Wendy tried to stay well back but her curiosity got the best of her and she approached the bed. He may have been her brother but he was still a boy and she never tired of looking at boys. Lynda was still exploring Buddy with her hand as Wendy walked up and stood beside her.

Wendy looked at her brother's crotch. Something looked different. It then dawned on her he hadn't been circumcised. All the boys Wendy had been with had been circumcised. His different look overrode the fact he was her brother. "Can I touch you too?" she asked.

Buddy hesitated. He was enjoying Lynda's hand dancing between his legs and definitely would have no objection to another but maybe he could do a little better. Wendy's approach gave him a little more confidence. "If I let you, can I touch you later?"

Being naked herself and with a naked boy and another girl clouded Wendy's mind. "OK," came out even before she thought about it. As she answered, her hand went for his cock. She had handled more than her share of balls for a girl her age but this cock fascinated her. Tentatively she pulled back the skin and then pulled it back forward. "Neat!" she said softly.

"You're gonna make me squirt," Buddy cautioned. Unfortunately his warning was a little late. No sooner had the words left his mouth than his cock erupted sending a stream of cum shooting into the air.

Lynda's father, still watching from the hall, almost laughed. He remembered being a young teen and how easily he came even at the slightest touch of a girl. By the time he had finished cuming, there were globs on his stomach, the bed, and even some on the two girls. Wendy just wiped it off. Lynda, on the other hand, scooped up the droplets on her chest with her finger. Her father watched in amazement as the finger went to her mouth. At first she just touched the white goo with her tongue, and then shoved her finger into her mouth. Her father wasn't sure if she liked the taste or was still curious but she took another finger full from Buddy's stomach and put that in her mouth too.

Buddy sat up. ""OK, now I get to touch you, Wendy," he announced with a grin as he slid off the bed.

Wendy now regretted her decision but it was too late. "OK," she mumbled.

"Get on the bed and lay down," Lynda told her. Wendy shot a glare at Lynda but climbed onto the bed. She settled on her back but kept her legs closed. "Open your legs so we can see, Wendy!" Lynda ordered with a tinge of anger in her voice.

Lynda's father watched as Wendy's face turned red but her legs spread open. There before him, and the two next to the bed, Wendy's pussy came into view. Unlike Lynda's almost bare crotch and his past wife's light colored bush, Wendy had a dark, full bush. Lynda's farther was surprised. He hadn't really noticed it before where he had been paying attention to Lynda and when Wendy had walked over to the bed her back was toward him.

Buddy was almost mesmerized as his hand went to her breasts. Lynda seemed more interested in her bush. Buddy squeezed and mashed his sister's tit making her visibly uncomfortable but she said nothing. Lynda ran her fingers through Wendy's bush.

Wendy's legs snapped shut as she exclaimed, "Don't!"

"Stop being such a prude Wendy! You'll be able to touch me when it's my turn on the bed," Lynda admonished.

Lynda's dad chuckled. He had been there almost from the beginning and no mention had been made about Lynda being explored by the other two. She was the one who had told Buddy he couldn't touch them. Her father wondered if Lynda actually wanted to be touched by the others.

Wendy let the comment about Lynda being next pass but did open her legs back up. Lynda's hand went back to the prone girl's crotch. This time Wendy didn't close her legs. At first Lynda just played with her hair but then seemed to get braver. Her father watched in amazement as Lynda slowly shoved her finger into Wendy's pussy. Although the finger was out of sight, he surmised from Wendy's reaction it must have been moving. She began to wiggle a little and her face flushed.

"Buddy, ever put your finger in a girl?" Lynda asked. Buddy shook his head.

"No... please..." Wendy half heartedly protested.

"Give me your hand," Lynda coyly said. As soon as Buddy moved his hand, Lynda took it and brought it to Wendy's pussy. She proceeded to guide it around the area giving Buddy a tour of the region. "OK, now rub her clit real easy," Lynda told him. He did as he was asked and Wendy immediately reacted by moving her hips slightly. Lynda added her hand to the mixture by burying her finger back into Wendy's slit. Wendy bent her knees and opened her legs wider. In no time she climaxed. Lynda pulled Buddy's hand away allowing Wendy to settle.

"Now I guess it's my turn," Lynda announced as Wendy climbed out of the bed. As Lynda walked behind the other two, she caught a glimpse of her father standing in the dark. A shocked look came over her face until she saw her father nod. He put his finger to her lips warning her not to say anything. She smiled and hopped on the bed.

Lynda wasn't as she as the other two had been. Her knees bent and she let them flop open completely exposing herself. Wendy was still a little irritated with Lynda. She did climax but she wasn't too keen on having her brother climax her. "Lift your knees up to your chest and I'll show you something new," Wendy offered. Not knowing what to expect but wanting to try Wendy's new thing, Lynda did as she asked.

Still watching from the hall, Lynda's father wondered what Wendy had in mind. A smile came over his face as Lynda pulled her legs up. Her ass cheeks spread and he could see her brown little hole. "Buddy, do to her what you did to me," Wendy instructed. Because of her position, Buddy reached under her legs and began to rub Lynda's pussy. As he did Wendy's finger sunk into Lynda's love canal.

Lynda's passions rose quicker than Wendy's had. Lynda's father heard the back door open and knew the others would be looking for him. He had no choice but to head downstairs fearing if he didn't the others would come up. He reluctantly left.

Lynda's climax began. Wendy knew she was in the throes of orgasm. "Buddy, keep rubbing her," she told her brother as she pulled her finger out of Lynda's creaming pussy. Instinctively Lynda's muscles tensed and as they did, she pulled her legs tighter against her legs. Wendy aimed her finger at Lynda's rosebud and pushed in as far as she could.

"Ohhh!" Lynda exclaimed as she was impaled. She released her legs and immediately straightened, effectively breaking all contact with the other two. She sat up and was going to yell until she noticed Buddy cock was hard again. Lynda remembered why they had started and feeling a cock in her mouth was more important that yelling at Wendy.

Wendy had explained how to suck a boy during their little conversation while Buddy had been in the bathroom and she was anxious to try. Lynda climbed off the bed. It still felt like something was in her ass. She reached around but could feel nothing.

Lynda was about to tell Buddy to get back on the bed when a call came from downstairs saying it was time to leave. Hastily the three dressed before someone came looking for them. Just before leaving the room, Lynda leaned into Buddy and whispered to him, "Next time I wanna try putting your thing in my mouth." A big grin formed on his mouth as the three headed out of the room.

"Have fun tonight?" Lynda's father questioned during the short ride home.

"You mad at me?" Lynda asked.

"No, I've told you, you can do what you want. I'd like you to talk to me first though," he answered.

Lynda thought for a moment and then said, "Yeah," ignoring the second part of her father's statement not seeing how she could answer.

He noticed Lynda shifting a lot as they rode. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah... well, I don't know. Wendy stuck something in my bum and I can still feel it," she answered shyly.

"Well, were home now. Let's check, OK?" he offered. You go get ready foe bed and I'll be right in to make sure of everything.

Once inside, Lynda went into her room and began to undress. She was about to put her nightgown on when her father walked in. "Why don't you wait on that until we check you, OK?" He sat down on her bed and told her to lie across his lap.

Once in position, he began to smear something on her rear hole. "What's that?" she asked.

"It's just something to make it easier for you. It will make you real slippery. Once you�re ready, I'm going to feel inside you to see if anything's there. It might hurt a little but we should check, right?" he explained.

Lynda accepted his explanation. He continued to rub the slippery substance on, occasionally pushing some into her ass but mainly just massaging her rear opening. "That feels weird," Lynda chuckled.

"Like it?" he responded.

Lynda thought foe a moment. It felt strange to her but she liked the feeling. "Yeah." The sensation was kind of like a tickle to her but not the kind she wanted to scratch.

He continued rubbing the substance on her until he felt her opening begin to relax. Taking one last glob, he placed it at her opening. "OK, try to stay relaxed and it won't hurt, OK?" Slowly he began to push his finger in. "If it starts to hurt too much, I'll stop until it feels better." He continued his slow but steady pressure.

Lynda felt his finger begin to enter her. "Oooo," she moaned as it finally popped in.

"You OK?" he asked. Lynda nodded. "Want me to stop for a minute?" This time she shook her head. It hurt some but the hurt strangely felt nice to her. Slowly the finger went deeper. The sensations confused Lynda. She felt like she was being stretch and stuffed but it felt good too. Eventually the finger stopped deep within her. "Still OK?" he asked. Lynda again nodded. "Doesn't hurt?"

"No, it kinda feels good," Lynda mumbled. Slowly her father began to move his finger in and out of her. It was having a strange effect. Her pussy was getting wet as her arousal began to grow. She never dreamed something like what her father was doing would feel so nice. He pulled his finger out telling her he didn't feel anything and she should be fine. Instead of standing up, she stayed on his lap. "Daddy, would you do what you did at Don's?"

Lynda parted her legs as his hand slid between them. What he found was a very wet pussy. Gently at first, he began to rub her. "Mmmm... that feels nice," she murmured. Soon her hips began to move and he knew she would be going soon. He increased the pressure and speed of his rubbing. Lynda's breathing was becoming deeper. Suddenly she gasped. "Oooo... Aaaaa..." she moaned as she climaxed. As he continued to rub, her hips began to gyrate faster. For the second time she groaned loudly signaling another orgasm.

He stopped rubbing her and allowed her body to settle. As she caught her breath, she twisted around in his lap and wrapped her arms around is neck. "Oh, Daddy, that felt sooo good. Thank you."