1. We hate clothes - part 01


    Date: 3/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Lesbian, Teen, Teen Female/Teen Female, Written by women, Young, Author: vanessa.evans, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    massage was over he quickly left and we didn’t see him for the rest of the night. One evening whilst Jude was getting her massage the PC burst into life as Dad skyped us. I dashed over and accepted the call. As I talked to Dad we could hear Jude having her massage. Dad recognised Jude’s moans and asked if Max was doing a good job. Of course I said that he was, not telling him that Max was finger fucking us and shooting his load all over us, but when Jude came over to the PC I could see blobs of Max’s cum all over her stomach and I wondered if Dad could see them as well. The school days were much that same as ever, other than Max’s friends stayed a bit longer and spent more time talking to us. We had to turn over and lay on the sheepskin rug on our backs to do that and, without intentionally doing it, Jude and I always spread our legs. Occasionally one of them would get a camera or a phone out and start taking photographs. We didn’t mind and when they asked us to spread our legs wide and spread our pussy lips, we’d just do it. One thing that we did notice that week was that each morning we both woke up with wet pussies. We both put it down to nice dreams but I had this nagging thought in my mind that maybe Max had been into our room and played with our pussies. That could easily have happened as we both sleep very heavily. Dad often tells us that the house could fall down around us and we’d sleep right through it. Maybe it was a dream or wishful thinking. When the second ...
    Saturday morning arrived, the 3 of us were sat in the kitchen eating our breakfast when Max told us that we were going Ice Skating. Now none of us had been Ice Skating before and Jude asked him where he that idea from. He told us that Dad had asked him to take us out on a weekend and had given him some ideas and some money. I don’t know if Dad’s idea was to keep us occupied so that we wouldn’t miss him, or to keep us out of mischief; or both. It didn’t really matter; Ice Skating would be something new to us and sounded like fun. Just as the previous weekend Max went and picked what we were to wear. When we went upstairs we weren’t surprised to see two of our old school skirts. These were plaid, pleated ones that we wore when we were at junior school. Of course we’ve grown a lot since then so they were going to be quite short on us. It was a good job that they had an elasticated waist. Jude asked what we were going to wear underneath them because it was going to be cold at the ice rink. “Don’t worry about that,” Max said; “you’ll just have to make sure that you stay on your feet.” “Err Max, we’ve never skated before; we’ll probably fall over quite a lot.” I said. “Stop worrying; you’ll be fine.” Max answered. At least he let us wear a warm top. We were right about falling over; we seemed to spend most of our time with our bare butts on the ice. It wasn’t long before some of the boys there realised that we had nothing on under our skirts and there always seemed to be a few boys ...
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