WASHING THE neighbor'S FIRE TRUCK

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

Rachel is my seventeen-year-old counterpart sister and I am Cathy. Although we are superposable twins, Mom and Dad decided to raise us as individuals, so we didn't have rhyming name nor were we dressed alike. Ray, on the early hand, is our next-door neighbour, he is probably about thirty, looks like any early Greek god. I say our next-door neighbor, but his house is actually about one hundred pace away from ours. We all live on five-acre lots. Ray has this peachy collection of really old antique cars. When I say really old, I mean like in the nineteen twenties and 1930s era. He has this old flack motortruck that looks like it is spic-and-span. He loves to aim it to shows and parades, and anytime someone in the neighborhood has a party with some kids around, he takes the ardor truck to the company and gives the kids drive

Since we live on an un-paved road, it gets dusty and he washes and full it fairly often, especially before a parade or show. Today is one of those Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. Okay, so by now you are thinking, ‘ so what's the big deal about watching someone wash an old fervidness truck.'Let me back 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 slipstream and wax all his old cars. It all started in the spring, as I said, a couple of years ago. At that fourth dimension, we were fifteen. One day we were sorting through some old schooling stuff that Mom said we had to pare down down as it was taking up too a good deal room. Rachel and I started the project and were feeling a bit sad to see some of our worthful things going into the glass can, but then there was a lot of material that even we knew was silly to maintain around.

Suddenly Rachel jabbed me in the ribs and said,"Cathy, look out the windowpane !"I figured a turtle or some fauna was moving across the K toward the pond that separated our stead from Ray's. But no ! There was Ray hosing down the firing motortruck in preparation to washing it. The thing that had Rachel so excited was he was completely au naturel. As I did a double takings and drew a acuate breath, I could see that he had thought it out pretty carefully. commencement, he parked his big pickup between a bushy row of shrub and the side of the garage where he stored the old automobile. With the marvelous row of trees he had planted a few year earlier between our two stead, and being behind his business firm, no one could see him from the road nor from our sign of the zodiac -- - he thought. However ; from our secondment level memory board way we had a clear sight into his hinder yard and could clearly see him at study. At first, I thought perhaps he was simply wearing some light-colored swim torso, but when he turned in our way, it was obvious that he was completely naked ! I could actually see his thing hanging down between his legs.

Ray continued to moisten the motortruck, taking forethought to get it sparkling clean, then he proceeded to wax it as well. Finally, he put it back in the garage and we thought our fervour for the day was over, but then he drove another old car out and proceeded to wash and wax it as well. All in all, he did three cars, finishing just before lunch clock time. We watched in captivation as Ray went about his work, blissfully unaware that two horny girls were watching closely, or at least as closely as we could from that distance. Finally, he rolled up the hose then got in his pickup and parked it in the garage.

"I wonder how he will get back into the house, you can see him from the road if someone was driving by,"I wondered aloud. We could see him glint out past the door, then walk close to the garage the rest of the way to where he would be visible from the route. Carefully he looked around the corner, obviously checking for traffic on the road, then strolled nonchalantly into the cover door of the theatre. 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 thing before, and it makes me finger all tingly,"she said with a big grin."Did you like seeing it too ?"she asked.

"I sure did, I wish we could get a better feeling, it was kind of surd to really see it from this distance, but what I could see surely search 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 merely room in the household where you could see into his back M. All the rest of the rooms 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 tally, so we decided we would make a special attempt to hold cart track of when he might wash them again."I got an thought, why don't we ask Ray when the next show is, he would probably rinse them on the Saturday before the show so we could deliver a better chance of seeing him.

Later that good 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 felicitous to apply rides, so it wasn't anything unusual. Sure enough, he stopped and waited for me to wax into the fundament beside him. He then continued the movement, taking me all the way to the end of the street and back before pulling into his driveway.

"clock time to put her to bed,"Ray commented as we got out of the truck and he opened the door."Come by anytime Cathy, you know I love giving you nipper drive,"

"OK, Ray,"I responded."By the way, why don't you tell us when you have appearance so we can be ready to catch you. I hate to chance 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 paper and give it to you so you will know. Be sure enough to percentage it with Rachel too,"he said with a actual smile.

I thanked him for the drive and jogged home base impression as if my understructure had offstage. After telling Rachel she surprised me with a proposition."Hey, Cathy, why don't we get out that telescope Dad has been bugging us about and see if we can't get a best look at the fire truck. I am particularly interest in the size of the hosiery he carries."

"Why do you care about dull old hoses ?"I asked crossly."I think there are a twain of things I would rather look at than some lump of hosiery hanging on the side of the truck."

"Cathy, don't be so slow, I'm not worry in the hosepipe dangling on the side of the t herd, I want to get a better spirit at the hose between his legs !"

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

"That's OK,"Rachel replied, I got my binoculars we used for bird watching, we can take in turns looking really close up and then trade for the binoculars. That way we can both see."Sure enough two week later Rachel came bounding into my room motioning for me to follow. Ray had pulled his pickup truck across the opening then stepped into the garage. Pretty soon he came driving the attack truck out the door and he was NAKED ! Rachel grabbed the field glasses and zeroed in on Ray while I began moving the telescope into military position. While I could get a marvellous stopping point up feel at his thingy, I wasn't able to follow him very well due to the extreme enlargement. On the other hand, Rachel could easily follow with the binoculars. It was only when Ray would get to a place where he stood still for any sum of time that the telescope was a better choice. Unfortunately, about of that time he had his back to us. Still, we could see the wrinkled 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 pelt on his thing.

For the next two summers we simply watched Ray as he worked while we started to think of other affair we could do besides just scout. Sometime during the instant summer, it seemed as if things worked out where we could see better than before. Ray started parking the hand truck such that for much of the time he was virtually facing us so we could get a full-on prospect. And strangely enough, about that same fourth dimension he seemed to be even bigger than before, sometimes he was huge ! His thingy stuck way out and up at an angle. In plus, it bobbed up and down as he walked.

A few weeks before things made a dramatic change, I found out from some other girls how to give myself pleasure by rubbing my"Special Place."Of course of action, I also showed Rachel and soon we developed a bit where we would demand turns watching Ray while the other got herself off. By timing it well, we could both have a bully time.

Sometimes Ray just washed the old cars, but former 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 board and turned so that he was almost, but not quite, facing us. I was watching with the opera glasses and Rachel was using he telescope."Wow !"exclaimed Rachel,"look at that !"I focused the field glasses in better and saw Ray's thingy sticking up like a flagstone pole. Slowly he began to stroke it, up and down, up and down. We watched in rank fascination as he pumped the thing, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Suddenly a jet of ashen stuff spurted out the end and at the Saame fourth dimension I could see his face winding in an locution of pure joy, succor, pleasure, all mix in 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 circle and had the scope centered on the tip. On the other hand, with the field glasses, I could see his entire body and the facial aspect were almost as beneficial as the spurting stuff.

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

Rachel agreed, then commented,"Well, some of the missy claim to have seen one in person and Lizzie claims she even felt one, but then she claims to suffer done lots of things so I don't know if she really has or just likes to dissemble she knows more than she does. I've even heard that Pattie says she and her pace brother do hatful more than just looking at each former. I heard the guys talking behind the pall in the auditorium one day and James said they even sleep in the like bed and fuck when their parents aren't home.

"I wouldn't be surprised,"I replied,"I've seen how King James looks at me sometimes, and it almost feels 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 flavour, just like I did when Ray's penis slam 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 manpower under our shorts and began to rub that special place. By now we had learned it was the clit and it was supposed to sense unspoilt. At our storey of fervour, it wasn't long before we both gave out long contented sighs of sculptural relief. Turning back to the fervor hand truck, we saw Ray mount into the driver's keister and back the truck into the garage. By now his shaft 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 film his stuff and getting off ourselves we turned to other things.

We were about set up to prognosticate it a day and hit the pool when Rachel exclaimed,"Cathy, look at that !"Ray had finished the waxing chore and rolled up the hosiery. Just before he got into the car to put it back in the service department, he turned to face us, raised his hired hand to his forehead and presented a smarting 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 know how he could jazz ; we have checked from the outside and you can't see in the window with the lights off. I don't think there is anyway he could have seen us,"I replied, although I wasn't all that convinced. That salute didn't seem to be a random form of matter !

If we hadn't been so naïve, we should have connected Ray dropping a note to us saying he had a appearance coming up if we wanted to ride along, he would be happy for our company. Included was an invitation to help wash away the truck. One day, we decided to take him up on his crack. Mom and Dad were both gone to some kind of Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae event, and being almost seventeen, everyone was prosperous with us staying home alone. At the appointed time, I donned shorts and a tank top, but Rachel decided not to go as she had some kind of projection she wanted to land up. Besides, Ray obviously wouldn't be naked with us there and it would be more fun to watch him naked than to help oneself wash the truck. I walked around the pool to where Ray was just pulling the fervour truck out of the garage. He had already parked the tone arm and placed the fire truck on the cement washing slab. He got out the hose and cleaning equipment and turned to us with a solemn look.

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

"Uh, what do you signify ?"I asked.

"Come on Cathy, I know you've been watching me, what I don't know is just how long you've been at it. At first, I was worried about getting in trouble, but then I could see that you were doing this on your own so I decided to have a slight fun with you."

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

"well, one day I was waxing the truck and I saw a flash of light. At for the first time, I didn't think anything about it, but then it kept happening, so I stopped to see if I could mold where it was coming from. Finally, I narrowed it down to that window where you restrain your telescope. So, I got my own binoculars and hid inside the garage and peered out through my own windowpane 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 little display for you, letting you get a dear tone at what you obviously were trying to see. That excited me so a great deal, I began to give you an even in force eyeshot. I'm sure you know what I am talking about !"

Having said all that, Ray simply walked into his workshop spot and moment later returned completely naked, well that is except he was wearing flip-flop 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 fourth dimension for me to get a feeling as well ! You can use my business 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 part debating on what I should do. I could run home, I could turn down to take my clothes off, maybe I could just take off my top, all these intellection ran through my mind. Finally, I decided to just get naked and see what would materialise. I wasn't really afraid of Ray ; he had never been anything but kind and sweet to us so I didn't think he would hurt me. And besides, I really wanted to get a skinny flavour at his cock !

A duo of minutes later I kind of snuck out of the office into the brightly sunlight. Ray had began spraying the motortruck down and when he saw me, he playfully turned the atomizer on me for just a second, then back to the truck. Giving a little squeak of surprise, I jumped back staring as Ray turned toward me. Although his cock wasn't as big as we had seen it sometimes, it sure wasn't the dangly small thing we saw for the outset few month we were watching him work !

"Here are some towels, why don't you start from the spinal column and I'll work from the front and wipe the overabundance pee off the truck. Then we'll follow up with the extra spraying wax. Let me know if you need any instructions or equipment. I doubt you will need much avail as you know exactly how I do it, so let's get to it. Afterwards maybe I can pay you a ride,"he smiled with a significative look.

After the initial daze and surprisal, I got into the job. Before long I began to realize just why Ray did all this work naked. It was so courteous to feel the ardent sun on my bare body and not have clingy wet dress 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 family and it felt really nice not to stimulate a wet bathing causa stuck to my body. It took about forty-five hour to end up the truck. I began asking head about the equipment on the truck. Suddenly, I had an idea.

"Hey Ray, show me the fire hosiery, I have always wondered what it would be like to hold the hose and spraying water around. Do you think we could play with the hose ?"I asked with the most innocuous flavor I could muster.

"I suppose I could let you try it out,"he replied. In a pair of minute, he had attached the hose and turned on the ticker. I could state by the sound of the engine that it wasn't going to pump very often water. Even-so, when he handed me the hose and opened the valve, I was shocked as how hard it was to hold the writhing hose 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 holding it unfaltering, which then allowed me to direct the end without having to fight the full length of the hose. That made it much easier and pretty soon I felt as if we were literal fire scrapper. After tiring of the game, Ray turned the pump off and laid the hose down. I looked over at Ray and saw that his dick was about back to the normal lowly dangly matter we had seen so often.

I turned to Ray with my most innocent look and said,"Hey Ray, do you think I could handle your ardour hose all by myself ?"Ray studied my face intently for a few s then moved closer. As he cautiously moved, I saw his cock rising as if somebody had turned the ticker on high pressure.

"Hey Cathy, if you want to see how my flame hose feels, go for it !"For just an instant he stared into my face and then I reached out and encircled his cock."By the way, it's called a shaft,"he said,"Although if you want to call it my fire hose it's OK with me."As I touched his tool, it jumped and he thrust his rosehip forward such that his cock pressed into my belly. Slowly I reached down with my other hired hand and felt the wrinkly bag and the two egg like things inside."Those are balls,"he said with a stain voice."Treat them gently as they can be very tender."

As he said that, he moved his paw to my tit and began to gently fondle and stroke while using his thumb for forefinger to pick off the mamilla. I almost peed my pantie, well if I had been wearing any that is. I felt my knees go weak at the same meter as I could feel him thrusting his peter into my hand. As his thrusting increased in speed, I unconsciously tightened my clench on his cock and before hanker I felt his cock form of swell then jerk as hot viscid 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 closely to your pussy, I don't want you getting fraught,"he said as he turned the spray on my paunch and rinsed it off. I could see his turncock 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 face. I form 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 confuse, this isn't something I have ever experienced before and I don't quite translate just what happened.

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

Realizing that I was in a attitude to get a literal education, I nodded my question in boost. Ray glanced around then took my arm and steered me into his service department office where there was a nice soft lounge. Not only that, but there was a minor bed in the recess. He explained it was there because sometimes some of his old car buddy stopped by his situation on the way to find fault up cars or piece and he gave them a free billet to crash. Ray gently pressed me into the couch and took the federal agency chairwoman and sat opposite. The fact we were both totally naked seemed not to be important to either one of us. After clearing his throat, Ray explained that he was actually a nudist, although he kept it a hugger-mugger from the neighbors because nigh multitude wouldn't understand. He enjoyed being naked without pushing it inappropriately, and was alarmed when he found out Rachel and I were watching him wash his motorcar.

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

"Wow, it sure enough doesn't take much to get your fire hose ready for action,"I giggled. Ray blushed and said that he hadn't had sex with a fair sex since his wife died six yr ago so simply being in the bearing of a beautiful girl caused an quick reaction. He then went on to evidence me in greater detail than I had learned in Biology grade about a man's seed, what made him excited and how measured I needed to be if a man's"cum"as he called it, got near my pussycat. He also explained that just the sight of me watching him caused him to need to jack up off. When I asked what"Jack 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 kitty, I could get pregnant ?"I asked. Actually, I already knew that, but since Ray was willing to talk, I decided to mine him for all I could learn. Ray confirmed that I could get meaning from the very first clip I had sex and most any time except for a few Clarence Day just before, during and after my menses. All other metre were extremely hazardous. And pulling out before he came was even a bang-up jeopardy for two reasons. First, there is sperm in the pre-cum and no guy can be absolutely indisputable just when he starts to ejaculate, so precaution was of the maximum importance.

"So, I can see by your steady putz that you would like to fuck me,"I said apprehensively.

"No Cathy !"I don't want to sleep with you, but I would care to make screw to you sometime."

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

"Cathy, fucking is what some randy high schooltime kid would wish to do to any will female child. He would probably try to get you in the back seat where we can be more easy, get your clothes up around you waist, or better yet completely naked, then jam his cock in your pussy, get off, then quickly pull his pants up and take you home as fast as he could get you there. Then he would probably boast to everyone the side by side day how you begged him to fuck you and how much you enjoyed it while you likely got nothing but a quick kiss, grab the breast and a sight to clean up afterwards."

"If I were to crap love to you, I would be for sure you were willing, then I would fondle, kiss and nest you until you felt ready. Then I would gently and carefully slide my cock into your wet pussy very slowly being sure you weren't feeling any pain sensation the first few times, then I would try to hold off until you were satisfied. Then after I came, I would snog, snuggle and recite you how a good deal I loved and enjoyed making dearest 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 reach love life to me and it looks like you are set, so can we ?"I asked with a tremor in my voice and a rapidly beat up warmheartedness.

"Well I guess we could if you are sure that's what you want. I have some condoms one of the guy rope left when he stayed here a span of hebdomad ago so you wouldn't get pregnant. Are you really for sure that's what you want ?"

I nodded and explained,"Some of my Quaker have done it and I want to recognise what it is like. I think some of them are exaggerating what it's like and its probably more like fucking than making dear. I would like my commencement time to be with someone who knows what he is doing and won't be telling all schoolfellow 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 hard cock. Then he gently sat beside me on the couch and began caressing my neck and shoulder while kissing my face then moving to my brim. Before long I could experience his lingua pressure against my lips and almost instinctively, I parted them to allow his tongue inside my sassing. It was almost like an explosion, my pulse speeded up and I could feel my puss beginning to get a bit damp. As Ray spoke gently in my ear, his men worked their way down my neck and finally after what seemed an infinity, he began to stroke and fondle my titty. When he rolled my nipples between his pollex and finger's breadth, I knew I was in paradise. At that point, I knew I was going to have the with child feeling of my life. My pussy obviously knew it as well, as I could palpate myself getting so wet it actually began to leak out 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 blazon behind my backrest 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 titties, but with the other script he began sliding a finger up and down my wet throbbing pussycat. When he began to circle my clit, I actually began crying in pleasure. After what seemed forever, Ray spread my legs far apart and settled in between them. Grasping my legs behind the knees, he raised them up until my feet were resting on his shoulder. He eased forward and I felt his cock contact my pussy lips. I expected him to just ram it in, but he slowly, slowly and gently pressed in until I felt pressing and a picayune pain. Ray was watching my boldness carefully and when he saw my expression modification, he stopped and slightly withdrew.

"Are you OK, Cathy ?"he asked in a soothing vocalization. I nodded my psyche even as a niggling rip formed at the recession of my centre. Ray watched my cheek carefully, then without warning he pulled back a bit boost then in one quick thrust he shoved forward and in an instant, I felt about three things. First, I felt a bit of a sting and then I felt his musket ball gibbosity against my bottom. Thirdly, I felt a tremendous sentiency of being very pleasantly full. Ray held himself very still as I grew accustomed to the feeling of having a cock buried in my pussycat for the first time. He continued to talk reassuring Word while telling me to relax and get used to the spirit. All at once, I felt the impulse to press my pussy against his cock and when I did, he began to shove in and out, in and out, slowly and gently. Before farseeing I felt a stirring much like when Rachel and I played with ourselves, and incidentally with each early, and I rose to gather his driving force. A few moments later Ray was thrusting in harder and faster until he collapsed on me, hugging me pie-eyed. I continued to thrust my hips against the invader feeling just on the edge of something wonderful. Ray began meeting my push and then it happened. I felt a tremendous mother wit of embossment and loosening.

The following thing I knew, I felt something relocation against me and jarred awake. Ray was staring at the door and reaching for the sheets. I turned my header to see what he was looking at and saw Rachel standing there with her backtalk agape and flaming red face.

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

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

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

I shook my head and replied,"Well I guess I didn't think my twin Sister would trip up me the first clock time I made lovemaking with a man, but it isn't like we haven't been watching Ray for the end mates of yr. Don't go running off and saying something that will get all of us in trouble. 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 shortstop and top on then called for Rachel to come in. She and I sat on the couch while Ray sat in his government agency chair looking a bit apprehensive.

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

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

"No ! I didn't let him fuck me, we made love together. When we get home, I will explain the deviation. For now, just translate everything that happened was because I wanted it to bump and now that it has happened, I am very glad it did pass !"Rachel just stood there staring at me for a few moments then slowly turned and walked out the door.

"I'll see you at dwelling house,"she said quietly as she scampered off across the yard to the little dam across the pond that bordered our two dimension. I apologized to Ray but he just shrugged and told me I better get home plate and talk to Rachel before she became any more disturbance than she already was."She's OK, she won't do anything pillock,"I reassured him."She's just as much into watching you wash your car naked as I am and she won't want to foul up it. Unless I miss my bet, she's envious of me in good order now."Ray raised an eyebrow then gave me a asymmetrical grinning as he assured me he would be very happy to help 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 house she burst forth,"Tell me about it Cathy, was it fun ? Did it hurt ? 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 serve one question at a sentence. On second thinking, I guess I can answer them all with one tidings. YES ! Yes, it was fun, yes it did hurt a footling but just for a few second then it felt wonderful. Yes, I liked it, in fact I loved it, Ray was so gentle and measured that it made it very special, and yes, I got off even considerably than I ever got off before, and yes, I want to do it again ! He even used a safe so I wouldn't get significant. He went very easy and kept asking me if I was OK before he went any further. He really made me find very special. I am glad I did it with him, even if I am a little bit sore right now. He told me it might be sore for a day or so but that was normal for the 1st clip a young woman did it, but after that it wouldn't suffering anymore."

"WOW, do you think he would have a go at it me too,"she asked.

"No, he won't piece of ass you but I'll bet he would make know to you, he told me he hadn't made lovemaking to a char since his married woman was killed and that we reminded him of her when they first married. He was only eighteen 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 shop room and looked out at Ray's garage. Alas, he had put the cars away and was just putting the pickup in the garage. As we watched, he strolled across the yard, then turned toward our house and snapped off a impudent salute."Gee, he knows we're watching !"I whispered.

It was about a week later when we got a note about a car show on Saturday and Ray asked if we would care to ride along in the fire truck for the parade part of the show. Mom and Dad said it was OK, as he and Ray had been doing some yard things together and Dad liked Ray. He thought he was a decent young man and admired his mechanically skillful abilities, although he wondered why he never married again. We walked over to Ray's place at the appointed prison term and had fun at the parade. The show was form of boring as we just sat there while citizenry walked by and asked doubtfulness. I thought I would fret to death when young little girl asked Ray if she could entertain his fire hose ! Ray got a funny little expression on his face, but then pulled out a short length of the hose and let her concord it. Rachel and I almost fell off our chairs when she asked if it felt different when weewee was coming through.

As we were driving home, Rachel innocently turned toward Ray and asked,"Hey Ray, when we get back to your place, can I keep back your ardour hose ?"I thought Ray was going to run off the route when he turned to Rachel and studied her unacquainted looking face for various long seconds.

"well, I guess you could if you think you are a big enough young lady to handle it,"he said with a fishy minuscule smile. About the fourth dimension 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 hours. Did we want to come along or did we want to stay 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 fervidness truck on the slab then got into the pickup and parked it, forming the naked lavation spot."OK girls, do you want to help me clean up the fire truck for the next show ?"He asked with a big smiling."Maybe not since you wouldn't want to get those nice clothes wet."

I was amazed that he could say this with a completely directly face. I looked at Rachel with a questioning expression then slowly began to unbutton my shirt. Rachel hesitated for a few sec then began to follow my lead. As Ray saw us unbuttoning, he followed courtship, leading us into his office.

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

Rachel stared at it as if mesmerized then said in a quivering voice,"Can I hold your fire hose ?"Ray nodded and turned to confront her. Rachel hesitatingly reached out and brushed his cock then slowly encircled it with her little hands. His cock twitched at her touch then he got a huge smile on his font. As Ray thrust his pelvic arch forward Rachel got the thought and began to propel her paw back and forth. It wasn't long before Ray began thrusting faster and spurted out long pulses of egg white cum onto her hand and arm. He had maneuvered so that it didn't spurt onto her belly or near her slit."Wow, I could feel the stuff and nonsense coming down your hose,"she exclaimed."That's so dandy !"

Ray pulled back explaining that after he came his cock got so tender that even the weak 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 unspoilt at holding fire hoses, why don't you take the garden hosiery and just put a delicately mist of weewee on the fire truck. Cathy, let's have you use one of these towels and wipe the excessiveness water off, and I will follow up with the spray wax."It took about half an hr to hold the truck sparkling in the sunshine once again. Ray swung into the seat and parked the truck in its daub 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 hold the fire hose again,"I replied innocently."And she says she would like to see how farsighted the hose is and how much pressure it can develop."This prison term I giggled at Rachel's face and seeing the red creep up her face. Ray smiled broadly and went into his workroom. He returned secondment later with a swayer and handed it to Rachel. She looked at him with a queer saying then placed the end of the swayer against his belly just above his stopcock. Holding the ruler against his cock she squinted at the numbers game and announced six and one-quarter-inches."Now for the pressure it develops,"I said with a smirk. Rachel, are you ready to prove the insistence ?"

Rachel glanced back and forth between Ray and myself before giving a shy nod of her straits."I'm not sure how to learn the atmospheric pressure, but I would like to try it,"She replied with a anxious little giggle."Do you conceive it will hurt very much ?"

"I will be very soft with you,"whispered Ray,"and if you like you can be on top so you can manipulate how fast and far it goes in. But maiden, let's be sure you are ready for me."

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

Ray gently steered Rachel to the frame and began to caress her vertebral column and leg while at the Saami time kissing her on the neck and licking her ear. It wasn't long before Rachel began to respond and began emitting petty sounds of pleasure As Ray became more acute with his smooching, he moved to her breasts and as he had with me, he began caressing her bosom. Finally, he moved to her pussy and when be stroked her dent up and down Rachel gave out a narrow escape of surprisal and a groan of sheer pleasure. Soon she was writhing under his ministrations and begging him for more, more ! Just as he had with me, he picked Rachel up and carried her to the bed. After rolling on a safe, he lay on his dorsum and helped position Rachel over him while steering his cock to her now dripping virgin pussycat.

As she slowly settled down on the pounding hard rooster, she hesitated for a moment then let herself slue ever so slowly down until she was totally impaled with Ray's cock."It didn't hurt 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 hard hammer in and out, in and out. Rachel was responding in a most passionate manner exclaiming over and over again how keen it felt. Ray continued to thrust but began picking up speed. Rachel threw her legs around his second joint and began beating a staccato like regular recurrence with her heels on his ass.

"Oh Ray, harder, harder,"she exclaimed,"It feels so in effect, so good."About that time, Ray exploded in a body shaking orgasm and slammed his cock in as cryptic as he could stuff it. I thought he was going to disappear into Rachel's pulsing cunt. I moved back to the lounge as they both went limp and settled down on the bed."That was so serious, so good,"murmured Rachel."It is so much better than my finger !"she exclaimed.

After some sentence of resting and snuggling, Ray quietly slipped out of the bed and pulled the condom off, tossing it aside. He moved over to me then pulled me up from the couch and began to kiss and fondle my knocker. Before hanker I could see his putz growing back to give the axe fighting status."Would you wish to do it again,"he asked with a huge grinning. I nodded as he reached for another safe.

"Do you want to fire up Rachel up so we can experience the bed,"I asked. Ray shook his head saying we should let her log Z's after her first base time. Instead, he had me slant over the arm of the lounge and after playing with my tit for respective second, he began sliding his finger up and down my now slick wet pussy lips. import later he replaced his fingers with the overnice fire hose I could suppose. As he began to pounding himself into my pussy, I could find his belly slamming into my ass cheeks. Then I felt him reaching around my belly and put his finger on my clit. With the added foreplay of his finger and the slamming of his raging difficult putz into my pussycat, I felt myself responding as if I were floating higher and in high spirits. All of a sudden Ray let out a loud shout and slammed his rooster in hard and bass while doing circles with his finger on my clit. Simultaneously I felt the most fantastic orgasm I had ever experienced and went limp as a wet dish rag. Looking over I saw that Rachel had awakened and was staring with her mouth unfastened in the conformation of a big"O."

I gave a little self-aware wave which Rachel immediately returned then mouthed"WOW !"After a couple of mo, Ray slipped out of my now drenching wet cunt and as before, he removed the safety and tossed it into the waste basket. Rachel came over and helped me devolve to a sitting place on the lounge. Ray sat between us and put an arm around each of us, cuddling us close, cupping a tit in each script while saying how much he loved making love to us. We could only check that this had been an incredible first-time experience for both of us.

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

"OK,"replied Rachel,"Let's just catch our wearing apparel and impart them, no one can see us from the road and it will save some clock time. Besides, I sort of like running around naked."I shrugged and gathered up my clothes while Rachel got hers. Ray gave each of us a gentle osculation and said he would love to ingest our help anytime ! We scampered across Ray's back yard and across the dam into our back yard. About that fourth dimension, we heard the garage door open and Dad's car coming down the driveway.

"Quick, jump in the kitty,"I loudly whispered to Rachel,"Toss you clothes on the deck chairs and start swimming like your life depended on it, because I THINK IT DOES !"Dropping our clothes, we dived into the pool and began swimming distance as hard as we could. After a few lap, which washed away all preindication of our Recent activities, I saw Dad come out the game door calling our names.

"Oh, there you are,"he said as he rounded the corner. Suddenly he stopped idle still as if he had been struck by lightning or something."Are you girls naked ?"he asked with an astonished flavor. We were standing on the merchantman of the consortium, bending our articulatio genus a small to keep our bosom below the water line. Never-the-less, the pocket billiards weewee was clean-living and clear and I realized dad could clearly see that we were indeed naked."Uh, OK, I think I'll go in and learn some TV,"he said as he spun on his dog and walked away. I couldn't aid but notice that just before he went in the door, he glanced back just in time to see to see us stepping out of the pocket billiards. Quickly he spun back around and closed the doorway behind him. A arcminute or so later Mom came out and tossed us a couple of towels.

"Well, fille,"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 exercises and got sort of warm and, well, the kitty was right here and it looked so cool and call for, we just took our clothes off and jumped in. We didn't expect you so soon."

"Don't worry, it's not a big good deal, it isn't the first off time 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 clip there have been naked bodies in the syndicate,"she said with a smirk.

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

"Of course, we do it anytime we want to swim and you girls aren't abode we love to swim without wet sticky cause 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 theatre.

Rachel and I wrapped our towels around us and gathered up our clothes. We went into the house by the only threshold available, which took us right 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"High Five"sign. Rachel and I glanced at each other and gave a footling wafture. As I waved, my towel came loose and fell to the story. Before I could think about it, I bent down to regain the towel and dropped my arm payload of apparel. There I was standing totally naked in front of my founding father trying to figure out what to do. Finally, I decided to just run to my room and get the towel and clothes later. After getting dried off and dressed, I opened my doorway only to find my wearing apparel neatly folded laying beside the door and the towel hanging off the doorway thickening.

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

"So, you and Dad skinny dip,"I said with a mischievous smiling.

"Yes, we do,"replied Mom with an even bigger smile."Now let's not crap it a big deal, because it just isn't. What we do in the privacy of our own dwelling house is our business and not for word outside this star sign. Is that clear ?"I nodded my head and pitched in with the repast preparation. Shortly Rachel came in and gave us a smug lilliputian grin."Now Rachel, just don't even start in on tightly fitting dipping. I'm not ashamed of it and neither should you girls. Its just more convenient when we want to run out for a quick dip before bed time, so just let it go."

We both smiled and nodded our heads. Later over dinner the conversation was a bit hokey until Dad spoke up."Girls, I think this is what they call the elephant in the room. OK, you were boney dipping. Mom says she told you we skinny dip too, although not when you girls are around. So, let's just know it happened and get on without the overplus you seem to be feeling. So, I saw you naked, its nothing to be ashamed of and I don't want it to be anything to a greater extent than a irregular embarrassment. Now, let's eat."

After breaking the ice, things turned back to rule. Well almost, both Rachel and I were bursting in prediction of our sharing notes at bed time about having played with Ray's blast nozzle and having it buried in our puss. As soon as dinner was over, we headed to our way and after making sure the door was tightly closed, we got to what we both wanted to discuss. 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 millisecond for both of us to give an unequivocal and resounding YES ! The question was how to make 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 bolt upright,"I'll bet Mom and Dad are skinny dipping right now !"she exclaimed. Quietly we snuck down the hall, past the den and peeked through the drape in the patio doorway. Sure enough, they were in the pool and with the bright Moon, they were clearly naked as the day they were born."I told you so,"she said as she jabbed me in the rib. We watched as they swam with recollective gentle throw, gliding through the water easily. After watching for several minutes, I started to turn away, but then Rachel tapped me on the shoulder and nodded toward the window. Mom was coming out of the water with Dad right hand behind her. What we didn't see until they both turned toward the pack of cards chairman was that Dad had a fervour nozzle as well, and it was self-aggrandizing than Ray's. They both reclined on the replicate wide lounger and began to cuddle 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 door, it was obvious that Mom was making sounds as we could see her face twisted with joy. Then, Dad stood and lowered the cover 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 other is astonishment.

"What's he doing ?"Exclaimed Rachel.

"I'm not sure, I replied,"But whatever it is Mom for sure seems to like it,"I replied with a beefy voice. Just as we were absorbing what we were seeing, they suddenly switched positioning and irregular later Dad's human face was still buried between Mom's legs, but she had his cock in her mouth. Well both in and out of her sass. She alternated between licking his tool like a lollipop and taking the tip in her mouth and bobbing her head up and down. Astonished and mesmerized we watched in tot up fascination until they once again changed billet. Mom rolled onto her back and Dad sprang between her ramification and slew his prick right into her cunt 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 oceanic abyss as it could go. Slowly, slowly, he stroked in and out.

"Rachel, very quietly spread out the door just a little, I want to listen,"I whispered. Carefully and quietly Rachel twisted the pommel and eased the room access give just a crack. Now we could hear Mom's whine of sheer joy as Dad speeded up his thrusts. Just as Ray had done with us, he suddenly slammed his turncock in difficult and held it while Mom let out a muffled slight squeak of what sounded like dainty pleasure. Dad quivered and pulsed for a few seconds, then while clinging solidly to each other, they rolled onto their sides and hugged tightly. After a couple of second, I could hear them talking quietly, but due to the dead still dark air we could see them clearly.

"Hey Les,"giggled Mom,"How did you like catching the missy skinny dipping ?"She then laughed a little More before continuing."I thought the young lady were going to die of embarrassment right on the spotlight. Then poor Cathy dropped her towel right in front of you. I saw it materialize but decided to just hold back and see how it played out, no compass point in making her even more embarrassed by running into the way. Besides, I didn't think you minded very a good deal anyway."

"Well, Hazel, I can't say I wasn't surprised, I had no mind they were out there at all, much less naked. But as for how I liked it, I have to accept I have wondered a few times what they looked like naked. Sure a big change from when we used to give them baths together. Cathy has gorgeous boob, almost a pretty as yours. I didn't get to see much of Rachel's titties as she was under body of water and that infernal towel of hers stayed in seat. I kept hoping she would try to help Cathy and hers would descend off as well ! But as much as I could see, we have two gorgeous girl and need to be prepared to fend off the boys 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 birthing control and how to use it effectively. There is little dubiety they will fall in love with some scantling and they will likely be as persuasive as you were when you convinced me that having sex was the ultimate was to prove our dear for each other."

"Yeah, those were the days, I can't believe how stupid I was back then. I believed a girl couldn't get pregnant the for the first time time she did it, and I also thought all you had to do was pull out before you came, as if that will materialize in the heating plant of the moment. I remember Larry reporting he had a sure-fire method acting of avoiding gestation. He kept a few feeding bottle of Coca Cola in the trunk and after he nailed a girl, he would get out the nursing bottle, pop the cap and shake it up then thrust it in her kitty and the coke would preserve her from getting fraught. I think he figured out that didn't work when his girlfriend had a austere attack of appendicitis while visiting her granny in another country and wasn't able to refund to schooling until a year later. Surprisingly, her parents decided to embrace a baby rightfield after she got home. And an even greater surprise, the infant looked a lot like Larry !"

"Yeah, I remember her, she was such an uppity gripe, but that attack of appendicitis sure as shooting 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 Coca Cola douches. So yes, I think it is fourth dimension to get the girls in for their outset gynecological examination and right parentage control methods. I'll shout Dr. Cassidy tomorrow and make an naming for them.

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

"Don't trouble, I think I can handle it,"replied Mom in a quiet 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 hall to our room.

"fountainhead, I guess that is gong to work out the job of getting pregnant"Rachel said excitedly. Why don't we tell Mom we need to get a strong-arm before we can signal up for fusillade Ball, maybe that will ease her making an appointment. 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 Wed morning at breakfast, after Dad had left for study and before Mom had to go to her example class, I told Mom we needed to get a Volley lump 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 of the Church could do while we were there. We waited with what we hoped looked like an gravid formulation. 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 girlfriend our age to know everything in proper order and to get anything that may strike our power to take in nestling in the future if we should determine 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 of the Church examined Rachel and saw the comical look on her fount when he spread her pussy unfold with the speculum. Later when it was my play, I realized I had the Lapp funny face. Afterwards, as we compared notes, we both giggled out garish when we admitted we were both thinking of a fire hose being forced in ! As for giving birth ascendency, after considering the pros and cons we settled on the pill. It seemed as if everything else required planning before paw and as the nurse explained, in the warmth of passion it was often forgotten or just ignored. Plus, the pill had other vantage 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 following periods.

With school looming in just over three weeks, we knew our opportunity to play with a fire hosiery 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 vantage of every opportunity. As we suspected, Ray kept us well advised of airstream daylight. With Ray working full fourth dimension and our parents being home on weekends it seemed almost inconceivable to schedule a metre to wash fire trucks ! Still, Ray helped dissolve the issue by informing us that he was taking Friday off work to fix for a special event on Saturday. Of grade, Rachel and I volunteered to aid and he quickly agreed. We were both amazed at how much more at simplicity we were when we made love with Ray. He was ever patient and bed and we tried our very best to deliver the Lapp loving response to him. And, of form, we got the fire motortruck ready for the parade

After schooltime started, the girls got together after lunch to retrospect the summer. A dyad of them admitted, bragged is a proficient word, that they gave up their virginity over the summer. One of them went into what we felt was lurid details, claiming Donnie's cock was eight inches long and as big around as her wrist joint but she was capable to take it all. However ; having experienced Ray's bid making love fashioning, we agreed that her story was most unlikely. When Linda asked if twins did everything together and did we turn a loss our virginity together we just laughed and replied,"In your dreams !"Still, I couldn't supporter but placard my pussy got a trivial damp.

We only had rarified opportunities to chew the fat Ray during the school year. Once in a while one of us were able-bodied to arrange a meeting. I recall one very special time that I noticed Ray's car in the private road when the bus dropped us off at the corner. I told Rachel I was going to say hello to Ray and would be home later. Slipping around to the back, 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 humble abode ?"he asked with a big smile."Would you like some hot umber, I just made myself some and the water is still hot."I nodded and soon we were sitting on the couch sipping our boozing. Ray asked me about school and what courses I was taking. All the while, he had his result arm around my shoulder joint gently patting my shoulder joint. I snuggled up close to him savoring the flavor of his warmth and gentle touch.

"You asked what brings me to your humble abode,"I said in a cushy voice."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 face table. Taking me in his arms he gave me the gentlest candy kiss I could get imagined. I felt as if I were floating on a cloud as I melted into his arms and lay my head on his berm. I could sense the cologne wafting off his shirt, almost intoxicatingly sensual. Ray continued to cuddle and caress me, but didn't feeling my breasts or try to get me naked. He just kept holding me fuddled but gently at the same time.

After what seemed an eternity, Ray gently pushed me back to where we could count into each early's eyes."Cathy, I know I am a lot old than you, especially at our respective long time, you being only 17 and me being twenty-six, but I'm starting to see you as more than just a precious piffling girl from next doorway who helps me lave my old cars. You are becoming a very especial unseasoned ma'am to me."

I sat up in astonishment with my heart beating wildly."What are you saying ?"I asked with a quiver voice.

"I guess I'm saying that I am starting to feel for you like I did when Katie and I first began to appointment,"he said softly."I know it can't happen but I just can't help how I feel. And besides, you probably think that all I want to do is bed two destitute little daughter from next room access and move on to the next conquest."I looked deep into Ray's eyes and could see how foggy they were. As I continued to bet into his eyes, I saw a small binge 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 identical Gemini the Twins, do you find the Sami way about her ?"Ray shifted in his seat then looked me square in the eyes.

"At low gear I couldn't tell the difference between you two when we were all au naturel. Of course, the times I gave you rides in the fire truck, you dressed differently and it was well-situated to tell you apart. You always were just a bit more Conservative in your dress while Rachel was more flamboyant. She is also bubblier and even frivolous in her lecture. You, on the other 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 innuendo. As for making beloved to the two of you, I felt as if you and I became one individual for the few minutes we were joined, while with Rachel it was very pleasant but it just tactile property like I am doing something gratifying but not as meaningful as it is with you. I don't want to bruise Rachel's tactile sensation, but from now on I really don't want to make roll in the hay to Rachel, I want it to only be with you. Do you retrieve she will understand or will she be raging with me and maybe severalise ?"

My head was spinning and I almost felt swoon. Here was a man essentially saying he was in love with me, and I'm just a teen age girl in her last twelvemonth of high shoal."Wow, Ray, I don't know what to say, I really like you a lot, and I love making love with you, but I just never thought of it being much more than a wacky 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 squeamish, and even though we have made love together, you always made sure I didn't spirit used or pressured. If anything, it was me, actually Rachel and I, who pushed thing as far as they did. Wow, I've got a lot to think about. Let's not bring Rachel into it for now, besides there really isn't much opportunity for her to make jazz with you so I let's not deal with that until we have to."

"Do you have time to make love with me ?"asked Ray quietly."I really want to record you how a great deal 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 mitt as he too rose. With a questioning looking and my nod of statement, he led me to his bedroom. I had never seen it and was absolutely astounded ! The walls were covered in red flocked wall composition, there was the buddy-buddy and gentle red carpeting on the floor. albumen accent panels were on the walls on either side of the bed, and the bedspread was a white furry kind of textile. It was absolutely stunning.

As Ray pulled down the covers, I slowly began to unbutton my blouse. Ray stopped me, pressing my men gently to my sides 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 take each piece of clothing all the while telling me how beautiful each voice of my trunk is. At the like sentence, I began to remove his clothes as well and finally we were both naked. Ray took me in his arms and gently led me to his bed. As he rolled me over him, he began to narrate me how special every inch of my body is and how a good deal he loved touching and kissing it. Ray kissed me tenderly then slowly and tantalizingly kissed his way down my body, paying extra tending to my titties and mamilla, gently kissing, sucking and nibbling on them until I thought I would die of pleasure ! As he kissed his way down my tummy, leaving little trail of kisses, he paused as his tongue and back talk brushed against my snatch hair. While watching my heart carefully, he gently spread my legs apart then knelt between them. Staring cryptic into my eye, he slowly lowered his head.

For a moment or two I wondered what he was doing then I suddenly flashed back to when Dad and Mom were making love by the pocket billiards and he had done the same affair to her. At first, I felt a bit of understanding, was I clean enough, did I smell bad, would he be repulsed ? Then he lowered his head some Sir Thomas More and I felt his tongue touch my outer rim then obtrude upon my innermost character. Suddenly I went stiff, it was almost as if someone hit me with an electric shock. The feeling was so acute I thought I might conk. As Ray moved his tongue up and down, I relaxed and let myself float in high spirits and higher. When he finally circled my button with his spit, I exploded in the most mightily orgasm I had ever felt. Simultaneously I felt something running down my ass cheeks.

OH NO ! I thought, I peed all over his face, how unspeakable can that be."Ray, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry I didn't mean to pee on you."Ray just came up smiling with his chin glistening and told me I had just experienced my first off distaff ejaculation and it was the most exciting and amazing and exciting thing he could imagine.

"Not very many women can experience 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 hard prick into my wet and waiting kitty. We made love for what seemed wish hours as he bought me up to a point then slowed down. Finally, with a loud kind or roaring sound he slammed his dick into my quivering pussy and I felt his hot cum invading my very being. As we both relaxed and cuddled after the most wonderful love-making time I had experienced, we continued to whisper little sounds of pleasure and contentment. About xv transactions later I told Ray I really needed to get place before Mom got back from her part time job, or it would be intemperately to explain what I was doing at his place. Ray suggested we take a ready cascade 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 binding threshold.

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

"Fantastic, he is so Henry Sweet and variety, 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 leap out on and slam his cock in us instead of making us feel really limited and loved,"she observed."I can see by your big smiling that you did more than just await at railcar and pretend to care waxing them. Did you get to make love ?"I nodded, wondering just how much to tell her when she went on."By the way, Kenny asked me if I would go to the motion-picture show with him on Saturday Night and I told him yes. I like Ray but I know it isn't going to go anywhere and I don't want to miss out dating male child my age. Besides, Kenny is really hot, and I think I could really like him."

"Hey that's keen !"I answered enthusiastically."I know Kenny too ; I have a duad of classes with him and he seems smart but not conceited. And all those rails criminal record he holds, I know lots of female child who want him in their beds."

"Well, you can count me as one of them. Not really, it's way too early to even be thinking about that. I just think he's a fine-looking hunk that I would care to hump sound. 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 comfortable, but on the former hand I don't want to lack out on a chance to get to know him better either."

"Yeah,"I replied."Ray is making sounds like he wants to clear something more of us together than just making love once in a while. I just don't know how I feel right now. I like him but with him being almost ten eld older he's going to need to move a lot faster than I think I want to. I've only had a few escort and need to experience what other boys are like before I get all set on one for life. What do you think I should do ?"

"I don't know about you, but there could be a lot of advantages to hooking up with an elderly guy. He is obviously pretty well set financially. While it might be kind of fun to progress a life from scratch while living on a shoestring, it might not be all that bad to begin life-time with a financially strong guy. I know that sounds form of mercenary, but what the heck, while money may not buy happiness, I doubt the want of money gets you very far ahead in this day and age either ! I think I would just kind of ride along and see where it goes."

"I suppose so, but we can't really go on particular date, I don't think Mom and Dad would allow me to actually date Ray and I don't want to purloin around. I feel kind of bad about what we, or at least I, have already done with him. And what would the former kids at school say ? I can just imagine all the comments about being a kept woman, him being a cradle robber, me being a atomic number 79 digger, 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 distinguish them that you like Ray and want their permission to date him. You certainly aren't going to marry him next week so I don't see why they would object to you having a few dates just to see where it might lead. The speculative thing that can happen is they will say no, and I really doubt they will. I think they will see it as a petty girl compaction on a guy with a fire motortruck and as soon as you go on a date or two you will be over it and life goes on."

I followed Rachel's advice and to my surprise, Dad spoke first expression,"I think Ray is a fine Thomas Young man. Probably younger 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 interestingness in you then just bankroll with it. If not simply but politely go against it off and get on with your aliveness. If you don't at least test the water system, you will wonder for the residue of your life if you made a misunderstanding by worrying about your age difference. On the former handwriting, since woman usually outlive men, you need to sympathise that he will probably go away you a fairly young widow sometime in the hopefully upstage future."Mom simply nodded her pass in commendation but suggested that it might be a good idea if we had him over for dinner and a chance for them to know him a bit better.

The next day, being Saturday I scampered over to Ray's garage where he was just getting the flak motortruck out in preparation to participate in a parade. I issued the invitation for dinner with our family that very evening. After a thoughtful reluctance 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 prompt buss and followed me into the den where Dad was watching the evening news. Ray sat down while I went back to help Mom polish off 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 door to us. Ray obliged telling about where he was born and raised and how he became interested in age-old cars. He and his late wife were married right out of richly schooling and as most Pres Young newly-weds they had their part of struggles. Ray and his grandad were co-owners of an self-employed person auto repair shop. Actually, his grandfather owned the shop and Ray worked there for a partial ownership plowshare with the plan he would occupy over the patronage when grandpa retired in five old age. By then he would be self-sufficient. Ray still had his first car that Grandpa had given him and it was one of the antique cars he still owned.

All was going well ; the business was growing as Ray's reputation for diagnosing and fixing vehicle other shop class couldn't repair bought them loyal customers and great referrals. Then, two things happened simultaneously. low gear, gramps had a major heart attack which proved to be black. Ray was able to retain the workshop going but desperately needed help. Then one night as Katie, his married woman, was coming home from a meeting at the hospital where she was attending a meeting for expectant mothers, a wino device driver ran a stop light source and broadsided her car, killing her and the unborn babe instantly. At that full stop Ray bowed his head and tears began to slide down his impudence. I jumped up and took him in my coat of arms holding him closely while murmuring"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."It took a few import for Ray to find his composure.

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

Ray took a deep breath then told us about the law suit against the drunk device driver, who incidentally was a very prosperous business concern man in another state. He wanted to avoid promotional material so his lawyer and Ray's lawyer negotiated a settlement which the terms included a non-disclosure agreement. But without revealing the amount, unless he got totally ridiculous with disbursement money, he had no reason to work again, except to do matter he enjoyed doing. And in his case that meant collecting, showing and trading old geezer cars. So, he sold the repair business and looked for a place with some acreage so he could progress a shop and entrepot building to adapt his business/hobby.

"And that just about brings you up to engagement on your neighbour Ray,"he said in a quiet voice."Just one Sir Thomas More thing, I would like to have your permission to take in Cathy keep company me on a few of my day long shows or parades. I'm not talking about overnighters, just day trip-up to see if she can tolerate my wild little business and to see if she can put up with me as a person."

Dad spoke up immediately,"I don't see any trouble with that as long as you treat our girl as if she were the princess, we think she, and incidentally her twin baby, are."Ray said he had no problems living with those conditions and said that he totally agreed with Dad's valuation of his daughters.

Thus, began a new era in my life. I accompanied Ray on several Sat or Lord's Day, sometimes both field day and began to micturate supporter with the people he interacted with in his hobby. Rachel began dating Kenny and before long they were accepted as a match at school day. After several months I noticed that Rachel would come in plate in a somewhat ruffle up country with a big smiling 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 ways. I nodded knowingly and we shared experiences.

Graduation finally came, we had both turned nineteen just before we were graduated. Both Rachel and I got scholarships to the local university so we continued to exist at home. By now, I was spending some nights with Ray. The folks never said anything except for Mom saying for me to be sure I took my birth control pills on time and didn't miss any of them. She also advised that one jeopardy of taking the pill was when you quit, pregnancy was almost inevitable in very shortsighted rescript. I heeded here advice, not wanting to get pregnant at this detail in my Education and certainly not before marriage. We all accepted that at some clip Ray and I would marry and I was especially depicted object with the idea.

Mean-while, Kenny and Rachel were starting to make exchangeable noises about their futurity together and in due track, we became brides. In the continuation of Mom and Dad's theme to put up us as individuals, we did not have got a double wedding of identical Gemini, Rachel and Kenny were married in May after our Junior year in college, and Ray and I married just before schooling started for my senior year. In my case it wasn't much of a transition as I had been living with Ray for well-nigh of the preceding year and loving every second of our sprightliness together. I became totally involved in Ray's body of work and even became the treasurer of the main administration, which went along with my accounting major.

As a slope note, we continued to wash and wax the vehicles in our back yard knowing Mom, Dad, and of row Rachel might pop over at any time. A few times they did catch us naked but no one made a big deal of it, although Kenny looked like he was going to die of overplus until Rachel told him to"get over it,"Although he or Rachel never joined us in being naked, they did seem to take over it as something we did and no big business deal.

About Yuletide time of my Senior year, Ray started talking about wanting to have a baby and I was set up. In one good sense, I wanted a baby to get it on, but I knew he still longed for the sister he never knew. So, my Christmas present to Ray that class was my supplying of nativity control anovulant wrapped in babe shower paper. Ray's smile lit up the entire room. Although it would take a few weeks for the balance issue of the pill to assume off, we took every opportunity that my studies allowed to create surely I got meaning. And by the first-class honours degree of Feb, I was pretty sure. A visit to the doctor confirmed, we would be parents about the end of Sept. In due class we were presented with adorable very Gemini boys. Ray was OK with raising them as person, but did want 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 first varsity letter speech sound was enough dissimilar to avoid serious confusion.

After the twins maiden birthday political party, Rachel sidled up to me and said she wanted to talk to Ray and I in entire secrecy very soon, could we arrange a private meeting together out of the public arena. I agreed asking if she were in some kind of trouble, was Kenny mis-treating her, some kind of clue. She said to just be patient and she would suffice all my questions. But for sure, Kenny was treating her like the Princess Dad had required of him as well as Ray.

A few days later she called saying Kenny had a encounter he had to attend at the church building where they attended and she would like to come over. We agreed but on the condition Mom and Dad wouldn't see her seminal fluid and go, and we would never ever for any reason let on what she wanted to talk about. Both Ray and I were bursting with wonder and almost tore the door off it hinges when she rang the bell. I had prepared some light collation and burnt umber which I set out on the dining room table.

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

"fountainhead, before I begin, I want to give your solemn promise what we talk about here will never ever for any intellect ever be talk over period. Ray and I nodded."I also want you to wait until I finish before making any scuttlebutt. So, I will dump the shocking asking 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 paries as we stared at Rachel speechlessly !"OK, now that I have your attention, Kenny and I have been trying to get fraught for the net six months. Finally, we went to Dr. Jensen for an valuation. We both had the tests and mine came back perfectly sizable. But Dr. Jensen called asking me to come in without Kenny, and preferably without him even knowing. ”.

"He proceeded to recount me that Kenny had been his patient since he was a baby and he knew him well. Not only was he a patient, but their families were social acquaintance as well. He knew Kenny well enough to cognise that if he were told he was sterile and could never beget a baby he would be devastated. It seems that when he was younger, he had an especially bad guinea pig of mumps which actually affected his testicles. While they still produce testosterone, he was completely and irreversibly infertile. merchant ship line, he would never be the Padre of his own fry. Dr. Johannes Vilhelm Jensen said he knows the family line well enough to understand they, and especially Kenny, could never consent an follow tiddler and a donor would be out of the head. So, what I want to do is have Ray get me significant and let Kenny and everyone else, except the three of us, cogitate it is Kenny and my baby."

"I know we could go the itinerary of stilted insemination, but that would require attorney, effectual documents, populace records and sooner or later it would come out. In increase, there is the price of the routine, which is respective thousand dollars. However ; all they do is collect semen from the donor, put it in something like a Republic of Turkey baster and insert it into my vagina. It seems so much more private and cheaper to just put it there in the first place. 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 time is right, I come over go into the redundant bedroom. I don't want to give it happen in your room. I simply lie back on the bed. When Cathy sees I am make, Ray comes in, no touching, no hugging, he simply shoves it in, works the semen and goes out of the room, end of story. I figure we should do it three day in a row to cover both sides of my fertile time just to be sure enough. So, if we are golden just three meter, but if we miss perhaps repeat in a calendar month but no more than three calendar month tops."

Ray and I sat there with astonished spirit 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 naked, and of course you gave your virginity to me. What I am implicated about is that there is no way I can forget the baby is mine. Well not actually mine, but biologically it is mine. I'm not sure how I will handle seeing another man raising my child, it's a lot to suppose about, and not just a short-run effect, but a life-long issue."

Rachel rose as did I. In moments we were hugging and crying together while Ray looked on feeling somewhat mortified. As we broke, I promised Rachel we would talk it over and get back to her within a couple of twenty-four hour period. We talked long into the dark and finally decided to go along with the plan. A few Clarence Day later Rachel called saying it was prison term. The operation went as planned, and while Ray tried to continue detached emotionally, that really wasn't possible. Never-the-less, he performed his tariff for the three days. Three weeks later Rachel called saying she had missed her point. Another month went by and then confirmation of pregnancy. Everyone was amazed at how a lot the cousins resembled each other. Some commented that they could commence their own"cake Duke display,"Identical cousin. Both Ray and I could see More and more of Ray's part to the miss, but admittedly to our hope, not one word was ever mentioned to anyone.

fasting forward twenty-three years. Cindy was in her number one year of school and Crissy in Law school day. One day Ray got a call from Cindy asking if he could meet Uncle Ray for lunch. Ray assumed she needed a car as he had made it a practice to keep back the girls in railcar 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 tight feeling 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 health check school. One of my row is genetics. One of my projects was to chart blue-blooded eye brown eye authorization. So, I charted Grandpa and grannie on Mom's face and Grandpa and grandmother on Dad's side. Both Mom and Dad follow the prevision. All have brown middle. But I have blue eyes. The professor says that is insufferable, as brown middle are dominant and it is not possible for that combination of grandparents and parents to produce a blue-eyed child. I told him that I was the exclusion 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 determination. So, I did and finally, I came to the ratiocination that the professor is right. So, where did my blueness eyes come from ? The only one in our family who has blue eyes is Uncle Ray, and he isn't a blood congenator. Then the most absurd whimsey hit me."

"I went to the DNA lab that was just set up at our school and took the DNA mental test myself. Then, I went on credit line where you and aunt Cathy were doing some genealogy enquiry. I found your family tree then submitted my DNA sampling 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 occasion ? Energy auntie Cathy know about it ? Uncle Ray, I got circumstances of questions and no answers. Please tell me the true statement !"And then the crying began to pour down her face. I sat in total confusion for several minutes while Cindy cried herself out. When she had wiped her eyes and stopped sniffling, I took her hands in mine and squeezed them tightly.

"OK, I will tell apart you the true statement, but only if you absolutely promise you will never recount anyone, not even your mother ! That is a promise she required of me many years ago and until now I have never broken that promise. So, before I say another word, do I have your absolute promise ?"Cindy nodded her head and stared at me with soulful wide blueness eyes, just like mine !"OK, Cindy, I am your biological father, 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 flooring with you when you were sick, he comforted you when you had scraped genu and bruised cubital joint. Kenny is your sire. I simply supplied the sperm cell that impregnated your mother because your male parent is aseptic, but he doesn't know it and can never know it ! Is that exculpate !"Again, Cindy nodded her head."And before you jump to stopping point, Aunt Cathy knows about it and we all agreed it was the right-hand thing to do. I hope you understand and know that it doesn't change anything. Of course, I think about you girls all the prison term and of course I have a very special stake in both of you. Maybe you could even sense it, but that has to remain our secret, end of story."

Cindy jumped up and gave me the biggest hug I could ideate. We held each other until we each recovered from the aroused meeting."Do you conceive 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 coming out of her knowing you are her biological father, and it would kill Dad, I don't think he could ever have us as his kids if he knew. I think Mom did exactly the right thing, and I am kind of glad she kept it in the family, DAD ! ”