1. What Mom and Dad Don't Know


    Date: 6/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: bager, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    ignore it. "Can I take your sweater?" he asked in what he thought was a suave manner. "I never realized you were so mature, Rory," she said as she extracted her arms and let him take her sweater. Once he had the sweater, he didn´t quite know what to do with it, so he tossed it over the back of a chair. She tore her eyes away from his cock and looked back up into his face. She smiled. "I´ll never call you twerp again, I promise." Then she saw him still staring at her, waiting for something, and she stiffened. "Ohmigod! I´m supposed to take something off, aren´t I?" He grinned. "It´s not required, but it´s customary--in a nudist situation." "Yes, yes. I understand. But give me a minute, okay? Let me get used to this . . . situation." Rory decided he needed to take charge, otherwise they might still be standing here when his sister got home. "They do it in France all the time," he reminded her as he cautiously moved a step closer to her. She was wearing a pair of navy blue shorts and a red Minnie Mouse tee shirt. With shaking fingers, he reached for the bottom of her tee shirt. "Sometimes it´s better to just do it and get it over with," he told her in a soothing voice. He had never been so bold with a girl before. "I guess you´re right," she agreed in a shaky voice, and she lifted her arms, making it easy for him to skim her top up and over her head. "Wow! You´re a smooth operator." She smiled at him as he tried to avoid staring at her well-filled white bra. "It´s easier with a ...
    guy who knows what he´s doing, if you know what I mean." She turned and presented him with her back. "This is going to be a new experience for me," she warned him, "so please don´t laugh or I´ll completely go to pieces." "I won´t laugh," he assured her as he tried to figure out how to undo the hooks on the wide bra strap that stretched across her back. "It´s tight," she remarked, hunching her shoulders back and easing the strain just enough for him to release the hooks. She turned back toward him, still holding the cups of the bra over her tits while she worked the shoulder straps down off her shoulders. Then she dropped her arms and pulled the bra completely away. Her tits wobbled, and then settled with their pink tips pointing directly at him. Round bulbs, the size of apples, they were slightly pendulous and far more sexy in the flesh than any he had every seen in a nudist or porn magazine. He couldn´t resist. He reached toward them. "May I?" he asked. "D-Do nudists touch?" "Ah, yeah. Sure." "I suppose it would be all right. Do you like them?" He touched her tits, lifted them, felt their weight, their springy consistency. "They´re fantastic," he breathed, drawing his hands away. His cock had started to harden and he really didn´t want that to happen. Not now, at least. ‘Thank you," she said with a sincere smile. "I suppose you´ve seen a lot of tits." "A few," he said with a confident swagger. "But yours are the best yet." "Really?" Her eyes filled with delight. "You´re just ...
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