Little Temptresses/Chapter Two
Little Temptresses
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Chapter Two
We had a little time after breakfast before Sandy’s best mate, Mara, was due to arrive. So, we engaged in our favourite pastime.
My balls were so bloated they began to ache after I licked Sandy’s delicious little snatch to a dozen or more tingly orgasms. “You made my stick so happy I’m going to make the happy juice come out for you,” I informed her while I stroked myself over her cute little tummy.
“Hee, hee, hee, that looks so funny.”
“Oh… oh… here it comes… cream for my kitten…” I groaned.
A bomb exploded in my balls that blew the first spurt across the room like its never done before. She squealed with every squirt and more than a few of them splattered her tummy and made her flinch. Then, I milked out the last few globs and they dripped from my piss slit in long strings that stretched down to puddles on her belly.
“That is so cool! She exclaimed while she rubbed her hands through the slimy goo, “I like your happy juice, Unky!”
“You can have as much of it as you want, sexy girl. Now it’s time to clean up my mucky moo,” and I fetched a wet flannel for the job.
I pulled her in for a big, sloppy kiss and she wasn’t sure of how she should respond. So, I explained, “Relax your lips and do what I do.”
After a few minutes, her head fell back and to our mutual delight, I devoured her mouth. She enjoyed it so much, she climbed over me and aggressively returned the kiss.
“You’re stick is poking me again,” she informed me.
“That’s because your kisses are so good they make him very happy,” and then I grabbed her bare bum cheeks and ground myself into her.
“You think so?” She asked, “Hee, hee, hee, I like making your stick happy.”
“You, my naughty girl, must know,” I told her as I rubbed the tip of my finger into her little button nose, “How much I like it when you make it happy,” and ground myself into her some more.
“It needs to spit up the happy juice again, doesn’t it?”
“Only if you want to make it spit up this time,” I explained.
“Me? You want me to make it spit up for you?”
“I do, so here,” I told her as I wrapped her fingers around my cock, “Give it a try.”
“You’ll have to show me what to do,” she begged.
“Ding, ding… ding, ding,” went the door chimes, “Oh, bugger,” I cursed under my breath at the bad timing. I looked at the clock and saw that we had lost track of Mara’s arrival so I told my niece, “Hurry and get dressed while I answer it.”
I pulled on a pair of athletic shorts and t-shirt that made my boner less obvious before I made my way to the door. “Wotcha, Mister Stanley,” Mara greeted me and then dropped her pack in the vestibule and squealed, “Sandy!” As she ran screaming on a collision course with her mate.
“Hiya, Nance,” I called out and waved to the girl’s mum as she backed out of the drive and then drove off down the lane.
Sandy wasted no time in dragging her friend to the guest room. Thankfully, willy lost most of his enthusiasm after the scare and I wouldn’t have to explain the lump in my pants. But, now it was time to focus on serious matters, like food, and take away was on the menu for lunch. So, I loaded them in the back of the old banger and chugged into town. After I got up to speed, I nearly drove off the road when Sandy put her feet on the seat and flashed me a shot of her bare pussy. I had to slow down after Sandy’s brilliant display of glistening pink blinded me, but then Mara did the same thing. Thankfully, she had her frilly pink knickers on or I would have crashed into a fence post that time.
“You girls need to be good and stop that,” I shook my finger at them and cautioned, “You’re going to make me smash the car.”
“What’s wrong, Unky, is your stick getting happy?” Sandy giggled.
“You know what you do to me, sweet cheeks.”
“What about me,” Mara asked, “Sandy said you liked knickers.”
“I do, sugar, but it’s not safe to show them to me while I’m driving.”
After we placed our order at the shop window, I sat on a bench and my two little lovelies piled into my lap. The little imps weren’t more than fifty pounds each sodden wet but the two of them together were a bit much to handle at one time.
So, I kissed Sandy’s nose and told her, “You’ll have to share. So, only one in my lap at a time. Let Mara go first.”
Reluctantly, she sat down next to me and gripped my arm with both hands, so I draped the other over her friend and let my hand rest on her thigh. She rolled her head up, bit her lip and smiled as she took my wrist and pushed it under her skirt.
I didn’t want to get caught out, so I kissed her nose as I pulled my hand away and told her, “Wait until we get back to my place so you can show me your knickers,” of course I wanted to feel them too while she wore them, but not here.
She was a bit disappointed, but our order was soon ready and we popped back into the car for the short drive back. The two of them whispered in each other’s ears and giggled the whole way. The way they kept glancing at me, I couldn’t help but believe they were conspiring something together. After we returned, Sandy, bagged my lap at the table and her friend pushed her chair over next to me so that her knee rubbed against mine.
“Take us to the Leisure Centre so we can swim,” my niece suggested.
“You know, I don’t believe Mara brought a swimming costume with her,” I answered.
“I can wear Sandy’s,” Mara suggested, “She has an extra one in her wardrobe.
“That’s last year’s and it will be sort of tight,” I told them.
“It fitted me last time I was over. I’ll show you,” and the girl flew out of the room.
Then, I reached down, kissed Sandy’s nose and told her, “I wish we could finish what we started earlier.”
She twisted around on my lap to face me, wrapped her arms around my neck and said, “Yeh, you were going to show me how to get the juice out.”
“Do you want to sleep over? I would love to have you. It will be so much fun.”
“Can Mara sleep over with me?” She begged.
“If she does, we won’t have any time to be alone together,” I told her as her friend trotted back into the kitchen.
She threw her arms in the air and told us, “Look, I fitted it!”
So, I motioned her over and smoothed my fingers over her cossie with the pretense of checking the fit. Of course, it was hard to control them as they wandered over her bum and fanny. I even pulled the top away from her chest so I could peek at her tiny nipples before I announced, “It looks fine to me.”
“Check it here again,” she told me as she pulled my hand between her legs and pressed it against her little pussy.
It was a bit tight down there, and the fabric sank between her tiny lips, which I took advantage of. I rubbed my finger through the little camel toe before I wiggled it under the leg band and pretended to pull the fabric out of her split. She giggled and squirmed when I brushed it over her little bean, which provoked an immediate response inside my pants.
“Your stick just poked me,” my niece squealed.
“What stick?” Mara asked.
“This one!” My niece blurted as she wrapped her hand around the bulge.
Regretfully, I pealed her fingers away and whispered, “Not now. Go put on your cossie and your swimming gown while I change into mine. Mara can have one of my t-shirts to cover up.”
I knew Mara’s interest had been perked and was sure that Sandy would help her friend peek at me while I changed, so I left the door cracked a bit for them. The anticipation of the show made it hard, as you can well guess, to pull my shorts and trousers over the tent pole and when it sprang out in the open, the girls couldn’t restrain their giggles. So, I took my time and let the old throbber bob around for their amusement before pulled on my bathers and gown. As soon as I was dressed, they stampeded down the corridor during their exodus.
It was a quiet time of day at the Centre pool and we had one end of the shallows all to ourselves. We splashed each other and the girls had a merry time climbing on my back in an attempt to dunk me under. Things got a lot more interesting as we waded into the waist high water and the two took it upon themselves to pinch my bum and run their hands under the legs of my swimmers. Luckily their was some netting in place to protect the jewels when they got that far.
Of course, I wasn’t going to take it laying down, or rather standing up, in the matter and got several choice gropes in when I had the opportunity. Sandy flung her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around me, so I went deeper into the water to keep prying eyes away from the fact that I had my hand down the back of her swimmers.
“There you go, you naughty little nymph,” I told her as I ran my finger through her split before I goosed it into her bum hole.
She squealed and twisted herself which only drove my finger deeper inside. Mara then dove under the surface and swam between our legs to check things out. So, I decided to go after her and tossed my niece in with a splash, before I snatched her friend up and wrestled her into my arms. So, kicking and squealing, I pushed my hand down the front of her swimmers and goosed her little pussy.
Her eyes got big and she laughed until I reached her clit, then she smiled at me and got quiet for a second while I diddled her. When I tried to pull my hand away, she grabbed my wrist and begged, “Don’t stop.”
I didn’t want to stop but someone could easily come over any second and I told her, “I’ll do it some more when we get back to my place.”
She was satisfied with the answer and I resumed tossing them into the water until I was so tired I had to rest and bagged a lounge chair. The girls eventually followed me over and rather than continued the naughty play and get caught out, I decided to head back to my place.
I heard Sandy whisper in her friend’s ear, “He said you can see it when we get back to his place.”
Meanwhile, they both looked at me with giant toothy grins on their faces while a torrent of giggles spewed from their lips. So, I dragged them back to the car and broke more than a few road rules on the way back.
End Chapter Two
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