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Authors name: Achilles (anonymous address)
Story title : Young Ladies Now
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Young Ladies Now (Mf, inc, ped)
by Achilles (anonymous address)
***
George's neighbor's two daughters have grown up to become
pretty young ladies, and George couldn't help noticing.
***
George Brown was a regular sort of guy. He had a good,
steady job as an engineer, was a member of Rotary and the
Neighborhood Watch Committee, and took his wife on holiday
every year to a place in the sun. However, after 20 years
of marriage they still hadn't managed to have any kids, and
this was something that they both regretted keenly.
George did his bit though with all the dads in the area and
helped out with their kids' ball games, doing a little
umpiring or just plain gophering. Muriel was into the Girl
Guides movement in a big way, so neither of them felt they
were totally left out of the job of rearing the younger
generation.
They'd considered adopting several years ago but, as Muriel
had pointed out, they had their hands full with all the
other kids in the neighborhood, and if they waited just a
little bit longer, and tried just a little bit harder -
well, you never knew - they might get lucky. But, of
course, they never did.
George was having a beer with his neighbor Fred one
summer's evening, and the conversation got around to kids
and what a handful they were. Fred had a pair of them - two
girls - and George said something about how lucky Fred was
to have two daughters who could keep each other company.
"Don't you believe it," Fred replied, taking a long pull at
his beer. "It's the worst combination you can have, two
girls about the same age. When they started getting
interested in boys they were always at each other's
throats. We've found a cure for that though."
"Have you?" George asked, interested. He'd often looked at
the way Fred's girls had begun to blossom in the last year
or two, and had recently volunteered to take up life guard
duties at the local pool in order to ensure that the girls
were properly supervised when they went for their lessons
twice a week. At least, that's what he told Muriel.
If the truth be known he did it for the opportunity to see
Karen and Susan in the pool, their firm young bodies
tightly sheathed in the wet clinging fabric of their
bathing costumes, and the nipples on their developing
breasts jutting out visibly with the cold of the water. Not
that he had any ulterior motives in volunteering for the
job - he would have been shocked if anyone had even
suggested that.
He looked expectantly at Fred, wondering what he'd done to
keep the girls quiet and so obviously contented. They were
model daughters, and any parents would have been proud to
have them. Attractive, polite, always giggling and
chattering away with each other. Inseparable. George
couldn't imagine them squabbling over anything. But Fred
had got up and gone to the fridge for another beer, so
George's curiosity went unsatisfied.
Just then, the front door slammed and the subjects of their
conversation burst onto the patio.
"Hi, Uncle George!" Karen panted, and quickly planted a
kiss on his forehead before flinging herself down on the
sunlounger.
"Hi, Uncle George!" Susan echoed, and raced back into the
house to get a cool drink.
Both girls looked hot and sweaty in their tennis gear, but
to George's eyes, delightfully so! Their young faces simply
glowed with good health and vitality, and their deeply
tanned limbs were beginning to fill out in a most
intriguing way.
"Whew!" Susan gasped, "That's the last time I race you back
here in heat like this! I'm sweating like a pig!"
"Like a Sow!" her sister corrected, giggling as Susan
threatened to pour her drink all over Karen's reclining
body.
"Well, I'm going to get out of this hot gear!" Susan
stated, "You don't mind, do you Uncle George?" Without
waiting for an answer, she stripped off her blouse and
wriggled out of her pleated tennis skirt, then stretched
luxuriously in just her training bra and panties. "Lovely!"
she sighed, and lifted her face to the sun as she stretched
again. "Come on Karen, you must be boiling like that!"
"Is that OK Daddy?" Karen asked her father, glancing
quickly at George.
"Of course it is!" Fred laughed, "George has known you two
since you were in nappies. Anyway, you shouldn't flatter
yourselves - you're only little girls still you know."
"No we're not!" Susan retorted with indignation, "We're
Young Ladies now!"
"Yes," Karen stared with equal indignation at her father,
"We've been Young Ladies for at least three months now!
Haven't we Susan?"
"At least!" Susan agreed, counting on her fingers. "Three
and a half to be exact!"
All this went completely over George's head. He hadn't a
clue what they were talking about. Anyway, he didn't much
care. All that mattered was that Karen had started
stripping down to her underwear too. He sat more firmly in
his chair and held his beer so as to hide the growing bulge
in his pants.
Finally his erection subsided as Fred handed him another
beer and the two men started chatting again about the
problems of rearing the youth of today. They had just
decided that it wasn't the same as in their day, when Susan
interrupted them.
"Daddy, can I take my bra off? I'm going to get the most
horrible tan marks if I don't."
"That's OK Pumpkin. Take the lot off if you like. George
won't mind."
George could hardly believe his ears. His best friend was
telling his daughter to get naked in front of him?
Unbelievable!
Both girls giggled and quickly stripped off with their
backs to the two men, then lay face down on the rug by the
lounger to soak up the sun, heads together and giggling
occasionally as one made a whispered remark to the other.
George had volunteered at the swimming pool in order to
'keep an eye' on the girls, but the sight of their firm
bodies stretched out naked before him was more than he had
imagined in his wildest dreams. They were obviously used to
sunning like this, for their rounded bottoms were as tanned
as the rest of their bodies.
He gazed surreptitiously at their delicious forms as he
drank his beer and continued to chat with Fred - but with
only half his mind now on the conversation. He almost
choked on his beer when Susan lazily rolled over and began
tanning her front!
Their feet were towards the men and he had an uninterrupted
view of the deep groove splitting the prominent mound
between her thighs. Then Karen rolled over too and he could
see that both girls had only a light dusting of pubic hair,
enough to be interesting, yet still too little to show that
they were anything but young girls still.
"So what do you think?" Fred asked.
"About what?" George stammered, suddenly brought back to
reality.
"About the chances of the boy's team winning the ball game
this week?" Fred grinned. "Oh, never mind," he chuckled,
"They've got cute little figures, haven't they?" He grinned
knowingly at George and winked. "One advantage of having
daughters, isn't it?"
George's cock was now painfully hard, but he noticed with
some satisfaction that Fred seemed to be reacting in much
the same way, if that bulge in his pants was anything to go
by.
Just then the front door slammed and the sound of Muriel's
voice came to him. A few minutes later, both she and Fred's
wife Constance came onto the patio holding long drinks in
their hands.
"Oh, hello George, hello darling!" Connie greeted them both
brightly. "What a lovely day. Hello girls! You'll never
guess what we got for you at Harper's today - look at them,
aren't they lovely?"
She held up a couple of dresses and the girls clambered to
their feet and eagerly grabbed them from their mother,
holding them up against their naked bodies and pirouetting
with delight. "Grab the lounger Muriel, I'll get another
chair from inside."
Muriel sat down with her drink in the lounger and looked
from the girls to George with a quizzical look on her face.
"It's all right Muriel," Fred laughed, "The girls were just
doing a bit of sunbathing. I'm sure George has seen it all
before. Besides, you're both practically one of the family
after so many years."
Muriel didn't look completely convinced, but quickly forgot
her concerns when Connie came out again with a chair, sat
down beside her and started chatting about their shopping
expedition as though nothing out of the ordinary had taken
place. The girls had disappeared indoors to try on the
dresses anyway, so there was nothing to complain about.
Later that evening though, back in their own home, Muriel
casually asked George what he thought of the girls
sunbathing like that. He said it seemed rather nice
actually. Just the sort of thing a close family would do in
the privacy of their back yard. If they'd had kids of their
own, they'd probably be bringing them up to be open and
unashamed of their bodies just as Fred and Connie's kids
were. Anyway, he argued, it was really no different to
seeing them in their bathing costumes, was it?
Muriel thought it was, but privately smiled to herself. She
knew George inside out, and she'd seen the bulge in his
pants as soon as she'd come onto the patio! Certainly,
their sex that night was better than it had been for
months!
The following day was pool day, and George drove the
chattering girls there with anticipation. He wasn't
disappointed. Knowing what they looked like naked, he could
picture them again like that under their bathing costumes
as he watched them jumping in the pool and splashing
around.
He sat in his lifeguard chair with his legs firmly crossed
in case any of the other parents there saw the effect they
were having on him. When they came tumbling out of the
changing rooms and into the car, he drove back with a
contented smile on his face, just listening to the girls in
the back seat, and fantasizing.
"Thanks for taking the girls." Fred greeted him as he
brought the car to a halt outside the girls' home. "Want a
drink? You've been sitting in the sun for most of the
morning."
"I could do with one, thanks." George said, following Fred
out onto the patio. To his delight, the girls were already
out there, stripped and sunbathing as they had the day
before.
"Pumpkin - fetch Daddy a drink would you? And get George
one too whilst you're at it."
Susan jumped to her feet and ran into the house, little
tits bouncing with her energy. A short while later, she
came out with two frosted glasses of beer, walking slowly
and carefully so as not to spill a drop. George crossed his
legs as she approached and handed him a glass with a smile,
then watched appreciatively as she turned to take her
father his drink. Her firm buttocks quivered in such a
delicious way with each step, he thought. Then his eyes
widened as he saw her hand Fred his drink, then sit on his
lap with her arm around his neck. The erotic sight of this
naked little nymphet sitting on her father's lap almost
made him ejaculate on the spot!
"So aren't you going to talk to George?" Fred called over
to Karen.
"Sorry Daddy, sorry Uncle George! Of course I will." She
clambered to her feet and came over to George who had to
uncross his legs in order to make a lap for her to sit on.
Suddenly his arms were full of young, tanned girl flesh as
she smiled at him and sat down - right on top of the hard
bulge of his erection!
George fought hard to look nonchalant, as if this were an
everyday occurrence. Surely she must feel me, he thought
desperately, and took a long pull at his drink as she
wriggled a bit to get comfortable.
"Do you like my tan Uncle George?" Karen asked him,
stroking her tummy.
"Yes, it's lovely dear!" he stammered.
"Look, no tan marks at all!" she said proudly, moving her
hand up to stroke her breasts. "Here, or here," she
continued, moving her hand now down to her tummy again and
the jutting mound swelling just below it. "I think it's so
much nicer, don't you?"
"Oh, oh yes dear!" he stammered again, desperately trying
to think of a way of shifting his straining cock so it
wasn't pressing so hard against her bottom. If Muriel were
to walk in on him now he'd be dead meat. But what was it
she said this morning? She and Connie were going to be away
all day at some Girl Guides thing. Thank goodness for that
at least!
His attention came back to the girl in his lap as she
giggled and leaned over to whisper hotly in his ear, "I
think you like me sitting in your lap, don't you Uncle
George? I can feel you right here!" She wriggled her bottom
again, and whispered, "You're so big and hard!"
What on earth was he going to say to that? George thought
in amazement, then was saved the job of replying when she
continued whispering, "Do you want to feel my breasts Uncle
George - like Daddy's doing with Susan?"
Startled, he looked across to where Fred was sitting with
Susan in his lap and, sure enough, he was openly fondling
his daughter's small ripe tits!
"Are, are you sure?" he asked hesitantly, not daring to
hope for the reply he wanted.
"Oh yes Uncle George. It feels so nice when Daddy does it!"
What on earth was going on here? 'What the hell,' he
thought to himself, 'I'm not going to turn up a chance like
this!' He tentatively reached up and touched her, then
growing bolder cupped her breast and squeezed, feeling the
firmness underneath.
"Mmmmm, that's nice!" Karen sighed, her eyes closed and a
look of bliss on her face. "Squeeze the nipple please!" She
shuddered in ecstasy as he rolled the little erect nubbin
of flesh between his fingers, and her arms tightened around
his neck as he felt her kiss him under his ear.
They sat like this for longer than five minutes, Karen
sighing and squirming slightly on his lap as he went first
to one breast, and then to the other. The female scent of
her grew in his nostrils and, looking down, he saw she had
buried her finger in the slit of her mound and was slowly
rubbing herself. His cock was throbbingly hard now, pressed
as it was between his thigh and her bottom. 'Why not?' he
thought to himself, and slipped his hand slowly down from
her breast until it was caressing the warmth of her tummy.
"Do you want me to do that?" he whispered, and touched the
back of her hand. She didn't say a thing. Just moved her
finger out of her slit and put her arm around his neck to
join the other one, widening her thighs slightly as he
slipped his finger into the slippery warmth of her crevice.
She jerked a bit as he felt the hard jut of her clitoris
under his probing finger and began to gently stroke it.
Then, growing bolder, he moved his hand further down and
slipped his finger into the elastic sheath of her vagina.
George glanced across to Fred, and his eyes widened as he
saw Susan straddling her father's thighs and moving up and
down slightly with her straightened arms pressed hard
against his chest. It almost looked as if - he was!!!
Fred's shorts lay discarded by his chair and George could
see Fred's naked buttocks tensing as he thrust into his
daughter. He was fucking Susan!!!
Karen was openly moaning now as George's fingers had begun
to slide in and out of her slippery tube, deeper and
deeper. Her fingernails bit into his shoulders as she
shuddered and suddenly tensed.
"Faster!" she gasped in a strained whisper, "Faster,
faster, faster!!!" Her hips had taken on a life of their
own, thrusting forward each time his fingers pushed inside
her. His cock was on fire as her bottom rubbed it with each
thrust of her hips, and she began to pant as her small body
tensed in orgasm.
Finally, she gave an intense gasp and shook her head
violently, moving her hips back away from his pressing
hand. "You've got to fuck me Uncle George! Fuck me now!!"
Her hands fumbled at his belt as she desperately tried to
undo it.
"But I can't!" George whispered in desperation. "You're
just a young girl. Your mother would kill me if she knew!"
"Who do you think showed me how to do it?" Susan panted,
wrestling with his buckle. "Mummy showed us how to fuck
Daddy over 3 months ago. We told you we weren't little
girls any more! Now help me get this bloody belt off will
you!" She continued to struggle with it until George pushed
her hands away and slipped it free.
Moving desperately now, all hesitation thrown to the winds
as he heard Susan gasping in passion on top of her father,
George lifted Karen up bodily as he pushed his shorts down
and kicked them away. Karen straddled him eagerly, grasping
his cock which now reared up in front of her belly, and
pulled it back towards her to slip the swollen tip inside
the crevice of her cunt. With a triumphant sigh, she
pressed down and he watched and felt its hard length slip
smoothly inside her, deeper and deeper, until she sat once
again on his lap with his cock now fully buried in her hot,
tight vagina.
"Now, you dirty old Uncle George" she grinned lasciviously,
"Fuck this little girl as hard as you can!!!" She began to
slowly rise up and down, moaning softly as she pinched her
erect little nipples. George was almost out of his mind! He
felt the whole length of his cock sliding smoothly in and
out of her small body. Her tight vagina clasped him
erotically; sucking him strongly each time he withdrew,
then sliding down voluptuously to encase him again as her
bottom bounced on his straining thighs.
She began to increase the speed of her pumping, and George
felt himself respond with wilder and wilder thrusts into
her spasming vagina. He felt himself begin to tighten, but
she just beat him to it, gasping in unrestrained lust as
her slight body shook in repeated orgasm just as his cock
swelled and a torrent of spunk shot deep inside her belly.
Jet after jet forced its way inside her tight hole, until
white cream began to force its way past his pistoning cock
and over the fat lips of her cunt.
Shuddering still, they both finally collapsed and became
aware of Fred and Susan staring openly at them. "Is he a
good fuck Sis?" Susan grinned.
"The best!" Karen said contentedly, and languidly stroked
her juice-laden vagina up and down his cock.
"Nice daughters you've got Fred!" George grinned.
"Help yourself any time you want," Fred replied. "They're
too much of a handful for me to deal with all on my own,
especially when Connie gets in on the act. Say, you don't
think Muriel...." He looked across questioningly at George.
"Let me work on that!" George grinned back. "In the
meantime," he patted Karen on her pert little fanny, "I
wonder if Susan would like to have a little chat with her
Uncle George. What do you say Susan?"
Susan grinned quickly at her father and lifted herself up
off his glistening cock. "OK!" she smiled, splaying her
thighs and wiping away the white cum oozing out of her
gaping slit with a beach towel, "Just let me make room
first!" She flicked the edge of the towel at her father's
still rampant penis, "But you come on top Uncle George - I
don't see why the young ladies should have to do all the
work around here, do you Karen?"
THE END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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