1. My aunt -- my babysitter


    Date: 11/26/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, First Time, Incest, Teen, Teen Female/Boy, Young, Author: Uncle Thomas, Rating: 90.1, Source: sexstories.com

    My family, we went to France, the South of France, three times.” “So?” “Well, you'd love the beaches. All the girls, just in their bottoms, with their boobs flopping around in the salty wind.” “Even you?” “I thought that I wouldn't – I was your age the very first time – but then everyone else was doing it, even my mom.” “Grandma?” Her mother was my grandmother, of course. “Yup. I mean, my dad, saw me that way, too, even!” She was giggling. “Grandpa?” “We go to the beach practically every day for two weeks, too, when we go.” “And he saw your boobs everyday?” “Yup, whole bunch of guys did, too. So I'm not shy about them any more.” “Really?” I said and kind of gawked her tits. “I didn't mean you.” “But guys my age saw them?” “Yup, little boys, too. Everybody's on the beach, of course.” “Please, can I see?” “I'm not supposed to do that.” “I know. I won't tell.” “Well, my dad saw.” “My grandad.” “That's right.” “Please? “Just my boobs?” “What did you wear?” “Just my bikini bottoms.” “Please?” “Just my undies?” “Please?” “Well, you were so good today.” “Really? Thank you.” “No, thank you. I guess it's okay, right?” “Yes, of course, obviously,” I said, trying my best to sound serious and mature, but then I spoiled it by laughing when she giggled. “No touching, right?” “Of course.” “Just my undies?” “Please.” “I'm not too fat?” “No, of course not.” She was perfect, really. “And no touching?” she asked again. “I promise.” “You can't jack off, not while I'm there.” “I won't, I ...
    promise.” “Okay.” She giggled. “Go in the hall, your room, and wait a minute.” “Carl Jr. gets up sometimes.” “You just want me get me in your room.” “No, really, he gets up.” “I'm not taking my undies off anyway.” “I know.” She followed me to my room and I let her in. I'd cleaned it as soon as I found out she was coming over, although it hadn't been that messy. My stepdad had a “ratings system,” and he checked my room as often as he wanted. I got to stay up late if I did my homework, my chores and kept my room “shipshape.” “You too, just your shorts,” she said. “I'll feel stupid being the only one in my undies.” I stripped down in the hall. “Ready?” I asked through the closed door. “I guess,” she said and giggled nervously. She had my pillow over herself, her undies and her boobs. I put my pants and tee-shirt on my bureau. “You've got wood!” she said and pointed at the tent in my shorts. “Sorry.” “No, it's okay. Now I know that you really think I'm cute.” “You are. You're the prettiest girl I know.” “Oh, come on!” “No, it's true.” It was true, too. “When I was at the beach, you know, in France, a thousand guys must've seen my boobs, even my dad, but now I feel nervous.” She let me grab the pillow and giggled when she let me pull it away from her. But then she covered her boobs with her hands. “Please?” I said. “What if I want to see yours?” “My cock?” “Yup.” “Both at the same time?” “Can I keep my undies on?” “I guess, but you already said that you'd show me your boobs.” “Maybe I'll ...
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