Farm Girl Amy

The whole 85-inch television was full of Brie's big white pale skinned ass and pussy. Either she did not realize she had approved the connection to allow me to access to her computers webcam or she was doing it on purpose. Either way. The screen was full of big white butt, a pink little butthole, and her pale smooth white pussy lips were front and center on the screen.

Sloan giggle and asked, "Should we be recording this?"

It made me think of a way we could record our conversations, but it would take more time than I had right now.

After a minute or so Brie turned around and saw my face on her screen. Her response in the most childlike and accusatory voice was "Mark you bad boy. Have you been watching me for very long."

Now seated Brie was topless. Her white skin reflecting the bright lights making her skin glow unnaturally. Her light pink nipples pointed at the screen. Brie was smiling and happy to see me. She had no idea Sloan could see her too.

I pointed the phone at Sloan and stated, 'Sloan is here too.'

Brie laughed, stood up, and filled the screen with her tits as she stated "High Sloan" wiggling her breasts back and forth playfully.

I heard Sloan moan, "oh. I like that."

Brie sat back down gently on her squishy exercise ball. Brie started talking about all kinds of things. School, homework, yoga, and her sister was visiting from Las Vegas for a month. Anna was 21 years old, shorter than Brie, skinnier that Bree, and had tiny B-cup pointy tits. She had fire red hair that was long and full. Her hair was so big, curly, and fluffy everyone believed she was wearing a wig or had dozens of extensions. In reality her hair was just big and thick.

At the mention of her name Anna popped her head into Brie's bedroom door. She did not flinch or question why Brie was naked, on video, and talking to a boy on her computer. The rest of her body came into view. Anna was wearing a small white babydoll tank top and pink booty shorts. You could see her tiny B-cup tits and her pointing nipples were visible through the tank top.

Anna walked up next to Brie and stated, "introduce me silly." If Brie was embarrassed or surprised by her sister's attire or actions, she did not show it. She just stated "This is my older sister Anna Myers. She is here all the way from Las Vegas. She is 21 years old so I'm not sure if you two have ever had a run in with her."

I heard Sloan say "Anna Myers" like she was familiar?

Anna turned around, did some back bends, handstands, and stretches with her legs going in incredible directions. I thought she must work for the Circus.

Sloan stated "Hey. Do you strip at the Double Diamond in Las Vegas."

Anna giggled "Yeah. But I'm not the main actor. I'm one of the supporting girls. I don't make as much money as the head act, but I do get to do lots of pole dancing. I even make my own instructional videos on the types and art of stripping, dancing, and pole dancing moves."

Anna walked backwards playfully and while behind Brie she started a well-rehearsed routine taking off gloves, a dress, and shoes she was not wearing. She was turning left and right. Doing backbends, and gyrating to music that wasn't playing.

Brie was talking all the while and honestly neither Sloan nor I were paying attention to her.

Sloan crawled closer to me but never took her eyes off the screen. Sloan told me she had bought every DVD Anna stared in on how to strip, tease, dance, or do pole dancing moves. "She's famous", Sloan stated why slapping my shoulder.

Anna had run out of imaginary clothes to take off, so she started to play with the strings of her tank top. Up and down her arm. Then she would pull up the bottom of her shirt so close to her nipples and then push it back down. She continued to tease while Sloan watched without blinking.

Anna was very good. She was very seductive, beautiful, and tiny. I thought that she reminded me a bit like Tami. Tami had more of a runner's build whereas Anna had a more gymnastic or dancer's curves. But still tiny.

Anna continued to twirl and stretch her legs over her head, at odd angles, and then turned to show one of her pussy lips had "accidentally" popped out of her shorts. Yeah right, I thought. I looked over at Sloan and saw she was mesmerized, and her eyes were locked on the television.

But what I only now noticed was Sloan's hands were not visible as she was sitting up in my bed. Some slow motions made me believe she was playing with her pussy. I set down my phone and crawled over to her. I whispered in her ear 'if you want to come. Go ahead. You have my permission.' Sloan looked at me with a longing I had not seen before.

Sloan answered, "thank you sir."

Anna was not a fast-paced dancer, but more of a snake like slither here and there. Her top had slid off over her head and she played with it to block the view of her tits driving Sloan crazy. Minutes later the shorts slid down, and she played with them by twirling them around her ankle, letting them slide down her leg as she held her leg high over her head, and then eventually she kicked them at the webcam.

Brie laughed while pulling her sister's shorts off of the webcam and giving us a great view of naked busty 18-year-old Brie and her naked skinny 21 year old Anna. Both redheads had matching skin colors and bright red hair. Anna's seemed like it was a brighter fire red. But only a shade or two. They both had perfectly smooth and bare pussy lips.

Anna, however, had a small triangular shaped patch of red hair above her pussy. She may not be a fire crotch, but the triangle shape pointed right towards her clit.

Anna and Brie danced together for a minute. Brie was not a bad dancer, but she was not in Anna's league. I looked over to see Sloan. She obviously had a "thing" for Anna as her hands were working furiously.

I climbed over to Sloan again and whispered 'How close are you? What will help you cum?'

Sloan groaned heavily "Two more minutes of this..."

Due to all the commotion a new head popped in the door. It was a short red haired women's head and face. She was smiling and asking "The whole house is shaking. What are we doing?"

Anna waved to the woman, and she stepped inside. She was likely late 30 years old and had the mix of Anna and Brie's body types. Her hair was not as brightly colored and had faded over the years as she got older. Anna pointed at my face on Brie's computer and stated "It's a show. We dance for the handsome man."

The woman walked up close to the screen. The webcam showed she was thinner than Brie but stockier than Anna. Her tits were likely bigger than Brie's, and her ass was firmer that Brie's but still bigger than Anna's. The woman was wearing a Wonder Woman tank top and Wonder Woman thong panties. The logo was front and center on both items. The woman's pale skin had more freckles than either Anna or Brie and you could tell she had spent some time in the sun.

The woman leaned close to the computer. Too close. She didn't know how the setup worked because her mouth was trying to talk into the camera, and you could see right down her tank top. The woman stated "I'm Mandy. Or Amanda. I'm their mom" as the two girls danced in the background naked doing the Cha Cha and slow dancing.

Mandy waved at them to back up and they continued to dance and twirl in the background. I heard Sloan moan, "so close."

I thought I'd try my luck. I stated, 'hey Mandy. Take off your clothes. I want to see your tits, pussy, and butt.'

Mandy stated with a smile and no thought, "okay."

If Mandy knew I was Brie's 18-year-old friend from school and lived in the same town as her she did not let on. She stepped back, pulled her shirt over her head, and yanked her panties down to the ground.

Where her daughters were neatly trimmed Mandy had a full bush, untrimmed, unkept, and she was a true fire crotch.

I told Mandy, 'Step closer. Lift your right leg and put your foot on the table.'

Mandy lifted her right foot, placed it on the table, and asked "right here?" a close up view of her huge red bush pushed Sloan over the edge. I could hear her moaning behind me, I could feel the bed shaking, and I knew my employee had just orgasmed while lying in my bed.

I told Mandy, 'Hey. Spread your lips. I want to see your clit.'

Mandy complied, she reached down with her fingers, spread her lips, and opened them. Her red bush parted to show small brown edge labia lips, and bright pink insides. The color reminded me of Brie's outfit she wore to school.

Mandy began to stroke her clit as Sloan calmed down. Sloan stated "What a family of slutty redheads. I should move in there." I laughed loudly. I guess Sloan had a thing for redheads.

Mandy was really picking up the pace. I could not see her face, but I could hear how sloppy and wet her pussy was as she rubbed herself. This was the worst time possible for my mother to walk into my room. And yet she did. Sloan was as surprised as I was, pulled down her covers, and went to stand up.

My mother Miriam ran over to Sloan who had started to stand up. She gave Sloan a big hug and whispered something in Sloan's ear. I could not hear what she said but they both began to laugh. Miriam looked at me and then the 85-inch television mounted on the wall where Brie, Anna, and half the screen full of wet fire crotch was playing.

If Miriam was mad, she did not show it. She stepped back and was focused on my bed sheets. Sloan had been busy, and a wet spot was visible. Sloan looked down and realized she was bottomless, and I was sitting on the floor talking to my phone. I was not sure If Miriam realized what had occurred but turned to walk out as Mandy began to chirp, screech, and make bird like noises.

My mother stopped in her tracks and looked at the television as she utters "Mandy?"

Mandy took a few steps back and her face was now visible. Miriam had not realized that she could see Mandy and her daughters, but they could not see her. Miriam looked at me and asked, "What is this?" I told Miriam about the webcam and how they were performing for me or for fun. I asked Miriam how she recognized Mandy's voice. Miriam was still focused on the screen and she stated, "When she orgasms she chirps and squeaks like a bird."

If ever was there a time in my life for my head to explode it was now. My mom recognized another woman only by the sounds she makes during orgasmic bliss. Sloan and I looked at one another while I handed my phone to Miriam. Mandy could now see Miriam's face on their computer instead of mine. Miriam stated, "you still sound like a bird when you cum Amanda."

Mandy stepped back from the computer and regained her composure. Her two daughters stopped dancing and walked over next to their mother. The whole redheaded Myers family was standing next to one another naked. What an odd sight. Are they sluts? Are they simple? Why would they act like this? I never did get the answer to my question.

Amanda or Mandy greeted my mother and stated she had just returned from "the Harem House" when she heard her two daughters playing around on the computer. She had no idea that it was another real person let alone Miriam's son that she was obeying. My mom looked at me and blushed again. This was the third reference to "The Harem House" in several days.

Mandy went on to describe how she had so much fun at the Harem House, Lisa was doing crazy shit, Tami was in deep over her head, and Roy was having the time of his life. Mandy stated when she left Roy was seated in a chair naked while Tami and Lisa were both mounted on a separate work boot attached to Roy's feet. They were having a "cum race." Whomever ground their clits on the boot and orgasmed first did not have to swallow a shot glass full of semen.

Mandy's story shocked my little brain. Was "the Bunkhouse" really referred to as "The Harem House"? And was it a party house, a place for debauchery, and how did both my mom, Roy, and Mandy know about it so well.

Miriam tried to "shush" Mandy, but it was too late. Mandy looked confused as to why she was trying to stop her from telling the funny story. Miriam finally looked at me and stated "Ok. The cats out of the bag." I was not entirely sure what she meant but "the Harem House" sounded like a fun place to hang out.

Miriam handed me the phone and walked out after she winked at Sloan. Sloan crawled back into bed, and I told the three red head sluts I had to go to bed, but I would see Brie at school. They all waved as the screen went dark.

I took off my clothes except for my boxers and climbed into bed next to Sloan. I asked Sloan if she was okay and she stated, "never better." I wrapped my arms around Sloan and pulled her in close to me. Sloan rolled over, placed her head on my chest, and covered my legs with her left leg. I felt Sloan press her wet pussy against my hip. Her warm body put me to sleep almost instantly.