, and Dulcy and her daughter were using it now. Tammy, Tonya, and Jane were again dressed in their street clothes, waiting for Dulcy to drive them to the nearest fast food joint for lunch. Jane and Tonya began looking at the photographs, Dulcy had taken and hung on all the walls. Some were in black and white.

Tammy was sitting at the desk in Dulcy’s office paging through a photo album of Dulcy’s work. Almost all the photos in the album contained two, three or four young women and girls, some in various states of undress, some nude. When Dulcy and Lena came out of the shower wrapped in towels and dripping slightly, Tammy asked, “These pictures, are they all sisters or relatives, or something?”

Dulcy came around the desk to see what Tammy was looking at. “Oh, yes. You found my sisters album. All these girls are sisters. I’d like to publish a book that contains nothing but pictures of sisters.”

“Would you want to take pictures of me and my sister. Sisters,” she corrected. “Annie’s my sister too.”

Lena complained loudly, “I’m hungry. When are we going for lunch?”

Dulcy put a hand on her daughter’s head. “Didn’t you just eat Mommy?”

“Ha, ha, very funny!”

Dulcy returned to Tammy. “Yes, I’d like that. Your mother and Diane are sisters too. As soon as I find time to fit you in. That reminds me, I need to get all of your parents to sign the release forms.” Dulcy began getting dressed. “I’ll take you all home after we eat and get your parents signatures. Remind me to ask your mother and Diane if they want to pose for me.”

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After a quick lunch of sandwiches and chips, Luann, after consulting with Diane and Evelyn, decided on Annie’s punishment. They locked the doors, retired upstairs, and stripped naked, all except Annie who still wore her yellow sundress, minus her missing panties.

“But why, Mommy?” Annie asked.

“This is just so you can’t use your hands,” Luann told her daughter as she tied her arms behind her back using one of Annie’s old long sleeve tee shirts, using each sleeve to tie each wrist to the opposite elbow. As the women lined up side by side on the king size bed, Luann continued. “Now you have to give each one of us five orgasm using only your mouth. This is your punishment so you remember not to try picking up strange women any more.”

“Okay. But it’s not really much of a punishment. I like making you come, Mommy.”

Luann patted her head. “I know you do, Honey. But I think your little tongue is going to get tired, and this way, you’ll remember not to flirt with women any more, by remembering what you can get at home.”

Luann spread her thighs, her feet touching the floor. Little Annie got between her legs, on her knees, and began lapping at her mother. Luann continued to stroke her hair as Diane and Evelyn watched. When Annie was satisfied that her mother had an orgasm, she moved next to her Aunt Evelyn. Evelyn came quicker because she was already aroused. Diane came even more quickly, then Annie was back to giving her mother an orgasm. Annie’s face was wet with feminine juice and it was smeared from her nose to her chin. She was grinning like a fool as she dipped her face to her mother’s vulva a second time. This time her nose bumped against her mother’s clitoris. Luann was going to tell her that using her nose was not playing by the rules, but couldn’t quite get the words out.

Five times she brought each of the women to heaven. A half hour later Annie sat back, female cum dripping from her chin, staining her dress. “That’s five, Mom.” There was a grin on her cum soaked face and a wild look in her eye. Luann, Evelyn, and Diane lay exhausted, sweating and breathing hard.

There was the sound of a key in the lock downstairs. They heard Tammy call out, “Mom? I’m home. Dulcy and Lena are with me.”

“We’re upstairs,” Evelyn called back. “And we’re…naked.”

Tammy came up the steps, while Dulcy and her daughter waited below. Tammy walked in on the women lying on the bed, and Lena sitting on the floor with her arms tied behind her back. “What’s going on?”

“Mommy’s punishing me for being bad,” Lena said with a gleam in her eye.

Luann told Tammy, “Take your clothes off and let Annie give you five orgasms. She needs to be punished more.”

“Wow, I was never punished like that.” Tammy said, as she began stripping.

Diane rose and went to the top of the stairs. “Dulcy, Lena? Come on up. Annie has a surprise for you.”

Dulcy and Lena climbed the steps, to behold a sight. “Oh, my, what’s going on here?” Dulcy asked.

“Take your clothes off,” Luann told them, as she Diane and Evelyn got off the bed so that Tammy, Dulcy and Lena could take their places.

Almost another hour passed as each of the new comers reached five orgasms a piece. Annie sat back, then fell backwards to lay on her arms. Her mother helped her sit up and untied her arms. “I hope you learned your lesson, little girl.” Annie stared off into space, then nodded numbly. Her face and dress were a mess. Luann helped her get out of her dress. “Let’s get you into the bath tub.” Luann was concerned. Had she punished her daughter too much? “Annie, are you okay?”

Annie nodded. Her mouth opened slowly. “Ah tink ah sprain mah tung.”

Luann hugged her, laughing. “Oh, baby!” Then she picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

To be continued.

I decided to not split this story up into two. Consequently this is the longest S & D story so far. If this is too long let me know. Written as three stories going on simultaneously, let me know if this is to your liking, or was it too confusing to follow? Your feedback is appreciated. Buck.