1. Sitting for Kelli


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

    thinking almost constantly about that moment at the foot of the stairs. Sometimes I could almost convince myself that I had reached down and stroked her pussy though her panties with my fingertips. Other times I imagined ripping through that thin cotton material and sinking my tongue into her tight hole. All of it was buttshit, all of it drove me crazy. I was almost too quick to agree with Pete and Judith when they asked me to sit with the k**s again. They did not seem to notice my strange eagerness - but that was not too suprising. When it came to their k**s they seemed to notice damned little. It was the weekend before halloween, and the k**s were fussing about their costumes. Pete and Judith had left abruptly, again leaving me with no instructions, and I was trying to help the k**s, especially Kelli, to finish up their costumes. Jeff was going to be a cowboy. Easily done, all you need is jeans and a plaid shirt, a cowboy hat, a six shooter in a holster, and maybe some chaps. Jeff had all these things but wanted to be a marshall, so I made him a star out of tinfoil. Kelli waited patiently for my help with her costume, which was to be a female vampire. Once the star was finished, Jeff ran off upstairs to look at himself in the mirror and play in his new costume. &#034I want to be a vampira,&#034 Kelli said, holding out a black swath of material. The swath was actually an extremely slinky, tight nylon dress that she'd borrowed from her mother. She also said she had a set of ...
    false fangs she'd bought at the novelty store, and a black wig an aunt had given her for a witch costume the previous year. &#034Well,&#034 I said, &#034if this is your mom's dress I doubt it will fit you. She's a lot bigger than you.&#034 I glanced at Kelli's chest. &#034Taller, I mean...&#034 &#034I also need a cape, and I don't know where I'm going to get that.&#034 She looked dejected. &#034Well, let's take one thing at a time. Have you tried the dress on?&#034 She shook her head. &#034OK, well let's see how it fits.&#034 I expected her to then go off somewhere and put the dress on, then return so I could see the fit. Naturally, in that part of my mind that was still remembering her little wispy hairs peeking out the edge of her panties, I wanted her to change right there in front of me. What I got was something in between. She went behind a sort of japanese screen they had near the fireplace, and took off her jumper. But the glass door of the fireplace was a pretty good mirror, and I had a darkened, but reasonble view of her as she slipped the dress on. I did not see much, since she wore a bra and panties, but I was struck by how slim her waist was. I thought I might be able to get my hands around it completely, thumbs touching in front, middle fingers in back. I felt myself getting hard again, especially when I noticed how strained her bra was. Her mom had not noticed how much Kelli had grown and bought her a larger size. Her appearance in that tight bra was extremely ...
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