All characters are 18 years or older
PALM SPRINGS VACATION
CHAPTER FOUR
Sharon lay dozing in the warm, mid-morning sun, quietly floating on an air mattress on the placid surface of the pool. She had grown drowsy as her slim, naked body soaked up the warm, delightfully relaxing rays of the sun. After three days of nearly constant outdoor nudity, the young girl's pale skin was turning a rich, golden, all-over tan, with no disruptive pasty-white tan lines.
In that trance-like state between waking and sleeping, surreal images of her experiences during the last few days drifted through her mind, her uncle's huge penis, erect and sun-bronzed, beding the centerpiece of her visions. She saw it standing tall before her now as she licked and kissed it, watching thick streams of milky sperm fountain from its tip. She also imagined it repeatedly plunging into her aunt's pussy, mouth, and anus just as she had witnessed at pool-side the day before.
Sharon felt her hand being grasped as it dangled in the water beside her raft. She turned her head and opened her eyes to see JoAnn, also floating on an air-mattress, pull herself up next to her, docking the rafts side by side, facing in opposite directions so they could easily look at one another.
JoAnn smiled at her young niece and said, "You've been very quiet for quite a while, sweetheart. What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, mostly about all the stuff we did out here yesterday."
JoAnn smiled again and laid her hand on the girl's slender thigh, tenderly caressing it. "You're still all good with it aren't you, honey? Remember, we just want you to have a good time here. If you're not good with anything, just say the word and we'll stop."
"Oh, no, Aunt Jo, everything's great! Yesterday was amazing!"
JoAnn smiled broadly and squeezed Sharon's thigh. "Oh, good, sweetie...I'm so glad! Yesterday was amazing, wasn't it?"
"Oh, yeah! I just can't stop thinking about seeing Uncle Eddie's big, hard dick going in and out of your pussy like that! It was so exciting! And then you even stuck it into your butt! I couldn't believe what I was seeing!"
"Oh I hope we didn't go too far too soon, sweetheart," JoAnn said. "I just couldn't help myself. When I get worked up, Eddie can stick his dick anywhere...I just love it!"
Sharon gazed dreamily up at the sky, images of her uncle's immense penis in her mind. "But...but, how...doesn't it hurt back there?" she asked.
"Oh, it can...especially with a dick like Eddie's. But we took it slow and easy, with a lot of start and stop practice and eventually we managed to do it comfortably and then we both found it to be really quite pleasurable."
JoAnn slid her hand up Sharon's thigh and cupped her palm over the girl's pubic mound. "But
this
is what you should be thinking about, sweetheart... before you ever consider butt-fucking!" JoAnn laughed.
"Oh, I am, Aunt Jo, I am..." Sharon squirmed, bucking her pubes against her aunt's hand. "I just keep thinking about Uncle Eddie's big, beautiful cock going in and out of my tight little pussy!"
JoAnn laughed, then flipped her hand over so that she could slide her fingertip up and down through Sharon's moist slit. "Well, I suppose that could be done much more easily than through the back door," she said, giggling. "However, if you decide you're not going to save this little prize for some lucky boy, I'm quite sure you Uncle Eddie would be quite happy to pop this sweet little cherry."
"Oooooh...ooooooh..." Sharon moaned softly, her butt squirming as her aunt's fingertip delved deeper between her outer labia to caress the tender, moist, inner folds of her vulva. "Doesn't it bother you to talk about your husband sticking his dick into another woman?"
"Oh, no, sweetheart. Eddie and I have an agreement that we can have other people as long as we don't try to hide it from each other and as long as we guard against it changing how we feel about each other. Loving each other the way we do means we only want to the other to enjoy him or herself however they want to, as long as we save some for just the two of us. That's especially true when we're together with other people. It's a really big turn-on for me to actually watch Eddie have fun with another woman or for him to see me with another man!"
The pleasant tinkling of chimes broke through the girls' discussion.
"What's that, Aunt Jo?" Sharon asked.
"Damn!" JoAnn swore, looking annoyed at their being disturbed. "Just when we were getting interesting! That's the doorbell, honey. There must be someone out at the gate. Probably a deliveryman or something. You just go ahead and relax, honey...I'll go and check it out."
JoAnn slipped off of her air-mattress and swam to the side of the pool. Sharon watched her aunt's beautiful, tanned body as she gracefully climbed out of the water, grabbed a bathrobe from a chair on the patio, and entered the house.
Agitated by JoAnn's swimming, Sharon's mattress bobbed and rocked atop the roiled surface of the water, gently lulling her back into her a dream-like state as the wavelets slowly settled out.
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"Hello there!"
Startled awake by a strange voice, Sharon jerked her head up and saw JoAnn and another woman standing at the edge of the pool looking down at her. Sharon gasped and quickly rolled off her air mattress, into the water. Embarrassed, she tried to hide her nakedness behind the floating raft as she looked up at the two women. They were both laughing.
"Oh, it's all right, honey, you don't have to be embarrassed," JoAnn called out, still giggling. "Vickie knows how we live here--"
"And I certainly envy your lifestyle, too!" the other woman broke in. "I've been trying to talk my husband into building me a swimming pool for years, but something else always comes up."
"C'mon over here, Sharon, honey, and meet my best friend," JoAnn said.
Sharon slowly paddled over to the others, pushing the plastic raft before her. Reaching the edge of the pool, she reluctantly pushed it away and clung to the concrete coping, her naked body pressed against the side of the pool, beneath the water. She looked up and smiled nervously.
JoAnn laughed again and said, "Oh, c'mon now, girl...I thought we'd gotten you past that modesty crap!" JoAnn bent over and grasped Sharon's arm. She physically dragged the girl up and out of the pool.
"This is Victoria, honey," JoAnn introduced her friend, as the young girl stood before them, feeling awkward and embarrassed, trying to hide her nakedness behind the inadequate cover of her two tiny hands. "Vickie and I have been friends for years...since I first got to California and tried to get into the business. Vickie had been a model for a long time and she took me under her wing and showed me the ropes."
"Oh, you make me sound like some old crone," Victoria said, gently punching JoAnn on the shoulder.
Sharon nervously shifted from foot to foot, feeling the older woman's eyes appraising her as JoAnn introduced them. Victoria reached out and gently pushed Sharon's hands away from her girlish little titties and her neat little chestnut love nest.
"Oh, my, my, my...what a pretty little thing you are!" Victoria murmured softly, smiling as she ran her eyes up and down the girl's slim, teenage figure. She looked down at her own curvaceous body. "I don't remember ever looking like that. I seemed to go from twelve-year- old boy to this, overnight!"
"Well, why don't you two get to know each other while I go and get us something to drink?" JoAnn suggested.
She turned and headed for the house.
Sharon, uncomfortable at being left alone and completely naked with a fully clothed stranger, eyed the other woman nervously. The dark-haired woman was strikingly beautiful, with a slight, indefinable ethnic cast, a bit older and more mature looking than the pretty and youthful, JoAnn. She also appeared to have a more voluptuous figure than did her more slender, and athletic, aunt.
Victoria was wearing tight, black, spandex pants and high-heel shoes that set off her long, shapely legs and flaring hips. The top several buttons of her blouse were unfastened, revealing the sides of her large breasts and the deep valley between them. Judging by the way that her nipples visibly poked through the thin material of her blouse, Sharon guessed that she wasn't wearing a bra.
"How old are you, dear?" Victoria asked.
"Uhhh, eighteen..." the girl replied.