Pia

Frambois

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Dear Diary,

This is my first night at my new home. My uncle Peter's house where I have been sent after my 18th birthday, I am now too old for the convent where I have lived for the last 5 years.

I have been given the bedroom that used to belong to my cousin Amy who has left to go to university. I can use any of the clothes that she left in the wardrobe and drawers, which is exciting. In the convent I just had the same dull uniform each day.

My uncle and his 2 sons seem pleased to have me stay, they made me welcome and gave me hot chocolate before leaving me here in my new bedroom to rest after the long journey.

The boys were really nice and friendly, Uncle Peter seemed a little awkward and flustered as he welcomed me, he huuged me in a stiff kind of way where the boys had just said Hi.

I can hear small noises as I examine the room and look at Amy's clothes, my own now feel so drab in comparison, I have on the old school uniform that I entered the convent wearing. The skirt is now so short and the blouse is hardly buttoned over my chest, people stared at me on the train, and one man kept walking past me on the station patform and nearly fell off the edge. Two nuns scowled at me, which seemed strange, after all I have lived with them for so long.

I open the wardrobe to see what night clothes I can borrow, there are strange soft noises in theroom next door as I unbutton my blouse, nervously I fasten just 2 of the buttons as I go to run a bath.

Perhaps I should go down stairs after and visit with them all.
 
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OOC: I would like an uncle and two brothers to join this thread. Just as peeping toms perhaps for a while, as this young innocent enjoys her cousins wardrobe and anything else that Amy has left in her bedroom.
Maybe Amy will appear at some point.
Of course the men may get driven to other things, we will see, but not too quick or vulgar.

IC;
Amy has such a lovely room, and so many clothes, I can't wait to try some on. But first a bath.

As the bath is running I open her drawers to get some bath things and find a note.

.Pia,
I hope you enjoy my room, use whatever you want of mine, feel free. You might want to keep the door closed though, my dad and my brothers may find it difficult not to peep if you leave the door open!
Their rooms are either side of yours and dads is above. I hope I will see you soon,

Amy
 
Uncle Peter

Frambois, your mailbox is full, so I just posted. Hoping that is alright?

OOC
Uncle Peter
38 years old, in good shape, golf’s and plays tennis when he can, basketball with the boys in the driveway. Just a hint of grey at his temples, in his dark hair.
5’ 11”, 190 lbs.

IC
Peter welcomed Pia, hugging her but feeling somewhat awkward to be holding her. She had spent so much time in the convent, he wasn’t sure if she was like a nun or not. He chatted with her a bit before she went off to ‘Amy’s’ room, now hers for the time being.

He went upstairs to his own room and opened the doors of what appeared to be a large entertainment center. It looked more like a CCTV security system though, with three monitors. He sat down and pushed the buttons turning the screens on. Pia appeared on two of the screens, from different angles, the empty bathroom showed on the third one. He sat back and watched.
 
pia

Looking at the mirror I realise that Amy is right, the door has not quite closed, but I feel awkward closng it now, maybe I will pull it to after I come back in.

As the bath runs I put the note back and continue looking at Amy's things.

She has some lovely soft nighties and underwear, although I can't imaginne myself in some of the things, so skimpy and see through. I find a white cotton nighty with buttons up the front, it looks quite short but it should be Ok.

All the panties in her drawer are so small I think I would be more decent naked than wearing them, I hold a pair up, just a white string, I can't evem work out how to put them on!

There is also a strange black plastic thing, like a torch, but I hear a cough from somewhere as I am examining it, and put it back in the drawer.

My bath must be ready so I tie my long red hair up into a quick bun and head fro the bathroom.
 
OOC:

Sent you a pm Framboise re: Amy.

Hope to hear from you soon.

Good luck with this!

DM x
:rose:
 
James

OOC:
James, 20 y.o. Not the student his sister is, so left school to return home and help Peter with his business while she went off to school instead.

IC:
When Father had told us that his niece was coming to stay with us after having lived at St. Catherine's for five years, my brother and I groaned. With Amy going off to university, instead of being able to catch glimpses of her nice tight body (she knowingly would leave her door cracked open while she dressed), it would be replaced with having to babysit some naive priss.

I'm not sure what I expected Pia to look like. I could only remember the gawky little girl from a visit to Uncle Edward's some seven or eight years back. When she finally arrived, I could scarcely believe that this was my same cousin I had seen then. The top she wore strained at the buttons and could barely contain her breasts, and the simple skirt she wore was so short to make it inappropriate for walking in town here, much less being in a convent. It made me wonder about the nuns at St. Catherine's and why they wouldn't have issued a more appropriate uniform.

Father greeted her with a hug which I suppose I could have done as well had not my instant erection made it impossible to stand. I managed to smile and say hi while Father prepared a hot chocolate for her. I couldn't bear to watch her lucious lips at the lip of the mug, her tongue playing over her lips to lick away the froth. She did it in a manner, not like the way Amy did to tease us, but innocently as if she had no idea what it was doing to me and surely to my brother.

I could stand it no longer and as she turned to talk to Father, I stood quickly from the table and went off to my room to take care of my aching erection. As I lay on my bed, stroking my cock, imagining Pia on her knees in that uniform sucking me off, I heard her go into Amy's room. I was afraid she might hear me but the thought of her right in the next room aroused me more and I began to stroke faster. I heard the water begin to run in the bath and imagined Pia slowly stripping out of that uniform, gently popping each button of the top, sliding that skirt down her long legs. It was all I could do to hold off my release until I heard the water stop and Pia would have been in the bath unable to hear my grunts as my cum spurted over my stomach.

I was suddenly glad that I had left the university after only a year to help Father with business and to have seen Amy off instead.
 
The bathroom is lovely, in the convent a shared shower was all I had with the other nuns. They babied me, there would always be one or sometimes two older women who would wash me, one washing my hair, the other soaping my body, they would wisper to each other and sometimes sigh, their hands caressing me, then they would leave me to get dry.

This time I was on my own in a luxurious room with mirrors and a big bath.

We did not have mirrors in the convent, I could not help but stare at myself.
 
Turning off the taps I turned and I looked at myself in the big mirror, what a sight!
My thick hair is tied in a bunch on my head, wisps faling over my face and straggling down my slim neck.
My old white blouse is just fastened with 2 buttons over my breasts and looks like it may burst open at any time, so I undo the buttons and allow my bare breasts freedom at last. I am so used to letting them free under my robes that having them under the too small blouse was uncomfortable.
My liitle black skirt is fastened at the side and I struggle to undo it, but at last I am free to drop it with my blouse on the floor.
 
Uncle Pete

Pete let out an audible gasp as the blouse and skirt fell to the floor. He reached up and quickly adjusted the resolution on the monitor.

“Fuck she beautiful,” he whispered as he slid the zipper down on his pants, freeing his semi-hard cock.

He began to stroke himself slowly as he watched her.
 
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As my skirt fell to the floor I looked at myself in the mirror, the blue cotton of my panties contrasted with the pale whiteness of my skin, my black stockings end just below my knees and my shoes are black and chunky, not like the pink ones I noticed Amy had left in the corner or the room.

My breasts are heavy and full, my nipples feel swollen as I cup them and lift the weight, watching myself in the mirror.

Kicking off my shoes I slip my feet into Amy's shoes, this is fun, as I look at myself, suddenly taller, in the mirror. Turning I can see how the high shoes make my back arch, my bottom seeming to thrust outwards in the thick blue cotton.

Using both hands I push the cotton down and almost fall over as I struggle to get them over the shoes, I fall and catch myself with one hand on the slippy mirror as the cotton gets caught in the high heel.

Naked now but for the black knee length socks and pink high shoes, I look at my self in the mirror.

Some hair has fallen over my face, it is the same color as the thick red bush of hair between my legs, a bush which seems to be thrust more outwards by the way my legs are open to balance in the shoes.

Hearing a strange noise, I quickly kick the shoes off, and get into the water, still with my socks on! A strange self conciousness as the water covers my body.

Giggling to myself as I push the socks off, my hands start to soap my body and I feel again the way the nuns hands used to stroke me, feel the fingers in my most intimate places as the water makes my body melt, melt and open the way the washing of the nuns always made me feel, night after night in the convent.
 
Uncle Pete

“Mmmmm,” Pete moaned as he watched her step into the heels. Her pretty pouty little butt clad in the blue panties.

"She's as sweet as Amy". he thought.

He jumped, as if to catch her, when she started to fall. He moaned again as he stroked himself, adjusting the camera focus to get a close up of the flaming red hair between her legs. She must have heard the whir of the camera lens, as she looked up and quickly got in the water, stockings and all.

He reached over and grabbed a pair of Amy’s panties she had left behind, and wrapped them around his cock. He would slip them back into her dresser drawer later. He slid the silky nylon up and down his cock as he watched Pia bath.
 
The water feels so smooth and warm against my skin, it feels strange to be on my own, all my baths and showers had been with the nuns before, they said girls had not to be left alone to have 'bad thoughts' in the bath or in their beds.

I did not know what they meant, but they had always washed me, sometimes one nun sometimes two would do it for me. They always washed carefully, everywhere, at first it was just a quick wash, then as I grew older and my breasts grew large and the red bush sprouted between my legs they started to wash me for longer saying what a dirty girl I was. It made me feel funny and melty and then they stopped and sent me off to bed, telling me not to touch myself or God would be angry.
As I lay there in the water I remember my last night, my last shower. As the memory of the hands on my body comes back to me I stand up in the bath, the soap running over my body, and I see myself in the mirror alongside the bath.

Strangely I notice that the mirror is clear whilst all the other mirrors are now steamed up, but in my mind I can feel the bony fingers of the nuns hands as they cup my soapy breasts, I watch as my own hands squeeze my breasts then slide down between my legs just as their hands had done.

"thats it little Pia, let us clean your dirty little body, lots of soap sister emilia, hold Pia for your mother superior"

Their fingers long and probing, four hands opening me, entering me, lifting my thigh as I lean helpless against the body of the nun behind me, fingers in my front place and at my bottom. Hands cupping my breasts, pulling my swollen nipples just as my own hands are now doing, my hips moving against the probing fingers, groaning noises in my ear from the Mother Superior.

"dirty little girl, we will make you clean, clean, clean"

I am pressed now against the mirror, my breasts flattened against the glass, the glass is smooth and warm, odd, but my fingers are now inside myself deep, one hand from the front, the other between my bottom cheeks as I thrust towards the glass.

That last night they had not stopped till my body was spent and left laying on the wet floor, melted and hot by their touch. Tonight as the feeling flows through me I slide down the glass back into the water. Somewhere far off I can hear a sound like breathing, heavy breathing.
 
Uncle Pete

Pete was panting as he watched Pia’s hands manipulate her own body.

“Damn, where did she learn that,” he panted aloud, his breathing faster and heavier as his hand worked the length of his cock. “Surely those Nuns would prohibit that kind of play.”

He leaned forward as she pressed against the mirrors, her nipples flattening on the glass.

“Somehow,” he moaned. “Somehow I will get close to that,” he moaned as he watched her slid back into the water.
 
OOC: We could do with a brother or two for this thread. Any peeping toms available?

IC:
Laying still in the water my fingers are still inside, my pussy inside feels slippey and swollen, like soapy but different, there is a hotness inside and my tummy feels sore. Looking up I can see a soapy smearing on the mirror, I am sure that you can see the shape of my breasts in the smear where they were pressed to the warm glass, I must clean the glass before anyone sees it and standing up on wobbly legs I take a sponge and wipe across the glass, funny that it isn't steamed up like the others.

Wrapped in a big white towel I go back into the bedroom, I am not sure what I should wear to go down to dinner. Should it be nightclothes or something else? As I try to decide I notice some clothes laid out on the bed, I do not remember seeing them before but they must have been there all the time.

There is a cream colored dress, it is smooth and silky to touch as I lift it up, I wonder if it will fit me? It looks small, next to the dress are stockings, they are white and longer than my convent socks, at the top they are lacy. There are also the smallest pair of panties I have ever seen, white lacy but with hardly any bottom at all, just a kind of string.

Perhaps these are what I am supposed to wear.

Still wrapped in the towel I sit infront of the mirror to comb my hair, in Amys drawer I find some white ribbons and tie my thick red locks into two bunches either side of my head, the long pony tails look shiny and thick against the pale of my bare shoulders.

Still sitting at the dresser I look again at the funny torch shaped thing, it is nearly as long as my fore arm, very smooth with a rounded point. It feels fat and heavy in my hand and has a ring shape to one end. Twisting the end to see if it lights up the thing starts to buzz and I drop it in shock, the end falls off and a battery drops out. Panicking a little i drop to my knees and have to almost crawl under the dresser to get it and the batteries. I stay bent over to put it back together, and as soon as I do it starts to buzz and vibrate in my hand, but no light comes on, very strange. It feels nice though as I just stroke my bare arm and shoulder with it.

Realizing I am late for dinner though I drop it back in the drawer with Amy's underwear and turn to get dressed.
 
OOC: We could do with a brother or two for this thread. Any peeping toms available?

I wonder if Uncle Peter is waiting for me?
 
Uncle Pete

The sight of Pia playing with herself and the feel of Amy’s panties was to much. His cum rushed up the length of his cock and soaked into the panties. He sat there for a moment and let his panting subside.

“God I wish that was inside her,” he panted looking down at the cum soaked panties.

Quickly he jumped up, stuffing his cock back inside his pants and, taking the panties, ran down to Amy’s room. He carefully slide the wet panties into the bottom of her panty drawer, and as he did he spied the little white ones that Amy was always teasing him with, the little thong panties.

She always wore that little satin cream colored dress with these, and the lacey thigh highs.

He tossed the thong and the stockings on the bed, then went to the closet quickly and found the dress, laying it out on the bed beside the other little things. Hoping she would take the hint he went to the kitchen to start dinner.

When he heard her come out of the bathroom he tiptoed down the hall and peeked in her door. She was on the floor, bent over as if she was looking for something. He sweet beautiful ass and red fur lined pussy exposed to his view.

Ooooh,” he gasped as he watched her. “God I want to fuck that.” He whispered.

He watched her until she got up and began to dress.
 
My body is still warm and flushed from my bath and from the feeling I gave myself as I had relived my last night with the nuns in the showers.

Sitting on the stool by the dresser with my towel falling open I slip my legs into the white socks that were waiting for me. They are long and slide all the way up my legs the lacy tops are elastic and grip my thighs just below my bushy red hair.

As I stand I can see myself in the mirror, and as the towel falls from my still damp body I am quite excited by how grown up I look. My pale skin is flushed, especially between my breasts, they look heavy and full and my nipples are pink & swollen and are still tingling and sensitive.

Feeling very naughty I reach inside Amy's drawer for a hair brush and run it through the thick curly hair between my legs, it tufts up and looks shiny and thick, my lips are slightly open and a little puffy, they tickle as the brush moves over them, it feels deliciously naughty but I stop and reach to put the brush back in the drawer next to the torch thing, as I notice it a small thought enters my head, what it could be for, the torch thing.

Putting the brush back I feel something else, damp in the drawer and lift out a pair of panties, they are heavy and wet with some thing sticky, there are no bottles or tubes of anything in the drawer, and it smells sharp and strong not like girls perfume, and there are puddles of whiteish stuff that could be shampoo or cream of somekind.

As I lift the panties the sticky stuff drips onto my fingers, it is stringy and slippy on my skin. It is also surprisingly warm, which is strange, I raise my finger to my nose and sniff, then just touch it to my toungue, ugh it is sharp and salty not all all nice. And the salty taste stays as I move my toungue around in my mouth to get rid of the odour. Strange, dropping the panties back into the drawer i wipe my hands on the towel and return to dressing.

Quickly slipping myself into the odd, stringy, panties I giggle as my thick bush peeps out from both sides and the string disappears between the globes of my buttocks, I can feel it gentle against my bottom hole, it tickles and I wriggle my bottom, looking over my shoulder at myself in the mirror. the panties make my bottom look even rounder than usual.

Slipping the pink shoes on, I look so tall and grown up.

I have to lift the dress up over my head and struggle a little with getting it right way round, for ages I struggle with the silky material over my face with my arms raised, at first it seems like it will not squeeze over my breasts, then it stetches a little and slides over me and my breasts pop out above the silky material.

It is very tight, barely covers my breasts as I pull the straps over my head and around my neck, I bulge out at the sides and there is a heart shap cut out just above my breasts so my cleavage shows, the shape of my nipples are visible, still swollen, in the silk.

"Well here goes" I say to myself as I head for the door. " I hope I am dressed properly.
 
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As I open the door fully I am vaguely aware of sounds and movement down the hall.

Nervously leaving Amy's room and making my way along the passageway I notice that a bedroom door is slightly open, a joke sign on the door says

BEWARE BIG BOY AT WORK

I just peek slightly, on the desk there are 2 tv screens, but the picture is not moving, which is strange, it only then that I realize that the pictures are just like Amy's bedroom and bathroom, my hand goes to my mouth as I close the door in shock at what I have seen.
 
Uncle Pete

Pete had supper about ready, Hamburger-Helper again. He was tired of quick meals like this. He hoped Pia could cook, but that would remain to be seen. Amy had cooked some, the better meals, but mostly it was a shared chore, with him doing most of it. The boys were almost worthless when it came to cooking.

He let the skillet simmer while he sat the table.

I hope she put the dress on. He thought.

The dress had always exposed all of Amy’s best parts and he knew it would do the same on Pia. He just hoped she wouldn’t realize she was showing he sweet ass to him.

He sat the skillet on the table and stuck a big spoon in it. He pulled the chair out next to his. Pia would sit there, just so he could watch the hem crawl up her legs.

“Supper's ready,” he yelled.
 
Daniel

It was on my 18th birthday that I discovered dads secret home movie set up, I had been trying to peek at amy and each time he caught me, and belted me. I could not work out why till I sneaked in his room and saw his screens.

I regularly waited till he was out and watched the films he had of Amy, and I just knew he would try the same with Pia, she had such a sensational body.

I knew he had filmed her getting ready tonight, I watched from my room as he sneaked about, and watched as he peeped at her door.

He even went in the room and came out again with a smile on his face. The last time he peeped I watched as he rubbed his cock through his pants loking at her.

Finally he is downstairs and I can take a peek, Jesus! I catch a glimpse of her, naked but for white stockings and high heels and tiny panties with thick cunt hair showing at the sides she has her rams in the air and is struggling to pull her dress over the biggest tits I have ever seen. I have to back off as she pulls it down as she is so close to the door I could smell her body, and I hide while she steps out of the room and goes down the hall.

I am bursting with cum now, so as she rounds the corner I am sneaking into Pia's room while she goes downstairs.

I have not much time so I grab her panties from the floor, the old convent ones, hard wet cock in hand as I bring them to my mouth and nose and smell her cunt, it is overwelming and my cum spurts immediately, some of it into the open dresser drawer onto Amy's underwear and onto the vibrator she has 'hidden' in there. Way off I can hear dad calling, so I take her old blouse and use the inside of it, which was against those incredible tits, and wipe the mess from my thobbing cock, then make my exit stuffing my shaft into my pants as I go.
 
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The screens are clearly showing my room and bathroom, I can see the water still in the bath, the memory of what I had done in there flooded back to me and my breathing quickened, I could feel my cheeks flush with color.

Had someone been watching! they must have, the views seemed to be from behind the mirrors and I gasped again as I remember posing and..... right up against the glass as I did that wicked thing to myself.

As I turn to leave the room there is a movement on the bedroom screen, my cousin is in the room and I watch as he picks something up from the floor, my panties! what is he?

With shock and horro I watch as he pulls his thing from his pants, a huge hard shaft of flesh that he is pulling on with his hand gripped around it, I watch as he brings my panties to his face and as he does so a long squirt of whiteness spurts from him, then again landing inside the drawer and I remember the sticky mess from before!

"Supper's ready,”

I drag myself from the screen and out of the door as my cousin starts to clean himself on my blouse, knowing I can't go back to my room I must go downstairs, but my heart is beating and my cheeks burning as I enter the dining room. And I have a feeling of wanting to pee between my legs, a throbbing wetness that feels strange each time my thighs move against my sex.

Uncle Peter looks at me as I enter, his mouth is slightly open, then smiles as he seems to look at me peice by peice, from my toes to my tousled hair and flushed face, then back to my breasts.

"I..." I struggle to speak, my mouth is dry and I feel in shock as I feel myself faint and dizzy and start to fall.
 
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Uncle Pete

You look very special tonight Pia,” Uncle Pete said smiled lewdly at her. “I thought you might like to wear Amy’s dress….and other stuff?......I must say though, I think it looks better on you than her.”

Suddenly Pia’s eyes rolled back in her head and she started to titter. Pete stepped closer to her, concerned, and then her knees buckled and she fell toward him. He caught her in his arms and laid her gently on the floor, kneeling beside her.

“Pia…..Pia, are you alright?”

She seemed to be breathing fine and didn’t seem to be having any kind of seizure.

“She just fainted,” he said trying to assure himself.

The problem now was that the hem of the short skirt had ridden above the panties exposing them to his view.

“I better check and see if her heart is beating.”

He slipped his hand into the top of the dress, holding her tit in his hand. He gently squeezed it pinching the nipple. His eyes were glued on the triangle of panty between her legs though. He quickly looked at her face to see if she was still out. His hand went straight to her crotch, slipping inside the panties.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned as he fondled her pussy. His finger slipping between the wet lips. His cock was rigid in his pants as her fingered fucked his unconscious niece. She started to moan and fearing she was coming too he removed his hand, quickly tasting the finger. She didn’t come too much to his relief.

She was so sweet, so pretty as she laid there at his knees.

I could kiss her and if she woke up, I could just say I was giving her CPR. he told himself.

He placed one hand under her head to support it, then leaned down and placed his mouth over hers. Her lips were parted slightly and he pushed his tongue into her mouth.

Better push on her heart too.

He slipped his hand down the front of the dress again and squeezed her tit. His cock was starting to ooze precum already. He let his tongue explore the inside of her mouth as he fondled her tit.
 
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Pia (dreaming)

is it my bed? it feels feels hard, and I can't seem to move, I can't seem to feel my body, like its there but not there at the same time, a mans voice from afar calling my name,

Pia, Pia, is it daddy? hands touching me stroking like nuns hands but rougher, stroking, cupping, squeezing my nipple then, then,,,


dreaming floating, flying, legs wide, open, filiing me, body opening, oh nice feeling deep, tummy tight, then gone, hot breath in my mouth eating something soft and wet, warm, little girl sucking her thumb, daddy kissing me goodnight, heart beating loud, feeling like I want to yawn, stay in my dream, hot air on my face, toungue tasting, warm, strong, stretching, the thing squirting,
 
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Daniel

Feeling very flushed and dead guilty as I stuff my cock back in my chinos as I leave Pia,s room I peek both ways then back into the room,

"I can't leave it like that" so I go back in and grab the towel from where she had dropped it and use it to clean the cum from the dresser and the edge of the drawer, Amy's vibrator is there so I pick it up and smell it, some of my cum is on it but it still smells of Amy, I have sneaked in and sampled the aroma of her pussy before, just after she has left the room so I know her smell. Pia hasn't tried it yet, I know! I take the vibrator and smear my cum over it, then take it and lay it on her pillow, maybe she will get the hint.

I,m calmer now and head off to dinner with Pops.

“Pia…..Pia, are you alright?” thats dads voice, what an odd thing to say, puzzled I slow down and just peek through the partly open door, Jesus!

I am looking straight up between Pia's open legs, she is on the floor, one leg straight the other is bent at the knee and is splayed open, the white strip of panties is just about covering her pussy with bushy red hair showing at either side. Her breasts flat on her chest under the tight dress but still look big and firm, the nipples clearly aroused and are poking through the silky material. Her head is hanging to one side and her eyes are closed mouth partly open.

Dad is kneeling there with one hand under her head

“She just fainted,” I heard him say to no one in particular.

“I better check and see if her heart is beating.”

The lucky bastard has slipped his hand into her dress and is cupping that perfect tit. My cock is back to full hard as I hear her moan and watch his fingers pluck at her nipple, I watch as his hand then follows his eyes down and cups her mound,

“Oh fuck,” he said it and I thought it, as I watched his hand slip inside the panties, I can clearly see him slide his middle finger into her, the strip of white not covering his hand, it is in the gap made in his open fingers where the finger he was fucking her with should be! The white material is stretched and taut as he fucks in and out, the string tight between the globes of her ass as she lifts her hips gently in time with his fucking.

She is fucking back at his hand and moaning, and he moves his hand, then I stare in disbelief as he bends and starts to kiss her open mouth, I can actuall see his toungue licking her mouth as his hand starts pulling on her breast, my cock is in my hand now as I watch, spellbound as I see the huge tent in his pants, and a damp spot where his cock is.

My cock is big, but I have heard from his mates that dad's is enormous, and I have a feeling I may see it for myself before too long.

I swear if I had not just cum in her bedroom I would be spray painting the dining room door by now.
 
dark, tunnel, sun is rising, cool air, feeling of nakedness, exposure

I don't know where I am at first, it feels like I am awaking from a long sleep, I can feel my body but can't move.

My hips seem to me moving and I can feel the Mother Superiors finger inside me, it feels bigger and I hear myself moan and the finger slides out, the sliding feeling seems to go on forever and my hips seem to follow it upwards, then it is gone.

Through barely open eye lids I can see a face in the shadows, eyes watching, then the eyes are gone as my face is covered, and hot breath washes over my face and a wetness fills my mouth with a kiss

daddy, kissing his little girl, daddy where have you been?

Slowly the darkness seem to go, a hand is rythmically squeezing my breast and my mouth feels wet and filled with a hot presence,

swimming, choking, can't breath

I can feel cool air on my bottom, my legs feel wide apart, and I feel melty again, as feeling returns to my left arm and I lift it up,

It feels strange as my hand touches cloth, like bedclothes that are pulled too tight, as I try to push the bedclothes off there is a hardness in the cloth, and as I grip the hardness moves like it is alive, a wetness

an animal in my bed! wake up, its a dream, no wake up!

I am choking as I come to, Uncle Peters face close to mine, so close, his breath his hot, his lips parted almost touching my open mouth, I can feel his toungue licking at mine, darting into my mouth, my lips are wet and it feels strange in my mouth.

My hand is gripping something that feels alive in my hand, moving in my hand as I come to.

"Pia I..."

"Uncle Peter, I was dreaming I..."

I suddenly realize that my hand is on his pants gripping his, his thing.

Our eyes are locked as at first I don't let go, just grip it so tight through his pants, I can feel it throb and pulse in my hand, as my eyes follow his eyes to where I am holding it, I see it thick and long covered by the loose cloth of his chinos, a wet spot spreading around the top, as I let go it seems to spring up even higher like an animal released and then jerks twice, the dampness spreading in the light colored cloth.

"Uncle Peter! I am so sorry, I didn't mean to.. to..., I....did I faint?"

I think we both realized at the same time that his hand was under my dress, cupping my breast, he pullds his hand ont and in doing so exposes my breast.

Then as he helps me sit up I can see myself, my dress is pulled up and my panties are not covering me properly, the tiny white material was sort of to one side and my thick pussy hair was quite exposed, my left breast is bare where my dress has moved.

I wanted to adjust them but was embarrassed to, so just allowed him to help me to my feet.
 
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