1 comments/ 146660 views/ 11 favorites Mixed Up Family Ch. 01 By: BrettJ Chapter One - Belinda Belinda brushed a stray wisp of blonde hair from her eyes as she chatted with her best friend Amy. "I am sooo fucking bored Ames!" she said to the best friend who was resting on the chaise lounge beside her. " Marriage isn't anything like I would have expected it to be!" "What did you expect B'Lin?" Amy responded. "A 24-hour a day sexfest?" Amy giggled at her friend, who stuck her tongue out at her in mock anger. The girls had been best friends since they had been five years old, rarely did a cross word pass between them. The two young women were sitting by the pool at Belinda's parents home, where they'd spent the afternoon. Chad had gone to work and Belinda's mother had invited her daughter for lunch. When she accepted, she'd called her best friend and asked her to come over for an after-lunch swim. They sat around the pool and yakked about Belinda's newly-married life, which was – as she had previously stated – NOTHING like she had expected it would be. Amy was sorry for her friend, Belinda was a little bit spoiled and used to getting her own way – obviously Chad was failing to make his pretty young wife happy in the sack. "Well -- actually, yeah, dammit!" Belinda said angrily. "When we were dating in High School, Chad couldn't keep his hands off of me - or his cock out of me!" she sighed. The pretty blonde smiled inwardly at the thought. She'd been captain of the Cheerleaders and aside from a few make-out sessions and a little friendly kissing with her girlfriends - including the adorable redheaded Amy - she had come to her Chad in a virginal state. The first time they had sex, Belinda had been nearly insatiable. It was like something hitherto unknown in her persona had been unleashed, something dormant, something that craved sexual gratification. Belinda watched her pal put suntan oil all over her luscious body. Amy was so absolutely, frickin' gorgeous, Belinda could never understand why tons of guys weren't lining up at her buddy's door to take her out. Belinda's mom was inside the house, making dinner and she looked out at her daughter and best friend. From the moment her little girl had set foot inside the house, she'd known something was wrong. It was always simple to tell when Belinda was out of sorts, her normally sunny disposition vanished in an instant. Still, not wishing to pry, she decided to wait until her daughter confided in her. Over the last few months, she'd become one of her daughter's confidantes and didn't want to break the bond of trust that had developed between them. That had not been the case in the past though. She'd always confided more in her father and her sister Beth. Becky and Beth were close though, she knew all Beth's kinky sexual desires. Beth was a wild woman and in that, she took after her mother. Becky had been "hot-to-trot" in her younger days. Becky had been one of the wildest teenagers this town had ever seen. Her motto had been: If it feels good, do it. If it feels really good, do it again! Belinda barely remembered where she and Chad went on their first date. She did remember that she wore her favorite tight pink shorts and top and that she'd been very tanned at the time, with no tan lines. Her parents weren't prudish about tanning naked by the pool, both her mother and sister did the same thing. Chad, who Belinda had really been into, had finally summoned up the courage to ask her out on a date. The hot young man had been after her for some time now and she'd finally agreed to go out with him. He had not been able to keep his eyes off the nubile little cheerleader and he ached to fuck her. She wasn't the kind of girl who "put out" but Chad's muscular body made her wet from the second he'd kissed her. His tongue worked magic over her body and she felt as if she were having an "out of body" experience as the big-dicked football player removed her tiny top and short-shorts. Her "all over" tan was evidently pleasing to him as well, judging from the silly grin on his face. His fingers slid into her pussy and he fingerfucked her until she thought she couldn't stand it anymore. His fingers sawed in and out of her hot, blonde, tight pussy as they kissed, their tongues entwined and their breath coming in short, furtive gasps. "Oh God baby, this is good, but we shouldn't!" Belinda moaned at her aroused boyfriend. "I don't want to get pregnant, I want our first time to be special -- " Belinda knew she was babbling a bit as she tried to fight off her desire to fuck him. "Why not, B'Lin?" he moaned as he continued to manipulate his girlfriend's body. Chad had many girls in his car – lots of them had gone for a ride on his hard dick - but none of them excited him the way this hot blonde cheerleader did. She had the cutest face, the sexiest little tits and the hottest, roundest little ass he'd ever seen! He just had to fuck her hot little pussy and fuck her HARD! Her mind overcome with lust, Belinda tried to resist the urges that were running through her hotly aroused body. She'd petted before, most girls had, but now she wanted to fuck - but she knew she HAD to resist these urges! But WHY?, she thought all of a sudden. She knew that Chad was the boy for her, that his cock was the cock she wanted to have - she wanted to marry this man, the man who was a lot like here daddy, who made her pussy ache with want and need. "Chad honey?" "Yeah Belinda?" "Do you want to fuck me baby? Do you want to put your cock in me and finally give it to me?" she said in the most teasing, seductive voice she could muster. "Fuck you Belinda? God, fuck you?! Can I?" Belinda nodded to her long-time boyfriend. "I think it's time, don't you? I know you love me darling, I know you do – don't you?" "Of course I do, Belinda baby, of course I do!" He would have said anything to get into her panties, but he really did care for Belinda a great deal. She was kind, warm and friendly – all his buds were envious that he was going out with the little cutie. The sandy-haired youth moved on top of the panting teenage girl and worked his way between her sensually splayed legs. He licked passionately at the blonde furry pussy as he had many times in the past, this time knowing he was going to put his cock deep inside of her and love her for the first time! She squealed with delight as her hard-cocked boyfriend worked her into a frenzy of fuck-lust. "Now baby, don't make me wait any longer, please, fuck me NOW!" she cried out. Chad moved between Belinda's thighs and rubbed his hard cock against her wet, fleecy pussy lips. With a hard thrust, he put himself deep within her pussy and began to fuck Belinda in the way he had only dreamed of before. Belinda dug her nails deeply into his back as he began fucking her, thrusting and pumping and grunting as he took her once-precious virginity. His long, juice-slicked cock moved in and out of her pussy, finding almost no signs of the virginity that had been there just moments before. Her hymen had torn easily before Chad's lusty assault and now she was arching back at him, meeting him thrust for thrust, movement for movement, every inch as turned on by the hot fucking as he! As he gripped her ankles and his bulbous, purple knob slid in and out of her cunt, Belinda wondered if it were possible to die from too much pleasure. Chad pumped in and out of Belinda ferociously, almost uncaring if he was hurting her or not, satiating his own lusts on her tiny, young body. The walls of her sweet, tight cunt gripped him like a vise as he plunged in and out of her body, as if urging him for more fucking. Chad was eager to comply with the requests of his baby, then he heard her crying out. "Fuck me, fuck me, oh god, FUCK ME TIL' I DIE!" she screamed at him, her nails raking his sweat-soaked flesh as he see-sawed out her aroused cooze. It was if she was a new woman, but the hard-dicked youth had no complaints as he fucked her harder and harder. She seemed to love his savage fucking, the harder he pounded into her, the louder she screamed in passion. Harder and more ferociously, he pumped his shaft into Belinda's aroused, young pussy. Like dogs in heat, the two teenagers rutted noisily. Her legs were high up in the air as Chad pumped and pummeled her aroused young cunt, her blonde hair now soaked with the perspiration from their heated fucking. He slowed down for a few minutes, panting. Despite his athletic prowess, the youth hadn't had much experience with fucking anyone this wild, her sexual passions seemed even greater than his own. Chad was quite surprised at how much energy a fuck with pretty, sweet Belinda required! Belinda drummed her tiny feet upon his back, urging him to resume his hot screwing of her heated little pussy! She wondered why he was slowing down, surely he wasn't running out of steam already! She needed more cock to fill her hungry, needy little snatch! "Come on lover, I need more of that good cock!" she wailed. Chad resumed screwing her and in the recesses of her mind, Belinda thought OH GOD, WHY THE HELL DID I WAIT SO LONG TO START FUCKING? THIS IS WONDERFUL, WONDERFUL ... The aroused young teen knew she'd never be able to go without sex again, she was already addicted to it. Belinda didn't have much experience with sex, but if men were much bigger than her Chad, she wouldn't want to fuck any of them! She knew, from surreptitious peeks at her Daddy in the shower, that some men were slightly bigger, but her Chad's pumping cock was all she needed for now. She shouldn't be thinking of other cocks, like her Daddy's, while Chad Warren was fucking her horny little pussy so darned good! In and out, Chad fucked the tiny blonde teenybopper, her pussy walls squishing around the throbbing maleness that invaded her hot cunt. She fucked him back to the best of her ability and he sure seemed to be enjoying her enthusiasm. His savage grunts as his rod moved in and out of her, the sounds of flesh slapping against heated flesh was turning them both on! She was loving it! Belinda was loving the feeling of a hard cock inside her cunt. Already, she thought inwardly, I'm already thinking like a hot little slut! And I like it! She gave herself over completely now to the wild sensations coursing through her body, she spread her legs wider apart to give her boyfriend easier access to her hot, horny pussy. She wasn't even slightly afraid anymore, no did she feel any pain or regret over losing her formerly-precious virginity. Indeed, she felt silly for having waited this long! Harder and harder and faster and faster her boyfriend moved inside of her and she wiggled and bounced and fucked him back! For every thrust Chad gave, she thrust back against his invading cock and balls, feeling him hit home each time! She had been transformed this very night from a sweet young girl into a depraved teenage fuckslut. A fuckslut just waiting for a man's cock. There were other positions she wanted to try, other things she wanted to do. Belinda intended to be a first-class student of fucking! Her hands clutched hard at Chad's back now, her nails raked his heated young flesh as he pounded deep within her depths. Both the lewdly fucking teens now seemed oblivious to pain, only pleasure existed for the both of them as they enjoyed each other's bodies. As he neared his own impending orgasm, it occurred to Chad that Belinda was no longer fighting him in any way, that she had given herself to him, and it thrilled the young athlete to his core. He moved in and out of his girl and he knew that is what she was - his girl, his to fuck any way he wanted! That hot idea made the youth climax within her, shooting copious loads of hot, sticky jizz all over his pretty, blonde, teenage girlfriend. He exploded within the formerly-virgin body of his sweetheart, his B'Lin, again and again and again, a never-ending gush of lava flooding the walls of her formerly-chaste cunt. Belinda accepted all of it, her legs kicking and flailing about as she came moments afterward, thinking to herself "Nothing has ever felt this good, nothing will ever feel this good, ohhhh Godddd, cumming is the best, fucking is the best, ohhhhh Gooddd, I love to fuckkkkk...." Afterwards, the two young lovers held each other close and promised to do it again soon. And they did, the very next night. Their lust for each other seemed to prove insatiable. They married shortly after graduating High School and for the first 3 months of their marriage, were blissfully happy. She loved all the domestic things, cooking and cleaning for him, fussing over him. She still loved Chad, Belinda knew, but God, life wasn't what she thought it would be. For one thing, his football career had gone nowhere, he ended up working as a mechanic in a local garage. He loved it and it provided, but the hours were long and the work hard. Their sex life dwindled. Even when they had sex, Chad was a straightforward, put-it-to-you kind of lover. She wanted to try lots of new things. Romantic things. Sensual things. Letting her be on top. Tying him up. When she suggested a threesome to heat things up, Chad had freaked. "I'm not sharing you with another guy, that's final!" he had said angrily. Belinda hadn't considered another guy, she wanted to watch her husband fuck another girl. She was curious to see him in action with someone other than herself. The lewd thought titillated her. The thought of joining in thrilled her even more! So today, Belinda was home for a visit with her Mom and Dad. She sighed wearily as she looked inside, watching her Mom prepare dinner. She bet her Daddy was great in the sack, Mom always looked happy. She knew that her daddy had a nice, big cock and Belinda bet her daddy, Jake, knew that letting a woman take control could be fun. She sighed. She wished her Chad was a little more like Jake, somewhat less rigid. The two young women walked into the house and Belinda walked upstairs to her old bedroom to change out of her swimsuit. Amy watched her friend wiggle up the stairs and turned towards Becky. "Mom says she'll be over tonight at 9" she smiled at Becky. "And will you be here as well?" Becky said, smiling back at Amy. "Of course. You know I wouldn't miss one of our little - gatherings - for anything in the world!" Amy said, as she rubbed her firm bikini-clad breasts against Becky, moving in for a soft, passionate kiss. The young woman and her best friend's mother moved sensually against each other, tongues entwined, sharing a stolen moment. Becky thought if her daughter knew what her best friend was really like, she'd probably have a heart attack. "This is one naughty secret I will keep to myself!" she thought as she lovingly squeezed the cheeks of Amy's tight little ass. Mixed Up Family Ch. 02 Chapter 2 - Twincest On another day, in another place not 5 miles away from the Aimes' family home, it was truly beautiful and warm, sunny, a sweet day meant for relaxing by the pool. That was the day that found twins Jenny and Julie Aimes relaxing by the pool of their parent's spacious home. They were totally unaware of the goings-on at their Aunt & Uncle's place, but likely would've been cool with it. The girls were modern, liberal free -thinkers – well, now they were anyway. "Soaking up rays" Jenny always called it. Her identical twin wasn't as much of a sun worshiper as her one-minute older sibling, it was one of the few ways one could tell them apart. There were other ways as well, but no one yet had seen those ways. It was one of the twin's shared little secrets. One other way was manner of dress. Jenny was the bolder, more effervescent of the two, often choosing not to wear underwear under her too-short minis and shorts. She loved her body and all the lurid thoughts it could inspire, in young and old alike, or in men and women. "Oil my back?" Jenny asked her sibling, who freely assented. Julie began rubbing her sister's body, up and down, in concentric circles, hearing the sound of her sister's sighs turn into throaty purrs. It wasn't the first time she'd heard those purrs – and it wouldn't be the last either. Jenny's body continually inspired lurid thoughts in her twin. Those lurid thoughts were constantly received happily and reciprocated naughtily. Jenny flipped herself over, her blue-metallic bikini glinting in the sunlight. "Want me to take this off, sugar?" she teased her twin, slipping two fingers to the side of the bikini bottom and raising an eyebrow. Julie, in a silvery bikini that was almost as small as her twin's, reacted in mock surprise. "Jenny! What a slut you are! We're outdoors ! We're sisters , we shouldn't do all those naughty, perverted, kinky things!" she said with a giggle. "Okay, we'll stop ... what a shame ! You'll never feel my tongue on your clit again, or my fingers deep inside your pussy or my hands squeezing your tits or ... " Jenny was silenced by Julie crushing her lips to her twin's. "Cheater ... you don't fight fair !" Julie growled as she looked into the identical blue eyes of her sister. "All's fair in ... " "Yeah, yeah!" Julie laughed at her best friend, twin and lover. The twins tossed their tiny bikinis aside and lay out on the plush towels they'd brought with them in anticipation of what they knew what would inevitably occur. Slender, supple naked, the pair were sensually alike, equal in their passion for the other's blonde delights. The 18-year olds had discovered the joys of lesbian incest some time ago and were now quite adept at pleasing one another, their actions and skills quite diverse in nature. They moved with a slow, deliberate grace, touching and kissing, the kisses growing a bit bolder, the touches more exploratory in nature. Julie seemed to know just where to touch Julie to make her quiver, Julie could use the merest Butterfly-kiss and Jenny trembled with desire. The pace of their loveplay began to speed up, now they were kissing and licking with urgency, fingers were probing, tongues dabbing into eager, wet horny cunts. The gentle sighs became loud groans, the twins became more vocal, the move had gone from sweet gentle lovemaking to hardcore lesbian fucking. "Julie, fucking Christ, you lezzie fuckslut, you know your way around my cunt!" Jenny moaned as her twin's slithery tongue grooved all over her pussy lips and suckled at her aroused clit. It was true, the adorable little minx knew just what her sister liked – because she shared most of the same preferences! Not all of those preferences though – Julie loved to feel her sister's slender fingers gingerly running all over her body and then into her pussy. Jenny should have been a masseuse – she knew just where to touch her eager twin to get her sizzling with lust. The summer sun beating down on them both, their wriggling forms moving two and fro as they 69'd at poolside, the pair were oblivious to anything else but their own, urgent, sapphic needs. The twins moved as one, practiced in just what each of them needed to do to give pleasure, what each of them needed to receive it. Their pattern was almost identical, time after time – a slow, languous start, leading to more frenetic, hurried, needy sex. They varied it from time to time, but it was a ritual they both relished, it brought them to the peaks of joy. Julie was buried as deep in her sister's pussy as a girl could get and she couldn't yell out her desires, but she needn't have bothered – Jenny's hands were roaming all over her body, pinching nipples and stroking slender thighs and making her feel special and loved. She reciprocated by making sure her mirror-image would soon be convulsing in orgasm. Jenny was writhing in agony, but Oh God , what a wonderful agony, a painful bliss she hoped would never end. Her toes curled, a sign that Julie noticed each and every time, it was a sign her sibling was in the throes of passion. Very few lovers were as simpatico as the sexy blonde twins, each knew the signs of the other's arousal. The signs of Julie's arousal were her eyes clamped shut and her breathing became labored and her cheeks flushed red. Julie's head would also roll from side to side, the way it was doing now. The sexual passion the two shared was unmistakable, they were just glad none of their friends or their parents hadn't caught on. The fact that they had an incestuous lesbian relationship was a fluke anyway, although a very happy one. Early one weekend afternoon, Julie had gone over to their friend Shelly's and the girl's parents were going over to another couple's for a barbecue. Their mother, Nikki, had asked Jenny to help her with the laundry and do a load of "delicates". Their parents were loving, generous people who gave their children lots of freedoms and love, so the girls always helped out when asked. Jenny cheerfully did as she was asked. While she was putting away her mother's expensive lingerie, Jenny stumbled upon a naughty little surprise, a secret her mother had hidden from the world. In the bottom drawer of her mom's bureau, she found a stash of magazines. Red-hot lesbian magazines. Women having sex with other women. Sensual magazines of girl-on-girl sex, women playing with toys and tongues, looking delicious, sexy, happy, sensual. Jenny sat on the bed, stunned – stunned and highly aroused . Jenny sat on her parent's bed, flipping through the sexy magazines. None of the photos were trashy, her mom had good taste. There were pictures from someone named Andrew Blake, Jenny discovered her favorites were the pictures by a lady named Suze Randall and her daughter, Holly. Sexy and great attention to detail, Jenny could tell the women had an eye for detail. Oooh, how sexy, she thought. All of the models wore the sexiest shoes and lingerie and their makeup was "just so". One of the pictorials was really sexy – the two women were dressed in latex and spike heels and playing some kind of naughty game, obviously in a state of high arousal. One of the women bore a strong resemblance to her mother, maybe that's why her mom had kept that magazine on top of the pile. The other model was a curvy brunette, both of them seemed so hot for each other and so at ease in their sexplay. The pictures were a tremendous turn-on and were making Jenny horny as hell, so she moved her short-shorts to one side and slid a slender finger into her pantyless pussy, stroking herself with a gentle motion. That was when her twin walked into the room. "Jenny! Shit, what the fuck are you doing?" "What's it look like, goofy? I'm playing with myself and getting myself off. You should know, you've done it enough times." Julie stuck out her tongue at her sister, but it was true, she was a horny little thing at times. Being twins, the girls had almost no secrets anyway, they often slept together to keep warm in their drafty home. "Okay, but what have you got there? Omigod, it's a dirty magazine!" "Yeah, a lesbian magazine. Jeez Julie, it's really hot!" "Ewww, two girls? Gross. Where'd you get it, is it Daddy's?" "Nope. Found it in mom's bottom drawer when I was putting away her undies. Hey, why're you home? Thought you were at Shelly's?" "She got sick – so I came home. Mom's drawer? Mom's into chicks?" "Chick porn anyway sis, there's a whole pile. Don't pretend to be so grossed out, I happen to know Shelly's done it with quite a few girls. Has she ever made a play for you? You're her type, blonde and sexy." Julie was out-and-out shocked by this piece of data. Until this moment, she had no idea her best friend, aside from her twin, was into women. "No way!" she exclaimed. Jenny lay back on the bed as her sister came and sat beside her. "She really hasn't come after you?" Julie shook her head. "Too bad – I'd do it with her, she's hot Julie!" she sighed dreamily, her fingers still grazing over the light blonde fur of her muff. "Cut it out Jenny – don't be ridiculous, Shelly's not a fucking dyke!" Julie exclaimed as her sister sat up beside her. Jenny punched her twin in the arm and looked at her with a bemused expression. "Don't be such a prude, you don't have to be a dyke to like women – you KNOW mom likes men, we've heard her and Daddy enough times!" Jenny laughed. That was true enough, the walls of their home were particularly thin and both parents were rather vocal. "Come on Julie, you've never thought about it? Shelly's so smokin', slender, that cocoa-brown skin, that long black hair and those round tits, her cute little behind .... " Jenny thought dreamily. "I never have before now, but man .... " Julie sighed as she thought about it. "I guess I am kind of curious what it'd be like to kiss her – or another girl ... " her voice trailed off. Perverse little Jenny picked up her twin's desires right away, the kinky thought spilled out before she could censor it. "I've got an idea – why don't we make it together? Shit Julie, I'm horny as hell, I'm soaked down there – and it'd be kinda like making love to a mirror-image of myself. What do you say?" Her sister recoiled in total shock. "Are you fucking nuts ? We're sisters , for goodness sakes! It'd be ... " "Incest" Jenny finished the sentence. "And 'goodness' has nothing to do with it. What do you say sexy thang, wanna be kinky with me?" "I say ... " and to a shocked, amazed and overjoyed Jenny's delight, her sister kissed her full on the lips, adding just the barest hint of tongue. "Wow, that sure took me by surprise!" Jenny purred as her sister moved away slowly. "People are always underestimating me!" Julie said with a slightly defiant tone, tossing her blonde hair to one side. "Why can't the quiet twin have a few hidden surprises?" she sniffed. "You'll get no argument from me sis!" Jenny grinned as the girls moved together on the bed and began kissing again. Then, common sense took over for a moment. "Shit, we better not in here – if we get caught, we'd have some serious explaining to do!" Julie grinned. "Let's put everything away – carefully – and then take this action to our room, 'kay?" Jenny nodded, Julie always was calm under pressure. Jenny watched the subtle sway of her sister's buttocks in her breezy summer skirt – she wondered if she appeared the same way to Julie? Did her body look as enticing to her twin, so yummy, so edible? She bet it did – she bet Julie had been suppressing the same naughty, lesbian urges. She had as much as confessed to Jenny that Shelly appealed to her – and Jenny guessed there were other fantasies rolling around in her twin's naughty brain. When they reached their room, the girls sat on the bed. "So .... " Julie queried " ... do ya really think Mom's into girls?" Jenny's grin broadened. "Well, she's sure got a lot of lesbian pictures, so probably. Hmm ... it might explain those 'Girl Club' meetings she goes to every Wednesday!" Julie clasped her hand over her mouth. "Shit Jenny, you don't think ...?" Jenny laughed. "Why not? Mom's still really hot, maybe she's not getting what she needs from Daddy and ... " she wiggled her eyebrows. Julie recoiled, raising her hands in protest. "Okay, okay, I don't want to hear any more. It's gross, thinking about your parents having sex!" "Really? Actually, I think it's kinda hot ! Daddy's still kinda hunky, Mom's got that lush curvy figure, I bet they're both real nasty in bed and ... " Jenny's voice drifted off. Julie decided on a fun way to silence her sister, she crushed her lips to Jenny's and was surprised to find out how soft it was, kissing another woman. Very erotic and sensual. It was amazing how nice and sweet her sister's lips were, and how it didn't feel that odd kissing Jenny. Matter of fact, she was becoming very turned on and as Jenny melted into the kiss, their breathing becoming labored. Julie was aware that her hands were holding Jenny's face close and Jenny was doing the same. They were melting into a beautiful, sensual blonde blur of naughtiness. Jenny pulled away to catch her breath and Julie whimpered softly. "Okay – don't say I didn't give you the chance – do you want to back out before we go any further?" Jenny asked her sister. Julie yanked her sister's arm and pulled her close again, moving down to suck her sister's nipple through her crop-top. "This answer your question?" she asked a sighing Jenny. "Yup!" Jenny giggled. "Y'know what, I think we've both got too many clothes on!" "Uh Huh!" Julie enthused. She began whipping her clothes off in a frenzy, while her more-methodical sibling piled hers neatly on the side of the bed. Jenny lay back on the bed, a blonde mirror image of her sister, who climbed on top of her and stroked her cheek softly.. "Love you!" Julie said softly. "Love you too!" Jenny responded and sighed as she felt her sister's lips grazing her skin and moving downward. Although the lesbian coupling had been her idea, there was no question Julie was getting into it and becoming an active participant. Julie was just at the apex of her sister's pussy, so much like her own, only cleaner-shaven, only the barest hint of fur. It was sweet and inviting, Julie parted her sister's pussylips gently and inhaled a subtle, sweet aroma and dabbed at it tentatively. It tasted a bit like her own – for she knew just what her own tasted like, wanton little slut that she was – but sweeter and a bit thicker. Julie wanted more and she knew how she was going to get it. "Fuck, ohhhh Julie, that's so fuckin' cool, keep it up baby, yesssss!" Jenny hissed at her sister began to go at her with relish. Were she not 100% certain Julie was a novice at anything involving sex, she would have sworn the girl a natural lesbian. Jenny writhed and twitched under her sister's erotic lashings and cried out for more as her first partner-induced orgasm overtook her. Jenny went to town on Julie next, being far more aggressive, which seemed to turn her little fuckslut sister on even more. She ate and gobbled Julie's blond cunt, almost bit her nipples, licked her cunt and asshole from behind and then fingered where her tongue had just been. Julie even got a few choice swats on her rounded buttocks, to which she responded in a positive manner. Jenny checkmarked the fact her sister liked a bit of pain into a section of her brain she reserved for erotic musings. Using some ideas she'd gotten from the "borrowed" magazines, the girls tried their first full-on "sixty-nine" and it was the icing on the cake. They screeched and howled as Jenny on top and Julie on bottom wrested yet more pleasure from each other's horny bodies. The twins didn't want it to stop, they were getting hotter and hornier with each lick or caress, but it was getting late and they didn't want their parents catching them in such a compromising position. They removed all evidence of their encounter and washed the sheets, so the heady musk of sex wouldn't permeate their bedroom. Neither twin wanted to take unnecessary risks, because they both had silently agreed to continue their incestuous coupling. Over the next several weeks, the girls became bolder – sneaking little kisses when their parents weren't looking, or going without panties and fingering each other's pussies under a blanket while watching a movie or even having full-on sex while their parents dozed in the next room. Their dating life decreased and their grades improved, not worrying about boys, their minds were more focused. They were focused on schoolwork, but they were also focused erotically on how best to get each other off. They focused on heightening their lesbian sex pleasures to the utmost degree. The twins made a planned trek to the Frilly Thingz store they figured their mother bought her naughty little items and went on a spree, buying bustiers and stockings, garter belts, teddies and then topping it off with some toys and a pair of stilettos – each. That night in their room, Julie in her white teddy, Jenny a vision in black, they made love and fucked and ground their cunts together until the pair collapsed in incestuous lesbian glee. The twins dozed for a few hours, Jenny woke up and saw it was 3 AM. She nudged her twin awake and they went at it again. Their minds were once again in the present, the warm sun was beating down on Julie and Jenny while they cuddled together as they always did after their loving. It was a beautiful day and their parents were away for the afternoon, so the girls engaged their newfound passion for lesbian sex and began all over again. Neither had gone the ULTIMATE way yet – had sex with a boy – Jenny and Julie both wanted to wait for someone unique to do the honors, although neither was sure who that would be, as neither was doing much dating. They had discussed using their expensive, high-quality strap-on to fuck each other's virginity away, but both agreed they wanted their first full-on fuck to be with a real man's dick. Oh well, they weren't in a hurry, they had lacy lingerie-clad fun, they had friendship and they had kink – and that was more than enough for now! Although, if truth be told, Julie couldn't stop thinking about making it with Shelly since her twin had put that naughty thought inside her head! The girls got into a side-by-side 69 and were eating each other with a predatory hunger, when they heard a booming voice say "Oho! Just what the hell is going on here?" Trembling now with fear, not passion, the blondes looked up to see their parent's faces overtop them. They could not see them clearly in the bright sun, but Julie and Jenny knew one thing for certain .... Busted! Mixed Up Family Ch. 03 Chapter 3 -- Keeping Busy Michael Aimes had never been as happy as he was since moving in with Cindee. He hadn't expected to ever be in a permanent relationship or living with anyone , but Cindee had been fucking him since they were both 18. She was too wild and uninhibited to let any other man have her. Cindee was tall, leggy and blonde, she dressed like a sex-kitten and everyone liked her. Their new neighbors often commented on the "nice young couple" that had moved into their area, some commenting "they even looked like the perfect couple. Who was he to argue? The 35 year-old man settled happily -- in a fashion -- into domestic bliss. One of the factors contributing to their happiness was Cindee LOVED to hear about his adventures, she actively encouraged him to fuck other women. In his career as a Software Salesman, he had many opportunities, pretty customers and flight attendants and the like. Cindee didn't mind and she hinted from time to time he should bring one home so both could play. Cindee loved sex with women, it was her way of keeping faithful to the one and only man for her. Her twin brother. Michael and Cindee had been best friends since birth and no one had ever come between them. When both started dating, they became jealous of the other's dates. So one night, talking in Cindee's room, they went for it. Cindee stripped and then undressed her still-shy brother and took his cock deep into her mouth. He nearly came, there and then, but he held on long enough to give Cindee her first fuck and end both their virginity. They'd been very lucky, no one heard them that night, not their parents, not their siblings. The attraction and the passion only heated up from there, so Cindee proposed they move in together and live as a couple, out in the open. As his lusty blonde sibling was letting him fuck her ass after a four hour sexathon, he didn't have the strength to argue. Smartest decision he'd ever made in their nearly-18 year history. So, here it was ... their first anniversary living together ... and he'd been perplexed as to what he could get for her, something that would put a light in her blue-green eyes. It had been a recent trip to Tokyo that had given him the idea. His sister-wife loved clothes, she spent a goodly portion of her earnings as a swimwear model on clothes and lingerie and sexy footwear. As it was all for his benefit, Michael didn't put up too much of a fight. He'd seen a few of the women in Tokyo wearing a cheongsam, a lovely silk dress that was snug, form-fitting and had a long slit up one side. Some of the girls had golden, long sexy legs and they were just -- mrowrrrr - so he thought that Cindee, who had legs that went on for days, would look drop-dead sexy in one of those. He went on the Internet, did a search and found a local store that had a nice selection. It was hard to sneak away from his playmate that morning, who was in an exceptionally horny mood that morning, but she had her `Girl Club' meeting later on in the day, so that was okay. Michael entered the shop to the tinkling of chimes and he found the dresses he'd been looking for almost immediately, a variety of styles and colors, a few that were very even scandalously short. He decided against the short ones, preferring to let Cindee have a burst of tease. He was about to make his selection when a melodic voice chimed in from behind him. "Is there something I can help you with, sir?" Michael turned and found himself facing a lovely Asian woman who stood about 5'6" tall, slender, with delicate features, almond eyes and jet-black hair that went down nearly to her waist. Her legs were smooth and shapely, encased in sheer hosiery and black heels. She was clad in a short skirt and pale yellow blouse. If this was the caliber of employee this store employed, he was surprised it wasn't jam-packed with customers. "Yes, thank you. I'm looking to buy a cheongsam for my wife, but not quite sure which one I'd like to purchase, Miss ....?" She held out her hand. "I'm Lana and this is my shop. I love these dresses myself and own several, this is one of my favorites." She reached towards a blue silk number that Michael indeed thought lovely, but he wasn't quite sure. He tried to picture Cindee wearing it -- then stripping out of it -- and he found the image sexy, but still, he wanted her gift to be something she'd cherish. Knowing his naughty little twin, she had something provocative in mind. Lana sensed his hesitation and took his hand, leading him towards the back of the store. "I have a few here that I put on to show how they look. May I model one for you?" Michael nodded, the thought of seeing this Asian stunner dressed in such a fashion was very lust-provoking. She went into the back changing room and emerged a few minutes later, the cheongsam clinging to her tightly, the slit nearly thigh-high. It showed off a vast expanse of golden legs, still in the sheer hosiery and heels. Lana had a raw magnetism it was difficult to resist. He knew Cindee would agree with him, knowing his twin's sexual lusts nearly as well as he knew his own. If she had been the one to enter this store, it was very likely Cindee would be the one lusting after Lana's body. Lana sensed she nearly had a sale, but knew just what to do to push him over the edge. "I can give you a nice deal on this, but if you need further convincing ... " Lana moved closer to Michael and pressed her lips to his. He protested "My wife ... " but Lana stopped him by putting one finger to his lips. "I get the idea that you have an open relationship with your wife, am I right?" Michael nodded, so Lana said "Come with me ....?" "Michael" "... Michael. Let's go in the back and I'll take an early lunch." Michael followed the gently swaying buttocks to a surprisingly-large back room that smelled sweetly of Jasmine. He was directed to sit down in a large armchair and watched with delight as the spicy Asian began undressing, unbuttoning the slinky dress one button at a time, shimmying a bit as she did. Michael had commanded her attention the moment he walked into the store, his dark hair and piercing green eyes, his broad shoulders and confidence radiating from every pore -- she vowed if he was single, she'd fuck him. Finding out he was married only temporarily deterred her from that goal, because he seemed very at ease around her. Lana just knew that he was into a swinging lifestyle. Michael watched Lana's sexy performance and just imagined Cindee putting on a like performance -- or even the two women, side by side. Yow! , wouldn't that be hot! Inch by inch, Lana's sexy form came into view and he felt his cock stirring -- well of course, it had been 12 whole hours since he and Cindee had last fucked. Considering herself a very experienced seductress, Lana turned her attentions to Michael, whirling her long black hair about as a tease, she moved towards him and straddled him, wearing only stockings and heels -- panties were an inconvenience. She grinned sweetly as she removed his tie, his jacket, shirt and then tugged his pants off. She smelled of sex and honey and Michael was aching to fuck her. He bet she was one of the wildest little fuckstresses he'd ever know. "You're a little vixen!" he groaned as she ran a manicured fingernail along his bared thigh, then removed his boxers. His dick sprung free and Lana stared -- this sexy bastard was hung ! Sale or not, this was going to be an incredible fucking! "I do my best!" she teased and practically inhaled his cock, right down to the base. Oh Christ, those almond eyes looking at him as she blew him, she had great lips and her golden tits with those dark nipples -- she was a fucking Penthouse Forum letter come true. Lana loved this big dick -- her last boyfriend had been lacking in the cock size department -- and she planned to take full advantage of this hot stud's hard cock. There were lots of advantages in being one's own boss and as Lana slurped and bobbed her head up and down, she enjoyed one of the nicer perks. "Christ Lana, suck that dick baby. Fuck, if you're so fucking good, I may buy out the entire fucking store!" Michael hissed as he ran his hands through her silken locks. She was made to be a fucktoy and he wanted to return the favor. He prided himself on being a considerate lover and it was his turn to please Lana. "Let's switch, babe!" he instructed. Lana loved being eaten, so she had no intention of complaining. Michael was highly focused, his entire being was devoted to pleasing her now, he ate her cunt with a precise skill, he used skilled hands to play all over her slim body, strumming her clit and patting her pussy from time to time, then gently massaging her quivering flesh. Lana felt as if she was going to faint from pleasure. "Your dick -- gimme your cock lover, I need to be fucked, I want you to screw me deep, c'mon, don't keep me waiting!" the stocking-clad Lana moaned, wanting to feel his studliness buried deep inside her cunt. He wasn't going to keep Lana waiting, pulling her from the chair onto the floor, he moved in behind her, grabbing her slender hips. "I'm not some delicate toy Michael, I can take whatever you dish out." Lana growled. "FUCK ME and make me feel it!" Cindee snarled. He brought out an animalistic urge in her, but she enjoyed that part of herself, it was rarely seen. He never could refuse a lady -- even one who was such an unabashed whore - so Michael rammed to the hilt with one smooth stroke, hitting bottom and knowing he'd made the right move from her loud wails. He began driving in and out of Lana's sparsely-covered cunt and marveled at how well the petite beauty fucked him back, her body's strength surprising for one so tiny. She had a furious way of fucking that he found very arousing, her body twisted and writhed in a wonderful syncopation with his own. His cock was held snugly within her tight pussy, this'd be a great story to tell Cindee when he presented her with her gift. He was sure as hell that he and Cindee would fuck the hell out of each other once he'd finished telling the tale. "Goddammit, this is the best cock I've had in ages!" Lana growled as she took full measure of the man. She wondered how she could lure him back to the store again, she didn't want this to be just a one-time thing. "Like the way I'm giving it to you, you nasty slut?" Michael growled, feeling the cum boil in his balls. "Liking it a lot, you big-dicked bastard!" Lana growled. "Fuck me good, oh I love being a slut, keep dicking me, fuck me and make me cummmmm ....!" Lana yowled as she went over the edge and orgasmed hard. Michael followed suit and Lana took his cock and let it spray all over her face, making a tiny spectacle of cleaning her lips of his cum. Slightly disheveled, they got up and dressed, making their way to the front of the store and turning the sign around. Wrapping up his purchase, Lana said "Please, if she doesn't like it or it doesn't fit, feel free to come back." Then, Lana added "Or even if she DOES." Michael smiled at her and said "If I know Cindee, she'll want to thank you personally !" He left no doubt to his meaning and he could see from Lana's beaming face there was another shopping excursion in his future. Cindee Aimes was huffing and puffing, but he had to admit that her girfriend / sometimes-lover Melanie was right, she had been out of shape, badly out of shape. Her morning regimen of 500 pushups, 500 situps, followed by a 5-mile run, was getting her back in great shape. Her tummy was once again flat and smooth, she'd also dropped close to 20 pounds. Sadly, Melanie wasn't around to see it. Melanie had been courted by her boss at the law firm in which she worked, she and the other woman had run off together, shocking everyone -- except for Cindee, who knew of their affair. Cindee accepted her loss, she knew a woman with her looks wouldn't be without another lady-lover for much longer. As she rounded the corner, the view improved dramatically. Slightly ahead of Cindee, in tight jogging shorts and a crop top was -- what she assumed to be -- a stunning, tall black woman. Those legs! This beauty had to be at least 5'10" and she had legs all the way to THERE! Cindee was determined to get closer and see if the front was as scrumptious as the front, but the dark-skinned lovely put on an extra burst of speed and was gone. Those legs -- Cindee hadn't had too many opportunities since Melanie's departure and she'd always appreciated a nice set of legs. Melanie was leggy and brunette, she worked religiously to keep her legs long, sleek and shapely -- and now some other lucky lady was having those legs wrapped around her back. Cindee shook the distracting image from her mind and pictured dark chocolate limbs wrapped around her neck as she licked deep into a hot, waiting pussy. Cindee shuddered with delight - manoman , was Michael going to get fucked tonight, she had a lot of horny to burn off. In the meantime, she was getting distracted from her daily regimen, she resumed her run The next day, at almost the same spot, she saw the woman again. Cindee put on a burst of speed and tried to catch her. She almost caught up with the beauty, who turned, blew Cindee a kiss and took off in a burst of speed. Cindee was S.O.L. on the 3rd day, but on the 4th, there the "black beauty" was. She pumped her legs as furiously as she could and overtook her. Damn! The front was spectacular, long dark hair, round tits that bounced freely, tiny but shapely and eyes that drew you in. The dark stunner flashed a dazzling smile and slowed down. "Okay, you caught me!" she grinned and slowed down. "Wow -- you're cuter in person then you were at a distance." She extended a long, slender hand. "Hi, I'm Clarissa." "Cindee Aimes, but just call me Cindee. Wow, you can really move." Clarissa smiled and jumped up on a nearby brick fence, crossing those legs that seemed to go on forever. "I'm a model -- and I love to eat. So I take my running very seriously, I've been doing it for a few years." Cindee joined Clarissa on the fence. "You're a model -- I believe it, you're absolutely gorgeous." Clarissa giggled, it was quite endearing. "I only started a few months ago, my lover -- soon to be ex -- kept bitching I was out of shape. I'm nearly there!" Clarissa looked Cindee up and down, an undisguised smile of approval crossed her face. "I wouldn't complain." Cindee was almost certain Clarissa knew she hadn't been speaking about a male lover. Was Clarissa into women? Oh, how wonderful that'd be. They talked for a while and walked for a while, holding hands like friends. The pair stopped for coffee and enjoyed a nice hour together. That became part of Cindee's regimen over the next few weeks, she increased to a thousand pushups & situps, then she ran, met up with Clarissa and spent an hour with her. Being a commercial artist afforded Cindee a lot of freedom and Clarissa's schedule was almost equally flexible. When Cindee would come home from her encounters with Clarissa, she was always upbeat, cheerful -- and horny as hell. Michael was happy that his lady had found a dear new friend, she hadn't told him -- yet -- just how much she wanted to bed Clarissa. After about a month, while having coffee, Clarissa put her hand on Cindee's miniskirted thigh and said "Are you ever going to ask me out, beautiful?" Caught off guard, Cindee stammered, but Clarissa put a finger to her lips and smiled. "Okay hon, I'll do the asking. Yes, I'm into girls. I really enjoy your company and I want to have dinner with you tonight. We should dress to the 9's and make a night of it, okay? Pick me up here at 8" Clarissa handed Cindee a piece of paper with her address and number on it and scooted off. Okay, Cindee thought, stay calm. The most gorgeous, long-legged creature you have ever seen is having dinner with you tonight, that's all, you're friends, just go somewhere nice and have a good time. She pondered for over an hour at home what to wear and then decided to throw it all in the pot, opting for a dress she hadn't worn in years. Since her weight loss, it fit like a glove again, she took pride in that. It was slinky and form-fitting, a silver lame gown she'd worn on her "honeymoon" with Michael. It hadn't stayed on very long, she'd let it slip to the floor and revealed the stockings, sheer bra and panties underneath, turning him into a raging fuck-maniac. Wearing exactly the same outfit and silvery stilettos that matched, Cindee got in her car, hands slightly shaking and made her way to Clarissa's place. When Clarissa's door opened the door, Cindee was glad she'd made this choice. Hair curled and hanging like a waterfall, Clarissa wore a black evening gown, showing a lovely expanse of cleavage and her delicate braless breasts. She wore tiny diamond teardrop earrings and the skirt was slit up one side, showing off her best asset, the legs Cindee swore were sculpted by the gods. "Wow!" was all she could say. It was too little -- but there were no words she could think of to describe Clarissa's loveliness. "Wow yourself. You clean up nice, Cindee. Shall we?" She took Cindee's arm and she took Clarissa to her car, remembering her manners, opening doors and making sure she was comfortable At the restaurant, Clarissa and Cindee were seated immediately, the owners recognizing Clarissa from a recent lingerie campaign. They dined lavishly, Clarissa did indeed love to eat. It was a truly lovely evening. She laughed like bells ringing, was sweet and fun to be with. Nearing the end of the evening, she reached across the table and smiled, saying "You've been a very sweet and a perfect lady, Cindee." Then Clarissa added, winking "You don't have to be." She leaned over and licked Cindee's ear and stated "I want you to take me home, take our dresses off and sixty-nine with me until we can't walk straight, okay?" Cindee paid the bill as soon as she could and let Clarissa lead her to the car as if in a trance. Clarissa stared at Cindee all the way home and squeezed her knee possessively. She tugged Cindee into her apartment and the pair wrapped themselves around each other, legs entwined, holding each other tight, lips fused together, their breath coming in short gasps. "Clarissa, I ... " she stopped Cindee from speaking. Clarissa strode over to the doorway to the bedroom and began sliding the straps from her dress down chocolate-silk shoulders, baring her breasts. Sweet perfection, dark with rich tiny nipples. Her frame was silky-smooth and her belly was flat, the next thing that was in view was her pussy -- shaved smooth and naked, she'd worn no panties. All she wore were sheer stockings and silvery heels that made those beautiful legs look even longer. She was about to slide them off, but Cindee stopped her. "Keep them on -- you have the most beautiful legs I've ever seen!" Cindee exclaimed. That got a smile. "Okay, but are you planning to join me any time soon?" she teased. For a moment, Cindee felt rooted to the spot, but she moved towards Clarissa and let herself be led to the bed. Clarissa lit a few candles and spread herself languidly on the bed. Cindee got naked and displayed her body teasingly to Clarissa, who quite obviously liked what she saw. Legs as sexy as Clarissa's deserved to be worshiped, Cindee determined. She kissed Clarissa's legs, she stroked them, she massaged her cocoa-brown thighs and she heard delicate sighs turn into little mewls of pleasure, then moans. Clarissa was soaked when Cindee was done, then a sly smile went to her lips. She moved quickly and flipped Cindee over, they were now in the sixty-nine Clarissa had been yearning for. Cindee knew she could cum if she wasn't careful, so she distracted himself momentarily by thinking of other things, like balancing her checkbook and grocery shopping. Mixed Up Family Ch. 03 Clarissa purred "My goodness, you certainly have self-control." "I want to fingerfuck you now -- I want to see those sexy legs of yours spread, okay baby?" Clarissa nodded and Cindee positioned himself between her legs and thrust her fingers deep inside the sweet warmth. Clarissa groaned and purred, matching Cindee's tender strokes by hunching and writhing upwards, dark skin glistening in the candlelight. Clarissa's sleek body was so arousing, there wasn't an ounce wasted on her body and Cindee wanted to feast on every exquisite inch. Her long legs locked around Cindee's back, sexy and sleek, holding her there as he slurped Clarissa's heated cunt. Cindee knew at once she wanted a savage night of lesbian fucking, she was no shrinking violet. Dark eyes filled with heated passion, Cindee fingerfucked Clarissa with vigor as her dark fingers ran through Cindee's blonde hair. This was the best girl-on-girl experience of either woman's life, they took full measure of each other and didn't yield an inch. "Harder darling, God Cindee, we're perfect together. I love it, love it, you're a wonderful fuck, do me baby, do your long-legged slut the way she likes!" Clarissa yelped. Clarissa was dead-on, they were perfect together. If someone had told her a few years ago, she'd be fingerfucking a beautiful dark-skinned model, Cindee would have had them committed. She was nearly ready to let loose, but she saw Clarissa's beaming face and decided one last turn was needed. "Flip over, gorgeous!" Cindee told Clarissa, who got the idea. A smooth silky ass wiggled at Cindee, she licked deeply into Clarissa's pussy from behind. The girl was dripping onto the bed, her juices spilled onto Cindee's licking tongue, she then began to frig the girl from behind. Silky long legs stretched out, Clarissa was a magnificent animal, and for tonight, all hers. Cindee feasted on the drenched cunt and saw Clarissa shake and shudder, which triggered her own climax. The beauties moved together on the bed and kissed softly in intimate pleasure. "Okay sugar, we're adding THIS to our morning workouts!" she giggled. Cindee had no objections, this was more a lot more fun than doing push-ups. She felt Clarissa's tongue licking down, down, down and let her thoughts just drift back to pleasure. Michael fucked his sister-wife for three solid hours after she told him of her tryst with sexy Clarissa. When she heard of his encounter with Lana, she insisted that they go into the Hot Tub, then the shower and fuck again -- they fell into an exhausted slumber in the wee small hours of the morning. Cindee had made arrangements with some of the women at her "Club" for Michael -- and decided right there and then to add Clarissa to the "present". It might be a problem for some couples, but their sexual exploits only served to bring them closer. The latest exploit was one Michael hadn't expected. He sure didn't plan on having a fling with their neighbor's teenage daughter -- it just, sort of -- happened. He'd been "batching" it for a few days as Cindee was out of town with a few of her "Club" friends. She almost never talked about the "Club", but as they had few secrets, it didn't bother him much. He ran into Marlie at the bookstore where she worked. The pretty University student was a cute 18 year-old with a winning smile and sweet face. Michael found Marlie charming, witty and -- despite trying to avoid it -- sexy as hell. When they'd first met, she was dressed like a typical teen, baggy clothes and jeans, little makeup. In the last few weeks though, she'd begun dressing like the sexy girl she was. She no longer wore her long blonde hair in a ponytail, now it was brushed until gleaming and worn loose. The jeans were replaced by dresses, some a bit short, runners gave way to heels, socks or pantyhose replaced by stockings. Makeup was perfectly applied, she wore everything with style and panache. Her manner changed around him as well, she was openly flirty -- her father glared at her a few times, obviously not approving. Marlie paid him no heed. She was so damned smart, they began having weekly coffee dates and Marlie would challenge his preconceptions. He'd hold up his hands and protest "Okay, you win, Ms. Sanders." "It's Miss Sanders, thank you very much, Mister Aimes, I very much enjoy being a girl." "Told you." Which was true, as they'd become friends, he insisted once she got a bit older, she'd appreciate her feminine qualities. And she did, once she got some more money, her femininity became apparent. Marlie's boyfriend didn't seem to notice and she commented on it more than once, it was obviously bothering her. One night, over coffee, the dam burst. Marlie broke out crying, large sobs that practically broke Michael's heart. She poured out her heart to her older friend. "I think I'm sexy and fun to be with, but Ian still sees me as one of the guys, he wants to go out to the bars and hang out. That's okay once in a while, but can't he see I'm changing? I want romance and to go to nice places, what's wrong with that?" He tried to resist the urge, but it was in vain. Michael leaned over the table and kissed her on the lips and spilled his guts. "There's nothing wrong with being treated like a lady and if he can't, he's a damned fool. You're a sexy, desirable creature and he has to be blind not to see it. Any man with a brain cell would want to be with you -- I know I do!" Marlie stared at him -- it seemed like hours, but it was likely only minutes. Her powder-blue eyes didn't blink, not even once. He felt like slinking away, he'd ruined one of the nicest friendships he'd ever had. He figured that Marlie was thinking he was low-life scum for cheating on his sexy wife. Michael got up and was about to leave, but Marlie stood up and yanked his arm. He turned around and she was in his arms, soft and warm and cuddly and .... oh, her lips, warm and pliant, tender and inviting ... and she smelled so good, it was a sexual euphoria. "You want to be with me?" Michael nodded. "You never said a word. What about Cindee?" "I thought it would scare you off. As for Cindee, well, let's just say, she won't mind at all. Listen Marlie, you're my friend and I ..." Marlie kissed him again, with more pressure this time. "I think it would have scared me off, a year ago. But I know you know and I like what I know. No ... I love what I know, I think. But I want to know more . If Cindee won't object, I want us to go to your place and get naked and be crazy, I want to be fucked like a woman should be fucked." Michael made one last, feeble protest. "Marlie, I'm almost old enough to be your father." Marlie squeezed the hand of the man who was about to become her lover. "Maybe that's it, right there. I like older men. You treat me with respect, you notice the little things. You think I'm sexy, but not just a `hot piece of ass' -- not that I don't want to be a hot piece of ass for you, but still. You ask my opinions and you listen. I don't care about your age, I care about the person you are -- and I think you feel the same." He held her hand and squeezed it back. "I do." "So why are we standing around when we should be naked and having fun?" "Beats me!" They didn't go back to her Dorm Room, Marlie had a roommate who was a terrible slob. They almost had to sneak into Michael's home so her parents wouldn't see them together. They were at Michael's for less than a minute when the diminutive teen stood on tip-toe and began kissing him, one hand unbuttoning his shirt, wrestling with his belt and pulling his clothes off. "I take it patience is NOT one of your virtues?" "Nope." Marlie made an almost-burlesque show out of undressing in his bedroom, she vamped it up to the fullest. The miniskirt went first, then her baby-blue blouse, the lacy white bra and matching thong followed. She had on heels and knowing Michael's preferences, she kept those on. "Okay, are you waiting for an Engraved Invitation?" she teased. "Get your ass over here and let's fuck!" Marlie was right -- it was time for loving. He knew his new friend -- no, his new lover -- well enough to know she would want some preliminaries, but not to overdo. She was a horny little minx who wanted cock and would want it sooner rather than later. Michael went to work, he zeroed in on her sweet love patch, with a small landing strip of blonde fur. He began eating her out with skill and patience and she seemed to appreciate that. "Oh fuck Michael, Ian never does that, and it's fucking wonderful !" she yelled. "He doesn't know just how much a girl needs to be played with!" Michael knew, because Marlie had told him of her few dalliances with other coeds, including her roommate and they'd all feasted on her sweet little nook like there was not tomorrow. She mentioned her favorite time, a threeway with a pair of twins that had rocked all three of their worlds. Michael knew then that he wanted to share his latest conquest with the kinky sister he also considered his wife. Michael continued to lick and stimulated her clit until she was bouncing off the walls, shrieking with joy. He was glad the windows were closed, because her parents likely would have heard her squeals of joy. Marlie was a noisy little thing, but it was kinda sexy. Marlie's smooth legs were locked around his back and one tiny foot was drumming on his back as he ate her. Marlie looked so beautiful, her tiny face scrunched up, eyes closed and sweet girlish mewls of joy emanating from her lips. She looked up at him lovingly. "Okay, that was fan-fucking-tastic !" Marlie grinned and looked at his naked body as if seeing him clearly for the first time. "Fuck, you're hung like a mule! Ohhhh, I have got to put that beautiful prick in my mouth and suck on it." Marlie scooched on over to Michael and practically inhaled his dick. Youthful or not, she knew how to suck a cock -- she fondled his balls and she swirled and licked, bobbed and feasted on his dick until it was purple and ready to fuck. Michael knew it had been a long time since he'd wanted to fuck someone this much -- she was youthful, fresh and appealing. "Any preferences?" Michael smiled as Marlie removed her mouth from his dick. "Preferences?" "Position sugar? How do you want to be fucked, darlin'?" he asked the blonde teen. "Ooh -- on top!" Marlie said, knowing somehow that it would be his favorite, just as it was hers. Marlie's body was exquisite, doll-like perfection -- breasts round and perfect, her tush was a bubble-butt and as she wiggled down on his cock, Michael knew her pussy was likely to be perfection as well. She was tight and she began to move, a sensual cacophony of fuckskill, she tightened her pussy muscles around his dick. Marlie felt full and packed full of a hard, fucking cock -- the biggest, thickest best cock she'd ever had and she was grooving on every hard inch. Marlie -- he was fucking Marlie - cute, adorable sexy Marlie, the neighbor's naughty little daughter! Michael tried to wrap his mind around that concept, until a few weeks ago, he hadn't thought of her as a sex partner -- but he found that the joy he was feeling now was allowing that kinky thought to overwhelm his senses. Man , could she throw a man a mean fuck -- she bounced and jiggled atop his rod and Michael wondered how she'd look with another woman, like Cindee. Their relationship had changed, Michael had a new fuckmate who would likely be up for any kinky desire he put forward. He knew he was right, he drove upwards and let Marlie impale herself on his fucking cock. "More, I want more!" Marlie purred, her tight, young body taking all he could give her. Marlie was happier then she ever remembered being, she thought this was the best fucking she'd ever had -- and it was sensual and tender too, his hands touched her with gentle, loving strokes and her body vibrated with joy. She kept thinking how lucky Cindee was and wondered if she'd be willing to share him from time to time -- either solo or in bed. Marlie thought Cindee was very sexy. Michael was screwing a woman he loved -- it was foolish, he knew -- but he realized from the first touch of her lips on his, he adored this sexy bundle of fluff. He knew she felt the same way. Marlie's body was alive with electric pleasure -- she was on the precipice of orgasm and then she went over, screaming loud and feeling an intensity wash over her she'd never known before. Michael hadn't cum yet, but she'd fix that. She jumped off her new lover and took his cock in her mouth, tasting her own pussy juice and his pre-cum. It was only seconds before she was rewarded with a mouthful of salty jizm and she swallowed every drop. Marlie had never done that for a man before, but she wanted to taste his. She nuzzled into his broad chest and smiled. "That was ... oh my, that was ... " "Wonderful?" "Thank you, yes. Wonderful. I feel loved and desired ... and wanted." "I wanted you very much Marlie, couldn't you tell?" "Oh, yes. Can I assume you'll want to fuck me some other time?" "You can." She beamed and she thought for a minute. "Ian's history. He's a nice guy, but he doesn't seem to get me or know what I want. Do you know what I want now?" He smiled and answered "Ice Cream sundaes?" She moved on top of him again and stroked his chest "Guess again, tiger. Guess again." Then she started kissing him again and noticed his cock begin to show signs of life. "Hmm -- when's Cindee due back?" Mixed Up Family Ch. 04 Chapter Four - Tomboy to Sex Kitten Meagan Aimes was talking on the phone with her sister. She'd only recently gone back to Aimes after her divorce, she just didn't feel like a "Cavanaugh" any more. Her twin Rick told her "you'll always be an Aimes to me, sis!" She felt that the horror of her marriage was finally behind her, now she and the kids could get on with their lives. "You want me to join your club, Becks?" Meagan chatted. "I'll think about it – I have so much to do with my new job and being a single parent. But yes, it would be nice to have a night out once in a while. Let me think about it and I'll get back to you, okay?" She hung up the phone and poured a cup of coffee. She adored Becky, she was always trying to make sure Meagan was okay. She stared outside to her backyard. "So much wasted potential" Meagan sighed as she looked at her son's girlfriend, Tammy. Tammy was running around their backyard while Rick tossed a football to her, and back. Tammy's long, ash-blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail and she was dressed in her usual attire, baggy jeans, sweat top and sneakers. Sometimes Meagan wondered if Tammy had any idea how to be a girl. Heather came up behind her mom and gave her a hug. The pretty redhead saw what Meagan was doing and grinned. "Watching Rick's little hottie again, huh Mom?" she punched her mother in the arm. Heather had always wished she could get closer to Tammy, but she spent most of her time with her brother. "You think she's cute, too?" Meagan smiled at her adorable daughter. There was a slightly predatory look in Heather's eyes, but Meagan dismissed it. Her daughter was certainly no lesbian, no more than Meagan herself. "Rick really likes her, but he only sees her as 'one of the guys', Mom. If he opened his dopey eyes, he'd see that she's smokin' hot --- but I don't think Tammy's aware of it either, ya know?" Heather thought her brother was an obtuse jock wayyy too much of the time, but cutie-pie Tammy seemed oblivious to her brother's ineptitude. She wondered if her brother was smart enough to be fucking the little blonde yet. Probably not. Idiot. Heather tried to like her brother, but he was such a guy . She bet in 10 years, he'd be married to some fluffbrained idiot, sitting in front of the TV, beer in hand and getting a paunch. Their father hadn't pushed Rick enough, he had potential to be something, but he didn't apply himself. She wished her Mom would talk to her Uncle Jake, maybe he could help Rick out. She looked at Heather again, then back at her mother. "I wish we could help her see how truly lovely she is dear!" Meagan sighed. Heather adored her mother's generous spirit and all of a sudden, it hit her. "Mom – we could!! Why don't we help her see how hot she is? We could take her shopping and show her how to dress up, how to put on makeup, buy some lingerie – I've got some money and you have a chunk saved from the back-alimony Daddy sent!" Meagan bristled a bit at the mention of her ex. Steve had been dud in the sack who thought leaving her for another, younger woman would renew his "spark." As he hadn't much "spark" before, Meagan knew that was a lost cause, but he'd left her with a fair bit of debt, until her lawyer friend Amanda had hauled his ass into court and nailed him for 3 years back alimony. Now Meagan was sitting pretty. "Baby, that's a splendid idea. I can take her shopping for some nice lingerie and shoes and help her with makeup – you can take her to get her hair styled and buy some clothes. Oh, let's start tomorrow. Tammy!" Tammy ran over to the two women, a bit out of breath from running around. "Yes, Mrs. Cavanaugh?" "I'm using Aimes again Tammy, but that's all right. We have a lovely little surprise for you dear!" The girl's turquoise eyes – rare and stunning – sparkled as she spoke to her boyfriend's good-natured Mom. Despite a nasty divorce, she was always upbeat and friendly, a quality Tammy thought was exceptional. "Ooh, I love surprises, tell me, tell me, tell me !!" Heather warmed inwardly. She knew there was a girlie-girl under all that scruffy exterior, she could see it now with Tammy's obvious excitedness. "Mom and I are going to treat you to a Girl's Day Out – shopping, clothes, hair – you name it. All on us!" Tammy's cute little face scrunched up as Rick came up behind her. "Gee, I dunno ... it's very generous of you, but I really couldn't !" Rick gave his girlfriend a hug. "Ah, go for it hon, the game's tomorrow and the guys will all be over, drinking and making noise ... have fun!" Tammy shrugged, nodded and the two women took her inside to firm up their plans. Heather couldn't wait to see Tammy's transformation, she bet it'd freak her dorky brother out. How could such a dolt get into college and be such a dunderhead? Men! The women went inside to begin planning their excursion. It became apparent within minutes that poor, clueless little Tammy would need far more than a day – it'd likely take two . maybe even three, but the mother & daughter were excited about their makeover project. Even the elfin Tammy seemed to be getting into the spirit of things. Heather got first shift. She drove the new convertible she and Meagan had recently purchased to Tammy's place and honked the horn, the girl ran out in snug white jeans and a black T-shirt. She had on a hint of blush and her hair was long and free, for a change. Cute, damned cute, Heather thought. Heather had chosen to wear a tight little mini, her favorite black stilettos and a matching crop-top. Heather always " dressed for success ". For the briefest of seconds, Heather thought that Tammy was checking her out, but she pushed it aside. Tammy gave her a kiss on the cheek and got in the car. "Where too, coach?" she beamed. "We'll start with hair and facials, so we'll go to Parisienne – they know just how to pamper a girl." The duo walked in the door and were greeted warmly, Heather being a regular customer. All the women seemed to fuss over the curvy redhead, she sat in her chair and they started working on her right away. She went for the full package, they gave Heather a pedicure, manicure, facial and even waxed her legs. "They even trim me --- down there!" she whispered to a surprised Tammy, who was now undergoing her own treatments. Tammy enjoyed the relaxing sensations of being pampered – the stroking and washing her hair, the subtle attention to her body – wow, she knew she wanted to do this again – she looked over at Heather, who was almost done. There was an almost-smug look on Heather's face, like an " I told you so !" "Like it, huh?" she grinned. "Ohhh, my, yess!" Tammy sighed. She felt warm and adored, it was so nice. They spun her around and she saw someone in the mirror she didn't recognize. Her long blonde hair had been cut a few inches, all the frizzies were now gone, it had a light wave now and there were some streaks that were a shade lighter. It framed her face --- but it wasn't the face she saw every day, this girl was feminine and cute. "What do you think of your new look so far?" Heather asked. "I – I'm cute!" Tammy blushed. "I've been telling you that!" Heather laughed, clapping her hands with glee. "But baby, you're not cute – you're sexy !" Tammy looked at Heather and then over at Melanie, who'd done most of the styling. Both nodded. She looked in the mirror again and nodded – they were right! They left the salon and again, Heather could swear she felt Tammy's eyes on her subtly swaying ass. She shrugged it off and led Tammy to her favorite boutique. "Spellz" knew how to dress a girl like Tammy or Heather herself, a bit of trash , a bit of slink , no slut . Despite her initial reluctance, Tammy was like a kid in a candy store. She bought short skirts and she bought tight tops, she bought shorts that hugged her gorgeous little tush, she enthused over each little outfit that Heather or Nikole, the sensual black clerk, brought out. Heather was glad she'd saved a nice bit of money, the bill for today was rather extravagant – but it was worth it to see Tammy so overjoyed. They left the store laughing and giggling, Tammy was now in a white, kid-leather mini, a fleecy tight top and lacy white stockings. Heather had brought along a pair of heels to lend the girl, to help her get used to them and to enhance the outfit. She was so exquisite, a little doll that her idiot brother didn't deserve to have. They drove back to Heather's home and were chatting animatedly on the couch. Meagan was doing a double shift at the Coffee Shop where she worked so she could take Tammy shopping tomorrow. Heather discovered that Tammy was a pleasure to be around, she was such good company, she was glad they were becoming close. The subject, after discussing her new look, turned to sex. "So, do you think Rick will like my new look?" Tammy asked, a slight pout in her face and a quiver in her voice. " If he notices – man, I can't believe what a little doll you are, he's fucking nuts if he can't see that!" Heather enthused. "I knew it, but to see it ..." "I look good?" "You look wonderful . I bet my idiot brother will likely want to get you naked and fuck within 5 minutes of seeing you like this!" Heather snorted. "That'd be a first Heather, we haven't had sex yet" Tammy confessed. Heather stared at her new friend, blank-faced. "You have got to be fucking kidding me." Tammy shook her head, her newly-curled hair swaying a bit. "No. He doesn't want to rush, he's not sure if he wants that kind of relationship with me or just wants to be friends." Tami's statement had now confirmed Heather's beliefs, her brother was a moron. "Okay, that's nuts. If a hottie like you was my girlfriend, I'd keep you in bed for a week." Tammy grinned. "If I was your girlfriend, I'd be happy to stay there, too." Heather blinked, sure she'd not heard Tami right. "I – I'm sorry, I must be hearing things, it sounded like you said ... " Tammy smiled and nodded. "I like Rick and I think I like men, but I've known for a while that I am attracted to girls. I think I have feelings for girls. Well, some girls. Like you. I've noticed you for a while now. You're cute and friendly ... you have a wonderful ass ... and your tits ... " Tammy's voice just seemed to drift off. Heather put up her hands. "Whoa, whoa ... I'm not gay, I ... " Tammy moved quickly forward and kissed Heather full-on the lips. Wow! Oh, wowwwww . She could kiss . My oh my, could Tammy kiss. "Another?" Heather asked softly and Tammy leaned in. This time, Heather involved herself in the kiss. She moved herself closer and their bodies were pressed warmly together on the sofa, she felt Tammy's hand on her stockinged knee and one tiny hand cupped one of Heather's tits. Tammy loved her tits, she had said. Heather felt this wasn't right, but try telling her body that. She heard a tiny whimper and then realized it was her . "I like kissing you ... but I've been so curious about what you look like naked, can I please see your body?" Tammy asked. Heather grinned. "Why don't we see each other's?" "Here or should we take this to your bedroom?" "Here – let's be daring!" Heather giggled. "Okay, let's!" Both girls were extremely nervous, but both were hot as hell to begin the games, so they stripped rapidly. Heather had on thong and stockings to match her heels, black and decadent, silk stockings and stilettos with a silver tip that caught the light. Tammy wiggled out of her new ensemble, her stockings and heels still on, her lingerie – such as it was – tossed to the floor. Heather eyed the bland-looking underwear and was glad her Mom was taking the pretty blonde on another shopping expedition. "I like your lingerie, it's so pretty and feminine!" Tammy said as she moved in and nuzzled Heather's neck. "It looks very sexy on you." "Pretty girls should wear pretty things" Heather purred as her first female-lover nuzzled closer. "We're gonna get you some." "Promise?" "Umm, oh yeahhhh, that feels so nice , yes -- promise!" Heather sighed as delicate, sensual hands caressed her breasts and played with her nipples. Heather enjoyed the sensations of Tammy's hands exploring her body, touching her intimately and making her shudder with newfound feelings. A girl was making her feel this good, not just any girl, hot, yummy , little Tammy. Yummy? How long had she been thinking of Tammy this way, Heather wondered. "You can touch me back Heather, I won't bite!" Tammy said as she nibbled Heather's ear. "Promise?" "No." Tammy giggled. "You seem to know what you're doing Tammy, have you ever ...?" Tammy smiled as she pushed the sexy redhead back on the couch. "No – never. You're my first – ever – but I know what makes me hot and I think it will work for us both. Let me kiss you and prove it, okay?" "Sure." Tammy seemed to have good instincts, tiny kisses and strokes got Heather wild and wilder and wildest within minutes. She was shrieking at the top of her lungs and was barely cognizant of Tammy removing her black thong and baring her pussy. "Oooh, yummy little red cunt. I wanna taste you, can I Heather. Can I lick your fiery little thatch? Can I eat you and make you cum, you naughty little bitch?" Heather thought she'd die if Tammy didn't stop her teasing and do so, she nodded enthusiastically. A long, snaky tongue dipped into her cunt and licked, with a skill that seemed drawn out of the ether. Heather wriggled about, Tammy took that as a sign to lick deeper, harder and faster. "Fuck – who knew you were such a little whore Tammy, don't fucking stop. Eat me, you blonde bitch, suck my cunt! Yeahhh, like that." Heather yelled, adding her own filthy talk to their erotic play. The lewdness of Heather's words inflamed the novice lesbian, but she was no one's fool either. "Heather – come try me, bet you'll like it. We should do a sixty-nine, like I read about in one of your brother's sex books. Wanna?" Heather felt that there was nothing she wanted more . She moved herself around and saw, for the first time, a woman's nude pussy. It was pink and pouty and she wanted to lick it. "You shave?" she asked Tammy. "I had them do it at the Salon" Tammy cooed as Heather patted it lightly while swinging her body on top. "Always wanted to – like?" "Mmm-hmm!" Heather sighed and for the first time, she reached out and licked her fingers which tasted of sweet pussy juice. Lovely. She wanted more and she went for more, settling in on top of Tammy and they began their mutual induction into girl-on-girl sex. Heather felt her brain go into overdrive as she ate pussy and was eaten in return. There wasn't much to it, she found – Tammy'd been right, just do what she liked having done herself. Few of Heather's boyfriends were skilled at Oral Sex and none of them matched Tammy's enthusiasm for eating cunt. Cunt. Sweet, hot, juicy pussy. Twat. Cooze. Heather loved thinking in such perverse terms, she pulled at Tammy's pussy lips with her mouth, suckling and feeling the juices settle onto her eager tongue. Her hands were on Tammy's ass, which was round and delectable. Heather's brain was swimming as Tammy tasted her juices, she wondered how she tasted to her blonde girlfriend. They tumbled over and were now laying side-by-side, hands moving all over each other as they played. Tammy seemed to anticipate all of Heather's kinkiest perversions, letting her lick her own pussy juice from Tammy's fingers - yummy - and even sliding her tongue and fingers into Heather's tight asshole. The next few hours were a whirlwind of lesbian loveplay. Fingers were continually being inserted into pussies, tongues delved deep, asses were slapped, tits were sucked and bodies shook in exhaustion. Heather's body was glowing with exultation and Tammy had never looked wilder, hotter, more feral and hot. The little tomboy had become a wild, horny, slut-bitch in heat. "God, I want you again!" Heather said as she led her new lover to her shower. They soaped each other up and cleaned up and played simultaneously, it seemed they'd become insatiable in their desire for each other. "You'll have me again – next time, in sexy undies !" Tammy giggled as they began dressing again – reluctantly. "Remember, your Mom's taking me out tomorrow!" she said as she kissed her playmate. Meagan didn't sleep very well, she seemed to have a lot on her mind. She was truly looking forward to taking Tammy out for her shopping trip. She finally gave up on the idea of sleep and made herself coffee, had a mug and read the morning paper. Heather came down an hour or so later, grumbled something unintelligible – here daughter was not a morning person – and sat down until she was somewhat pleasant and coherent. "How'd it go yesterday with Tammy, hon?" Meagan asked her daughter. Heather tried hard not to squirm in her chair, hoping her mother wouldn't see her reaction. "Real nice Mom – she looked so pretty and we had a great time!" Oh no! Was she blushing? God, she hoped not! Meagan smiled and poured one more cup of steaming coffee. "I'm taking her to La Vie En Rose, then lunch, then we'll take her to my Salon and have her makeup done and her colors. Sounds like a good idea?" Heather nodded. She couldn't wait to see Tammy in the new underwear, she was almost wet with lust – they'd have to be discreet so Rick or Meagan didn't catch them, but she was aching to see Tammy in sexy, frilly things, writhing in orgasm. She was eagerly looking forward to undressing the sexy little package. Meagan went upstairs and showered, then decided on what she wanted to wear. She wanted to set a good example for Tammy, so she donned a beautifully tailored black pantsuit, with a light black chemise underneath and a tiny thong. She looked at herself in the mirror, for a woman nearing 40, she looked wonderful. She put on a pair of heels that added a few inches to her height, not that the 5'10" tall brunette needed it. She was still in great shape and her curves could still turn heads. She went back downstairs, Heather gave her a kiss and hug. "Wow – you are still so gorgeous Mom, you look hot! Have a good time, I'll see you later on tonight – I have a late class." Tammy showed up about 15 minutes later, and Meagan was already surprised at the change. She seemed like a new person, a bit more bubbly and outgoing, friendly, almost flirty. Tammy was wearing a pleated black skirt and a gold top that hugged her round breasts closely. She had on sandals, but they had heels. Her hair was lovely, the hair salon had done a good job – what a pretty, pretty girl Tammy was. "Approve?" Tammy did a pirouette. "My goodness dear, yes. You look very lovely, now let's go have ourselves an equally lovely day!" She took Tammy's arm and led her to her convertible. They left the top down and off they went, hair tousled by the beautiful wind on this sunniest of days. Their first destination was La Vie En Rose, an upscale Lingerie Shoppe where Meagan and Heather bought all their dainties. Once again, like a spoiled child, Heather squealed and raced around, ooohing and aaahing over all the pretty things. Her sweet nature made Meagan more than happy to indulge her, Tammy wisely consulted Meagan on every selection. She looked so adorable in the teddies and bought her five of them; white, black, powder blue, pink and silver; she bought Tammy a basque with matching stockings; Tammy chose a slinky black negligee that pushed her round tits up high and she bought over a dozen thongs. Meagan also insisted on buying her some lacy new bras and a few French-cut panties "because thongs aren't always practical, sexy as they are." Mixed Up Family Ch. 04 The salesgirls couldn't have been nicer, fussing over Tammy and Meagan, insisting they come back soon. If Meagan hadn't known better, she would have sworn a few of the girls were flirting with them – and it seemed like Tammy was flirting back . She pushed the silly thought from her head and took the pretty blonde to a nice lunch. They enjoyed a night pasta and salad and talked and laughed. Meagan found herself liking Tammy, even more then she expected. The young blonde was bright and charming, sexy in her new look. Meagan hated to admit it, but she was beginning to share her daughter's view – Tammy was too good for her son. Next was her makeup and color consultation – Tammy really seemed to enjoy that and her beautiful violet eyes were now so obvious, brought out by the expert job the cosmetician had done, lightly shaded and captivating. Her face had a new glow and you could see the subtle perfection of her cheekbones so clearly now. With her new hair and clothes, Tammy was a vision of loveliness. Meagan noticed that Tammy even walked differently – prior to her makeover, she'd "clomped" like a boy, now she "sashayed" and had a cute little wiggle to her walk. When they hit the Shoo Store, Meagan was curious to see how Tammy would look in sexy footwear. Marlo, the owner, waited on them personally , Meagan being one of her favorite clients. When she explained to Marlo what she was looking to do, Marlo took a personal interest in their satisfaction. Two pairs of stilettos, one black, one white, were placed in front of a delighted Tammy. She tried on both and they fit exactly. Sexy sandals with a nice heel followed and they too, delighted the girl. GoGo boots – Meagan herself owned a pair for nights out – too rare these days, sadly – looked so cute on Tammy she opted to wear them out of the store. For sheer decadence, Marlo brought the girl a pair of black, thigh-high "Fuck Me" boots – for "special outfits", she winked and Tammy laughed. Marlo also brought two pairs of bedroom slippers, "Mules" she called them – one for Meagan, one for Tammy - "My treat", she insisted. It had been such a fun day, Meagan hated for it to end, so she insisted Tammy come home and join her for a light dinner. They'd had such a big lunch, Meagan called out "Grilled Cheese and a tossed salad okay?" Tammy nodded. "Thank you and Heather ever so much – Mrs ... sorry, Miss ... um, Meagan!" Tammy gushed. "I love my new look, I feel so .. so sexy and girlish!" "You're a lovely girl, you're welcome, and yes, please call me Meagan!" she replied. "Heather told me you two had a wonderful time yesterday!" Just how wonderful a time Tammy was not about to confess, but she smiled and nodded. "All those outfits are so beautiful, I like the naughty lingerie – even though I'm not sure Rick will notice or even care – so maybe I won't let him see them!" she said in a slightly huffy tone. Meagan laughed. "Good for you, dear. Don't let anyone take you for granted – not even my son! Do you have a favorite outfit?" Tammy took a bite of her Grilled Cheese and nodded. "Oh yes --- I really like the black teddy, I think it's so cute. Oooh, could I model it for you, you could tell me how it looks on me?" "Well – certainly Tammy, that would be fine." Meagan smiled. Tammy's face practically became a ray of sunshine. Tammy asked "Do you have a favorite piece of lingerie?" Meagan nodded. "I have a beautiful light-blue peignoir I used to wear when I was married, I haven't worn it in years! It used to make my husband rather – hot!" Meagan giggled, almost uncharacteristically. "Tell you what Meagan, let's both put on our sexy outfits and model for each other and have a nice glass of wine, okay Meagan?" Tammy said in a soft, dulcet tone. Meagan's heart fluttered a bit, she nodded and went into her bedroom to change, while Tammy used Heather's. While she was changing, Meagan felt slightly insecure, nervous and unsure – she was so much older than the young girl, she couldn't compare. She knew this was a ridiculous idea, she still "had it", didn't she? Meagan changed into a tiny pair of blue, French-Cut panties that went with the peignoir and slid into the mules she'd just been given. She caught her reflection in the mirror and remembered why her husband had a need to fuck her every time she wore this outfit – she was hot . She walked back into the living room and saw Tammy seated on the couch. Tammy stood up and walked over to her, eyes appraising every sensual curve. Meagan felt vaguely uneasy, but she couldn't help but admire Tammy's petite beauty. In the black teddy and matching mules, she was one of the most exquisite things Meagan had ever seen. It wasn't quite right, to feel this way, but there it was. Tammy smiled and took Meagan's hands in her own tinier ones. "My, oh my, you are so very sensual. You're truly a beautiful woman, Meagan." Meagan flushed. "Me? Oh dear, you're so lovely, so tiny and delightful, you're the lovely one." Tammy giggled. "Okay, so we're both beautiful women, agreed?" Meagan nodded. Tammy moved closer and said "I'd like to kiss you, as a thank you for all your kindness, would that be all right?" "Of course." Tammy leaned in and brushed her lips to Meagan's. It was a sweet kiss, gentle – but with a promise of more, if one wanted it. Meagan did want it – wrong or right, society be damned, she wanted it very much. She held out her hand and Tammy took it, they walked wordlessly into Meagan's plush bedroom. They sat on the bed and shared another kiss. Meagan could hardly believe this was the same girl who was running around playing football just two days ago. She was so lovely, so feminine, so ... Meagan pulled away. "What's wrong?" Tammy asked, concern showing on her face. "We shouldn't be doing this, you're my son's girlfriend, I'm old enough to be your mother and we're both women ..." Meagan tried to rationalize it all, but words weren't convincing. "We both want to do this, your son and I barely even kiss, you're the most sensual woman I've ever seen and I've been with a woman before. Now, if your heart is beating the way mine is, stop being silly, get over here and kiss me." All of her arguments invalidated, Meagan moved back in towards Tammy, who reached out and caressed Meagan's breasts lovingly, with a soft, delicate touch. Their lips brushed together and they kissed again, tongues tangling and sweet mouths searching for pleasure. Whoever the other woman was – or women were = Meagan envied her or them. She, in turn, played with Tammy's beautiful tits, surprised how natural it felt to be loving this sweet young girl. She just let herself go and enjoy the pleasurable feelings, it had been far, far too long. In tandem, they laid down on the bed, still kissing, gently exploring, The peignoir fell to one side and Tammy kissed the exposed skin, Meagan's smooth flat stomach and her breasts, now bared. Tammy inhaled the gentle scent of Meagan's perfume and it mixed with the smell of arousal. Tammy loved the panties, but they had to go, they were impeding her progress. She yanked them down Meagan's long, tapered legs and tossed them off the bed. "Tsk, tsk – naughty lady!" Tammy teased, noting Meagan's shaved pussy. She parted Meagan's outer lips with her tongue and began eating her, Meagan's juices flowing immediately as Tammy licked her cunt. She looked up into Meagan's dark, beautiful eyes and saw a look of pure animal lust there, it inspired her to work harder at pleasing this incredible, sensual animal. Heat seemed to flow through the women in this family – Heather and her mother were firecrackers, once they got started. Meagan had never been this aroused, it was as if this adorable nymphet knew all the spots to kiss and lick, what buttons to push. Her body thrashed about on the bed, the peignoir was almost stuck to her body, her body slick with perspiration from Tammy's erotic ministrations. "G-Get naked too sweetie, I want to see all of you!" Meagan panted. The cuddly teenager beamed and got out of the teddy quickly, but she kept on the cute sandals and the panties. "Take 'em off me, sexy!" Tammy growled. Meagan was so aroused, she did something she'd only seen in porno movies – she yanked them off, teasingly, slowly, with her teeth. Tammy's sweet pussy was glistening with juice and she smelled heavenly She had to taste Tammy's muff, she stroked it reverently and inserted two fingers, wiggled them about and removed them. Tammy tasted as good as she looked. Meagan went for broke, burying her face in the teen's blonde cunt and eating her ferociously. The sex-starved brunette loved this, she pondered how she was going to keep this a secret from Heather and Rick, because she instinctively knew she and Tammy would do this again. "Have you ever done sixty-nine ?" Tammy asked. "Once or twice, after my divorce, with a few adventurous men. But I want to now – with you. Let's go for it!" The sultry brunette lay back and let Tammy be on top and she felt the adventurous tongue slither into her pussy. That propelled her to renew feasting on Tammy's pussy – she was so excited, so horny, could life get any better? "MOM!" Oh, dear God! Heather stood in the doorway, a shocked look on her face. Meagan moved away from Tammy, drawing the covers to herself> Tammy remained eerily calm. "I- I thought you had a class ... " Meagan stammered. "They cancelled it, teacher had a migraine. Mom, what the fuck .. with Tammy ?!" Heather said, hands on hips, obviously more than a bit angry. "Like mother, like daughter" Tammy said in a calm tone, looking at both women. " What ?!" Meagan and Heather said in unison. "Meagan, you and I today and Heather and I yesterday. You're both obviously into girls or bi, because you took to it so readily. No complaints from this end, so everyone just stay cool, okay?" Meagan sat back, in total confusion. "I don't believe this, this is insane. Now what do we do?" Heather, dressed in a snug pair of shorts and a tiny top, leaned against the doorframe. "Fucked if I know." Tammy sat on the edge on the bed, she'd still made no attempt to cover herself. "I have a fun idea, if anyone's interested?" Both women looked at the tiny blonde, she grinned lewdly. "We could all fuck – together, in one naughty pile!" Meagan looked aghast. "No, no ... that'd be wrong, mother and daughter sharing a lover ..." "Oh, I want much more than that Meagan I want you to share each other too, darling!" Tammy purred in a totally different style than they'd ever here her use. "That would be ... " " Incest Meagan, fuck yes. The ultimate in perversion. Mother / lover / daughter, rolling around in a pile of disheveled flesh, licking, fucking, acting like sluts and not giving a fuck ... " "Dear God!" "I'm up for it." Tammy and Meagan both turned to look at Heather, who was already tossing top, shorts and sandals aside. She stood there before her mother and their shared lover, scrumptious and naked, in heat. Heather was a modern, free-thinking girl – she found the idea strangely compelling and there was no denying her mother's allure. "Why not? We all seem to dig women, if you weren't my Mom, I'd be up for fucking you ... Mom, Meagan, you're hot . Tammy and I obviously have no secrets from each other, why shouldn't we have a little slutty fun, we can't get pregnant and who can we hurt?" Meagan's mind was reeling. Tammy got off the bed and embraced Heather, tittie to tittie, their young bodies entwined in perverse lust, tongues joining. It was lewd, but the girls were right – it was sexy and who could they hurt? Meagan held her arms open, deciding to give in to perversity. "Okay, get over here, you young whores and take care of me. I'm horny as hell and I want to eat some pussy – Heather, sit on my face, you little slut!" Tammy's heart fluttered a bit, she hadn't been sure she would be able to pull this off – most of her bravado was pure bluff. As for Heather, the tiny redhead breathed a sigh of relief and felt herself tremble as she joined her mother on the bed. She straddled Meagan's head and felt her mom grab her asscheeks and pull her pussy down hard onto her licking tongue. Oooh, her mother's tongue was so fucking good , she was a natural. She turned around and saw Tammy eating cunt and she blew her friend and lover a naughty kiss. Tammy moved up a bit and squeezed Heather's tits. "I just love her tits!" Tammy cooed to Meagan. "I love your hands on them!" Heather sighed, mixing tongues with Tammy while her mother sucked her off. She was drenching her cuntlapping mother's face and the prospect thrilled her. "Switch!" Tammy yelled and they all moved around. Now it was Heather eating her mother out, Tammy eating Heather and Meagan was slurping Tammy's pussy. The bed squeaked in protest, but no one heard it, they were all having the time of their lives. "Tammy's right!" Meagan giggled as their hands moved and their tongues licked heated flesh. "About what, Mom?" Heather asked. Meagan squeezed her daughter and pulled her close, sharing their first incestuous kiss. "You DO have great tits ... and now I get to play with them!" Heather melted into her mother's embrace. "Any time you want Mom!" she sighed as Tammy moved between her legs and began fingerfucking her lewdly. "I think I'm going to be spending a lot of time over here!" Tammy giggled as she sucked on Heather's fiery bush. "Probably – we'll give you a drawer in Heather's room and you can keep some of your lingerie over here!" Meagan said as she and her daughter moved together sensually. "We'll have the naughtiest slumber parties, with all these sexy clothes ... oh Heather, you and I are going to have to shop for some new fuckwear too!" Heather thrilled at the prospect of going shopping with her two new lovers ... doing insane, perverse things in the changerooms, seducing a cute salesgirl, buying sexy toys and using them on each other ... ooh, the possibilities were endless. They were exhausted, so Meagan made a pot of coffee, they all had some and cuddled, Heather got up and left the room. Tammy lay cuddled up with Meagan, satisfied, happy. Both knew Rick was now minus one girlfriend – why worry about one lover when you have two willing to cater to your every erotic whim? Heather walked back into the room in a black PVC bustier and matching panties, black latex boots that went all the way up her legs, looking whorish, slinky and spectacular. Mother and playmate both were thrilled and their energy renewed as they followed the lusty redhead back into the bedroom. Tammy's mind flashed on the possibility of taking her mother and older sister on a shopping trip like the ones she'd just had. It would cost her most of her savings, but it would likely be worth it. Correction – she knew that it would. Mixed Up Family Ch. 05 Chapter Five – Girls Night In Dian Nguyen and Cherise Aimes were not happy campers. Cherise had planned a night out dancing at the Palais Nightclub she and her on-again, off-again boyfriend Tim, had frequented. She'd done herself up real nice, short mini, heels, sexy sparkling top, the make up and the hair just so. The night prior, Dian had asked if she could tag along, her parents were out of town visiting relatives and she was bored, she wanted to dance with some cute guys and have a night on the town. The two 20-year olds had been best friends since Chelsea's cousin Dian had moved to their town from LA over a decade ago. Tthe idea of her cousin coming along for some fun sat very well with Cherise. She told Tim to pick them up at Dian's house and they decided to watch a movie and have a snack before going out. "More Fritos?" "Thanks". Cherise took a handful from the bag and took another mouthful of Pepsi. "The Princess Bride" was nearly over and Tim was over 90 minutes late. "He's not coming, is he?" "Nope." "He stood me up." "He did." Cherise was pissed. She'd needed a night out, she was overly tense and was working very hard to save money for her own place. She and Dian both had jobs at the local Dunkin Donuts but serving coffee didn't pay much and the money was tight. Still, she treated herself every once in a while to alleviate the stress. "He's cheating on you, you know that, right?" Cherise whirled around to face Dian. There was a small look of sadness of Dian's lovely features as she told her cousin what she'd known for a while. "How do you know?" Dian sighed. "My brother said that Tim told him he's seeing Diana Lee." "That bastard. That motherfucking bastard ." Cherise couldn't help it, the tears started to flow. Dian hugged her best friend / cousin close and let her cry it out. "Was he your first?" "Uh-huh." Dian sighed. "Well, at least you've had a first. With my parents, I might as well be in a convent." Cherise knew that her Aunt and Uncle were very strict with their daughter, not like the socially-liberal Aimes family. Her Aunt didn't seem like an Aimes at all, really. "So ...?" "So what?" "So -- how was he?" "Oh -- that . So-so." Cherise laughed. "Poor Diana -- not that I have any basis for comparison, but if that's as good as he gets, she's going to be wearing out her vibrator!" "Isn't Diana supposed to be a friend? Bitch!" Dian spat. "She's getting what she deserves!" Cherise patted Dian's tiny hand. "Don't sweat it. I doubt it's her fault, Diana's not the brightest bulb in the pack. He probably fed her some line and she fell for it. Tim's no great loss, I'll find someone else." Dian looked at her watch. "Hey, it's still early for a Saturday. You still want to go? The Palais will likely still be busy, lots of sexy guys willing to buy us drinks and I don't have a curfew wtih the folks being away and all. Your Mom's gone to her Club meeting, so she won't expect you back tonight, so you still want to go?" Cherise scrunched up her face. "Nah -- to tell you the truth, after this, I've kind-of soured on the male species for a while." "I guess, but it's a shame. You look so hot, too bad no one is going to get to see it." "Thanks. You really think I look hot?" "Babe, you always look hot. Don't you know that, you're one of the hottest-looking women I've ever seen." "Oh, knock it off." "No, really. My brother always makes excuses to be around when you come over. Lots of guys are going to be lining up when they hear you've dumped Tim." "Haven't done it yet." "You will." Cherise sighed. "Yeah, probably. But hey, you look pretty good yourself there, cutie. The boots and skirt new?" Dian stood up and did a little spin. "Yeah, the skirt was on sale and I've always wanted a pair of kicky GoGo boots. I splurged, so you like 'em?" "Yeah. So tough break guys, the two hottest chicks in town are staying in!" Cherise stated emphatically. "I don't mind, I like the company!" Dian beamed. "Thanks hon, but I do regret one thing." "What's that?" "All this work and I'm not getting fucked tonight." The wheels in Dian's mind began spinning. The petite Asian had never voiced these thoughts, but she knew if she ever would, now was the right time. She took Cherise's hand and led her to her bedroom. She opened a bureau drawer and handed her cousin a glossy magazine. "Hey, what is this?" "Look and see." "It's some kind of girlie-girl porno mag. Where'd you get it?" "Mom needed some help cleaning last month and I found it in my brother's room. He doesn't know I have it. So, what do you think. Pretty sexy, huh?" "I don't know, why are you asking?" "Well, I don't have a date and yours stood you up, and you're horny and I'm horny, so ... " Dian gestured to the magazine. "Are you saying you want us to have girl-on-girl sex?" Cherise literally fell over when she heard this, Dian helped her friend up and back onto the bed. "This is insane. Not only have I never done it with a girl -- but we're cousins !" Dian brushed Cherise's cheek softly and told her "I really don't think it's so insane. I've always thought you were beautiful. I sometimes check out other girls, like I'm seeing what the competition is like out there and you're still the most beautiful girl I know. You're confident and sexy and since I found this magazine, all I can think about is you and I all tangled up together, making love. Yes, we're family -- but who loves you more than family? We won't be hurting anyone, only pleasuring each other and expressing our love for each other." "Wow." "You've never thought about it?" "No. Not even once . I thought you were so quiet, this shy little virgin, but you're really blowing my mind. I guess there's some Aimes blood in you after all, Di. You realize that if we do this, we can never go back. Our relationship will change forever and ... " Dian had silenced her delectable cousin with a kiss that literally took Cherise's breath away. It was so soft and intoxicating, she closed her eyes and drifted, then she realized what they were doing. She pulled away and her eyes were wide. "Somebody had to make the first move!" Dian sighed. "Now do you believe I'm serious? We're best friends, I think we'd be wonderful as lovers. The choice is yours Cher -- I'm willing to take the risk, if you are. It'd solve one problem -- neither one of us would lack for sex." Cherise mulled it over, but her body was doing its utmost to convince her. Her nipples were rock-hard and she knew she was moist. She'd been pretty adventurous with Tim, but she somehow knew it wouldn't be a long-term thing -- he wasn't a very good lover and he was impatient and not very inventive. She didn't love him, he was just a nice-looking guy and a handy fuck. Dian, on the other hand, was her best friend, sweet and kind -- yes, sexy, if Cherise had to admit it. Who were they going to hurt? Not only that, but this way she could have her revenge by cheating on Tim as well and no one would ever know. Dian sure as hell wasn't going to say anything. "Earth to Cher -- you're kinda spacing out over there!" "Sorry. I was thinking about what you said." "Okay. Have you made a decision?" Cherise bit her botTim lip and nodded. "Okay, are we going to bed together or are we going to watch another movie adn stuff our faces?" "Bed." Dian let out a squeal and kissed Cherise, hard. This time, Cherise kissed back. Their tongues tangled and the kiss grew hotter, fiercer, more demanding. Dian let out a tiny whimper, Cherise knew how to kiss and she wanted those sweet lips tasting her skin. "I think we should get naked." "Uh-huh." Dian stood up and kicked off the GoGo boots and wriggled out of her tiny, flared miniskirt. She had on lacy French-cut panties and matching pink bra, it looked very sexy and feminine against her golden skin. Cherise started to undress, but Dian took her hand, kissed her sweetly again and said "Please, let me." Cherise smiled and let Dian remove her top, her delicate breasts unencumbered by a bra. Dian suckled each nipple for a few seconds, then trailed her hand lightly across Cherise's smooth, flat tummy, moving to remove her skirt. Cherise just let the sensations wash over her, she was only vaguely aware of her skirt being slid down her legs. Now all she had on was a thong and heels, within seconds, only the heels remained. Dian looked over at her, winked and licked the stiletto tip as she worked her way up Cherise's sexy, sleek legs and towards her pussy. It was torture of the most exquisite kind and despite her earlier misgivings, Cherise wasn't in the slightest bit put off. Her body was alive and she felt more at ease than she had her first time with Tim. Dian was treating every inch of her with love and lust and her kisses were the most arousing thing Cherise had ever felt. "I'm doing okay?" Dian asked. Cherise had forgotten this was her cousin's first sexual experience, she seemed so proficient. She just nodded wordlessly and let Dian continue her explorations. She looked down and the girl was there -- right above her cunt, where Dian knew that once she dove in, Cherise and she would begin a new relationship. Dian didn't think she'd ever wanted anything more in her life, she splayed Cherise's pussylips apart and her tongue entered, laving it with sweet, loving strokes. Pussy was so good , Dian thought, and she eagerly sought more. Cherise arched her body up for more of the girl's seeking tongue and tried to contain herself. There was another girl between her legs, her best friend, her cousin, now her lover, tasting, teasing and pleasing her to the brink of insanity. Dian was an eager little thing, her tongue would move serpentine over her pussy, then dive in and gobble, both made Cherise squirm in delight. All reservations were gone, she was just going to let Dian do whatever the hell she wanted. "Eat me baby, suck my pussy, eat my cunt !" Cherise growled, hoping the lewd words might further arouse Dian. They did -- the girl crooked a finger and as she ate twat, she also fingered her cousin and the heated sensations increased in Cherise's pussy. She wouldn't have expected this of her quiet little cuz, Dian was a little tigress once she got going. "Roll over!" Dian barked and Cherise did as told. She felt Dian's tongue slither in and out of her pussy and her hands caress her ass. "You've got the sexiest ass!" Cherise had a sense of self-satisfaction as Dian licked her from behind -- and then a sense of shock as Dian's naughty little tongue and fingers licked her asshole a few times. "Migod, you're a fucking perverted slut !" Cherise cursed, but she meant it as a compliment. "Guilty as charged, just be quiet bitch, and you'll fucking love it!" Dian responded, putting up a brave front. She was scared as hell, but so far, her movements had been right on the money. It was so fucking exciting to be doing something this pervy, and with Cherise along for the ride, she knew she wanted to do more. Cherise moaned and cooed as Dian's tongue and hands traveled along her body, every place the girl touched seemed to come alive with electric thrills. She felt a fierce pulse go throughout her body and she shook, hard -- and then realized, this was a true orgasm. She thought she had cum with Tim, but it had never felt like this. Dian had made her cum and she was gasping for breath. Dian hugged her, concern showing in her dark eyes. "Oh baby, are you okay?" "Okay? Okay? You fucking little slut , you just made me cum . Christ, that was incredible!" "You never came with Tim?" "I guess not -- it felt good, but nothing like that. Dian, that was so fucking amazing!" Dian felt a very satisfied feeling flash throughout her body. "Okay lover, care to return the favor?" Cherise replied with a loud "You Bet!" that surprised even her. Dian and she switched places. Now, her beautiful cousin was lying seductively on the bed, their eyes meeting. She gave Dian another kiss, this time she was nervous, but she tried to steel herself. Dian had given her such bliss, she yearned to return the favor. If indeed their relationship had changed, it was only for the better -- with every little kiss of her lips on Dian's, she felt her heart flutter a bit. Cherise moved her lips downward, nuzzling Dian's neck, smelling the subtle scent of Vanilla. She nuzzled her cousin's ear, ran a gentle fingertip along the line of Dian's neck, she rubbed her shoulders and heard the pretty girl almost purr with pleasure. Seeking lips clamped around Dian's nipples, they hardened into erect little buds as Cherise continued her sexual explorations. Dian's skin was a shade darker than her own, her body slender and sexually appealing. She kissed down the girl's sleek belly and inched her way to Dian's pussy, surprised to find it clean-shaven and pink. A subtle scent wafted to Cherise's nose, it was not unpleasant -- it was arousing, a sexy musk. She was trembling -- but bravery won out and she kissed the pouty pussy, gently, reverently and was rewarded with a sweet, honey taste on her lips. She wanted more, so Cherise moved closer and fastened her lips to Dian's cunt. She slid her tongue out and delved into her cousin's pussy, licking and lapping, her tongue a whirling dervish as she took her first taste of cunt. It would not be her last. She ate Dian hard and could feel her cousin's hands on her head, holding her in place. Dian's soft thighs clamped around Cherise's head while she ate her out. Cherise was a mind-blowing lesbian lover, Dian knew -- later on, they would have to try out some of the moves the girls in the magazines were making. Right now, it was all poor little Dian could go to remain focused -- she was lost in an erotic spiral of girl-on-girl pleasures. "Oh shit, oh my dear-fucking-good-Lord Cher, this is wonderful. Don't stop, you fucking bitch, eat me, lick me and don't-fucking- stop !" Dian howled. Her body arched forward in an erotic spasm as her very first orgasm at the hands of another overcame her. The girls lay together, wrapped in each other's arms, kissing. They couldn't go back, but they didn't want to -- it was all too perfect, it all seemed to make perfect sense. They stayed quiet for a while -- then Dian got up and came back with a bottle, an Ice Bucket and two glasses. She plunked herself on the bed and gave Cherise another warm kiss. "Champagne?" Cherise was puzzled. "I think we have something to celebrate, don't you?" "Yes, I suppose we do, but won't your parents miss it?" Dian giggled. "No, not really -- it's mine , a gift for my birthday. Shall I pour you a glass?" "Yes, please." Cherise giggled as she sipped her drink. "They're right -- the bubbles really do tickle your nose." Dian laughed as Cherise intoned "Well, this was a fun evening. Fritos, Pepsi, a movie, good sex and champagne." " Great sex." "You're right -- great sex." She kissed Dian sweetly and sipped more champagne. "It's still too bad we didn't go dancing, though. I was hoping to show off a few new moves." "Oh, I'd say we learned a few new moves!" Cherise swatted her cousin's scrumptious tush. "Goodness, you're a little scamp. I am going to have to be careful around you, aren't I? Have I told you I like your new hairstyle?" Dian had gone out the previous day and had her hair colored, layers of maroon and brown blending in with her darker hair. "I'm glad you like my hair. I'm glad you think I'm sexy, because I plan to have my way with you on a regular basis!" Cherise's sexy playmate chuckled. Dian poured each of them another half-glass, which they drank and then they wrapped their arms around each other. "What next?" Cherise queried. "Let me show you -- I always think this looks very sexy!" Dian said, pointing to a picture in the magazine that showed two girls in a very sensual pose. "That's called sixty-nine sweetie -- sure, I can go for that, it looks like fun. Who goes where?" "You go on top gorgeous -- let me be on the bottom. Okay lover, let's do this and don't you dare let up -- eat me alive, okay baby?" Gingerly, the girls moved into the position each wanted to try -- Cherise lowered her slender body atop her cousin's and she moved her face into Dian's pink cunt once again. She felt her cousin-lover's tongue slide into her pussy once again and Dian's hands clutching her ass, tight, holding her in place. Cherise could feel the smoothness of Dian's body against her own and she began to really eat pussy, with much more intensity than her previous session. Perhaps it was the added stimulus of having Dian feasting on her, but she was wilder this time, she was really chowing down on the delicious morsel that was Dian's cunt. The sweet, babyish cunt was a delicious morsel, tender and unused looking and it thrilled her that she had been her cousin's first lover. It was both an honor and an erotic thrill. Cherise had more experience than her cousin, but not much. Still, she put her all into giving Dian the lesbian loving she deserved. Her tongue invaded as deeply as she could get it and her hands gripped her lover's smooth ass and held her tight against her seeking mouth. She licked and jabbed and fingerfucked Dian with the full intent of providing her with the best erotic stimulus she could summon up. From the moans and ways Dian's body was writhing underneath her, she knew she must be doing something right. Dian, for her part, was hanging on for dear life and thanking the stars above she'd had the stones to suggest this. She was hooked and as her tongue slathered along Cherise's thighs and over her pussy, she knew her cousin was too. She loved the taste of pussy and at the moment, she didn't care if she ever had a cock inside of her -- this was erotic beyond her wildest imaginings. " HuhuhuhUH !" Dian panted as her orgasm shook her to her very foundations. She drove past it and really sucked Cherise's clit and pussy, stimulating her cousin to climax mere minutes later. Both girls were exhausted, yet neither one wanted to stop. The afterplay continued for a while, until they decided to have a bit more to drink and snuggle. "Wow -- what a great first fuck!" Dian sighed. "Well -- technically, no. You're still a virgin, really." "Oh, pooh." Dian pouted. Cherise kissed her on the lips. "Don't worry swettie, I have a few ideas on how to fix that. Your folks are away for a few more days, right?" "Right." "Okay, we'll talk. Wow, this is going to be a hard night to beat." Dian had a few ideas of her own, now that the sexual wheels were turning. Diana Lee was kinda hot -- maybe she and Cherise could show the other Asian girl that there were better things in the world than Tim? She wondered ... Mixed Up Family Ch. 06 Chapter Six -- Biker Bitch Jake Aimes could never figure his wife out. Becky seemed to run hot and cold, her affection waxed and waned. Some nights, she was still the wildcat he married, snarling and biting and begging for his cock. Other days, she was so cold, he could have chilled a beer between her legs. Luckily, he still had the affections of his daughters. Belinda was always snuggling close whenever she visited, he seemed to know his son wasn't the man his poor daughter had thought she'd be. Beth had always loved kissing or hugging her Daddy. His daughters were the apple of his eye and he was certain at times, if he hadn't loved them so much, he would have told Becky to hit the road. But every time divorce crossed his mind, Becky would be at the bedroom door in something slinky and fuck his brains out. He couldn't do with just her affections though, so when his secretary, golden, sexy, raven-haired Grace made a drunken pass at him at last year's Christmas party, he went for it. The beautiful Korean girl took him home and fucked him blind, doing a lingerie fashion show to start, fucking him in the shower to finish. The in-between had been pretty hot as well. The affair had started that night and continued to this day. Oddly, his daughter Beth and Grace had become best of friends and often lunched together. A few times, Becky even made it a trio. He wondered if Beth knew about his affair with Grace, but if she did, she certainly never let on. But last week, Grace had announced she needed a leave of absence. After a wild night of fucking while she was wearing long black boots and a tiny leather choker, she gave him the news. "My Mom's not well and my parents always took the best care of me, lover-boss!" she said as she snuggled up to him in their love-nest. "Don't worry, I'm not going away any longer than I have to, but you'll need to find a replacement. Hire a cutie boss, you'll need someone to replace me in the sack, too!" she chuckled. Once again, this is where Becky surprised him. When he told her about Grace's departure, she had an answer. "Why not hire my niece, Miranda?" He cringed a bit. Miranda was a quiet young woman, likely the kind of girl who would make a perfect secretary and assistant, but he had plants in his office with more life than Miranda. Still, he needed a secretary more than he needed sex and he considered family important, so he agreed to try her out in the job. Within a week, Miranda had taken to the job like she'd done it all her life. She was efficient, friendly and seemed to be there whenever Jake needed her. Coffee, memos, anything -- she was perfect and although he missed Grace's wild sexuality, Miranda was her equal professionally. Jake belonged to a Motorcycle club, one that he'd joined on his 18th birthday. He loved riding a bike, currently he was riding a Classic Triumph he had restored himself, there was also an old Indian in the process of restoration and he had his eye on a very reasonably-priced Yamaha. He admired the beauty of the older models, the design of the bikes, the lines and the thought that went into them. There was also a sense of power he got from riding a bike that had never left him. At least once a week, he rode his motorcycle to work, it made him happy. It was a passion he didn't share with Becky, although when she was smaller, Beth had loved to ride on the back of his bike, holding Daddy tight. Being on the motorcycle, feeling the wind and paying a lot less for gasoline all relieved a lot of Jake's stress. The biker club to which Jake's belonged was called "The Execs" because almost every male & female member of the club worked for a Fortune 500 company. Jake himself was making in the high six figures, his evenings and weekends on the bike were one of his ways of blowing off some steam, especially since Becky's on-and-off attitude was driving him buggy. He didn't think it was entirely his fault, Jake took some responsibility -- he'd worked so hard to make a life for himself and Becky and their girls that he hadn't enough time for them for several years. Now that he had the time to enjoy their company, the girls had lives of their own and Becky -- well, he hoped someday he might figure that one out. He'd come home many nights and she'd tell him she was off to one of her "Girl's Club" meetings, give him a quick kiss and was gone. Miranda asked him about the club one afternoon, making idle conversation with her favorite Uncle. "It sounds like fun, Uncle J." She sighed. "I could use some fun in my life; maybe I'll get a bike and join you." Jake smiled at that comment, but he doubted anything like that would ever happen. Miranda was just too quiet and unassuming. A few weeks passed and she never seemed to mention it again. He did think of it from time to time, it amused him a bit to think of his young secretary / niece vrooming down the highway. Riding had truly been his salvation since Becky's change in attitude; it took his mind off his loneliness and the strange place their marriage seemed to be in. He drove up to the Coffee Shack they all frequented and saw a fair number of bikes parked there, it was Friday the 13th, a traditional gathering day for bikers to go on a long ride to Port Charles. Jake always participated, but as he made his way to the front to purchase some coffee for his Thermos, he saw that many of his fellow bikers were crowded around a pretty, long-legged, dark haired biker babe, clad in tight black leather pants, stiletto heels and a black leather top that left her midriff bare. Jake had a thing for leather clothing, he'd bought some for Becky years earlier, but she wouldn't wear it, it just wasn't her thing. She'd given it to Beth, who wore it frequently, and he had to admit, his daughter had the body for it. Whoever this biker-chick was, she had to be gorgeous, from the crowd she was attracting. She looked to be in fabulous shape, with pale blue eyes he knew he'd seen before. Figuring she was likely the girlfriend of one of the other members, he walked away to buy his coffee and heard "Hey, Uncle-bossman!" Jake's head practically came off, he twisted around so fast. "Miranda?" "You can call me Randy Unc -- so, what do you think?" she said, displaying some nicely tanned flesh that was firm, no flab on her anywhere Jake could see -- and he could see practically all of her. Where had this foxy little honey come from? She was like a Soap Opera character, Miranda's naughty twin. She even had a naughty twinkle in her eye. Miranda walked close to her relative-employer and he caught a subtle waft of perfume. Randy walked quite differently than the unobtrusive girl at his office. Speaking up, she said "I joined the gym a while back and I've been taking riding lessons for the last few weeks. But I play it cool at work and dress professional; I don't want all the guys hitting on me -- well, maybe just one guy!" Randy jabbed one finger in his chest. "Think we could ride together to Port Charles?" Jake just nodded mutely, there was something captivating about the new Mira ... he meant, Randy. They made the journey to Port Charles, side by side and a few times Jake found it hard to keep his eyes on the road. Her ass was firm and sculpted in the leather pants, her hair blowing in the wind, but those legs ... he was going to request his niece-secretary be a little less professional in her manner of dress from now on, he wanted to see a little more of those legs. He was the boss, if he wanted her to wear tight leather pants to work, he was pretty sure she'd have no issue with that. Randy was a little sexpot and she wasn't exactly being subtle about it either. The bikers all arrived in Port Charles a bit before lunch, everyone finding a nice fish restaurant in which to eat. Randy, who had never been there before, allowed Jake to pick the place. They sat close together, not that they had much choice as everything was packed, but Jake would've chosen to sit close anyway. Far from being the timid little mouse Jake assumed his wife's niece to be, Randy was captivating, a total turn-on, it was like unwrapping a new Christmas present. Her eyes danced, she wasn't at all quiet and Jake found that Randy could indeed be quite raucous if she wanted to. This leather-clad Randy kept Jake on his toes. He was absolutely smitten by the hot woman who'd been under his nose for the past few weeks. There was a wild woman under all that sexy, form-fitting leather and he wanted to see her slither out of the tight clothes and reveal what little of her body he had not yet seen. She was his wife's niece, not his, but even if she had been one of his own daughters, he knew he'd still want to fuck her. He wasn't sure how he was going to make that happen, but Jake knew before the weekend was out, he was going to bed Randy. Evening came quicker than expected and as Jake had spent a good part of the afternoon drinking, he was sensible enough not to attempt to drive home. Even though he was mostly sober, he used that good judgment and rented himself a nearby Hotel Room. Randy asked if she perhaps could crash with him? He smiled -- she smiled back. Now, both of them knew what was going to happen, they were on the same wavelength. Jake doubted they'd get much -- if any - sleep tonight. No worries -- tomorrow was a Saturday; it'd be worth losing a little sleep if his instincts were on the money. The door to their hotel room had barely closed behind them when Jake and Randy found themselves in each other's arms, kissing passionately. Jake's clothes came off easily and his lean, toned body was on display to Randy. His niece seemed suitably impressed, she pulled away and took off her top -- her tits were round and beautiful and large. Next, she wriggled out of the tight leather pants, but the stilettos remained in place. "You're going to fuck me while I'm wearing them, my dear studly Uncle -- it's always been one of my fantasies!" she purred as she came close again and raked her nails against his chest. For a second, a brief shyness came over them, but it was replaced by desire once again as they sat on the bed and kissed, hands roaming over bodies that were both familiar and unfamiliar. Jake couldn't believe this sexy, wanton fuckbitch was the quiet, efficient secretary he'd known these past few weeks, his wife's shy little niece? He was going to enjoy screwing her almost as much as he enjoyed screwing Grace. Jake, who often bought naughty little outfits for his secretary-mistress, wondered if he could do the same for Randy? Would she be offended if he bought her a leather mini and asked her to wear it -- perhaps going without panties? She had the perfect ass and legs for sexy leather clothing. Oh, and boots ... yeah, she'd look great in boots. Jake took in her long, sexy legs and couldn't wait to feel them wrapped around him while he was fucking her, hard and long. He ran his hands up and down her legs and kissed her soft thighs, which clamped around his head. "God, those legs of yours ... I have got to fuck you. Randy, I want to feel those legs of yours wrapped around me, how did I miss how fucking sexy you are?" "I've always wanted to fuck you, Uncle J ..." Randy hissed as she kissed her boss' masculine form "... but I was too ... you know. Not anymore! I'm going to take what I want Uncle-boss, so lay back and prepare for the best ride you've had this weekend." The first thing to be ridden was Jake's licking tongue, the raven-haired beauty straddled his face and let him go to work on her cunt, which she'd shaved bare. She tasted wonderful, a bit musky and spicy and Jake made sure his tongue did a great job in getting her worked up. Randy and Jake were fairly close in height, so once he was sucking her pussy, she swung her body around and worked her magic on his cock. Randy hadn't been whoring around; she didn't seem like the type to do that, so it went without saying that she wasn't the most experienced lover. No matter -- Randy knew she'd make up for it in enthusiasm for the Uncle she said she adored. Her tongue danced and swirled while she experienced the sensation of sixty-nine for the first time. Jake was devouring her and her entire body was awash in new sensations, days at the office would be much different from now on. She'd always thought his desk would be big enough for two to fuck on and promised that on Monday, she'd put that theory to the test. While she had the chances, she was going to make sure her Uncle's cock got a good workout each and every day she was filling in as his assistant. Jake wasn't about to let his niece do all the work, so he pulled her away from his shaft, but only for a moment. Now, he used his strong arms to lift the curvy, sultry brunette on to his dick and let her slide down on it so she'd feel only slight pain. He had no idea how much experience the incendiary brunette had, but from her demeanor, he guessed not too much. While she was wild now, he somehow guessed some of this behavior was an act put on solely for his benefit. Just as Jake expected, her pussy was snug as hell, but there were little delights he'd never seen before, like the pierced navel on a tummy flat and smooth. Her entire body moved sinuously atop Jake, wildcat Randy had replaced shy, reserved Miranda. Randy was really fucking him now, putting her all into it. Hips thrusted and moved and rolled, she was taking him in and her body was fucking back against his pounding cock, jet-black hair whipping about. If Becky had been able to fuck like him with this kind of fury, he might have spent a bit less time at the office -- or at least had her cum for "lunch." Randy was the kind of piece of ass a man wanted, she fucked with everything she had and if it wasn't enough, she'd find a way to give even more. Her lithe young body rode her Uncle's cock and while she was impaled on it, she groaned and squealed and was a noisy, sexy little fuck. "Oh fuck bossman, Uncle J, you're so much better than any of the fantasies I've been having for the past 2 years. You're such a stud Uncle Jake, what a great cock for slutty little Randy, give it to me, give it to meeee!" Randy howled as she ground her pussy against his cock. She sensed that her leather clothing had really gotten to Jake and wondered if he'd mind if she wore a bit more leather to work, perhaps a sexy pair of boots, either GoGo boots or thigh-highs? Oooh, what about a leather miniskirt? She now had the money with which to buy the naughty clothing she had always wanted to own. Their bodies slapped together and fucked with such an intensity that neither of them could take much more screwing. Both of them came and another surprise was had when Randy took his dick and sucked it clean. She snuggled beside him on the bed and ran her slender hands all over his chest. "You're a damned good fuck, Uncle-bossman!" she told him, snuggling in and feeling warm and cozy. "Under the circumstances Randy, I think you can call me Jake. Wow -- back at you, you wore me out. Who'd have known how sexy you were?" "You sure didn't -- until today" Randy sighed. "It's those clothes you wear to the Office" Jake told her as he kissed her again. "Oh yeah ... those. I live with my Mom and ... " She sighed. Becky's sister and brother could be more than a bit uptight, Jake felt sorry for his sexy little niece. He told her "Say no more -- maybe we can work some kind of plan or get you a raise so you can get your own place. If you want us to keep this up ... " Randy's head whirled and she beamed at Jake, her answer evident in her expression. "Okay, me too. We'll arrange to keep a few less-frumpy outfits for you at work, but in the meantime, you can be a bit less professional in how you're dressed while you're working for me. Show some leg -- hey, wear those stilettos to work Monday, we can talk about the raise you'll get -- and I bet I get one too." "You sure will, I can promise you that" Randy purred, as her long legs wrapped around Jake's back and his cock went right back where it belonged, inside Randy's snug little cunt.