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Pears And Strawberries

Date: 6/12/2017, Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

and we went to the local theater and saw an lousier than average monster-film. It did have some rather scary scenes though and when the first one, quit unexpectedly, was shown Emma gasped and grabbed my hand and she didn't remove it when the film again became boring. I didn't mind having her hand in mine. On the contrary. It was smooth and cool and sometimes her fingers caressed my and she twined them together. When the film was over we didn't let go of each others hands so hand in hand we walked back to my house. Before I opened the door for her she turned to me and gave me a kiss. The second surprise of the evening! A just as pleasant one as the first one. Out of my newfound knowledge I let my hand stray and got a feel of her hard bra-less, little tittie and I was aloud to feel it long enough for it's nipple to stiffen and push against the palm of my hand before she slowly removed it and broke the kiss. She gave me a little smile and a "hmph" before she let go of me. Dinner was ready when we came in and after a quick detour to the bathroom we sat down and ate. Emma and I had been aloud to drink a glass of every whine but the avec was denied us. Our mothers had a glass of cognac. Then it was time for a game of bridge. I had put the chips and decks of cards on the felted table before I went over to my cousin and aunt so it was just to sit down. On side-tables there were soft-drinks for Emma and me and whisky and water for our mothers. We played a couple of rounds and all too ... soon the clock was approaching twelve o'clock, the time-limit our mothers had set for the game. We sat and talked for a while so the women could finish their drinks and Emma and I had to give them and almost minute by minute rapport of our evening at the movies. Wisely or rather out of shyness, we left the hand-holding and kissing parts out. But when we usually ended our game of bridge, aunt Caren asked my mother "why don't we teach Emma how to play poker, just as you taught Albert the other night?" I'm sure I turned beat-red at her words but Mom was cool about it and said that it was OK with her. "What are the stakes then?" Mom asked. "Well, we don't want to play for money, so there's really only one other option left, isn't there." "Oh, well, yes, if that's what you want." "Emma, we're going to teach you a new game, it's a game that Albert and Anne played the night you were sick." "Yes, I heard you say 'poker'. Of course I've heard of it." "Have you ever played it?" "No. It didn't sound too exiting." "Well, we're gonna play strip-poker..." "What! Are you serious?!" Obviously she had, contrary to me, heard about strip-poker before. "Yes honey, there's no need to be shy about anything, we're f****y, aren't we." "Yes, but... but..." "Oh, don't be such a baby. Think about the opportunity, if your lucky you'll see your cousin nude!" "Oh," she thought about that for a while. "OK then," she said with a smile. "But if you're unlucky..." "Oh, well it's worth the risk, isn't it," she ...