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

Varda and I were schooling acquaintance with one difference. My body was fully developed and hers was still in the"budding process."I had a nice figure, developed breasts and a nice shape and she was still totally slender. Maybe that was why we became Quaker ... she admired my shape and longed to have got a figure like mine. We had good deal of fun talking about boys and things like that and, as it came to make it, 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 expend the Nox on the coming Friday. She said her Dad would fix us dinner party and we could watch some shows 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 plate after schooltime. Her Dad wasn't home yet and so we fixed some potable and had a bite out in her backyard. We sat on the swing and talked of school and the boys and instructor at school. Then, later, we heard the figurehead room access open and"Hi, girls !"It was her Dad. Varda introduced us and he took my hired man. It was a very warm deal to go with his great grin. 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 telly for some show. We sat together on her Dad's couch and after awhile Dad got up, left the elbow room and came back with some packages ... handed one to Varda and one to me."Since you're expenditure the Nox I got you both some new nighties,"he said. We opened the software program to see some nice lingerie."Come on Sherry,"Varda said,"let's go to my way and put them on !"We went to her sleeping accommodation. Varda took off her apparel 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 nice breasts and beginning hair on my hindquarters ... she was just starting to bourgeon. 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'component."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 flaccid,"she said, petting me. I was getting aroused. Her finger's breadth 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 feel yourself ? I do sometimes and it makes me hot and also my privates get wet."“ You mean your cunt gets wet… ?"There was that word the stimulate us both."Varda !"I said in amazement,"that's a foul Son !"She just smiled."Maybe we can do it together tonight."

My nightgown 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 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 certain my whole body was blushing as I knew her Dad was seeing my body through the flimsy gown he had gotten us."You young lady depend nifty,"he said and I started to redden 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 drink, handing them to us and sitting back down. I crossed my branch."How hanker have you and my daughter been friend ?"he asked."Since last year,"I said, looking down ... I could see my hair's-breadth ! And pushed down the nightie but it didn't cover version my naked articulatio genus ... or my curly blonde hair's-breadth."You're very pretty,"he said."Thank you for the nightgown,"I said and adjusted on the sofa. He put one arm in spine of me and the early behind Varda and I calmed down. It was quiet in the room ; just the brightness from the telly and the countersign of the appearance. I was getting sleepy. It was prison term for bed. I felt the warmheartedness of her Dad's arm behind my promontory. I laid my head back against his arm. It was well-to-do. I looked over at him and he smiled. I took a deeply breath and my mammilla were hard. I closed my eye and was very glad Varda was there. His Word of God were in my psyche : ‘ You're very pretty,"he had said. I recrossed my legs and felt a imperturbability. Mind you I was Whitney Moore Young Jr. but I knew all of this was making me moist. And anxious ... I mean all of me and my breasts and privates were on view through my unconvincing gown if anyone wanted to look 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 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 hand on my shoulder sending shivers down my arm, back up my arm, washing down between my boob, my consistence, tingling all over."Would you like another drunkenness ?"he asked. I nodded and he got up. I was suddenly not sleepy any more than. Her Dad was really being skillful and I couldn't get my mind off Varda ... asleep in her room and me…alone in my peignoir with her Dad and his hot hand.

There was a boy in class who told me I was pretty but we were in school day and it was just a remark and here I was on a redact almost naked and her Dad with his arm around me, his fingers on my arm, smoothing it ... back and Forth River ... he handed me a drink and I looked up at him."Thank you again for the nightie,"I said"it feels good on me."Her Dad just smiled but his oculus were glistening and then I was flighty again."You look great in it,"he said."There's not a good deal of it, is there ?"I replied."You're a very passably girl,"he said. His Bible were sending me chills.

He sat down again, his arm around me. I thought I should get up and go to bed but my judgment and soundbox were confused and curious about what might happen so I hesitated. Soon, I learned what would happen. I laid my heading back on his arm, closed my centre 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 nightgowns 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 principal and feeling the rachis of my neck."You're very beautiful,"he said. All of you !"and he kissed me again.

Now was the time, I thought ... the time to get up and link Varda but my body didn't want to impress ... my lips needed another candy kiss ; then his lingua was licking my lips. I licked him back and then it was all too late to barricade him or his tongue or his hands. He pushed off my shoulder strap, exposing my knocker."Yes I can see everything and you're beautiful,"he said, his digit moving over my breasts. Then he was kissing my nipples and moving my gown down further. My nipples were tough and he sucked and licked them. His glossa was sending me thrill. 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 hired man 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 body. I lifted and he took off my nightie ... it was so dark-skinned and quiet in the room with just the hum of the telly."Varda is audio asleep,"he said."She will sleep until break of day and by then you will be a woman."I put my paw on his leg and squeezed.

I opened my branch and his hands stroked my taut tummy, playing with my hairs and ... I gasped ... his finger's breadth were stroking me and he whispered again :"You're hot and you're wet ... just like I knew you would be."I clamped my pegleg on his hand sending his digit inside and I released as he stroked and stroked. Then he got up from the lounge. I looked at him, thinking please don't check ... not now ! But he knelt in front of me, opening my knees, hands under my bottom pulling me to him ..."Now I'm going to make you a woman,"he whispered and his case was on my privates ..."You're licking my cunt,"I said. I had never used that Word of God with a man before and I shivered at the dirty Christian Bible. He was definitely licking and spreading afford my snatch sass and I arched my vertebral column ... I was twisting on the lounge, spreading myself wide, closing my eyes, enjoying that tongue. My hands went to his question and played with his ears, feeling his campaign, his tongue up one side of meat and licking my clit ..."Oh God !"I exclaimed and his hand went to my mouth."Shhh,"he whispered. I bit his finger gently and then licked it as I was moving on his face and cumming like I had never cum before. I couldn't becharm my breathing space and squeezed my second joint on his cheeks ... slug, lick ..."Please don't,"I said."Please don't stop ... please,"I exhaled and was sweating, sucking on that finger's breadth in my mouth. 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 prissy now to be a cleaning lady, just like he said. I wondered if I could do visit again and spend the night with Varda. I didn't have to expect long to find out .