WASHING THE neighbour'S attack hand truck

"Hey Rachel, Ray's washing the ardour motortruck,"I hollered down the steps. Before I could turn around Rachel came bounding up the stairs and we both ran to the fund room where the scope was waiting. It took a few second gear to get it re-positioned for what we really wanted to see, as we always left it pointing to the rising moon in fount Dad or Mom checked it out.

Rachel is my seventeen-year-old twin babe and I am Cathy. Although we are identical twins, Mom and Dad decided to call forth us as soul, so we didn't have rhyming names nor were we dressed alike. Ray, on the other manus, is our next-door neighbor, he is probably about XXX, looks like any other Greek god. I say our next-door neighbour, but his household is actually about one hundred yards away from ours. We all live on five-acre lots. Ray has this bully collection of really old antique cars. When I say really old, I mean like in the nineteen mid-twenties and thirty-something era. He has this old fervidness truck that looks like it is brand-new. He loves to take it to appearance and parades, and anytime someone in the neighborhood has a party with some child around, he takes the fire hand truck to the party and gives the kids rides

Since we live on an un-paved road, it gets cold and he washes and rise it fairly often, especially before a parade or display. Today is one of those mean solar day. O.K., so by now you are thinking, ‘ so what's the big batch about watching someone wash an old flaming truck.'Let me plunk for up a couple of years and explain how we became fascinated with watching Ray wash his fire truck. well, for that matter we loved watching him wash and wax all his old elevator car. It all started in the outpouring, as I said, a duet of years ago. At that time, we were fifteen. One day we were sorting through some old school stuff that Mom said we had to whittle down as it was taking up too much room. Rachel and I started the task and were feeling a bit sad to see some of our valuable things going into the trash can, but then there was a lot of stuff that even we knew was silly to hold around.

Suddenly Rachel jabbed me in the ribs and said,"Cathy, take care out the window !"I figured a turtle or some animal was moving across the yard toward the pond that separated our place from Ray's. But no ! There was Ray hosing down the fire truck in homework to washing it. The thing that had Rachel so excited was he was completely naked. As I did a replicate take and drew a sharp breather, I could see that he had thought it out pretty carefully. First, he parked his big tone arm between a shaggy row of shrub and the position of the garage where he stored the old automobile. With the tall row of tree he had planted a few age earlier between our two station, and being behind his house, no one could see him from the road nor from our theatre -- - he thought. However ; from our sec floor store way we had a authorise sight into his back yard and could clearly see him at piece of work. At first, I thought perhaps he was simply wearing some light-colored swimming trunk, but when he turned in our counsel, it was obvious that he was completely raw ! I could actually see his thing hanging down between his ramification.

Ray continued to wash off the truck, taking care to get it sparkling clean and jerk, then he proceeded to wax it as well. Finally, he put it back in the garage and we thought our excitement for the day was over, but then he drove another old car out and proceeded to wash away and wax it as well. All in all, he did three cars, finishing just before lunch time. We watched in fascination as Ray went about his body of work, blissfully unaware that two corneous missy were watching closely, or at least as closely as we could from that distance. Finally, he rolled up the hose then got in his tone arm and parked it in the garage.

"I wonder how he will get back into the household, you can see him from the road if soul was driving by,"I wondered aloud. We could see him peek out past the room access, then take the air close to the garage the relief of the way to where he would be visible from the road. Carefully he looked around the recession, obviously checking for traffic on the road, then strolled nonchalantly into the back room access of the house. Rachel and I stared at each other then burst out laughing.

"Wow, that'd not something you see every day,"Rachel exclaimed."I sure hope he does it again, I never saw a man's affair before, and it makes me feel all tingly,"she said with a big smiling."Did you like seeing it too ?"she asked.

"I sure did, I wish we could get a salutary look, it was variety of hard to really see it from this distance, but what I could see sure looked nice,"I replied."Hey, I wonder if he does it all the time and we just never saw it before ?"

"It could be, I think this is the alone room in the home where you could see into his back yard. All the rest of the way would be hidden by the trees he planted. I'll bet that's why he planted them so close together,"Rachel observed. I had to agree, so we decided we would make a limited effort to keep track of when he might wash them again."I got an estimation, why don't we ask Ray when the next show is, he would probably wash out them on the Saturday before the display so we could have a better opportunity of seeing him.

Later that afternoon, I saw Ray driving slowly down the road in the fire truck and ran out to see if I could get a ride. Ray was always happy to leave drive, so it wasn't anything strange. Sure enough, he stopped and waited for me to climb into the tail beside him. He then continued the drive, taking me all the way to the end of the street and back before pulling into his driveway.

"Time to put her to bed,"Ray commented as we got out of the hand truck and he opened the room access."come by anytime Cathy, you know I love giving you kids drive,"

"OK, Ray,"I responded."By the way, why don't you tell us when you have display so we can be ready to catch you. I hate to happen out you have been by and we didn't see you."

"Sure, OK,"he responded. I'll just jot the show on a piece of newspaper publisher and give it to you so you will know. Be sure to share it with Rachel too,"he said with a genuine smile.

I thanked him for the ride and jogged nursing home feeling as if my substructure had wings. After telling Rachel she surprised me with a trace."Hey, Cathy, why don't we get out that telescope Dad has been bugging us about and see if we can't get a better look at the blast truck. I am particularly interested in the size of it of the hose he carries."

"Why do you care about slow old hoses ?"I asked crossly."I think there are a dyad of things I would rather look at than some hunk of hose hanging on the position of the truck."

"Cathy, don't be so slow, I'm not interested in the hose hanging on the side of meat of the t ruck, I want to get a advantageously tone at the hosepipe between his wooden leg !"

"OH ! Yeah, I see what you mean. Let's get it out and see if it will centre that close, Dad has it set up to look at the stars so I'm not sure how well it will work that close."I replied. We got it out and dusted it off. Rachel found the instructions and, in the book, it described how to configure the telescope for nigh target. After experimenting a bit, we were able-bodied to focus it such that we could read the brand name of the door curl on Ray's garage."There, that ought to let us see what we really want to see,"I grunted. Only problem is only one can wait at a time."

"That's OK,"Rachel replied, I got my binoculars we used for chick observance, we can take turns looking really shut up and then trade for the binoculars. That way we can both see."Sure enough two weeks later Rachel came bounding into my way motioning for me to keep an eye on. Ray had pulled his pickup arm across the opening then stepped into the service department. Pretty soon he came driving the fire hand truck out the doorway and he was NAKED ! Rachel grabbed the field glasses and zeroed in on Ray while I began moving the telescope into placement. While I could get a marvelous closing curtain up spirit at his thingy, I wasn't able-bodied to follow him very well due to the extreme magnification. On the other manus, Rachel could easily follow with the opera glasses. It was only when Ray would get to a property where he stood still for any sum of clock time that the telescope was a better pick. Unfortunately, nearly of that clock time he had his back to us. Still, we could see the wrinkly bag hanging down when he bends down to work on the wheels. A few times, depending on the Angle he parked the truck, we could see his thingy very plainly, right down to the cute knob that stuck out past the skin on his thing.

For the following two summertime we simply watched Ray as he worked while we started to think of early things we could do besides just watch. Sometime during the second summer, it seemed as if things worked out where we could see better than before. Ray started parking the truck such that for often of the time he was virtually facing us so we could get a full-on view. And strangely enough, about that like time he seemed to be even openhanded than before, sometimes he was huge ! His thingy stuck way out and up at an angle. In addition, it bobbed up and down as he walked.

A few workweek before things made a striking modification, I found out from some other miss how to pass on myself pleasure by rubbing my"peculiar Place."Of form, I also showed Rachel and soon we developed a routine where we would take round watching Ray while the other got herself off. By timing it well, we could both have a nifty time.

Sometimes Ray just washed the old railway car, but other times it almost seemed as if he were putting on a show just for us. One day after he finished the fire truck, he sat down on the running card and turned so that he was almost, but not quite, facing us. I was watching with the binoculars and Rachel was using he telescope."Wow !"exclaimed Rachel,"look at that !"I focused the binoculars in better and saw Ray's thingy sticking up like a flag magnetic pole. Slowly he began to stroke it, up and down, up and down. We watched in rank enchantment as he pumped the thing, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Suddenly a jet of white stuff and nonsense spurted out the end and at the same time I could see his face twist in an expression of pure joy, relief, pleasure, all mixed together. As we compared notes, Rachel was quite de***********ive about his thingy as she was focused in so miserly, she could only see about an eighteen-inch rotary and had the compass centered on the tip. On the other manus, with the binoculars, I could see his stallion body and the facial locution were almost as good as the spurting stuff.

"Hey !"I exclaimed, that is what they were talking binge in biology class finis spring when we were in the chapter about reproduction. I remember when Regina told me about getting off by playing with her snatch, as she calls it, that she said boys could get off by playing with their penis. I guess we should stop calling it a thingy and call it a penis. I think thingy phone kind of childish, like we don't know what to really say."I observed almost to myself.

Rachel agreed, then commented,"wellspring, some of the girls claim to throw seen one in person and Lizzie claims she even felt one, but then she claims to make done lots of things so I don't know if she really has or just likes to pretend she knows more than she does. I've even heard that Pattie says she and her tone brother do lots more than just looking at each other. I heard the guys talking behind the curtains in the auditorium one day and James said they even sleep in the same bed and piece of ass when their parents aren't home.

"I wouldn't be surprised,"I replied,"I've seen how James IV looks at me sometimes, and it almost look like he is undressing me."

"I know,"Rachel replied,"He looks at me like that sometimes too. I don't really like it, but then sometimes I get a tingly feeling, just like I did when Ray's penis shot that stuff out just now. It makes me want to play with myself."

"OK, so let's do it,"I replied as we both slipped our hands under our shorts and began to rub that special place. By now we had learned it was the clit and it was supposed to feel dependable. At our horizontal surface of inflammation, it wasn't long before we both gave out long contented sighs of relief. Turning back to the blast hand truck, we saw Ray mounting into the driver's butt and back the hand truck into the service department. By now his cock was dangling between his legs like it was when we first began watching him. Then another door opened and Ray drove a car out and positioned it for wash and wax. We watched for a while but then after having seen him shoot his material and getting off ourselves we turned to other things.

We were about ready to call it a day and hit the kitty when Rachel exclaimed,"Cathy, expression at that !"Ray had finished the waxing task and rolled up the hosiery. Just before he got into the car to put it back in the garage, he turned to face us, raised his hand to his forehead and presented a smart salute. Then he put the car in the garage and closed the door.

"Do you think he knows we are watching him ?"I said incredulously.

"I don't make out how he could know ; we have checked from the exterior and you can't see in the window with the lighting off. I don't think there is anyway he could feature seen us,"I replied, although I wasn't all that convinced. That salute didn't seem to be a random form of affair !

If we hadn't been so naïve, we should sustain connected Ray dropping a note of hand to us saying he had a show coming up if we wanted to taunt along, he would be happy for our fellowship. Included was an invitation to help lave the motortruck. One day, we decided to take him up on his offer. Mom and Dad were both gone to some variety of charity event, and being almost seventeen, everyone was comfortable with us staying home alone. At the prescribed prison term, I donned shorts and a tank top, but Rachel decided not to go as she had some sort of project she wanted to wind up. Besides, Ray obviously wouldn't be naked with us there and it would be more fun to take in him naked than to help wash the truck. I walked around the pond to where Ray was just pulling the fire truck out of the garage. He had already parked the pickup truck and placed the flame truck on the cement washing slab. He got out the hose and cleanup equipment and turned to us with a solemn look.

"OK Cathy, it's time to get dressed for the job,"he said with a consecutive face.

"Uh, what do you have in mind ?"I asked.

"come on Cathy, I know you've been watching me, what I don't know is just how tenacious you've been at it. At world-class, I was worried about getting in difficulty, but then I could see that you were doing this on your own so I decided to have a minuscule fun with you."

"H- H- How do you know we've been watching."I stammered.

"wellspring, one day I was waxing the truck and I saw a photoflash of Christ Within. At first, I didn't think anything about it, but then it kept happening, so I stopped to see if I could check where it was coming from. Finally, I narrowed it down to that window where you proceed your telescope. So, I got my own opera glasses and hid inside the garage and peered out through my own window and sure enough, I could see the two of you and your binoculars and telescope trained on me. So, I began to put on a lilliputian show for you, letting you get a better facial expression at what you obviously were trying to see. That excited me so very much, I began to give you an even serious thought. I'm sure enough you know what I am talking about !"

Having said all that, Ray simply walked into his workshop office and moments later returned completely naked, well that is except he was wearing turnabout to protect his feet.

"OK, Cathy, clip for you to get properly dressed, you been looking at me for over a year, now it is clip for me to get a look as well ! You can use my office, or you can just strip down out here, I'm OK either way."I looked at him with astonishment while Ray looked on with an amused grin. Slowly I walked into the berth debating on what I should do. I could run home, I could turn away to take my clothes off, maybe I could just take off my top, all these cerebration ran through my judgement. Finally, I decided to just get naked and see what would fall out. I wasn't really afraid of Ray ; he had never been anything but variety and sugariness to us so I didn't think he would hurt me. And besides, I really wanted to get a closemouthed look at his prick !

A dyad of minutes later I kind of snuck out of the office into the smart sunlight. Ray had began spraying the truck down and when he saw me, he playfully turned the spray on me for just a second, then back to the motortruck. Giving a little close call of surprisal, I jumped back staring as Ray turned toward me. Although his cock wasn't as big as we had seen it sometimes, it indisputable wasn't the dangly small thing we saw for the first off few months we were watching him work !

"Here are some towels, why don't you start from the back and I'll body of work from the social movement and wipe the excess water off the truck. Then we'll follow up with the peculiar nebuliser wax. Let me cognise if you need any instructions or equipment. I doubt you will need much help as you know exactly how I do it, so let's get to it. Afterwards maybe I can give you a ride,"he smiled with a revelatory look.

After the initial shock and surprise, I got into the job. Before long I began to realize just why Ray did all this body of work naked. It was so nice to feel the warm sun on my naked body and not have clingy wet clothes hanging on me. Actually, it shouldn't have been a surprise as sometimes Rachel and I would skinny dip when Mom and Dad weren't domicile and it felt really nice not to take in a wet washup suit stuck to my body. It took about forty-five min to finish up the hand truck. I began asking query about the equipment on the truck. Suddenly, I had an idea.

"Hey Ray, record me the flame hose, I have always wondered what it would be like to bear the hosepipe and spray water around. Do you think we could wreak with the hose ?"I asked with the most innocent look I could muster.

"I suppose I could let you try it out,"he replied. In a couple of bit, he had attached the hose and turned on the pump. I could evidence by the strait of the engine that it wasn't going to pump very much H2O. Even-so, when he handed me the hosepipe and opened the valve, I was shocked as how hard it was to obtain the writhing hosepipe and aim it where I wanted to spray the water. After a couple of minutes, I handed it off to Ray. He stepped in and grabbed the hose down holding it stiff, which then allowed me to direct the end without having to press the entire length of the hose. That made it much easier and pretty soon I felt as if we were really fire scrapper. After tiring of the secret plan, Ray turned the heart off and laid the hose down. I looked over at Ray and saw that his cock was about back to the normal small dangly thing we had seen so often.

I turned to Ray with my most sinless looking at and said,"Hey Ray, do you think I could deal your blast hose all by myself ?"Ray studied my face intently for a few seconds then moved closer. As he cautiously moved, I saw his cock rising as if person had turned the pump on high-pitched pressure.

"Hey Cathy, if you want to see how my flack hose feels, go for it !"For just an instant he stared into my font and then I reached out and encircled his cock."By the way, it's called a cock,"he said,"Although if you want to call it my flak hose it's OK with me."As I touched his COCK, it jumped and he thrust his hips forward such that his prick pressed into my belly. Slowly I reached down with my other bridge player and felt the wrinkly bag and the two egg like things inside."Those are balls,"he said with a maculate phonation."treat them gently as they can be very tender."

As he said that, he moved his hands to my knocker and began to gently fondle and stroke while using his thumb for forefinger to tweak the teat. I almost peed my panties, well if I had been wearing any that is. I felt my human knee go weak at the Sami fourth dimension as I could feel him thrusting his dick into my hand. As his thrusting increased in speed, I unconsciously tightened my grip on his putz and before farseeing I felt his cock sort of crestless wave then jerk as hot glutinous stuff spurted all over my belly and began running down. Ray pulled back then grabbed for the hose.

"We better not let any of my cum get close to your pussy, I don't want you getting significant,"he said as he turned the spray on my belly and rinsed it off. I could see his prick had significantly reduced in size and Ray backed away while fixing me with a questioning look."Are you OK ?"he asked still with the questioning look. I kind of shrugged and nodded my head while just standing there not quite understanding what had happened.

Finally, I spoke up and said,"Ray, I am a bit confused, this isn't something I have ever experienced before and I don't quite understand just what happened.

"well Cathy, you are such a beautiful daughter and being here naked with you just push me beyond what I normally would do. Besides, I know you have been watching me and a couple of time I put on a show for you so I thought you knew more than apparently you really do. Are you surely you want to know Thomas More ?"he asked.

Realizing that I was in a position to get a real didactics, I nodded my head in encouragement. Ray glanced around then took my arm and steered me into his garage office staff where there was a squeamish soft couch. Not only that, but there was a humble bed in the recession. He explained it was there because sometimes some of his old car buddies stopped by his situation on the way to pick up cars or parts and he gave them a free place to dash. Ray gently pressed me into the couch and took the office chairperson and sat opposite. The fact we were both totally naked seemed not to be important to either one of us. After clearing his pharynx, Ray explained that he was actually a nudist, although he kept it a surreptitious from the neighbour because most people wouldn't understand. He enjoyed being naked without pushing it inappropriately, and was alarmed when he found out Rachel and I were watching him lap his machine.

He then went on to explain that although he had been married right out of high school, his married woman had been killed in an accident with a drunkard driver and he just never felt like dating again. I could see that he was in keen pain from telling me about his wife's death, so rose and gently kissed him on the cheek and patted his arm. As I sat back down, I could see his cock rising rapidly to attention.

"Wow, it sure doesn't take much to get your firing hose make for action mechanism,"I giggled. Ray blushed and said that he hadn't had sex with a adult female since his wife died six years ago so simply being in the presence of a beautiful girl caused an immediate reaction. He then went on to tell apart me in corking particular than I had learned in Biology class about a man's semen, what made him energize and how heedful I needed to be if a man's"cum"as he called it, got near my pussy. He also explained that just the mass of me watching him caused him to require to jack off. When I asked what"jackfruit Off"meant, he told me that is what he did when we were watching him, and what he did just a few minutes ago when we were holding each other.

"OK, so if you put you cock in my cunt, I could get significant ?"I asked. Actually, I already knew that, but since Ray was leave to verbalize, I decided to mine him for all I could instruct. Ray confirmed that I could get pregnant from the very showtime time I had sex and most any time except for a few Day just before, during and after my period. All other times were extremely risky. And pulling out before he came was even a greater risk for two reasons. showtime, there is spermatozoon in the pre-cum and no guy can be absolutely sure just when he starts to ejaculate, so caution was of the farthermost importance.

"So, I can see by your stiff hammer that you would care to hump me,"I said apprehensively.

"No Cathy !"I don't want to have sex you, but I would wish to make love to you sometime."

"What's the difference, don't you just shove your tool into my pussycat and let it go ?"Ray kind of chortle then looked at me with a very serious aspect before answering.

"Cathy, fucking is what some horny high school kid would like to do to any will girl. He would probably try to get you in the rearwards keister where we can be more comfortable, get your clothes up around you waist, or better yet completely nude, then jam his pecker in your slit, get off, then quickly pull in his pants up and drive you home as fast as he could get you there. Then he would probably blow to everyone the next day how you begged him to know you and how lots you enjoyed it while you likely got null but a quick kiss, grab the titties and a mess to scavenge up afterwards."

"If I were to make love to you, I would be sure you were willing, then I would caress, osculate and snuggle you until you felt ready. Then I would gently and carefully slither my turncock into your wet purulent very slowly being sure you weren't feeling any pain sensation the offset few metre, then I would try to hold off until you were satisfied. Then after I came, I would kiss, cuddle and recite you how much I loved and enjoyed making love life to you. That's the difference between fucking and making love."

"Wow, you make it sound like a lot of fun, I think I would really care for you to make love to me and it looks like you are make, so can we ?"I asked with a earth tremor in my voice and a rapidly beating heart.

"Well I guess we could if you are sure that's what you want. I have some safety one of the guys left when he stayed here a couple of weeks ago so you wouldn't get meaning. Are you really surely that's what you want ?"

I nodded and explained,"Some of my Quaker have done it and I want to know what it is like. I think some of them are exaggerating what it's like and its probably more like fucking than making love. I would like my first time to be with someone who knows what he is doing and won't be telling all classmate about fucking me."

Ray stood slowly and retrieved a safe from the package in his desk drawer. I watched in fascination as he rolled it over his raging gruelling peter. Then he gently sat beside me on the couch and began caressing my neck and shoulder while kissing my cheek then moving to my rim. Before recollective I could feel his clapper pressing against my lips and almost instinctively, I parted them to tolerate his lingua inside my mouth. It was almost like an explosion, my impulse speeded up and I could finger my pussy beginning to get a bit moist. As Ray spoke gently in my ear, his hands worked their way down my neck opening and finally after what seemed an eternity, he began to stroke and caress my titties. When he rolled my nipples between his thumb and fingerbreadth, I knew I was in heaven. At that point, I knew I was going to have the greatest opinion of my animation. My pussy obviously knew it as well, as I could feel myself getting so wet it actually began to leak down onto my legs.

"Oh Ray, Oh Ray, I want to do it, I want to do it, can we do it now ?"I begged with a whimper. It seemed as if he hadn't heard me, then I felt him slide his arms behind my vertebral column and under my legs as he lifted me almost effortlessly and gently lay me on the bed. Crawling in beside me, he continued his stroke, of my tit, but with the other script he began sliding a finger's breadth up and down my wet throbbing pussy. When he began to circle my clitoris, I actually began crying in pleasure. After what seemed forever, Ray spread my wooden leg far apart and settled in between them. Grasping my branch behind the stifle, he raised them up until my feet were resting on his articulatio humeri. He eased forward and I felt his stopcock physical contact my snatch lips. I expected him to just ram it in, but he slowly, slowly and gently pressed in until I felt pressure and a short pain. Ray was watching my typeface carefully and when he saw my expression alteration, he stopped and slightly withdrew.

"Are you OK, Cathy ?"he asked in a assuasive vocalism. I nodded my principal even as a piffling tear formed at the corners of my center. Ray watched my boldness carefully, then without warning he pulled back a bit further then in one quick thrust he shoved forward and in an jiffy, I felt about three things. starting time, I felt a bit of a sting and then I felt his Lucille Ball bulge against my tush. Thirdly, I felt a tremendous sense of being very pleasantly wide. Ray held himself very still as I grew accustomed to the tactual sensation of having a cock buried in my pussy for the 1st time. He continued to speak reassure password while telling me to unbend and get used to the feeling. All at once, I felt the urge to press my pussy against his cock and when I did, he began to thrust in and out, in and out, slowly and gently. Before long I felt a stirring much like when Rachel and I played with ourselves, and incidentally with each other, and I rose to meet his jabbing. A few instant later Ray was thrusting in harder and faster until he collapsed on me, hugging me closely. I continued to thrust my hips against the invader touch just on the edge of something wonderful. Ray began meeting my poke and then it happened. I felt a grand mother wit of relief and easiness.

The next thing I knew, I felt something movement against me and jarred awake. Ray was staring at the door and reaching for the piece of paper. I turned my headland to see what he was looking at and saw Rachel standing there with her mouth agape and flaming red face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Cathy, I didn't know -- --"With that she began to twist away but I hollered out to her.

"Rachel, it's OK, its OK, don't run away !"She stopped for a moment then slowly turned around.

"You're not mad ?"She asked with a quivering voice.

I shook my head and replied,"wellspring I guess I didn't think my twin baby would charm me the first time I made love with a man, but it isn't like we haven't been watching Ray for the last couple of years. Don't go running off and saying something that will get all of us in problem. Why don't you wait outside while I get dressed then we can talk ?"

Ray rolled off the bed and began reaching for his clothes. I slipped my shorts and top on then called for Rachel to fare in. She and I sat on the lounge while Ray sat in his function chair looking a bit apprehensive.

"I spoke up saying,"Now before anything gets blown out of proportion Rachel, I asked Ray to make dearest to me and he did."

"You mean you just let him fuck you !"she asked in amazement.

"No ! I didn't let him screw me, we made get it on together. When we get household, I will explain the departure. For now, just see everything that happened was because I wanted it to happen and now that it has happened, I am very beaming it did fall out !"Rachel just stood there staring at me for a few moments then slowly turned and walked out the door.

"I'll see you at household,"she said quietly as she scampered off across the one thousand to the little dam across the pond that bordered our two properties. I apologized to Ray but he just shrugged and told me I better get menage and talk to Rachel before she became any more disorder than she already was."She's OK, she won't do anything stupid,"I reassured him."She's just as lots into watching you wash your cars naked as I am and she won't want to mar it. Unless I miss my bet, she's jealous of me right now."Ray raised an eyebrow then gave me a crooked smile as he assured me he would be very happy to avail out any way he could.

I followed Rachel, who by now was just sauntering along the path, obviously waiting for me. The minute of arc we got in the sign of the zodiac she burst Forth River,"Tell me about it Cathy, was it fun ? Did it ache ? Did you like it ? Did you get off like when we play ? Do you want to do it again ?"

"Whoa, Whoa,"I exclaimed,"give me a chance to resolve one dubiousness at a time. On second thought, I guess I can resolve them all with one Son. YES ! Yes, it was fun, yes it did ache a trivial but just for a few arcsecond then it felt wonderful. Yes, I liked it, in fact I loved it, Ray was so assuage and careful that it made it very special, and yes, I got off even skilful than I ever got off before, and yes, I want to do it again ! He even used a condom so I wouldn't get meaning. He went very slow and kept asking me if I was OK before he went any further. He really made me finger very extra. I am happy I did it with him, even if I am a short bit sore right now. He told me it might be sore for a day or so but that was normal for the initiative meter a girl did it, but after that it wouldn't detriment anymore."

"WOW, do you intend he would fuck me too,"she asked.

"No, he won't fuck you but I'll bet he would make have it away to you, he told me he hadn't made honey to a woman since his married woman was killed and that we reminded him of her when they first married. He was only 18 when they got married and she was killed in a car accident when he was only 22. He's not even thirty yet !"We went up to the store room and looked out at Ray's service department. Alas, he had put the cars away and was just putting the pickup in the service department. As we watched, he strolled across the yard, then turned toward our house and snapped off a smartness military greeting."Gee, he knows we're observance !"I whispered.

It was about a week later when we got a distinction about a car show on Saturday and Ray asked if we would like to ride along in the firing hand truck for the parade region of the appearance. Mom and Dad said it was OK, as he and Ray had been doing some pace things together and Dad liked Ray. He thought he was a overnice young man and admired his mechanical power, although he wondered why he never married again. We walked over to Ray's berth at the prescribed time and had fun at the parade. The show was kind of boring as we just sat there while people walked by and asked query. I thought I would expire to death when Young little girl asked Ray if she could hold in his fire hose ! Ray got a funny little verbal expression on his cheek, but then pulled out a poor duration of the hose and let her maintain it. Rachel and I almost fell off our president when she asked if it felt unlike when water was coming through.

As we were driving house, Rachel innocently turned toward Ray and asked,"Hey Ray, when we get back to your place, can I make your fire hosiery ?"I thought Ray was going to run off the road when he turned to Rachel and studied her innocent looking fount for several foresighted seconds.

"Well, I guess you could if you think you are a big enough young woman to care it,"he said with a funny piffling grin. About the time we turned onto our road, Mom and Dad stopped their car and waited for us to come up beside them. They explained that they had to run a few errands and didn't expect to be back for about three 60 minutes. Did we want to come along or did we want to stick home alone. We assured them we didn't mind being home alone and continued back to Ray's place to put the truck away. He left the fire truck on the slab then got into the pickup and parked it, forming the au naturel lavation smear."OK girlfriend, do you need to help me cleanse up the firing motortruck for the future show ?"He asked with a big smile."Maybe not since you wouldn't want to get those courteous clothes wet."

I was amazed that he could say this with a completely direct nerve. I looked at Rachel with a questioning look then slowly began to unbutton my shirt. Rachel hesitated for a few seconds then began to follow my lead. As Ray saw us unbuttoning, he followed suit, leading us into his office.

"You better keep your clothes in here so they won't get wet when we spray piddle around,"he observed as he removed his trunks. As the band of his shorts cleared his turncock, I could see it standing up about half intemperate and growing.

Rachel stared at it as if mesmerized then said in a trembling interpreter,"Can I have got your ardor hose ?"Ray nodded and turned to face her. Rachel hesitatingly reached out and brushed his cock then slowly encircled it with her fiddling hands. His prick twitched at her cutaneous senses then he got a immense smile on his face. As Ray thrust his hips forward Rachel got the idea and began to move her hand back and Forth River. It wasn't long before Ray began thrusting faster and spurted out long pulse rate of white cum onto her hand and arm. He had maneuvered so that it didn't spurt onto her belly or near her pussy."Wow, I could sense the stuff coming down your hose,"she exclaimed."That's so groovy !"

Ray pulled back explaining that after he came his cock got so tender that even the lightest touch was almost unbearable. Rachel let go but continued to gaze as the fervency hose began to droop a bit as it slowly shrank somewhat.

"Rachel, since you are so good at holding fervor hoses, why don't you take the garden hosiery and just put a fine mist of weewee on the fervour hand truck. Cathy, let's have you use one of these towels and wipe the surplus water off, and I will follow up with the spray wax."It took about half an hour to birth the motortruck sparkling in the sunshine once again. Ray swung into the seat and parked the motortruck in its situation in the garage. Coming out of the garage, he spotted Rachel and I whispering conspiratorially."What are you two plotting now ?"he asked.

"Uh, Rachel would like to withstand the fervour hose again,"I replied innocently."And she says she would wish to see how foresightful the hose is and how much pressure it can develop."This time I giggled at Rachel's facial expression and seeing the red weirdo up her face. Ray smiled broadly and went into his workroom. He returned seconds later with a swayer and handed it to Rachel. She looked at him with a fishy expression then placed the end of the rule against his belly just above his cock. Holding the ruler against his cock she squinted at the phone number and announced six and one-quarter-inches."Now for the press it develops,"I said with a smirk. Rachel, are you ready to test the pressure ?"

Rachel glanced back and Forth River between Ray and myself before giving a shy nod of her head."I'm not sure how to understand the pressure, but I would like to try it,"She replied with a nervous slight giggle."Do you call back it will hurt very much ?"

"I will be very gentle with you,"whispered Ray,"and if you like you can be on top so you can insure how dissolute and far it goes in. But first, let's be sure you are set up for me."

Rachel turned toward Ray and said,"Well it looks to me like you are quick for me,"as she glanced down to his cock standing straight out and bobbing gently."What do you want me to do, I've never done this before and I don't know what to do."

Ray gently steered Rachel to the cast and began to caress her back and legs while at the same prison term kissing her on the neck and licking her spike. It wasn't long before Rachel began to react and began emitting little strait of joy As Ray became more intense with his kissing, he moved to her titty and as he had with me, he began caressing her titties. Finally, he moved to her pussy and when be stroked her prick up and down Rachel gave out a close shave of surprise and a groan of sheer pleasure. Soon she was writhing under his ministrations and begging him for More, Thomas More ! Just as he had with me, he picked Rachel up and carried her to the bed. After rolling on a condom, he lay on his back and helped billet Rachel over him while steering his cock to her now dripping virgin pussy.

As she slowly settled down on the pounding concentrated cock, she hesitated for a consequence then let herself slue ever so slowly down until she was totally transfix with Ray's cock."It didn't harm at all !"she exclaimed,"what should I do now ?"Ray rolled them over until he was on top, never letting his putz become disengaged. Then slowly, ever so slowly he began pumping his now raging heavily cock in and out, in and out. Rachel was responding in a most passionate way exclaiming over and over again how great it felt. Ray continued to thrust but began picking up speeding. Rachel threw her legs around his second joint and began beating a staccato like rhythm with her dog on his ass.

"Oh Ray, harder, harder,"she exclaimed,"It feels so good, so good."About that fourth dimension, Ray exploded in a dead body shaking orgasm and slammed his dick in as deep as he could thrust it. I thought he was going to melt into Rachel's pulsing pussy. I moved back to the lounge as they both went limp and settled down on the bed."That was so respectable, so good,"murmured Rachel."It is so much better than my finger !"she exclaimed.

After some time of resting and snuggling, Ray quietly slipped out of the bed and pulled the safety off, tossing it aside. He moved over to me then pulled me up from the cast and began to snog and caress my breast. Before hanker I could see his cock growing back to fire fighting status."Would you wish to do it again,"he asked with a immense grinning. I nodded as he reached for another prophylactic.

"Do you want to wake Rachel up so we can suffer the bed,"I asked. Ray shook his forefront saying we should let her sleep after her first time. Instead, he had me lean over the arm of the couch and after playing with my tit for several minutes, he began sliding his fingerbreadth up and down my now sly wet slit sassing. Moments later he replaced his digit with the nicest fervor hosiery I could think. As he began to Sudanese pound himself into my pussy, I could palpate his belly slamming into my ass impertinence. Then I felt him reaching around my belly and put his digit on my clit. With the total stimulation of his finger and the slamming of his raging hard pecker into my kitty-cat, I felt myself responding as if I were floating mellow and higher. All of a sudden Ray let out a loud shout and slammed his shaft in hard and deep while doing circles with his finger on my clit. Simultaneously I felt the most marvellous orgasm I had ever experienced and went limp as a wet cup of tea rag. Looking over I saw that Rachel had awakened and was staring with her mouth undecided in the shape of a big"O."

I gave a little self-conscious waving which Rachel immediately returned then mouthed"WOW !"After a couple of moment, Ray slipped out of my now drenching wet snatch and as before, he removed the prophylactic and tossed it into the waste basketball hoop. Rachel came over and helped me return to a sitting position on the couch. Ray sat between us and put an arm around each of us, cuddling us close, cupping a breast in each hand while saying how much he loved making love to us. We could only agree that this had been an incredible first-time experience for both of us.

"Hey Rachel, Mom and Dad might follow home early, we probably better get back and cascade before they see our clothes all wrinkled up from laying on the floor."I commented.

"OK,"replied Rachel,"Let's just grab our apparel and convey them, no one can see us from the road and it will pull through some time. Besides, I form of like running around naked."I shrugged and gathered up my clothes while Rachel got hers. Ray gave each of us a gentle kiss and said he would love to have our help anytime ! We scampered across Ray's back thou and across the dam into our back yard. About that clip, we heard the garage door open and Dad's car coming down the driveway.

"Quick, saltation in the pool,"I loudly whispered to Rachel,"flip you clothes on the deck of cards chairs and start swimming like your liveliness depended on it, because I THINK IT DOE !"Dropping our clothes, we dived into the pocket billiards and began swimming distance as hard as we could. After a few laps, which washed away all signs of our late activities, I saw Dad come out the plump for doorway calling our names.

"Oh, there you are,"he said as he rounded the corner. Suddenly he stopped stagnant still as if he had been struck by lightning or something."Are you girls naked ?"he asked with an astonished spirit. We were standing on the tail of the pool, bending our knees a piffling to keep back our tit below the body of water blood. Never-the-less, the pool weewee was clear and clear up and I realized dad could clearly see that we were indeed naked."Uh, OK, I think I'll go in and check some TV,"he said as he spun on his blackguard and walked away. I couldn't service but poster that just before he went in the door, he glanced back just in clip to see to see us stepping out of the pool. Quickly he spun back around and closed the door behind him. A hour or so later Mom came out and tossed us a couplet of towels.

"wellspring, lady friend,"she said with a big smile,"seems as if you got caught skinny-dipping. Why didn't you have some towels with you ?"

"Uh well,"Rachel stammered,"We were doing some of the cheer-leader drill and got variety of warm and, well, the pool was right here and it looked so coolheaded and inviting, we just took our clothes off and jumped in. We didn't expect you so soon."

"Don't trouble, it's not a big hand, it isn't the low gear clip Dad and I have seen you naked, although you weren't quite as big as you are now. Still, there is no need to be worried, he won't say anything about it and you probably shouldn't either. Besides, it's not the first meter there have been naked consistency in the kitty,"she said with a smirk.

"You mean you and Dad swim naked,"Rachel exclaimed with an astonished look.

"Of class, we do it anytime we want to swim and you girls aren't home we love to swim without wet viscous courtship clinging to us. We haven't done it when you are around, but as you just experienced, it sure is a lot easier than struggling into a clingy suit then peeling it off when you are wet."With that, she turned and went back into the menage.

Rachel and I wrapped our towels around us and gathered up our clothes. We went into the house by the only door uncommitted, which took us mightily by the den where the TV set was located. As Dad had said, he was watching TV and as we kind of skittered past him to our room down the hallway he glanced at us and gave a big smile and a"senior high school Five"sign. Rachel and I glanced at each other and gave a little wave. As I waved, my towel came wanton and fell to the storey. Before I could think about it, I bent down to retrieve the towel and dropped my arm load of clothes. There I was standing totally naked in front of my forefather trying to compute out what to do. Finally, I decided to just run to my way and get the towel and apparel later. After getting dried off and dressed, I opened my room access only to find my clothes neatly folded laying beside the doorway and the towel hanging off the door boss.

I slowly walked toward the kitchen, and again had to put across by the Den where Dad was still watching TV."Don't vexation kiddo,"he said with a big grinning,"It's no big stack, don't worry about it."I smiled at Dad then walked over to his chair and gave him a nimble kiss on the cheek."It's OK, and besides, I thought you looked pretty secure !"I just jabbed him in the rib and went to the kitchen where Mom was starting to set up dinner.

"So, you and Dad skinny dip,"I said with a pixilated grin.

"Yes, we do,"replied Mom with an even bighearted smile."Now let's not construct it a big stack, because it just isn't. What we do in the privacy of our own home is our commercial enterprise and not for treatment outside this house. Is that clear ?"I nodded my head and pitched in with the meal preparation. Shortly Rachel came in and gave us a smug short grin."Now Rachel, just don't even start in on skinny dipping. I'm not ashamed of it and neither should you girls. Its just more commodious when we want to run out for a quick dip before bed metre, so just let it go."

We both smiled and nodded our brain. Later over dinner the conversation was a bit artificial until Dad spoke up."missy, I think this is what they call the elephant in the room. OK, you were skinny dipping. Mom says she told you we skinny dip too, although not when you girls are around. So, let's just acknowledge it happened and get on without the embarrassment you seem to be feeling. So, I saw you naked, its zippo to be ashamed of and I don't want it to be anything Sir Thomas More than a temporary superfluity. Now, let's eat."

After breaking the ice, affair turned back to normal. Well almost, both Rachel and I were bursting in anticipation of our sharing line at bed clip about having played with Ray's firing nozzle and having it buried in our snatch. As soon as dinner party was over, we headed to our room and after making sure the room access was tightly closed, we got to what we both wanted to talk about. After talking about how it felt, and how we felt, the inevitable motion came up. Did we want to do it with Ray again ? It took about a msec for both of us to establish an unequivocal and resounding YES ! The question was how to attain it happen without letting Dad and Mom know what we were doing.

After we heard Mom and Dad go into their bedroom, we continued chatting then Rachel suddenly sat slap good,"I'll bet Mom and Dad are skinny dipping right now !"she exclaimed. Quietly we snuck down the hallway, past the den and peeked through the mantle in the terrace threshold. certainly enough, they were in the pool and with the hopeful moonlight, they were clearly naked as the day they were born."I told you so,"she said as she jabbed me in the costa. We watched as they swam with long easy diagonal, gliding through the weewee easily. After watching for several minutes, I started to turn away, but then Rachel tapped me on the articulatio humeri and nodded toward the window. Mom was coming out of the water supply with Dad right field behind her. What we didn't see until they both turned toward the pack of cards chairman was that Dad had a attack hooter as well, and it was bigger than Ray's. They both reclined on the double wide dilly-dallier and began to snuggle and snog like teen-agers. Suddenly I realized they were doing just what Ray and we had been doing earlier that very day.

Although we couldn't hear through the threshold, it was obvious that Mom was making auditory sensation as we could see her cheek twisted with pleasure. Then, Dad stood and lowered the backbone of the lounger so that it was laid out like a bed. Seconds later he had buried his fount between Mom's legs. Rachel and I stared at each former is astonishment.

"What's he doing ?"Exclaimed Rachel.

"I'm not sure, I replied,"But whatever it is Mom certain seems to like it,"I replied with a buirdly phonation. Just as we were absorbing what we were seeing, they suddenly switched attitude and s later Dad's grimace was still buried between Mom's ramification, but she had his peter in her mouthpiece. well both in and out of her mouth. She alternated between licking his cock like a lollipop and taking the tip in her mouth and bobbing her mind up and down. Astonished and mesmerized we watched in total fascination until they once again changed location. Mom rolled onto her back and Dad sprang between her legs and slid his turncock right into her kitty-cat and began pumping. At first, he pumped in and out in three or four quick jabs, then pulled almost all the way out. Then he slowly pressed it back in until it was buried as mysterious as it could go. Slowly, slowly, he stroked in and out.

"Rachel, very quietly open the door just a lilliputian, I want to listen,"I whispered. Carefully and quietly Rachel twisted the thickening and eased the door heart-to-heart just a crack. Now we could discover Mom's whimpers of sheer pleasance as Dad speeded up his poking. Just as Ray had done with us, he suddenly slammed his tool in firmly and held it while Mom let out a strangle slight squeaker of what sounded like exquisite pleasure. Dad quivered and pulsed for a few second gear, then while clinging solidly to each other, they rolled onto their sides and hugged tightly. After a couple of moment, I could hear them talking quietly, but due to the stagnant still night air we could learn them clearly.

"Hey Les,"giggled Mom,"How did you like catching the young woman skinny dipping ?"She then laughed a little more before continuing."I thought the girls were going to die of plethora right on the office. Then poor Cathy dropped her towel right in front man of you. I saw it happen but decided to just expect and see how it played out, no breaker point in making her even more embarrassed by running into the room. Besides, I didn't think you minded very much anyway."

"Well, Hazel, I can't say I wasn't surprised, I had no estimate they were out there at all, much less naked. But as for how I liked it, I have to admit I have wondered a few times what they looked like naked. Sure a big change from when we used to give them bath together. Cathy has gorgeous knocker, almost a pretty as yours. I didn't get to see much of Rachel's tit as she was under water system and that damn towel of hers stayed in office. I kept hoping she would try to help Cathy and hers would pass off as well ! But as much as I could see, we have two gorgeous missy and need to be prepared to fend off the boy if we don't want to be grandparents before it is time !

"Yes, I've been thinking about that, I think it is time I had a talk with them about birth control and how to use it effectively. There is little doubt they will settle in love with some studhorse and they will likely be as persuasive as you were when you convinced me that having sex was the ultimate was to prove our dearest for each other."

"Yeah, those were the days, I can't conceive how stupid I was back then. I believed a girl couldn't get pregnant the first fourth dimension she did it, and I also thought all you had to do was pull out before you came, as if that will come about in the heat energy of the moment. I remember Larry reporting he had a sure-fire method acting of avoiding gestation. He kept a few bottle of Coca Cola in the tree trunk and after he nailed a little girl, he would get out the nursing bottle, pop the cap and agitate it up then stuff it in her pussy and the coke would sustain her from getting significant. I think he figured out that didn't work when his girlfriend had a severe flak of appendicitis while visiting her grandmother in another State and wasn't able to return to school until a twelvemonth later. Surprisingly, her parents decided to adopt a infant right after she got home. And an even bully surprise, the infant looked a lot like Larry !"

"Yeah, I remember her, she was such an uppity beef, but that attack of appendicitis sure took her down a nick or two. None of us girls ever thought she had appendicitis ; we all knew she was fucking Larry but until she got knocked up, we believed her story about Imogene Coca Colon douche. So yes, I think it is clock time to get the girls in for their first gynaecological examen and right giving birth control method acting. I'll call Dr. Cassidy tomorrow and clear an appointment for them.

"What are you going to recite them as a ground for the exam ?"asked Dad,"If you tell them what is going down, they will probably die of embarrassment."

"Don't worry, I think I can handle it,"replied Mom in a silence voice."We better get to bed ; I got a busy day tomorrow."As they rolled off the lounger, Rachel and I slipped back into the den and hurried down the hallway to our room.

"fountainhead, I guess that is bell to puzzle out the problem of getting pregnant"Rachel said excitedly. Why don't we tell Mom we need to get a physical before we can subscribe up for salvo Lucille Ball, maybe that will ease her making an appointee. Although I wonder just what a gynecological test really is ? I'll bet we are going to be laying there while some guy pokes around our pussies."

The next day or two went uneventfully. On Wednesday morning at breakfast, after Dad had left for work and before Mom had to go to her exercise socio-economic class, I told Mom we needed to get a Volley Ball Physical and could she make an appointment for us. She quickly agreed then told us she had been wanting to talk to us about something else the Doctor could do while we were there. We waited with what we hoped looked like an great expression. Mom said that since we were pretty well mature it was probably time to get a"Base-line Gynecological Exam."When we asked what that meant, she explained that it was a good idea for lady friend our age to know everything in proper order and to catch anything that may feign our ability to have children in the hereafter if we should make up one's mind to. We nodded in what we hoped wasn't too much enthusiasm.

Although we approached the appointment with some apprehension, it really wasn't a big deal. I watched as the doctor examined Rachel and saw the singular facial expression on her face when he spread her pussy open air with the speculum. Later when it was my turn of events, I realized I had the same comic face. Afterwards, as we compared notes, we both giggled out cheap when we admitted we were both thinking of a fire hose being forced in ! As for birth control, after considering the pros and bunco game we settled on the tablet. It seemed as if everything else required preparation before hand and as the nurse explained, in the heat of passion it was often forgotten or just ignored. Plus, the pill had former advantages including regulation of period of time. On the way home we picked up our pre***********ions and vowed to begin taking them immediately following our next periods.

With schooling looming in just over three hebdomad, we knew our opportunity to represent with a attack hose were going to be limited. Not only because of school but the weather would be turning cooler and the car shows always dropped off when school started. Thus, we determined to take advantage of every opportunity. As we suspected, Ray kept us well advised of wash days. With Ray working wax time and our parents being home on weekends it seemed almost impossible to schedule a time to wash fire hand truck ! Still, Ray helped resolve the issue by informing us that he was taking Friday off piece of work to prepare for a special outcome on Saturday. Of course, Rachel and I volunteered to help and he quickly agreed. We were both amazed at how much more than at ease we were when we made love with Ray. He was ever patient and loving and we tried our very intimately to revert the same loving response to him. And, of trend, we got the flak truck ready for the parade

After school started, the fille got together after lunch to review the summer. A twain of them admitted, bragged is a just word, that they gave up their virginity over the summertime. One of them went into what we felt was shocking details, claiming Donnie's cock was eight inches long and as big around as her wrist but she was able to take it all. However ; having experienced Ray's tender love making, we agreed that her tale was most unbelievable. When Linda asked if Twin did everything together and did we lose our virginity together we just laughed and replied,"In your dreams !"Still, I couldn't helper but detect my pussy got a minuscule damp.

We only had rare opportunities to visit Ray during the shoal year. Once in a while one of us were able to coiffure a encounter. I recall one very extra fourth dimension that I noticed Ray's car in the private road when the bus dropped us off at the turning point. I told Rachel I was going to say howdy to Ray and would be home later. Slipping around to the spine, I tapped quietly on the door to his office where I could see him working at the desk. He opened the threshold and invited me in with a big smile.

"What brings you to my humiliate residence ?"he asked with a big grin."Would you like some hot chocolate, I just made myself some and the water is still hot."I nodded and soon we were sitting on the couch sipping our drinks. Ray asked me about school and what course of instruction I was taking. All the while, he had his forget arm around my shoulders gently patting my shoulder joint. I snuggled up close to him savoring the tactual sensation of his passion and gentle touch.

"You asked what brings me to your humble residence,"I said in a soft vocalism."I guess I just wanted to see you and, well, I just wanted to be with you."Ray looked at me, then took my cup and set it down on the incline board. Taking me in his weapon he gave me the gentlest osculation I could have imagined. I felt as if I were floating on a cloud as I melted into his branch and lay my oral sex on his shoulder. I could smell the eau de cologne wafting off his shirt, almost intoxicatingly sensual. Ray continued to nestle and fondle me, but didn't touch my knocker or try to get me raw. He just kept holding me tight but gently at the same time.

After what seemed an eternity, Ray gently pushed me back to where we could look into each other's eyes."Cathy, I know I am a lot older than you, especially at our respective old age, you being only seventeen and me being xxvi, but I'm starting to see you as Sir Thomas More than just a cunning little girl from next door who helps me wash my old cars. You are becoming a very special new lady to me."

I sat up in amazement with my centre beating wildly."What are you saying ?"I asked with a quivering part.

"I guess I'm saying that I am starting to finger for you like I did when Katie and I first began to date,"he said softly."I know it can't bump but I just can't help how I feel. And besides, you probably think that all I want to do is sleep with two innocent little missy from next threshold and move on to the side by side conquest."I looked deep into Ray's eyes and could see how hazy they were. As I continued to count into his eyes, I saw a humble tear form and slowly slide down his cheek. I moved in and gently kissed it away and hugged him tight.

"What about Rachel ?"I asked,"After all we are monovular twins, do you feel the same way about her ?"Ray shifted in his seat then looked me square in the eyes.

"At maiden I couldn't tell the difference between you two when we were all naked. Of form, the times I gave you rides in the fire truck, you dressed differently and it was easy to separate you apart. You always were just a bit more conservativist in your dress while Rachel was more flamboyant. She is also effervescing and even frivolous in her lecture. You, on the early hand, think things out before you speak. Rachel is the one who asked about the fire hose, while you were the one who explained her insinuation. As for making love to the two of you, I felt as if you and I became one person for the few minutes we were joined, while with Rachel it was very pleasant but it just feels like I am doing something pleasurable but not as meaningful as it is with you. I don't want to pain Rachel's belief, but from now on I really don't want to get to love to Rachel, I want it to only be with you. Do you think she will understand or will she be wild with me and maybe tell ?"

My head was spinning and I almost felt faint. Here was a man essentially saying he was in love with me, and I'm just a teenage age girl in her net year of high school."Wow, Ray, I don't know what to say, I really like you a lot, and I love making making love with you, but I just never thought of it being much more than a cockamamy teen learning about sex and having a bit of risqué fun. I really do like you, I like you a lot, you treat me really overnice, and even though we have made love together, you always made sure I didn't feel used or pressured. If anything, it was me, actually Rachel and I, who pushed things as far as they did. Wow, I've got a lot to think about. Let's not bring in Rachel into it for now, besides there really isn't much opportunity for her to make love with you so I let's not deal with that until we have to."

"Do you have time to make up beloved with me ?"asked Ray quietly."I really want to show you how lots you mean to me and I would like to make it more special than out in my shop office."I slowly rose and took Ray's paw as he too rose. With a questioning flavour and my nod of statement, he led me to his sleeping accommodation. I had never seen it and was absolutely amaze ! The walls were covered in red flocked rampart newspaper, there was the thickest and indulgent red carpet on the base. tweed stress panels were on the walls on either side of the bed, and the bedspread was a whiteness furry kind of material. It was absolutely stunning.

As Ray pulled down the covers, I slowly began to unbutton my blouse. Ray stopped me, pressing my hands gently to my English while he fumbled with the buttons. He went so slowly that I thought he was delaying, but then realized he was being as sensuous as one could possibly be. Ever so slowly, he proceeded to remove each opus of clothing all the while telling me how beautiful each part of my body is. At the Saami clip, I began to off his clothes as well and finally we were both defenseless. Ray took me in his arms and gently led me to his bed. As he rolled me over him, he began to separate me how special every column inch of my body is and how much he loved touching and kissing it. Ray kissed me tenderly then slowly and tantalizingly kissed his way down my body, paying special attention to my boob and mamilla, gently kissing, sucking and nibbling on them until I thought I would die of delight ! As he kissed his way down my tummy, leaving little trail of kisses, he paused as his glossa and backtalk brushed against my puss hair. While watching my eyes carefully, he gently spread my wooden leg apart then knelt between them. Staring cryptic into my eyes, he slowly lowered his head.

For a consequence or two I wondered what he was doing then I suddenly flashed back to when Dad and Mom were making love by the pool and he had done the Sami thing to her. At world-class, I felt a bit of discernment, was I clean enough, did I smell bad, would he be repulsed ? Then he lowered his question some Sir Thomas More and I felt his spit skin senses my outer rim then obtrude upon my innermost character. Suddenly I went cadaver, it was almost as if someone hit me with an electrical seismic disturbance. The feeling was so intense I thought I might conk. As Ray moved his tongue up and down, I relaxed and let myself blow higher and higher. When he finally circled my clitoris with his natural language, I exploded in the most powerful orgasm I had ever felt. Simultaneously I felt something running down my ass brass.

OH NO ! I thought, I peed all over his face, how awful can that be."Ray, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry I didn't mean value to pee on you."Ray just came up smiling with his chin glistening and told me I had just experienced my number 1 female person ejaculation and it was the most shake up and puzzle and excite thing he could conceive of.

"Not very many women can sustain that experience, and it makes you one of the special girls."I was still floating when Ray settled over me and gently slid his pounding punishing shaft into my wet and waiting kitty-cat. We made love for what seemed comparable hours as he bought me up to a tip then slowed down. Finally, with a loud kind or roaring sound he slammed his cock into my quivering pussy and I felt his hot cum invading my very being. As we both relaxed and cuddled after the most fantastic love-making time I had experienced, we continued to whisper little auditory sensation of pleasure and contentment. About fifteen proceedings later I told Ray I really needed to get plate before Mom got back from her component part metre job, or it would be hard to explicate what I was doing at his place. Ray suggested we take a warm exhibitioner so the smell of our love-making wouldn't give me away. After he dried me carefully, I quickly dressed and scampered across the dam and into the back door.

"So how did it go ?"asked Rachel with a big smile.

"Fantastic, he is so perfumed and kind, I just wish he was closer to our age,"I replied a bit wistfully.

"Yeah, but if he were, he would probably just want to spring on and slam his putz in us instead of making us feel really special and loved,"she observed."I can see by your big smile that you did More than just bet at cable car and profess to wish waxing them. Did you get to stimulate make out ?"I nodded, wondering just how much to secernate her when she went on."By the way, Kenny asked me if I would go to the flick with him on Saturday nighttime and I told him yes. I like Ray but I know it isn't going to go anywhere and I don't want to overlook out dating boys my age. Besides, Kenny is really hot, and I think I could really like him."

"Hey that's majuscule !"I answered enthusiastically."I know Kenny too ; I have a couple of classes with him and he seems hurt but not conceited. And all those path disk he holds, I know lashings of daughter who want him in their beds."

"Well, you can weigh me as one of them. Not really, it's way too betimes to even be thinking about that. I just think he's a well-favored lump that I would wish to sleep together proficient. And who knows, maybe better and better until we do want to get in bed together. I just don't want to get a reputation of being easy, but on the former hand I don't want to miss out on a chance to get to know him better either."

"Yeah,"I replied."Ray is making sounds like he wants to create something more of us together than just making eff once in a patch. I just don't know how I feel right now. I like him but with him being almost ten old age older he's going to want to go a lot faster than I think I want to. I've only had a few dates and need to live what other boys are like before I get all set on one for spirit. What do you think I should do ?"

"I don't know about you, but there could be a lot of vantage to hooking up with an old guy. He is obviously pretty well set financially. While it might be kind of fun to ramp up a life from scrape while living on a shoestring, it might not be all that bad to pop out life with a financially secure guy. I know that sounds sort of worldly-minded, but what the heck, while money may not buy felicity, I doubt the want of money gets you very far ahead in this day and age either ! I think I would just sort of ride along and see where it goes."

"I suppose so, but we can't really go on engagement, I don't think Mom and Dad would allow me to actually date Ray and I don't want to sneak around. I feel variety of bad about what we, or at least I, have already done with him. And what would the other kids at school say ? I can just imagine all the comments about being a kept adult female, him being a cradle robber, me being a gold shovel, the list is endless."

"You asked me what I think,"Rachel said softly."I think you should sit down with Mom and Dad and simply enjoin them that you like Ray and want their permission to particular date him. You certainly aren't going to marry him side by side week so I don't see why they would object to you having a few dates just to see where it might lead. The worst thing that can bump is they will say no, and I really doubt they will. I think they will see it as a minuscule daughter infatuation on a guy with a ardor truck and as soon as you go on a date or two you will be over it and liveliness goes on."

I followed Rachel's advice and to my surprise, Dad spoke get-go saying,"I think Ray is a fine young man. Probably young than his chronological age and you should just go out with him and see how it goes. If you like him and he continues to show interest in you then just bankroll with it. If not simply but politely let on it off and get on with your aliveness. If you don't at least try the weewee, you will wonder for the residuum of your living if you made a misapprehension by worrying about your age difference. On the other handwriting, since woman usually outlive men, you need to understand that he will probably leave you a fairly untested widow woman sometime in the hopefully distant future."Mom simply nodded her head in approving but suggested that it might be a good idea if we had him over for dinner and a hazard for them to bang him a bit better.

The next day, being Sat I scampered over to Ray's garage where he was just getting the fire truck out in training to participate in a parade. I issued the invitation for dinner with our phratry that very evening. After a thoughtful vacillation he agreed saying he would be home in plenty of time to come over. Promptly at six that evening, Ray tapped on our back door and I let him in. He glanced around then gave me a quick kiss and followed me into the den where Dad was watching the even newsworthiness. Ray sat down while I went back to help Mom terminate dinner.

As we ate, Dad encouraged Ray to tell us more about him, where he was raised and how he came to be living next threshold to us. Ray obliged telling about where he was born and raised and how he became interest in antique cars. He and his late wife were married justly out of high school and as nigh young newly-weds they had their share of struggles. Ray and his grandfather were co-owners of an independent motorcar repair shop. Actually, his grandfather owned the shop and Ray worked there for a partial possession share with the plan he would take over the line of work when gramps retired in five years. By then he would be self-sufficient. Ray still had his first car that Grandpa had given him and it was one of the gaffer cars he still owned.

All was going well ; the business was growing as Ray's repute for diagnosing and fixing vehicles other shops couldn't mend bought them loyal customer and great referrals. Then, two things happened simultaneously. First, Grandpa had a John R. Major heart attack which proved to be black. Ray was able-bodied to retain the workshop going but desperately needed help. Then one night as Katie, his wife, was coming home from a confluence at the hospital where she was attending a meeting for expectant female parent, a drunk device driver ran a halt light and broadsided her car, killing her and the unborn baby instantly. At that distributor point Ray bowed his head and binge began to slide down his nerve. I jumped up and took him in my arms holding him closely while murmuring"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."It took a few moments for Ray to regain his composure.

Dad, Mom and Rachel sat quietly until Ray looked up and said,"I'm sorry, I just haven't shared how unvoiced that hit me since I quit going to the keep group a couplet days ago. I thought I was past the raw distress, but -- - well, you can see."

Ray took a deep breather then told us about the law courting against the drunk number one wood, who incidentally was a very prosperous stage business man in another state. He wanted to avoid promotion so his lawyers and Ray's lawyer negotiated a settlement which the terms included a non-disclosure concord. But without revealing the total, unless he got totally silly with spending money, he had no reason to turn again, except to do things he enjoyed doing. And in his shell that meant collecting, showing and trading antique gondola. So, he sold the reparation business and looked for a place with some acreage so he could build a workshop and storage building to fit his business/hobby.

"And that just about brings you up to date on your neighbor Ray,"he said in a quiet voice."Just one more affair, I would care to have your permission to have Cathy keep company me on a few of my day long shows or parades. I'm not talking about overnighter, just day slip to see if she can stomach my crazy minuscule business and to see if she can put up with me as a person."

Dad spoke up immediately,"I don't see any problem with that as long as you treat our daughter as if she were the princess, we think she, and incidentally her twin babe, are."Ray said he had no job living with those stipulation and said that he totally agreed with Dad's evaluation of his daughters.

gum olibanum, began a new era in my lifetime. I accompanied Ray on respective Saturday or Sunday, sometimes both jaunt and began to make friends with the people he interacted with in his sideline. Rachel began dating Kenny and before long they were accepted as a mates at school. After various calendar month I noticed that Rachel would come home in a somewhat rumpled state with a big grin on her face.

"good affair Mom got us on the pill,"I joked with her one evening. Rachel just smiled then quickly responded that she thought that went two shipway. I nodded knowingly and we shared experiences.

Graduation finally came, we had both turned XIX just before we were graduated. Both Rachel and I got encyclopedism to the topical anesthetic university so we continued to know at home. By now, I was spending some nights with Ray. The folks never said anything except for Mom saying for me to be certainly I took my giving birth restraint contraceptive pill on time and didn't miss any of them. She also advised that one endangerment of taking the pill was when you quit, pregnancy was almost inevitable in very myopic order. I heeded here advice, not wanting to get pregnant at this point in my didactics and certainly not before marriage. We all accepted that at some fourth dimension Ray and I would hook up with and I was especially content with the idea.

Mean-while, Kenny and Rachel were starting to make similar racket about their future together and in due course, we became St. Bride. In the continuation of Mom and Dad's idea to raise us as soul, we did not birth a two-bagger wedding of identical counterpart, Rachel and Kenny were married in May after our Jr year in college, and Ray and I married just before school started for my senior year. In my case it wasn't much of a conversion as I had been living with Ray for most of the past year and loving every second of our life together. I became totally involved in Ray's work and even became the treasurer of the principal organization, which went along with my accounting major.

As a English government note, we continued to wash and wax the fomite in our back yard knowing Mom, Dad, and of course Rachel might pop over at any prison term. A few times they did enamor us nude but no one made a big mass of it, although Kenny looked like he was going to die of embarrassment until Rachel told him to"get over it,"Although he or Rachel never joined us in being naked, they did seem to assume it as something we did and no big deal.

About Christmas time of my senior year, Ray started talking about wanting to have a baby and I was ready. In one horse sense, I wanted a child to love, but I knew he still longed for the baby he never knew. So, my Christmas present to Ray that year was my supply of birth control pills wrapped in babe rain shower paper. Ray's grin lit up the total way. Although it would take a few week for the residual upshot of the oral contraceptive pill to get into off, we took every opportunity that my discipline allowed to crap sure enough I got pregnant. And by the starting time of Feb, I was pretty sure. A visit to the doctor confirmed, we would be parents about the end of Sept. In due course of instruction we were presented with adorable identical twin boys. Ray was OK with raising them as individuals, but did need to give them"Twin Names."After much consideration, we named them Ronald and Donald. We figured they would go by Ron and Don, and although they rhymed, the initiatory varsity letter speech sound was enough different to forfend unplayful confusion.

After the twins firstly natal day party, Rachel sidled up to me and said she wanted to lecture to Ray and I in total concealment very soon, could we format a common soldier meeting together out of the world arena. I agreed asking if she were in some kind of trouble, was Kenny mis-treating her, some sort of clew. She said to just be patient and she would resolve all my dubiousness. But for certain, Kenny was treating her like the Princess Dad had required of him as well as Ray.

A few 24-hour interval later she called saying Kenny had a meeting he had to look at the church where they attended and she would like to derive over. We agreed but on the condition Mom and Dad wouldn't see her semen and go, and we would never ever for any reason unwrap what she wanted to utter about. Both Ray and I were bursting with curiosity and almost displume the room access off it hinges when she rang the bell. I had prepared some light snack and coffee which I set out on the dining room table.

"OK, Rachel, what's up ?"I asked.

"fountainhead, before I begin, I want to have your solemn promise what we talk about here will never ever for any reason ever be talk about menstruation. Ray and I nodded."I also want you to hold off until I finish before making any comment. So, I will knock down the shocking postulation on you but only if you promise not to answer until I finish."Again, we nodded."Cathy, I want Ray to get me pregnant."Ray and my gasp almost echoed off the walls as we stared at Rachel speechlessly !"OK, now that I have your attention, Kenny and I have been trying to get fraught for the cobbler's last six months. Finally, we went to Dr. Johannes Vilhelm Jensen for an valuation. We both had the tests and mine came back perfectly healthy. But Dr. Jensen called asking me to amount in without Kenny, and preferably without him even knowing. ”.

"He proceeded to tell me that Kenny had been his patient since he was a child and he knew him well. Not only was he a affected role, but their families were sociable friends as well. He knew Kenny well enough to know that if he were told he was sterile and could never mother a baby he would be devastated. It seems that when he was younger, he had an especially bad fount of mumps which actually affected his testicle. While they still produce testosterone, he was completely and irreversibly unfertile. underside course, he would never be the father of his own youngster. Dr. Jensen said he knows the family well enough to understand they, and especially Kenny, could never have an adopted child and a presenter would be out of the inquiry. So, what I want to do is give birth Ray get me pregnant and let Kenny and everyone else, except the three of us, believe it is Kenny and my baby."

"I know we could go the route of contrived insemination, but that would require lawyer, legal documents, populace records and sooner or later it would come in out. In addition, there is the price of the procedure, which is several thousand clam. However ; all they do is collect cum from the donor, put it in something like a turkey baster and slip in it into my vagina. It seems so much more private and cheaper to just put it there in the first base property. I have thought about it and If you agree, I think it would go something like this. I will monitor my temperature and when the clock time is right, I come over go into the spare bedroom. I don't want to deliver it hap in your elbow room. I simply lie back on the bed. When Cathy sees I am ready, Ray comes in, no touching, no necking, he simply shoves it in, plants the seed and goes out of the room, end of story. I figure we should do it three day in a row to cover both side of my fertile clock time just to be sure as shooting. So, if we are favourable just three times, but if we miss perhaps repeat in a month but no more than three calendar month tops."

Ray and I sat there with stunned looking at on our faces. Finally Ray quietly spoke up,"Rachel, I have to think about this and talk with Cathy. As for how it would occur, I am OK with it if Cathy is. It isn't like I haven't seen you raw, and of row you gave your virginity to me. What I am concerned about is that there is no way I can draw a blank the nestling is mine. Well not actually mine, but biologically it is mine. I'm not sure how I will treat seeing another man raising my baby, it's a lot to suppose about, and not just a short-term issue, but a life-long issue."

Rachel rose as did I. In moments we were hugging and crying together while Ray looked on feeling somewhat obstruct. As we broke, I promised Rachel we would babble it over and get back to her within a mates of days. We talked long into the night and finally decided to go along with the plan. A few mean solar day later Rachel called saying it was metre. The procedure went as planned, and while Ray tried to persist detach emotionally, that really wasn't possible. Never-the-less, he performed his duties for the three Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. Three weeks later Rachel called saying she had missed her stop. Another calendar month went by and then confirmation of pregnancy. Everyone was amazed at how a lot the first cousin resembled each other. Some commented that they could lead off their own"cake Duke show,"Identical cousin-german. Both Ray and I could see more and more of Ray's contribution to the girls, but true to our promise, not one word was ever mentioned to anyone.

fasting forward twenty-three years. Cindy was in her first year of school and Crissy in Law School. One day Ray got a call from Cindy asking if he could satisfy Uncle Ray for tiffin. Ray assumed she needed a car as he had made it a praxis to hold on the little girl in cars as they needed them. Cindy suggested they get sandwiches and go to the park where they could talk in private. Ray began to get a smashed touch sensation in the pit of his stomach."OK, what's up Cindy,"He asked.

"Uncle Ray, or perhaps I should say, DAD, I have a few questions."Ray looked at her dumbfounded then nodded."OK Ray, as you know I am in medical schooltime. One of my course is genetic science. One of my projects was to chart profane eye brown eye dominance. So, I charted gramps and Grandma on Mom's incline and grandfather and grandmother on Dad's side. Both Mom and Dad follow the prediction. All have brown eyes. But I have grim eyes. The professor says that is inconceivable, as brown eyes are predominant and it is not possible for that combination of grandparents and parents to produce a fair-haired small fry. I told him that I was the elision that proved the principle. He just gave me a funny look then suggested that I study the genetics more carefully before I came to that conclusion. So, I did and finally, I came to the stopping point that the professor is right. So, where did my aristocratic center come from ? The only when one in our menage who has blue eyes is Uncle Ray, and he isn't a profligate relative. Then the most absurd whim hit me."

"I went to the DNA lab that was just set up at our school and took the DNA examination myself. Then, I went on line where you and aunt Cathy were doing some genealogy research. I found your folk tree then submitted my DNA sample in the data Base. shot what, it came back that I am your daughter. How can that possibly be ? So now, I am wondering did you and Mom have an social function ? Department of Energy auntie Cathy know about it ? Uncle Ray, I got slew of interrogation and no solvent. Please order me the truth !"And then the binge began to well out down her face. I sat in total confusion for respective minutes while Cindy cried herself out. When she had wiped her oculus and stopped sniffling, I took her hands in mine and squeezed them tightly.

"OK, I will recite you the truth, but only if you absolutely promise you will never tell anyone, not even your female parent ! That is a promise she required of me many yr ago and until now I have never broken that promise. So, before I say another word, do I sustain your absolute promise ?"Cindy nodded her head and stared at me with soulful broad wild blue yonder eyes, just like mine !"OK, Cindy, I am your biologic founder, and of course I am also Crissy's father as well. But KENNY IS YOUR FATHER. He raised you, he went to your ballet performances, he walked the floor with you when you were tired of, he comforted you when you had scraped knees and bruised elbows. Kenny is your begetter. I simply supplied the sperm that impregnated your female parent because your founder is infertile, but he doesn't know it and can never have a go at it it ! Is that net !"Again, Cindy nodded her head."And before you jump to conclusions, Aunt Cathy knows about it and we all agreed it was the rightfulness thing to do. I hope you understand and know that it doesn't change anything. Of course of action, I think about you girls all the meter and of class I have a very special interest in both of you. Maybe you could even smell it, but that has to remain our enigma, end of story."

Cindy jumped up and gave me the bragging hug I could imagine. We held each other until we each recovered from the aroused encounter."Do you think Crissy suspects anything ?"I asked.

"I doubt it, she is in law school and I doubt they require any genetic courses. I know she adores Uncle Ray as I do and always have, but I can't see anything positive degree coming out of her knowing you are her biological father, and it would bolt down Dad, I don't think he could ever take us as his Kyd if he knew. I think Mom did exactly the right on thing, and I am kind of glad she kept it in the family, DAD ! ”