WASHING THE neighbor'S FIRE motortruck

"Hey Rachel, Ray's washing the fire motortruck,"I hollered down the stair. Before I could turn around Rachel came bounding up the stairs and we both ran to the store way where the telescope 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 case Dad or Mom checked it out.

Rachel is my seventeen-year-old twin sister and I am Cathy. Although we are identical twins, Mom and Dad decided to raise us as soul, so we didn't have rhyming gens nor were we dressed alike. Ray, on the early hand, is our next-door neighbor, he is probably about thirty, looks like any other Hellenic language god. I say our next-door neighbor, but his house is actually about one hundred yards away from ours. We all live on five-acre tons. Ray has this neat collection of really old old-timer cars. When I say really old, I mean like in the nineteen twenty dollar bill and thirties era. He has this old fire truck that looks like it is spic-and-span. He loves to necessitate it to display and parades, and anytime person in the neighbourhood has a company with some small fry around, he takes the fervor truck to the company and gives the fry drive

Since we live on an un-paved road, it gets stale and he washes and climb it fairly often, especially before a parade or display. Today is one of those days. Okay, so by now you are thinking, ‘ so what's the big deal about watching someone wash an old flack truck.'Let me back up up a twain of old age and explain how we became fascinated with watching Ray wash his fervency truck. Well, for that affair we loved watching him wash and wax all his old machine. It all started in the spring, as I said, a twain of years ago. At that time, we were 15. One day we were sorting through some old school stuff that Mom said we had to whittle down as it was taking up too much way. Rachel and I started the labor and were feeling a bit sad to see some of our valuable things going into the trash can, but then there was a lot of stuff that even we knew was silly to preserve around.

Suddenly Rachel jabbed me in the ribs and said,"Cathy, look out the window !"I figured a polo-neck or some animal was moving across the chiliad toward the pond that separated our station from Ray's. But no ! There was Ray hosing down the flaming truck in formulation to washing it. The thing that had Rachel so excited was he was completely naked. As I did a double take and drew a sharp breathing space, I could see that he had thought it out pretty carefully. First, he parked his big pickup between a bushy row of bush and the side of the garage where he stored the old cars. With the grandiloquent row of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree he had planted a few class earlier between our two places, and being behind his firm, no one could see him from the route nor from our house -- - he thought. However ; from our second floor stock room we had a clear sight into his back yard and could clearly see him at body of work. At outset, I thought perhaps he was simply wearing some light-colored swimming proboscis, but when he turned in our direction, it was obvious that he was completely raw ! I could actually see his thing hanging down between his stage.

Ray continued to wash the truck, taking care to get it sparkling clean, then he proceeded to wax it as well. Finally, he put it back in the service department and we thought our excitement for the day was over, but then he drove another old car out and proceeded to wash away and wax it as well. All in all, he did three cars, finishing just before lunch clock time. We watched in fascination 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 aloofness. Finally, he rolled up the hosepipe then got in his pickup and parked it in the garage.

"I wonder how he will get back into the sign of the zodiac, you can see him from the road if somebody was driving by,"I wondered aloud. We could see him peek out past the threshold, then walk close to the garage the rest of the way to where he would be visible from the road. Carefully he looked around the street corner, obviously checking for traffic on the road, then strolled nonchalantly into the backward door of the home. Rachel and I stared at each other then burst out laughing.

"Wow, that'd not something you see every day,"Rachel exclaimed."I sure hope he does it again, I never saw a man's affair before, and it makes me sense 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 undecomposed flavour, it was kind of hard to really see it from this distance, but what I could see sure appear nice,"I replied."Hey, I wonder if he does it all the sentence and we just never saw it before ?"

"It could be, I think this is the only room in the theatre where you could see into his back cubic yard. All the repose of the way would be hidden by the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree he planted. I'll bet that's why he planted them so close together,"Rachel observed. I had to check, so we decided we would make a special cause to keep on track of when he might wash off them again."I got an idea, why don't we ask Ray when the adjacent show is, he would probably lap them on the Saturday before the show so we could birth a meliorate hazard of seeing him.

Later that afternoon, I saw Ray driving slowly down the route in the fervour truck and ran out to see if I could get a ride. Ray was always well-chosen to give drive, so it wasn't anything strange. trusted enough, he stopped and waited for me to mount into the seat beside him. He then continued the drive, taking me all the way to the end of the street and back before pulling into his driveway.

"meter to put her to bed,"Ray commented as we got out of the truck and he opened the threshold."cum by anytime Cathy, you know I love giving you kids drive,"

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

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

I thanked him for the drive and jogged home feel as if my foundation had wings. After telling Rachel she surprised me with a suggestion."Hey, Cathy, why don't we get out that scope Dad has been bugging us about and see if we can't get a undecomposed look at the firing truck. I am particularly interested in the size of the hose he carries."

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

"Cathy, don't be so tedious, I'm not interested in the hose hanging on the side of the t ruck, I want to get a effective aspect at the hose between his legs !"

"OH ! Yeah, I see what you mean. Let's get it out and see if it will focus that close, Dad has it set up to look at the stars so I'm not sure how wellspring it will work that close."I replied. We got it out and dusted it off. Rachel found the instructions and, in the book, it described how to configure the telescope for faithful objects. After experimenting a bit, we were able to focalise it such that we could study the marque name of the doorway locks on Ray's service department."There, that ought to let us see what we really want to see,"I grunted. Only problem is only one can seem at a time."

"That's OK,"Rachel replied, I got my binoculars we used for hoot observance, we can take turns looking really close up and then trade for the field glasses. That way we can both see."Sure enough two weeks later Rachel came bounding into my room motioning for me to follow. Ray had pulled his pickup across the opening then stepped into the garage. Pretty soon he came driving the fire hand truck out the threshold and he was NAKED ! Rachel grabbed the opera glasses and zeroed in on Ray while I began moving the telescope into position. While I could get a fantastic close up look at his thingy, I wasn't able to comply him very well due to the utmost exaggeration. On the other deal, Rachel could easily follow with the binoculars. It was only when Ray would get to a property where he stood still for any amount of time that the scope was a proficient option. Unfortunately, most of that time he had his back to us. Still, we could see the wrinkled bag hanging down when he bends down to play on the wheels. A few fourth dimension, depending on the angle he parked the truck, we could see his thingy very plainly, right down to the cute knob that stuck out past the skin on his thing.

For the next two summer we simply watched Ray as he worked while we started to intend of former affair we could do besides just scout. Sometime during the second summertime, it seemed as if things worked out where we could see better than before. Ray started parking the motortruck such that for much of the time he was virtually facing us so we could get a full-on view. And strangely enough, about that same clip he seemed to be even expectant than before, sometimes he was huge ! His thingy hold fast way out and up at an Angle. In addition, it bobbed up and down as he walked.

A few weeks before thing made a spectacular change, I found out from some other missy how to give myself joy by rubbing my"Special Place."Of course, I also showed Rachel and soon we developed a routine where we would take turns watching Ray while the other got herself off. By timing it well, we could both have a enceinte clip.

Sometimes Ray just washed the old cars, but other times it almost seemed as if he were putting on a show just for us. One day after he finished the fervidness truck, he sat down on the running display board and turned so that he was almost, but not quite, facing us. I was watching with the field glasses and Rachel was using he scope."Wow !"exclaimed Rachel,"look at that !"I focused the binoculars in easily and saw Ray's thingy sticking up like a flag celestial pole. Slowly he began to stroke it, up and down, up and down. We watched in absolute fascination as he pumped the thing, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Suddenly a jet of white stuff spurted out the end and at the same clock time I could see his facial expression twist in an expression of pure joy, ministration, joy, all combine together. As we compared preeminence, Rachel was quite de***********ive about his thingy as she was focused in so tight, she could only see about an eighteen-inch lap and had the orbit centered on the tip. On the other hand, with the binoculars, I could see his stallion body and the facial expressions were almost as good as the spurting stuff.

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

Rachel agreed, then commented,"Well, some of the girls claim to have seen one in person and Lizzie claims she even felt one, but then she claims to stimulate done lots of things so I don't know if she really has or just like to make she knows to a greater extent than she does. I've even heard that Pattie says she and her footmark brother do spate more than just looking at each other. I heard the guy cable talking behind the curtains in the auditorium one day and James said they even sleep in the Saame bed and fuck when their parents aren't home.

"I wouldn't be surprised,"I replied,"I've seen how James River 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 feeling, just like I did when Ray's phallus snapshot that stuff out just now. It makes me want to play with myself."

"OK, so let's do it,"I replied as we both slipped our hands under our boxershorts and began to rub that special place. By now we had learned it was the clitoris and it was supposed to find good. At our level of inflammation, it wasn't long before we both gave out long contented sighs of relief. Turning back to the fire hand truck, we saw Ray climb into the device driver's tooshie and back the hand truck into the garage. By now his cock was dangling between his wooden leg 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 patch but then after having seen him shoot his material and getting off ourselves we turned to other things.

We were about quick to call it a day and hit the pool when Rachel exclaimed,"Cathy, look at that !"Ray had finished the waxing chore and rolled up the hosepipe. Just before he got into the car to put it back in the garage, he turned to face us, raised his deal to his frontal bone and presented a smart salute. Then he put the car in the garage and closed the door.

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

"I don't know how he could know ; we have checked from the outside and you can't see in the windowpane with the lighting 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 sort of thing !

If we hadn't been so naïve, we should sustain connected Ray dropping a musical note to us saying he had a show coming up if we wanted to ride along, he would be happy for our troupe. Included was an invitation to help wash the hand truck. One day, we decided to get him up on his offer. Mom and Dad were both gone to some kind of Greek valerian event, and being almost seventeen, everyone was comfortable with us staying plate alone. At the appointed fourth dimension, I donned shorts and a army tank top, but Rachel decided not to go as she had some sort of task she wanted to finish. Besides, Ray obviously wouldn't be naked with us there and it would be more fun to keep an eye on him naked than to help wash the truck. I walked around the pond to where Ray was just pulling the fire truck out of the garage. He had already parked the pickup 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 fourth dimension to get dressed for the job,"he said with a straight person face.

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

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

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

"Well, one day I was waxing the motortruck and I saw a flash lamp of light. At first, I didn't think anything about it, but then it kept happening, so I stopped to see if I could determine where it was coming from. Finally, I narrowed it down to that windowpane where you keep your telescope. So, I got my own opera glasses and hid inside the garage and peered out through my own windowpane and surely enough, I could see the two of you and your binoculars and telescope trained on me. So, I began to put on a short show for you, letting you get a better look at what you obviously were trying to see. That excited me so lots, I began to make you an even better view. I'm sure as shooting you know what I am talking about !"

Having said all that, Ray simply walked into his workshop role and mo later returned completely naked, well that is except he was wearing flip-flops to protect his feet.

"OK, Cathy, time for you to get properly dressed, you been looking at me for over a year, now it is meter for me to get a look as well ! You can use my office, or you can just dismantle down out here, I'm OK either way."I looked at him with astonishment while Ray looked on with an diverted grin. Slowly I walked into the agency debating on what I should do. I could run habitation, I could pass up to take my clothes off, maybe I could just take off my top, all these sentiment ran through my mind. Finally, I decided to just get raw and see what would happen. I wasn't really afraid of Ray ; he had never been anything but variety and dessert to us so I didn't think he would hurt me. And besides, I really wanted to get a closer look at his cock !

A yoke of min later I variety of snuck out of the office into the bright sunlight. Ray had began spraying the truck down and when he saw me, he playfully turned the nebuliser on me for just a sec, then back to the truck. Giving a short narrow escape of surprisal, I jumped back staring as Ray turned toward me. Although his cock wasn't as big as we had seen it sometimes, it certain wasn't the dangly fiddling thing we saw for the first few months we were watching him work !

"Here are some towels, why don't you start from the backbone and I'll work from the presence and pass over the overabundance piss off the truck. Then we'll follow up with the special spraying wax. Let me jazz if you need any instructions or equipment. I doubt you will ask much assist as you know exactly how I do it, so let's get to it. Afterwards maybe I can feed you a ride,"he smiled with a significative look.

After the initial shock and surprise, I got into the job. Before prospicient I began to realize just why Ray did all this work naked. It was so decent to feel the warm sun on my raw body and not cause clingy wet clothes hanging on me. Actually, it shouldn't have been a surprise as sometimes Rachel and I would skinny dip when Mom and Dad weren't home and it felt really nice not to bear a wet washup suit stuck to my dead body. It took about xlv moment to finish the truck. I began asking questions about the equipment on the motortruck. Suddenly, I had an idea.

"Hey Ray, show me the flack hosepipe, I have always wondered what it would be like to withstand the hose and spray water around. Do you think we could trifle with the hose ?"I asked with the most innocent feel I could muster.

"I suppose I could let you try it out,"he replied. In a couple of arcminute, he had attached the hose and turned on the pump. I could secern by the sound of the engine that it wasn't going to pump very a lot water. Even-so, when he handed me the hosiery 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 urine. After a couple of minutes, I handed it off to Ray. He stepped in and grabbed the hose holding it steady, which then allowed me to direct the end without having to contend the entire duration of the hosiery. That made it much easier and pretty soon I felt as if we were real fire fighters. After tiring of the secret plan, Ray turned the ticker off and laid the hose down. I looked over at Ray and saw that his pecker was about back to the normal small-scale dangly matter we had seen so often.

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

"Hey Cathy, if you want to see how my fire hose smell, go for it !"For just an second he stared into my font and then I reached out and encircled his rooster."By the way, it's called a turncock,"he said,"Although if you want to foretell it my fire hose it's OK with me."As I touched his dick, it jumped and he thrust his pelvic girdle forward such that his tool pressed into my belly. Slowly I reached down with my other hand and felt the wrinkled bag and the two egg like things inside."Those are balls,"he said with a sully voice."Treat them gently as they can be very tender."

As he said that, he moved his hired hand to my bosom and began to gently caress and stroke while using his pollex for index finger to tweak the nipple. I almost peed my panties, well if I had been wearing any that is. I felt my knees go weak at the Same meter as I could finger him thrusting his pecker into my hand. As his thrusting increased in f number, I unconsciously tightened my grip on his turncock and before hanker I felt his stopcock variety of swell then jerk as hot pasty stuff spurted all over my belly and began running down. Ray pulled back then grabbed for the hose.

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

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

"Well Cathy, you are such a beautiful girl and being here naked with you just pushed me beyond what I normally would do. Besides, I know you have been watching me and a span 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 More ?"he asked.

Realizing that I was in a position to get a real didactics, I nodded my head in encouragement. Ray glanced around then took my arm and steered me into his garage office where there was a dainty soft couch. Not only that, but there was a small bed in the box. He explained it was there because sometimes some of his old car buddies stopped by his place on the way to pick up cars or parts and he gave them a absolve place to crash. Ray gently pressed me into the couch and took the office chair and sat opposite. The fact we were both totally naked seemed not to be significant to either one of us. After clearing his pharynx, Ray explained that he was actually a naturist, although he kept it a secret from the neighbor because most people wouldn't understand. He enjoyed being naked without pushing it inappropriately, and was alarmed when he found out Rachel and I were watching him 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 stroke with a drunk device driver and he just never felt like dating again. I could see that he was in great painfulness from telling me about his wife's death, so rose and gently kissed him on the cheek and patted his arm. As I sat back down, I could see his cock rising rapidly to tending.

"Wow, it indisputable doesn't take very much to get your fire hose prepare for activity,"I giggled. Ray blushed and said that he hadn't had sex with a woman since his married woman died six years ago so simply being in the bearing of a beautiful missy caused an immediate reaction. He then went on to tell me in gravid detail than I had learned in biota class about a man's semen, what made him wind up and how careful I needed to be if a man's"cum"as he called it, got near my cunt. He also explained that just the sight of me watching him caused him to require to jack 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 instant ago when we were holding each other.

"OK, so if you put you putz in my cunt, I could get meaning ?"I asked. Actually, I already knew that, but since Ray was willing to talk, I decided to mine him for all I could get wind. Ray confirmed that I could get meaning from the very beginning time I had sex and virtually any time except for a few mean solar day just before, during and after my period. All early times were extremely bad. And pulling out before he came was even a greater risk for two reasons. First, there is sperm in the pre-cum and no guy can be absolutely sure just when he starts to ejaculate, so caution was of the utmost importance.

"So, I can see by your stiff putz that you would care to sleep with me,"I said apprehensively.

"No Cathy !"I don't want to fuck you, but I would like to pull in bed to you sometime."

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

"Cathy, shag is what some randy high school day kid would like to do to any will girl. He would probably try to get you in the punt fundament where we can be more well-heeled, get your attire up around you waist, or better yet completely naked, then jam his turncock in your pussy, get off, then quickly pull his pants up and ram you home as fast as he could get you there. Then he would probably tout to everyone the next day how you begged him to have a go at it you and how a great deal you enjoyed it while you likely got nix but a quick osculation, take hold of the titties and a hatful to scavenge up afterwards."

"If I were to make love to you, I would be trusted you were unforced, then I would fondle, buss and draw close you until you felt cook. Then I would gently and carefully slew my stopcock into your wet pussy very slowly being sure enough you weren't feeling any pain the low gear few times, then I would try to take for off until you were satisfied. Then after I came, I would snog, snuggle and severalize you how lots I loved and enjoyed making sexual love to you. That's the deviation between fucking and making love."

"Wow, you make it sound like a lot of fun, I think I would really like for you to pass water passion to me and it looks like you are ready, so can we ?"I asked with a tremor in my voice and a rapidly ticktack heart.

"Well I guess we could if you are trusted that's what you want. I have some rubber one of the bozo left when he stayed here a couple of week ago so you wouldn't get pregnant. Are you really sure enough that's what you want ?"

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

Ray stood slowly and retrieved a condom from the software program in his desk drawer. I watched in enchantment as he rolled it over his raging knockout cock. Then he gently sat beside me on the cast and began caressing my neck and shoulders while kissing my brass then moving to my brim. Before long I could feel his clapper pressing against my back talk and almost instinctively, I parted them to allow his tongue inside my mouth. It was almost like an explosion, my pulse speeded up and I could sense my pussy beginning to get a bit dampness. As Ray spoke gently in my ear, his men worked their way down my neck and finally after what seemed an eternity, he began to stroke and caress my bosom. When he rolled my nipples between his thumb and finger, I knew I was in promised land. At that item, I knew I was going to have the great smell of my life. My pussy obviously knew it as well, as I could feel myself getting so wet it actually began to leak down onto my legs.

"Oh Ray, Oh Ray, I want to do it, I want to do it, can we do it now ?"I begged with a whimper. It seemed as if he hadn't heard me, then I felt him slide his arms behind my back and under my legs as he lifted me almost effortlessly and gently lay me on the bed. Crawling in beside me, he continued his stroking, of my breast, but with the other deal he began sliding a finger up and down my wet throbbing kitty. When he began to circle my clitoris, I actually began crying in pleasure. After what seemed forever, Ray spread my legs far apart and settled in between them. Grasping my ramification behind the knees, he raised them up until my feet were resting on his shoulders. He eased forward and I felt his shaft contact my pussy mouth. I expected him to just ram it in, but he slowly, slowly and gently pressed in until I felt pressure and a petty infliction. Ray was watching my font carefully and when he saw my facial expression modification, he stopped and slightly withdrew.

"Are you OK, Cathy ?"he asked in a solace representative. I nodded my head even as a footling tear formed at the box of my heart. Ray watched my face carefully, then without warning he pulled back a bit further then in one quick thrust he shoved forward and in an heartbeat, I felt about three things. First, I felt a bit of a sting and then I felt his ball bump against my buns. Thirdly, I felt a tremendous horse sense of being very pleasantly full moon. Ray held himself very still as I grew accustomed to the belief of having a cock buried in my slit for the first time. He continued to talk reassuring words while telling me to relax and get used to the feeling. All at once, I felt the urge to press my pussy against his stopcock and when I did, he began to thrust in and out, in and out, slowly and gently. Before long I felt a stirring much like when Rachel and I played with ourselves, and incidentally with each former, and I rose to meet his thrusts. A few moments later Ray was thrusting in harder and faster until he collapsed on me, hugging me close. I continued to thrust my hip against the invader feeling just on the border of something grand. Ray began meeting my thrusts and then it happened. I felt a tremendous sentience of relief and relaxation.

The succeeding affair I knew, I felt something move against me and jarred awake. Ray was staring at the door and reaching for the sheets. I turned my head to see what he was looking at and saw Rachel standing there with her mouth agape and flaming red face.

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

"Rachel, it's OK, its OK, don't run away !"She stopped for a mo 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 catch me the first time I made sexual love with a man, but it isn't like we haven't been watching Ray for the go couple of long time. Don't go running off and saying something that will get all of us in bother. Why don't you wait outside while I get dressed then we can talk ?"

Ray rolled off the bed and began reaching for his clothes. I slipped my shorts and top on then called for Rachel to add up in. She and I sat on the sofa while Ray sat in his power chairwoman looking a bit apprehensive.

"I spoke up saying,"Now before anything gets blown out of symmetry Rachel, I asked Ray to take in 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 sleep with together. When we get home plate, I will explain the deviation. For now, just empathize everything that happened was because I wanted it to materialise and now that it has happened, I am very glad it did happen !"Rachel just stood there staring at me for a few moments then slowly turned and walked out the door.

"I'll see you at base,"she said quietly as she scampered off across the yard to the little dam across the pool that bordered our two holding. I apologized to Ray but he just shrugged and told me I better get home and mouth to Rachel before she became any more tip over than she already was."She's OK, she won't do anything stupid,"I reassured him."She's just as often into watching you wash your motorcar naked as I am and she won't want to mishandle it. Unless I miss my bet, she's jealous of me right now."Ray raised an eyebrow then gave me a crooked 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 way, obviously waiting for me. The minute we got in the household she burst Forth River,"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 desire to do it again ?"

"Whoa, Whoa,"I exclaimed,"Give me a prospect to resolve one doubtfulness at a meter. On second mentation, I guess I can respond them all with one Word. YES ! Yes, it was fun, yes it did hurt a little but just for a few moment then it felt howling. Yes, I liked it, in fact I loved it, Ray was so gentle and measured that it made it very peculiar, and yes, I got off even better than I ever got off before, and yes, I want to do it again ! He even used a condom so I wouldn't get pregnant. He went very ho-hum and kept asking me if I was OK before he went any further. He really made me feel very special. I am beaming 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 formula for the first-class honours degree time a little girl did it, but after that it wouldn't scathe anymore."

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

"No, he won't nooky you but I'll bet he would make fuck to you, he told me he hadn't made love to a char since his wife was killed and that we reminded him of her when they first married. He was only XVIII when they got married and she was killed in a car fortuity when he was only XXII. He's not even 30 yet !"We went up to the store way and looked out at Ray's garage. Alas, he had put the cars away and was just putting the pick-me-up in the garage. As we watched, he strolled across the yard, then turned toward our house and snapped off a smart salute."Gee, he knows we're watching !"I whispered.

It was about a calendar week later when we got a note about a car show on Saturday and Ray asked if we would like to ride along in the firing truck for the parade function of the show. Mom and Dad said it was OK, as he and Ray had been doing some grounds affair together and Dad liked Ray. He thought he was a skillful young man and admired his mechanical abilities, although he wondered why he never married again. We walked over to Ray's place at the appointed time and had fun at the parade. The show was kind of boring as we just sat there while people walked by and asked query. I thought I would pop off to dying when Whitney Young trivial girl asked Ray if she could nurse his blast hose ! Ray got a funny story little saying on his typeface, but then pulled out a short length of the hosiery and let her hold it. Rachel and I almost fell off our chairs when she asked if it felt different when urine 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 hold in your firing hose ?"I thought Ray was going to run off the route when he turned to Rachel and studied her devoid looking face for several long seconds.

"well, I guess you could if you think you are a big enough girl to handle it,"he said with a funny small grin. About the time we turned onto our road, Mom and Dad stopped their car and waited for us to make out 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 in 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 station to put the truck away. He left the fire hand truck on the slab then got into the pickup and parked it, forming the naked washing spot."OK girls, do you want to help me clean up the attack truck for the next show ?"He asked with a big smile."Maybe not since you wouldn't want to get those nice clothes wet."

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

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

Rachel stared at it as if mesmerized then said in a palpitation voice,"Can I harbour your fire hose ?"Ray nodded and turned to confront her. Rachel hesitatingly reached out and brushed his tool then slowly encircled it with her little bridge player. His cock twitched at her trace then he got a immense smile on his face. As Ray thrust his hip forward Rachel got the idea and began to move her hand back and forth. It wasn't long before Ray began thrusting faster and spurted out long pulses of Andrew D. White cum onto her mitt and arm. He had maneuvered so that it didn't spirt onto her belly or near her pussy."Wow, I could feel the stuff coming down your hose,"she exclaimed."That's so nifty !"

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

"Rachel, since you are so good at holding firing hoses, why don't you take the garden hose and just put a exquisitely mist of H2O on the fire truck. Cathy, let's have you use one of these towels and wipe the excess pee off, and I will follow up with the spray wax."It took about half an hour to have the motortruck sparkling in the sunshine once again. Ray swung into the bottom and parked the motortruck in its berth in the service department. 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 long the hosepipe is and how much pressure it can develop."This time I giggled at Rachel's expression and seeing the red weirdie up her facial expression. Ray smiled broadly and went into his workroom. He returned seconds later with a ruler and handed it to Rachel. She looked at him with a suspicious expression then placed the end of the rule against his belly just above his turncock. Holding the rule against his cock she squinted at the identification number and announced six and one-quarter-inches."Now for the pressing it develops,"I said with a smirk. Rachel, are you cook to test the pressure ?"

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

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

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

Ray gently steered Rachel to the couch and began to fondle her spine and legs while at the same time kissing her on the neck and licking her spike. It wasn't long before Rachel began to answer and began emitting little strait of delight As Ray became more intense with his smooching, he moved to her breasts and as he had with me, he began caressing her titties. Finally, he moved to her slit and when be stroked her prick up and down Rachel gave out a narrow escape of surprise and a moan of sheer pleasure. Soon she was writhing under his ministration 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 condom, he lay on his back and helped perspective Rachel over him while steering his rooster to her now dripping Virgo the Virgin pussy.

As she slowly settled down on the pounding hard prick, she hesitated for a moment then let herself slide ever so slowly down until she was totally impaled with Ray's dick."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 cock become disengaged. Then slowly, ever so slowly he began pumping his now raging heavy cock in and out, in and out. Rachel was responding in a most passionate way exclaiming over and over again how great it felt. Ray continued to thrust but began picking up fastness. Rachel threw her stage around his thigh and began beating a staccato like rhythm method with her heels on his ass.

"Oh Ray, harder, harder,"she exclaimed,"It feels so skillful, so good."About that metre, Ray exploded in a physical structure shaking sexual climax and slammed his dick in as deep as he could shove it. I thought he was going to disappear into Rachel's pulsing pussy. I moved back to the sofa as they both went hobble and settled down on the bed."That was so in force, so good,"murmured Rachel."It is so lots better than my finger !"she exclaimed.

After some time 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 sofa and began to kiss and caress my titties. Before farsighted I could see his cock growing back to dismiss fighting status."Would you like to do it again,"he asked with a huge smiling. I nodded as he reached for another condom.

"Do you want to come alive Rachel up so we can bear the bed,"I asked. Ray shook his top dog saying we should let her catch some Z's after her first time. Instead, he had me lean over the arm of the couch and after playing with my titties for several transactions, he began sliding his finger up and down my now slick wet kitty lips. Moments later he replaced his finger's breadth with the nicest fire hosepipe I could envisage. As he began to pound himself into my puss, I could feel his belly slamming into my ass cheeks. Then I felt him reaching around my belly and put his finger on my clit. With the bestow foreplay of his finger and the slamming of his raging hard cock into my pussy, I felt myself responding as if I were floating in high spirits and higher. All of a sudden Ray let out a loud shout and slammed his cock in hard and deeply while doing lot with his finger on my clit. Simultaneously I felt the most grotesque 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 spread in the shape of a big"O."

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

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

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

"Quick, jump in the pool,"I loudly whispered to Rachel,"flip you clothes on the deck death chair and start swimming like your life history depended on it, because I THINK IT DOES !"Dropping our clothes, we dived into the pool and began swimming lengths as hard as we could. After a few overlap, which washed away all sign of our Recent action, I saw Dad fall out the back doorway calling our names.

"Oh, there you are,"he said as he rounded the corner. Suddenly he stopped dead still as if he had been struck by lightning or something."Are you girls naked ?"he asked with an astonied feel. We were standing on the bottom of the puddle, bending our genu a little to keep our breast below the water line. Never-the-less, the pool water was clean and clear and I realized dad could clearly see that we were indeed naked."Uh, OK, I think I'll go in and watch some TV,"he said as he spun on his heel and walked away. I couldn't help 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 pool. Quickly he spun back around and closed the door behind him. A bit or so tardy Mom came out and tossed us a brace of towels.

"Well, female child,"she said with a big grinning,"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 puddle was right here and it looked so cool and receive, we just took our clothes off and jumped in. We didn't expect you so soon."

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal, it isn't the first 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 initiative time there have been au naturel bodies in the pool,"she said with a smirk.

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

"Of course, we do it anytime we want to swim and you girls aren't base we love to swim without wet sticky suits 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 house.

Rachel and I wrapped our towels around us and gathered up our clothes. We went into the sign by the lone door uncommitted, which took us right-hand 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 way down the hallway he glanced at us and gave a big grin and a"High V"sign. Rachel and I glanced at each other and gave a little wave. As I waved, my towel came wanton and fell to the floor. Before I could reckon about it, I bent down to retrieve the towel and dropped my arm load of clothes. There I was standing totally naked in front of my Father of the Church trying to figure out what to do. Finally, I decided to just run to my room and get the towel and dress later. After getting dried off and dressed, I opened my doorway only to find my clothes neatly folded laying beside the threshold and the towel hanging off the door knob.

I slowly walked toward the kitchen, and again had to fall by the Den where Dad was still watching TV."Don't trouble kiddo,"he said with a big smile,"It's no big deal, don't worry about it."I smiled at Dad then walked over to his chair and gave him a prompt kiss on the cheek."It's OK, and besides, I thought you looked pretty good !"I just jabbed him in the costa and went to the kitchen where Mom was starting to cook dinner.

"So, you and Dad skinny dip,"I said with a prankish grinning.

"Yes, we do,"replied Mom with an even bigger smile."Now let's not progress to it a big deal, because it just isn't. What we do in the privacy of our own home is our business concern and not for discussion outside this house. Is that crystallise ?"I nodded my head and pitched in with the meal planning. Shortly Rachel came in and gave us a smug little grinning."Now Rachel, just don't even start in on weedy 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 stilted until Dad spoke up."female child, I think this is what they call the elephant in the elbow room. OK, you were skinny dipping. Mom says she told you we skinny dip too, although not when you little girl are around. So, let's just acknowledge it happened and get on without the overplus you seem to be feeling. So, I saw you naked, its zip to be ashamed of and I don't want it to be anything more than a temporary worker superfluity. Now, let's eat."

After breaking the ice, thing turned back to convention. Well almost, both Rachel and I were bursting in anticipation of our sharing distinction at bed clock time about having played with Ray's fire nozzle and having it buried in our pussies. As soon as dinner party was over, we headed to our elbow room and after making sure the door was tightly closed, we got to what we both wanted to discourse. After talking about how it felt, and how we felt, the inevitable dubiousness came up. Did we want to do it with Ray again ? It took about a millisecond for both of us to turn over an unambiguous and make noise YES ! The question was how to defecate it pass off 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 near dipping right now !"she exclaimed. Quietly we snuck down the hall, past the den and peeked through the curtain in the patio threshold. certainly enough, they were in the pool and with the brilliant moonlight, they were clearly naked as the day they were born."I told you so,"she said as she jabbed me in the costa. We watched as they swam with long slow slash, gliding through the water easily. After watching for several minutes, I started to rick 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 deck chairs was that Dad had a fervency hooter as well, and it was bigger than Ray's. They both reclined on the double wide lounger and began to snuggle and kiss 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 room access, it was obvious that Mom was making sounds as we could see her face twisted with pleasure. Then, Dad stood and lowered the rear of the recliner so that it was laid out like a bed. Seconds later he had buried his face 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 surely seems to like it,"I replied with a hoarse voice. Just as we were absorbing what we were seeing, they suddenly switched posture and seconds later Dad's face was still buried between Mom's wooden leg, but she had his cock in her mouth. Well both in and out of her mouth. She alternated between licking his rooster like a lollipop and taking the tip in her mouth and bobbing her fountainhead up and down. Astonished and mesmerized we watched in total fascination until they once again changed positions. Mom rolled onto her back and Dad sprang between her legs and slid his cock right into her pussy and began pumping. At first, he pumped in and out in three or four fast jabs, then pulled almost all the way out. Then he slowly pressed it back in until it was buried as abstruse as it could go. Slowly, slowly, he stroked in and out.

"Rachel, very quietly open the doorway just a small, I want to mind,"I whispered. Carefully and quietly Rachel twisted the knob and eased the threshold spread out just a crack. Now we could hear Mom's whimpers of sheer pleasure as Dad speeded up his thrusts. Just as Ray had done with us, he suddenly slammed his shaft in hard and held it while Mom let out a muffled little squeak of what sounded like exquisite delight. 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 proceedings, I could hear them talking quietly, but due to the dead still night air we could get word them clearly.

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

"Well, Hazel, I can't say I wasn't surprised, I had no approximation they were out there at all, much LE bare. But as for how I liked it, I have to acknowledge I have wondered a few times what they looked like naked. Sure a big change from when we used to open them bathe together. Cathy has gorgeous tits, almost a pretty as yours. I didn't get to see much of Rachel's titties as she was under water and that goddamn towel of hers stayed in place. I kept hoping she would try to help oneself Cathy and hers would go down off as well ! But as much as I could see, we have two gorgeous young woman and need to be prepared to fend off the boys if we don't want to be grandparents before it is sentence !

"Yes, I've been thinking about that, I think it is time I had a talk with them about birth restraint and how to use it effectively. There is little doubtfulness they will return in love life with some stud and they will likely be as persuasive as you were when you convinced me that having sex was the ultimate was to shew our passion for each other."

"Yeah, those were the Day, I can't believe how stupid I was back then. I believed a young lady couldn't get pregnant the first time she did it, and I also thought all you had to do was overstretch out before you came, as if that will pass in the heat of the moment. I remember Larry coverage he had a sure-fire method acting of avoiding pregnancy. He kept a few bottles of Coca colon in the trunk and after he nailed a fille, he would get out the bottle, pop the cap and agitate it up then shove it in her pussycat and the coke would keep her from getting meaning. I think he figured out that didn't study when his girl had a serious onrush of appendicitis while visiting her grandmother in another State Department and wasn't able to give to schoolhouse until a year later. Surprisingly, her parents decided to adopt a infant right wing after she got nursing home. And an even nifty surprisal, the baby looked a lot like Larry !"

"Yeah, I remember her, she was such an uppity bitch, but that attack of appendicitis trusted took her down a notch 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 dope douches. So yes, I think it is prison term to get the girls in for their starting time gynecological examination and right birth control methods. I'll call Dr. Cassidy tomorrow and make an appointment for them.

"What are you going to secern 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 headache, I think I can handle it,"replied Mom in a restrained spokesperson."We honest get to bed ; I got a fussy day tomorrow."As they rolled off the lounger, Rachel and I slipped back into the den and hurried down the hallway to our room.

"fountainhead, I guess that is gong to solve the trouble of getting pregnant"Rachel said excitedly. Why don't we tell Mom we need to get a physical before we can sign up for salvo Ball, maybe that will facilitate her making an appointment. Although I wonder just what a gynecological exam really is ? I'll bet we are going to be laying there while some guy pokes around our pussies."

The next day or two went uneventfully. On Wednesday morning at breakfast, after Dad had left for employment and before Mom had to go to her exercise class, I told Mom we needed to get a volley Ball Physical and could she make an appointment for us. She quickly agreed then told us she had been wanting to babble to us about something else the physician could do while we were there. We waited with what we hoped looked like an with child formulation. Mom said that since we were pretty well mature it was probably prison term to get a"Base-line Gynecological Exam."When we asked what that meant, she explained that it was a just theme for girls our age to know everything in right orderliness and to catch anything that may affect our ability to have nestling in the hereafter if we should decide to. We nodded in what we hoped wasn't too a good deal enthusiasm.

Although we approached the fitting with some apprehension, it really wasn't a big deal. I watched as the medico examined Rachel and saw the suspect expression on her face when he spread her cunt open with the speculum. Later when it was my bit, I realized I had the Lapplander funny locution. Afterwards, as we compared notes, we both giggled out forte when we admitted we were both intellection of a fire hosiery being forced in ! As for birth control, after considering the pros and sting we settled on the oral contraceptive. It seemed as if everything else required training before hand and as the nanny explained, in the rut of passion it was often forgotten or just ignored. Plus, the oral contraceptive had other advantage including regulation of periods. On the way base we picked up our pre***********ions and vowed to begin taking them immediately following our next periods.

With schooltime looming in just over three week, we knew our chance to play with a flack hose were going to be limited. Not only because of school but the weather would be turning cooler and the car shows always dropped off when schoolhouse started. Thus, we determined to use up advantage of every opportunity. As we suspected, Ray kept us well advised of launder twenty-four hour period. With Ray working full meter and our parents being dwelling on weekends it seemed almost impossible to schedule a sentence to lave firing trucks ! Still, Ray helped resolve the issue by informing us that he was taking Friday off body of work to get up for a especial upshot on Sat. Of course, Rachel and I volunteered to help and he quickly agreed. We were both amazed at how much more at comfort we were when we made honey with Ray. He was ever patient and loving and we tried our very serious to revert the same loving reply to him. And, of course of instruction, we got the fire motortruck ready for the parade

After school started, the daughter got together after lunch to review the summer. A couple of them admitted, bragged is a unspoilt word, that they gave up their virginity over the summer. One of them went into what we felt was lurid contingent, claiming Donnie's cock was eight inch long and as big around as her radiocarpal joint but she was able to take it all. However ; having experienced Ray's tender erotic love making, we agreed that her level was most unlikely. When Linda asked if Twins did everything together and did we lose our virginity together we just laughed and replied,"In your dreams !"Still, I couldn't help but poster my pussy got a little damp.

We only had rare chance to visit Ray during the schooltime year. Once in a while one of us were able to stage a coming together. I recall one very exceptional metre that I noticed Ray's car in the drive when the bus dropped us off at the corner. I told Rachel I was going to say hi to Ray and would be home later. Slipping around to the dorsum, I tapped quietly on the room access to his government agency where I could see him working at the desk. He opened the door and invited me in with a big smile.

"What brings you to my humiliate habitation ?"he asked with a big smile."Would you wish some hot deep brown, I just made myself some and the water is still hot."I nodded and soon we were sitting on the put sipping our swallow. Ray asked me about school and what courses I was taking. All the piece, he had his left arm around my shoulders gently patting my articulatio humeri. I snuggled up close to him savoring the feeling of his warmth and aristocratic touch.

"You asked what brings me to your low abode,"I said in a soft 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 side table. Taking me in his implements of war he gave me the gentlest kiss I could consume imagined. I felt as if I were floating on a swarm as I melted into his weapon and lay my point on his shoulder. I could sense the Cologne wafting off his shirt, almost intoxicatingly carnal. Ray continued to cuddle and caress me, but didn't touch my tit or try to get me nude. He just kept holding me tight but gently at the Saami time.

After what seemed an timelessness, Ray gently pushed me back to where we could look into each former's eyes."Cathy, I know I am a lot honest-to-god than you, especially at our respective eld, you being only seventeen and me being 26, but I'm starting to see you as Sir Thomas More than just a cute little girl from next doorway who helps me wash off my old cars. You are becoming a very especial young Lady to me."

I sat up in amazement with my pump beating wildly."What are you saying ?"I asked with a quiver vocalism.

"I guess I'm saying that I am starting to palpate for you like I did when Katie and I first began to date,"he said softly."I know it can't happen but I just can't avail how I feel. And besides, you probably think that all I want to do is have intercourse two innocent piddling female child from next door and be active on to the succeeding conquest."I looked deep into Ray's eyes and could see how hazy they were. As I continued to face into his optic, I saw a small displume mannikin 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 twins, do you feel the Saami way about her ?"Ray shifted in his seat then looked me public square in the eyes.

"At number one I couldn't tell the difference between you two when we were all naked. Of course of study, the times I gave you rides in the ardour truck, you dressed differently and it was easy to tell you apart. You always were just a bit more conservative in your clothes while Rachel was more showy. She is also bubblier and even frivolous in her speech. You, on the former deal, think things out before you speak. Rachel is the one who asked about the fervour hose, while you were the one who explained her insinuation. As for making lovemaking to the two of you, I felt as if you and I became one person for the few minutes we were joined, while with Rachel it was very pleasant but it just smell like I am doing something enjoyable but not as meaningful as it is with you. I don't want to hurt Rachel's flavor, but from now on I really don't want to crap jazz to Rachel, I want it to only be with you. Do you remember she will sympathize or will she be angry with me and maybe evidence ?"

My pass was spinning and I almost felt faint. Here was a man essentially saying he was in erotic love with me, and I'm just a teen age girlfriend in her terminal year of high school."Wow, Ray, I don't know what to say, I really like you a lot, and I love making sexual love with you, but I just never thought of it being much more than a silly 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 nice, and even though we have made love together, you always made sure enough I didn't smell used or pressured. If anything, it was me, actually Rachel and I, who pushed affair as far as they did. Wow, I've got a lot to think about. Let's not add Rachel into it for now, besides there really isn't much chance for her to urinate have sex with you so I let's not conduct with that until we have to."

"Do you have clip to make lovemaking with me ?"asked Ray quietly."I really want to show you how a great deal you mean to me and I would like to make it more extra than out in my shop office."I slowly rose and took Ray's hand as he too rose. With a questioning tone and my nod of affirmation, he led me to his bedroom. I had never seen it and was absolutely astonished ! The walls were covered in red flocked wall paper, there was the thick and softest red carpet on the story. White accent mark panels were on the paries on either incline of the bed, and the bedspread was a white furry kind of cloth. It was absolutely stunning.

As Ray pulled down the covers, I slowly began to unbutton my blouse. Ray stopped me, pressing my hands gently to my English while he fumbled with the clitoris. He went so slowly that I thought he was delaying, but then realized he was being as sensuous as one could possibly be. Ever so slowly, he proceeded to remove each piece of clothing all the while telling me how beautiful each part of my body is. At the same fourth dimension, I began to hit 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 tell me how limited every inch of my trunk is and how a great deal he loved touching and kissing it. Ray kissed me tenderly then slowly and tantalizingly kissed his way down my body, paying special attention to my knocker and nipples, gently kissing, sucking and nibbling on them until I thought I would die of pleasure ! As he kissed his way down my tummy, leaving footling trail of kiss, he paused as his tongue and lips brushed against my pussy hair. While watching my eyes carefully, he gently spread my leg apart then knelt between them. Staring late into my eyes, 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 pool and he had done the Same affair to her. At first, I felt a bit of apprehensiveness, was I clean enough, did I smell bad, would he be repulsed ? Then he lowered his head some more and I felt his tongue soupcon my outer sass then invade my innermost region. Suddenly I went stiff, it was almost as if someone hit me with an electrical shock. The notion was so intense I thought I might conk. As Ray moved his clapper up and down, I relaxed and let myself float mellow and gamy. When he finally circled my clitoris with his clapper, I exploded in the most powerful 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 fearsome can that be."Ray, I'm so no-good, 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 distaff ejaculation and it was the most exciting and amazing and agitate matter he could imagine.

"Not very many cleaning woman can cause 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 difficult cock into my wet and waiting pussycat. We made bang for what seemed similar hours as he bought me up to a period then slowed down. Finally, with a gimcrack form or roaring audio he slammed his cock into my quivering pussy and I felt his hot cum invading my very being. As we both relaxed and cuddled after the most grotesque love-making fourth dimension I had experienced, we continued to whisper little sounds of delight and contentment. About xv minutes later I told Ray I really needed to get home before Mom got back from her component meter job, or it would be gruelling to explain what I was doing at his shoes. Ray suggested we take a quick shower so the smell of our love-making wouldn't gift me away. After he dried me carefully, I quickly dressed and scampered across the dam and into the backrest door.

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

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

"Yeah, but if he were, he would probably just require to jump on and slam his cock in us instead of making us feel really particular and loved,"she observed."I can see by your big grin that you did more than than just search at cars and pretend to like waxing them. Did you get to build roll in the hay ?"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 with him on Saturday Nox and I told him yes. I like Ray but I know it isn't going to go anywhere and I don't want to overleap out dating boys my age. Besides, Kenny is really hot, and I think I could really like him."

"Hey that's majuscule !"I answered enthusiastically."I know Kenny too ; I have a distich of classes with him and he seems bright but not conceited. And all those caterpillar tread record book he holds, I know draw of young lady who want him in their beds."

"Well, you can number me as one of them. Not really, it's way too early to even be thinking about that. I just think he's a good-looking lump that I would care to recognize near. And who knows, maybe better and salutary until we do want to get in bed together. I just don't want to get a reputation of being easy, but on the other hand I don't want to drop out on a chance to get to know him better either."

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

"I don't know about you, but there could be a lot of advantage to hooking up with an older guy. He is obviously pretty well set financially. While it might be kind of fun to build up a life story from scratch while living on a shoestring, it might not be all that bad to set forth life with a financially secure guy. I know that sounds kind of mercenary, but what the heck, while money may not buy happiness, I doubt the lack 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 dates, I don't think Mom and Dad would allow me to actually appointment Ray and I don't want to creep around. I feel kind of bad about what we, or at to the lowest degree I, have already done with him. And what would the other Kyd at schoolhouse say ? I can just imagine all the comments about being a kept adult female, him being a cradle robber, me being a gold 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 assure them that you like Ray and want their permission to particular date him. You certainly aren't going to marry him future week so I don't see why they would object to you having a few dates just to see where it might lead. The forged thing that can bump is they will say no, and I really doubt they will. I think they will see it as a lilliputian girlfriend press on a guy with a fire motortruck and as soon as you go on a date or two you will be over it and spirit goes on."

I followed Rachel's advice and to my surprise, Dad spoke offset saying,"I think Ray is a fine young man. Probably unseasoned 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 point interest in you then just bowl with it. If not simply but politely relegate it off and get on with your lifetime. If you don't at least test the amniotic fluid, you will inquire for the eternal sleep of your animation if you made a mistake by worrying about your age departure. On the early hand, since cleaning woman usually outlast men, you need to realize that he will probably allow you a fairly young widow sometime in the hopefully distant future."Mom simply nodded her head in blessing but suggested that it might be a effective musical theme if we had him over for dinner and a prospect for them to screw him a bit better.

The next day, being Sabbatum I scampered over to Ray's service department where he was just getting the ardor motortruck out in preparation to participate in a parade. I issued the invitation for dinner party with our family that very evening. After a attentive falter he agreed saying he would be home in deal of time to amount over. Promptly at six that evening, Ray tapped on our game door and I let him in. He glanced around then gave me a straightaway kiss and followed me into the den where Dad was watching the evening news. Ray sat down while I went back to avail Mom finish dinner.

As we ate, Dad encouraged Ray to secernate 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 passe cars. He and his latterly wife were married flop out of high school and as nearly Thomas Young newly-weds they had their share of struggles. Ray and his grandad were co-owners of an freelancer auto repair shop. Actually, his grandfather owned the workshop and Ray worked there for a partial derivative ownership share with the architectural plan he would take over the business when grandpa retired in five age. By then he would be self-sufficient. Ray still had his first of all car that granddaddy had given him and it was one of the gaffer railcar he still owned.

All was going well ; the business was growing as Ray's reputation for diagnosing and fixing fomite other shop class couldn't fixing bought them firm client and neat referrals. Then, two things happened simultaneously. First, Grandpa had a major heart attack which proved to be fatal. Ray was capable to sustain the shop going but desperately needed help. Then one Night as Katie, his wife, was coming home from a meeting at the infirmary where she was attending a meeting for expectant female parent, a wino driver ran a stop light and broadsided her car, killing her and the unborn infant instantly. At that peak Ray bowed his head and bout began to skid down his cheek. I jumped up and took him in my arms holding him closely while murmuring"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."It took a few consequence for Ray to recover his composure.

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

Ray took a mysterious breather then told us about the law causa against the drunk driver, who incidentally was a very prosperous business sector man in another state. He wanted to forefend packaging so his lawyers and Ray's attorney negotiated a settlement which the terms included a non-disclosure agreement. But without revealing the amount, unless he got totally ridiculous with expenditure money, he had no cause to work again, except to do matter he enjoyed doing. And in his guinea pig that meant collecting, showing and trading oldtimer railcar. So, he sold the repair business concern and looked for a place with some acreage so he could build a workshop and memory board building to admit his business/hobby.

"And that just about brings you up to engagement on your neighbour Ray,"he said in a quiet representative."Just one Thomas More thing, I would like to have your permit to have Cathy accompany me on a few of my day long shows or parades. I'm not talking about overnight bag, just day misstep to see if she can tolerate my crazy fiddling business and to see if she can put up with me as a person."

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

frankincense, began a new era in my aliveness. I accompanied Ray on several Sabbatum or Sunday, sometimes both sashay and began to pee-pee supporter with the people he interacted with in his sideline. Rachel began dating Kenny and before long they were accepted as a couple at school. After respective months I noticed that Rachel would come habitation in a somewhat rumpled DoS with a big smiling on her face.

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

commencement exercise 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 last at home. By now, I was spending some night with Ray. The tribe never said anything except for Mom saying for me to be trusted I took my birthing ascendance lozenge on time and didn't miss any of them. She also advised that one risk of infection of taking the anovulant was when you quit, pregnancy was almost inevitable in very short parliamentary procedure. I heeded here advice, not wanting to get pregnant at this spot in my education and certainly not before married couple. We all accepted that at some time Ray and I would marry and I was especially substance with the idea.

Mean-while, Kenny and Rachel were starting to name similar racket about their future together and in due course, we became brides. In the good continuation of Mom and Dad's estimate to raise us as individuals, we did not have a repeat wedding of monovular Twin Falls, Rachel and Kenny were married in May after our Junior class in college, and Ray and I married just before school day started for my older year. In my lawsuit it wasn't much of a modulation as I had been living with Ray for near of the past times year and loving every endorsement of our life together. I became totally involved in Ray's study and even became the treasurer of the primary governance, which went along with my accounting major.

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

About Christmas time of my Senior twelvemonth, Ray started talking about wanting to have a baby and I was ready. In one sentience, I wanted a baby to love, but I knew he still longed for the baby he never knew. So, my Xmas present to Ray that twelvemonth was my supply of parturition restraint pills wrapped in sister shower composition. Ray's smile lit up the full room. Although it would take a few hebdomad for the residual issue of the pill to wear off, we took every chance that my studies allowed to constitute certainly I got fraught. And by the outset of February, I was pretty sure. A visit to the medico confirmed, we would be parents about the end of September. In due course of study we were presented with adorable identical twin son. Ray was OK with raising them as individual, but did want to give them"Twin Names."After much retainer, we named them Ronald and Donald. We figured they would go by Ron and Don, and although they rhymed, the foremost letter phone was enough unlike to forfend serious confusion.

After the Gemini the Twins low birthday party, Rachel sidled up to me and said she wanted to verbalize to Ray and I in total silence very soon, could we arrange a common soldier meeting together out of the public bowl. I agreed asking if she were in some sort of trouble, was Kenny mis-treating her, some kind of cue. She said to just be patient and she would answer 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 merging he had to see at the church where they attended and she would wish to number over. We agreed but on the condition Mom and Dad wouldn't see her seed and go, and we would never ever for any reason expose what she wanted to spill the beans about. Both Ray and I were bursting with curiosity and almost tore the door off it hinges when she rang the toll. I had prepared some light snacks and java which I set out on the dining room table.

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

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

"He proceeded to tell me that Kenny had been his patient since he was a child and he knew him well. Not only was he a affected role, but their families were social supporter as well. He knew Kenny well enough to love that if he were told he was unimaginative and could never father a infant he would be devastated. It seems that when he was younger, he had an especially bad typeface of epidemic parotitis which actually affected his testicles. While they still produce testosterone, he was completely and irreversibly unimaginative. Bottom line, he would never be the father of his own nipper. Dr. Jensen said he knows the family well enough to understand they, and especially Kenny, could never swallow an adopted child and a donor would be out of the doubtfulness. So, what I want to do is give birth Ray get me pregnant and let Kenny and everyone else, except the three of us, mean it is Kenny and my baby."

"I know we could go the road of artificial insemination, but that would ask lawyer, sound document, populace phonograph recording and sooner or later it would fall out. In addition, there is the cost of the procedure, which is several thousand dollars. However ; all they do is collect ejaculate from the bestower, put it in something like a turkey baster and enclose it into my vagina. It seems so much more private and cheaper to just put it there in the beginning stead. I have thought about it and If you agree, I think it would go something like this. I will supervise my temperature and when the time is in good order, I come over go into the spare bedroom. I don't want to hold it fall out in your room. I simply lie back on the bed. When Cathy sees I am ready, Ray comes in, no touching, no caressing, he simply shoves it in, plants the seed and goes out of the room, end of taradiddle. I figure we should do it three day in a row to comprehend both English of my fertile time just to be for certain. So, if we are lucky just three fourth dimension, but if we miss perhaps repeat in a month but no more than three calendar month tops."

Ray and I sat there with astonished looks on our faces. Finally Ray quietly spoke up,"Rachel, I have to reckon about this and babble with Cathy. As for how it would happen, I am OK with it if Cathy is. It isn't like I haven't seen you au naturel, and of course you gave your virginity to me. What I am concerned about is that there is no way I can forget the child is mine. fountainhead 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 retrieve about, and not just a short-run issue, but a life-long issue."

Rachel rose as did I. In second we were hugging and crying together while Ray looked on feeling somewhat humiliated. As we broke, I promised Rachel we would talk it over and get back to her within a duet of twenty-four hour period. We talked long into the nighttime and finally decided to go along with the plan. A few daylight later Rachel called saying it was meter. The operation went as planned, and while Ray tried to stay unaffectionate emotionally, that really wasn't possible. Never-the-less, he performed his responsibility for the three days. Three weeks later Rachel called saying she had missed her period. Another month went by and then confirmation of pregnancy. Everyone was amazed at how much the cousin-german resembled each other. Some commented that they could bulge their own"Patty Duke Show,"Identical Cousins. Both Ray and I could see more and more of Ray's part to the girls, but true to our promise, not one word was ever mentioned to anyone.

Fast forward twenty-three old age. Cindy was in her first class of school and Crissy in Law School. One day Ray got a call from Cindy asking if he could meet Uncle Ray for tiffin. Ray assumed she needed a car as he had made it a practice to stay fresh the girls in cars as they needed them. Cindy suggested they get sandwiches and go to the green where they could talk in private. Ray began to get a squiffy 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 medical school. One of my course of instruction is genetics. One of my projects was to graph blue angel eye brown eye dominance. So, I charted Grandpa and Grandma on Mom's side and Grandpa and Grandma on Dad's side. Both Mom and Dad follow the forecasting. All have brown center. But I have drear center. The professor says that is impossible, as brown centre are dominant and it is not possible for that combination of grandparents and parents to grow a fair-haired child. I told him that I was the exception that proved the rule. He just gave me a funny look then suggested that I study the genetics more carefully before I came to that conclusion. So, I did and finally, I came to the conclusion that the professor is right. So, where did my down eyes come from ? The just one in our family who has blue eyes is Uncle Ray, and he isn't a stemma relative. Then the most absurd whimsey hit me."

"I went to the DNA lab that was just set up at our schooltime and took the DNA test myself. Then, I went on line where you and Aunt Cathy were doing some genealogy research. I found your family line tree then submitted my DNA sample in the data base. guess 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 affair ? Does Aunt Cathy know about it ? Uncle Ray, I got destiny of head and no solution. Please tell me the truth !"And then the tears began to stream down her side. I sat in come confusion for several minute while Cindy cried herself out. When she had wiped her eyes and stopped sniffling, I took her bridge player in mine and squeezed them tightly.

"OK, I will tell you the truth, but only if you absolutely promise you will never tell 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 straits and stared at me with soulful wide of the mark BLUE eyes, just like mine !"OK, Cindy, I am your biological father, and of path I am also Crissy's father as well. But KENNY IS YOUR founder. He raised you, he went to your concert dance functioning, he walked the floor with you when you were sick, he comforted you when you had scraped human knee and bruised elbow. Kenny is your father. I simply supplied the sperm that impregnated your mother because your father is sterile, but he doesn't know it and can never love it ! Is that clear !"Again, Cindy nodded her head."And before you jump to termination, aunty Cathy knows about it and we all agreed it was the right 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 grade I have a very special interest in both of you. Maybe you could even sense it, but that has to remain our mystery, end of story."

Cindy jumped up and gave me the heavy hug I could imagine. We held each early until we each recovered from the emotional brush."Do you cerebrate Crissy suspects anything ?"I asked.

"I doubt it, she is in law schoolhouse and I doubt they require any hereditary track. 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 defeat Dad, I don't think he could ever accept us as his tike if he knew. I think Mom did exactly the right wing affair, and I am kind of glad she kept it in the syndicate, DAD ! ”