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

Varda and I were schooltime friends with one difference. My body was fully developed and hers was still in the"budding process."I had a nice name, arise breasts and a courteous shape and she was still totally slender. Maybe that was why we became friends ... she admired my physical body and longed to own a figure like mine. We had sight of fun talking about boys and things like that and, as it came to authorize, she invited me to her home plate where I met her Dad. He was squeamish 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 appearance 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 menage after schoolhouse. Her Dad wasn't home yet and so we fixed some drinks and had a snack out in her backyard. We sat on the swing music and talked of school and the boy and teachers at school day. Then, later, we heard the nominal head doorway afford and"Hi, miss !"It was her Dad. Varda introduced us and he took my script. It was a very warm hand to go with his neat smile. He was a good 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 idiot box for some show. We sat together on her Dad's cast and after awhile Dad got up, left the elbow room and came back with some package ... handed one to Varda and one to me."Since you're spending the night I got you both some new gown,"he said. We opened the packages to see some nice lingerie."Come on Sherry,"Varda said,"let's go to my room and put them on !"We went to her bedroom. Varda took off her apparel and so did I."You have a prissy body,"she said as we stood there looking at each other. I was blushing because she was very slender and I had nice bosom and beginning hair on my tail end ... 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'percentage."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 delicate,"she said, petting me. I was getting provoke. Her fingerbreadth were cool but nice as she petted me blonde curls."It's curly,"she said and I smiled. I fingered myself a little, too."Varda ?"she looked up."Do you ever find yourself ? I do sometimes and it makes me hot and also my crotch get wet."“ You mean your cunt gets wet… ?"There was that word the shake up us both."Varda !"I said in amazement,"that's a ill-gotten word !"She just smiled."Maybe we can do it together tonight."

My night-robe was so revealing and I wondered about going back into the lounge and her Dad looking at us. I was blushing. Varda took my mitt and said :"Don't worry, it's just my Dad."I followed her to where he was watching the show. I was uneasy, walking into the couch in a kind of semi-nakedness but Varda was with me ... she was my"shielder"in a way and her being there calmed me down. I was certain my unscathed trunk was blushing as I knew her Dad was seeing my dead body through the flimsy scrubs he had gotten us."You young lady look great,"he said and I started to crimson again but there was Varda and we sat on either side of her Dad. He smiled but was staring at the telly and I calmed down.

He got up, getting us some drinks, handing them to us and sitting back down. I crossed my wooden leg."How long have you and my daughter been friends ?"he asked."Since concluding year,"I said, looking down ... I could see my hairs ! And pushed down the nightie but it didn't cover song my naked articulatio genus ... or my curly blond hair's-breadth."You're very pretty,"he said."Thank you for the nightdress,"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 pipe down in the room ; just the light from the telly and the words of the show. I was getting sleepy. It was clip for bed. I felt the warmth of her Dad's arm behind my head. I laid my head back against his arm. It was comfortable. I looked over at him and he smiled. I took a deep breathing spell and my tit were hard. I closed my eye and was very happy Varda was there. His words were in my mind : ‘ You're very pretty,"he had said. I recrossed my peg and felt a coolness. Mind you I was Whitney Young but I knew all of this was making me dampish. And nervous ... I mean all of me and my breasts and privates were on view through my fragile 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 up. Her Dad got up, lifted her into his arms ... 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 script on my shoulder joint sending shivers down my arm, back up my arm, washing down between my titty, my physical structure, tingling all over."Would you like another drunkenness ?"he asked. I nodded and he got up. I was suddenly not sleepy any more. Her Dad was really being nice and I couldn't get my mind off Varda ... asleep in her elbow room 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 schoolhouse and it was just a remark and here I was on a couch almost naked and her Dad with his arm around me, his finger's breadth on my arm, smoothing it ... back and forth ... he handed me a beverage and I looked up at him."Thank you again for the nightie,"I said"it feels estimable on me."Her Dad just smiled but his eyes were glistening and then I was nervous again."You look bully in it,"he said."There's not much of it, is there ?"I replied."You're a very pretty girl,"he said. His Good Book were sending me chill.

He sat down again, his arm around me. I thought I should get up and go to bed but my creative thinker and body were confused and funny about what might happen so I hesitated. Soon, I learned what would happen. 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 gladiola I got you and Varda your nightdress 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 time taking my head word and feeling the binding of my cervix."You're very beautiful,"he said. All of you !"and he kissed me again.

Now was the meter, I thought ... the time to get up and bring together Varda but my body didn't want to move ... my backtalk needed another kiss ; then his lingua was licking my lips. I licked him back and then it was all too late to stop him or his clapper or his script. He pushed off my shoulder joint strap, exposing my breasts."Yes I can see everything and you're beautiful,"he said, his fingers moving over my chest. Then he was kissing my nipples and moving my scrubs down further. My teat were arduous and he sucked and licked them. His clapper was sending me thrills. I hoped he wouldn't stop. I held his foreland against me and took a cryptical breath. Whatever was happening was new and commove. He was kissing me again and his hands all over me. He whispered :"I'm going to make a woman of you tonight you beautiful thing."I was scared and also ready ; his hands all over my eubstance. I lifted and he took off my nightgown ... it was so dark and quiet in the room with just the hum of the telly."Varda is fathom asleep,"he said."She will slumber until morning and by then you will be a woman."I put my hand on his leg and squeezed.

I opened my legs and his hands stroked my tight tummy, playing with my pilus and ... I gasped ... his fingers were stroking me and he whispered again :"You're hot and you're wet ... just like I knew you would be."I clamped my legs on his hired 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 catch ... not now ! But he knelt in front of me, opening my articulatio genus, hands under my bottom pulling me to him ..."Now I'm going to form you a charwoman,"he whispered and his aspect was on my buck private ..."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 open my cunt backtalk and I arched my back ... I was twisting on the couch, spreading myself wide, closing my eyes, enjoying that tongue. My custody went to his headland and played with his auricle, feeling his apparent motion, his tongue up one face and licking my clit ..."Oh God !"I exclaimed and his bridge player 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 hitch my breath and squeezed my thigh on his cheeks ... 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 lip. Then he was kissing me, my legs around his waist ... he was naked, too ... and his hair on my wet cunt was wonderful.

It was so nice now to be a woman, just like he said. I wondered if I could derive visit again and spend the night with Varda. I didn't have to wait long to find out .