What the Twins like to do to the Nanny, Part 2

by Passing Cloud

Without a moment's hesitation she parted her legs, shuffling her feet through the grass.

Releasing the nipple from her small fingers, Rebecca, crouching down now so that her head was level with her nanny's vagina, said, "Look here Ellie, let me show you this."

I crouched beside her, reluctantly releasing the nanny's other nipple and letting my fingers gently trail down her belly until they came to rest just touching the edge of the soft triangle of hair which was now directly in front of my face.

A new level of excitement coursed through me as I stared at her. Her pubic hair was not particularly dense and while my fingers idly played with it at the base of her belly, my eyes were drawn to the clearly defined slit which disappeared between her slightly parted thighs. Her skin looked smooth and soft. I noticed the little creases in her groin at the top of her thighs. I was longing to reach out and touch her....

"Wider," ordered Rebecca; the nanny spread her legs a little more.

"Put your hands on your head," instructed Rachel who had been watching from a few feet away, but who now came up behind the nanny and crouched down so that her face was level with mine. She was grinning broadly still and I couldn't help noticing the wicked glint in her eyes; the undeniable glee in her control of this woman.

I realised then, fully for the first time, that this was not a game of pretend. This was real. The twins really did have power over this full-grown, gorgeous woman. The realisation brought an even bigger thrill for me. I grinned widely back at Rachel as I felt that strange new feeling again between my thighs.

I noticed Rachel's small fingers resting lightly on the soft skin on the inside of the nanny's thigh, right at the top, almost, but not quite, touching the mound of her vulva. I bit my lip in eager anticipation.

Then Rebecca, from the front, cupped her hand and patted the nanny's mound, instantly drawing my attention and said, "What do you call this Ellie?"

I hesitated a moment then answered, truthfully, "That's her 'Foo'."

The twins thought that was hilarious. Snorting and giggling (but never removing their hands and fingers form that soft, enticing flesh) Rebecca informed me "that's what little girls call it. Nanny has told us everything. We made her. The proper word for this is 'vagina' but most grown-ups say 'cunt'... and that's a rude word so don't say it in front of your parents."

Rebecca took hold of my right hand then and, palm upwards, put it between the nanny's thighs and pressed it onto her cunt. I sucked in a deep breath; in shock and surprise I gasped - I think I actually moaned - but I didn't pull away. I felt the soft hair, the plump lips and then, as Rebecca pressed on my fingers, the warm slickness of her slit as my hand was enveloped.

Guiding me, Rebecca ran my hand along and between the nanny's labia, pushed our two middle fingers into the secret depths of her vagina, slid back along the full length of her slit and came to rest on the point of her clitoris which I felt, hot and hard beneath my trembling fingertips.

I looked up at the nanny's face. Her eyes were closed. Her lips were slightly parted and moist and I watched as her small, pink tongue flicked across them, moistening them further. I felt an urge to kiss her; to lick those luscious lips; to touch that tongue.

Almost as if she was reading my mind Rebecca said, "watch this," as she stood and said to the nanny "suck" as she put first one, then two fingers, wet with the juices of her own lust, into her mouth. Again, the nanny couldn't restrain a moan escaping her lips as she licked and sucked those probing fingers.

Gently withdrawing from that sweet mouth, Rebecca crouched down beside me again, casually letting her hand run across the erect nipple of the nanny's left breast - making her tremble slightly and bringing another smile to Rebecca's face. "She loves it," she said, looking up at the nanny's face, "don't you?"

"Yes Miss Rebecca," she whispered in reply, her eyes still tightly closed.

Rebecca took my hand again; carefully ensuring my index finger was directly on the nanny's clitoris she said "Feel this little button?" I nodded. "Rub it. Not too hard."

I enthusiastically did what she said; delighting in the reaction I was getting as the nanny's legs started to tremble and her hips to move slowly back and forth into a gentle rhythm which my eager fingers quickly picked up.

As I continued to rub and tickle her 'button' Rachel reached through her legs from behind with one hand and, together with Rebecca on the other side, from the front, stretched the nanny's lips apart. "Now you can see what you're doing," giggled Rebecca as my eyes absorbed the sight of my finger teasing that glistening pink bud.

"Do it faster," whispered Rebecca.

I happily complied, flicking my finger faster and faster as the nanny's gentle moans became louder and more frequent.

"Am I hurting her?" I asked Rebecca, although we were all giggling and laughing at the sounds she was making.

"No Silly! Of course not. This is a Special Tickle. Don't you know what it feels like?"

A little embarrassed I shook my head in response but still contniued rubbing and tickling.

Rebecca stared at me in genuine surprise, then, giving me what is still probably the most erotic look I can remember, said "We'll do it to you after."