Varda and me ... and Her DAD ! By Phyllisroger

Varda and I were schooltime friends with one remainder. My dead body was fully developed and hers was still in the"budding process."I had a squeamish figure, formulate breasts and a nice chassis and she was still totally lissom. Maybe that was why we became supporter ... she admired my shape and longed to have a figure like mine. We had lots of fun talking about boys and thing like that and, as it came to exit, she invited me to her home where I met her Dad. He was nice to us and treated us like grown ups. One day, Varda asked me to spend the night on the coming Friday. She said her Dad would fix us dinner and we could watch some display on the telly. I was looking forward to it.

Friday couldn't come soon enough and there it was and the two of us walking to her home after schoolhouse. Her Dad wasn't home plate yet and so we fixed some beverage and had a collation out in her backyard. We sat on the baseball swing and talked of school day and the son and teachers at school. Then, later, we heard the front man door candid and"Hi, girls !"It was her Dad. Varda introduced us and he took my hand. It was a very warm script to go with his dandy smile. He was a commodity looking man."I'll fix us dinner,"he said and walked back inside. I noticed his slender hips.

After dinner we three went into his lounge and he turned on the telly for some show. We sat together on her Dad's redact and after for a while Dad got up, left the elbow room and came back with some packages ... handed one to Varda and one to me."Since you're spending the nighttime I got you both some new nighties,"he said. We opened the packages to see some prissy lingerie."Come on Sherry,"Varda said,"let's go to my room and put them on !"We went to her sleeping accommodation. Varda took off her dress and so did I."You have a nice body,"she said as we stood there looking at each other. I was blushing because she was very slender and I had skillful knocker and beginning fuzz on my fanny ... she was just starting to sprout. We put on our nightgowns and there wasn't much to them. I looked her over and could see all she had which wasn't much compared to me. Varda looked me over, up and down, particularly the ‘ down'part."Do you think I'll have hair there someday ?"she asked and I nodded. She reached out and I jumped back. Then I relaxed and she felt by cunt hair."It's so gentle,"she said, petting me. I was getting aroused. Her fingers were coolheaded but nice as she petted me blonde lock."It's curly,"she said and I smiled. I fingered myself a little, too."Varda ?"she looked up."Do you ever finger yourself ? I do sometimes and it makes me hot and also my genital organ get wet."“ You mean your cunt gets wet… ?"There was that word the charge us both."Varda !"I said in amazement,"that's a dirty Christian Bible !"She just smiled."Maybe we can do it together tonight."

My nightie was so discover and I wondered about going back into the lounge and her Dad looking at us. I was blushing. Varda took my hand and said :"Don't trouble, it's just my Dad."I followed her to where he was watching the show. I was nervous, walking into the lounge in a kind of semi-nakedness but Varda was with me ... she was my"protector"in a way and her being there calmed me down. I was sealed my hale body was blushing as I knew her Dad was seeing my eubstance through the flimsy nightgown he had gotten us."You young woman look heavy,"he said and I started to blush again but there was Varda and we sat on either English of her Dad. He smiled but was staring at the telly and I calmed down.

He got up, getting us some drink, handing them to us and sitting back down. I crossed my legs."How long have you and my daughter been friends ?"he asked."Since last year,"I said, looking down ... I could see my hairs ! And pushed down the gown but it didn't cover my naked knee ... or my curly blonde hairs."You're very pretty,"he said."Thank you for the gown,"I said and adjusted on the couch. He put one arm in back of me and the other behind Varda and I calmed down. It was repose in the room ; just the light from the telly and the words of the appearance. I was getting sleepy. It was time for bed. I felt the warmth of her Dad's arm behind my straits. I laid my head back against his arm. It was prosperous. I looked over at him and he smiled. I took a rich breath and my nipples were hard. I closed my optic and was very gladiola Varda was there. His words were in my head : ‘ You're very pretty,"he had said. I recrossed my pegleg and felt a coolness. Mind you I was young but I knew all of this was making me moist. And neural ... I mean all of me and my breast and private parts were on view through my flimsy gown if anyone wanted to search and I knew ‘ you're very pretty'meant her Dad had looked !

Then ... Varda fell asleep. ! I heard her breathing slow. Her Dad got up, lifted her into his limb ... and carried her to bed ! I was alone and sat up. Her Dad came back and sat beside me, putting his arm around me, his hand on my shoulder sending shiver down my arm, back up my arm, washing down between my breasts, my body, tingling all over."Would you like another swallow ?"he asked. I nodded and he got up. I was suddenly not sleepy any more. Her Dad was really being dainty and I couldn't get my head off Varda ... asleep in her way and me…alone in my negligee with her Dad and his hot hand.

There was a boy in class who told me I was pretty but we were in schooling and it was just a remark and here I was on a couch almost naked and her Dad with his arm around me, his fingers on my arm, smoothing it ... back and forth ... he handed me a deglutition and I looked up at him."Thank you again for the night-robe,"I said"it feels secure on me."Her Dad just smiled but his eyes were glistening and then I was nervous again."You look great in it,"he said."There's not practically of it, is there ?"I replied."You're a very somewhat young woman,"he said. His Son were sending me chills.

He sat down again, his arm around me. I thought I should get up and go to bed but my mind and organic structure were confused and curious about what might bechance so I hesitated. Soon, I learned what would bump. I laid my head back on his arm, closed my eyes and then he kissed me ! Now I was scared but didn't move, just opened my eyes."You're sexy,"he said."I'm gladiolus I got you and Varda your night-robe but I really wanted one for you ... Varda already has one."“ Like this one ?"I asked."Not exactly,"he said."You can see everything, can't you ?"I asked. He nodded and kissed me again this clip taking my head and feeling the dorsum of my neck."You're very beautiful,"he said. All of you !"and he kissed me again.

Now was the time, I thought ... the metre to get up and join Varda but my body didn't want to move ... my back talk needed another osculation ; then his lingua was licking my lips. I licked him back and then it was all too late to stop him or his tongue or his work force. He pushed off my shoulder strap, exposing my titty."Yes I can see everything and you're beautiful,"he said, his fingerbreadth moving over my tit. Then he was kissing my pap and moving my gown down further. My nipples were operose and he sucked and licked them. His tongue was sending me thrills. I hoped he wouldn't stop. I held his head against me and took a bass breath. Whatever was happening was new and exciting. He was kissing me again and his hand all over me. He whispered :"I'm going to progress to a woman of you tonight you beautiful thing."I was scared and also set ; his mitt all over my body. I lifted and he took off my night-robe ... it was so disconsolate and tranquility in the room with just the hum of the telly."Varda is sound asleep,"he said."She will log Z's until dayspring and by then you will be a woman."I put my paw on his leg and squeezed.

I opened my legs and his hands stroked my squiffy bay window, playing with my haircloth and ... I gasped ... his fingerbreadth were stroking me and he whispered again :"You're hot and you're wet ... just like I knew you would be."I clamped my branch on his hand sending his fingers inside and I released as he stroked and stroked. Then he got up from the couch. I looked at him, thinking please don't stop ... not now ! But he knelt in social movement of me, opening my knees, hands under my seat pulling me to him ..."Now I'm going to make you a woman,"he whispered and his face was on my privates ..."You're licking my cunt,"I said. I had never used that word with a man before and I shivered at the dirty word. He was definitely licking and spreading unfastened my cunt mouth and I arched my back ... I was twisting on the couch, spreading myself wide, closing my eye, enjoying that natural language. My hands went to his head and played with his ears, feeling his social movement, his spit up one side and licking my clit ..."Oh God !"I exclaimed and his helping hand went to my mouth."Shhh,"he whispered. I bit his finger's breadth gently and then licked it as I was moving on his face and cumming like I had never cum before. I couldn't overhear my breath and squeezed my thighs on his buttock ... lick, lick ..."Please don't,"I said."Please don't stop ... please,"I exhaled and was sweating, sucking on that finger's breadth in my rima oris. Then he was kissing me, my peg around his waist ... he was naked, too ... and his hair's-breadth on my wet slit was wonderful.

It was so nice now to be a fair sex, just like he said. I wondered if I could come sojourn again and spend the Night with Varda. I didn't have to await long to find out .