Dan Pierce: Three-way family

Her hips swayed, seemingly in all directions at once, then her legs became too weak to support her weight. Slowly, Linda sank to the carpet, then sprawled onto her back, gasping. She drew her knees up in a fetal position, her pantied ass and crotch exposed to the boy, strands of curly hair showing about the crotch of her panties. Her hands clutched at her tits as she shook and trembled in ecstasy, the ecstasy that continued to race rampantly through her slender body.

David gazed at her for a long time, seeing the pulsing of her pussy, the way she clawed at her breasts. Then, jumping to his feet, he ran from the house, the door slamming behind him.

After what seemed an eternity, Linda regained some semblance of sanity.

She struggled to her feet, and immediately felt her body flood with shame of what she had done with the boy. Never in her life had she done such a thing, not even with her own husband. She remembered the things she had said to the boy and her blush burned deeper. She had no idea what had come over her, what it was that made her do such a horrible, wicked thing. It would not have been so bad, she thought, if it had been with Frank, or at least a man of her own age. A sudden thought came to her, and she groaned with a sinking feeling in her chest. "Oh, God!" she murmured. "What if he tells Greg and Tami? What if he says something to them? I'll… just fall down and die!"

Linda felt ashamed and humiliated, but she could not place any blame on the boy. After all, it was she who had done it, done that terrible thing, that wicked act of lifting her skirt and wantonly exposing her pussy. Tears of shame flooded her eyes, and she ran to her room. Slamming the door behind her, she flung herself across the bed, sobbing in shame.

As soon as he was out of the house, David stopped to regain his composure. Breathing harshly from the exertion, he leaned against the tree trunk. He remembered how Linda had boldly lifted her dress, the way she had pulled the crotch of her panties from her pussy, begging him to touch her there.

David slipped down on the grass and leaned against the tree. What he had done, what he had seen, was like a dream, arousing him. He recalled the times he had pecked at her. He wondered if she had known all along about his peeking at her, always tying to see under her dress.

David had discovered Linda in her bedroom one afternoon a few weeks ago. It was quite by accident. Walking past her bedroom door, going down the hallway, he had seen her lying on the bed. Her skirt had been up and she had not been wearing panties. She had been enthusiastically ramming a finger into her cunt. David had become so excited by what he had seen, he tried often to peer up her dress after that, wanting to see her pussy.

David had never fucked a girl in his life, but like most boys of his age, he was desperate to do so. Since that afternoon, he had fancied himself in love with Linda, with that beautiful thirty-five year old woman. At first he had been infatuated with Tami, always looking at her, but never when she would know it. It wasn't that he was shy; he was just afraid of being rebuffed. Greg and Tami were the closest friends he had, mostly because they lived near each other. Their homes were located about a mile apart outside the small town, and they rode the school bus together. All their other friends lived in the town proper.

Thinking of what he had done with Linda, David was so excited he wanted to tell someone, to share this unexpected pleasure. He felt like returning to the house and trying to play with Linda's cunt again, but he still wasn't sure how she would react. Grown people acted strange at times, he thought. One minute they would let you do anything you wanted to do, and the next, they were snapping and yelling at you, ordering you about and telling you to shut your mouth.

Getting to his feet, he started off down the trail leading deep into the woods. He had gone maybe fifty yards when he came to the grassy area where he knew Greg and Tami would most likely be. The place was a clearing in the forest, large as a small house, a place where the sun came through the leaves of the trees. A small brook ran through it, and the three of them would often sit there, talking secretly the way teenagers did.

They were there…

"Hi, David," Tami greeted him warmly.

David sat down next to them, pulled his shoes off and placed his feet in the water. "Hi," he replied.

Tami was wearing a skirt and blouse, but the skirt was high on her slender thighs as she kicked her feet slowly in the cool water. David could hardly keep his eyes from those smooth thighs.

"You're sure talking a lot today," Greg teased, poking his friend in the ribs.

"Yeah," David mumbled.

The three of them were silent for a while, then Tami said, "You two don't seem to be much fun today. What's wrong with you?"

"There isn't anything wrong with me," her brother said. "I'm just getting out of Mom's way, tint's all."

"Well, somebody better talk to me," Tami pouted. "If all we're gonna do is sit here with our feet getting wet, I might as well go on back to the house. At least Mother will yell at me."

"Want us to yell at you?" Greg asked. "You might as well. That's all I get anyway," Tami complained.

Greg grinned mischievously at his sister. "We can get wet," he said.

"We are getting wet, dummy," Tami said, kicking the water harder. "See?"

"Hell, that's just our feet," Greg grinned. "Why don't we take our clothes off and sit in it. It's hot enough, isn't it?"

"I'm not gonna take my clothes off," Tami replied. "Not with you two here, anyway."

"And why not?" Greg teased. He glanced at David. "We'll take ours off, right, David?"

"Sure." David replied, feeling his excitement returning.

"Well…" Tami hesitated. "Maybe some, but not everything. Don't take your shorts off."

"It's a deal," Greg laughed. "David and I will keep our shorts on and you keep your panties on."

"Hey! That won't be fair," Tami squealed. "You can see through my panties."

"So what?" her brother laughed. "Once our shorts are wet, you can see through them, too. Hell, I don't care if you see me – you're my sister, aren't you?"

David was enthusiastic about the idea, and without saying a word, began pulling his pants off. Tami and Greg watched him, then she covered her eyes, giggling wickedly. "I'm not gonna peek!" she squealed.

Greg stood up and dropped his pants, standing on the grass wearing jockey shorts. Tami peeked through her fingers at him, and her eyes went directly to the bulge his cock and balls made. Then she peeked at David, and saw that the boxer shorts he ware gaped in front. She could see his pubic hair and some pink flesh. Her heart began to beat wildly, and there was a delicious tingling between her thighs. She sat where she was, her hands over her eyes, but her fingers wide so she could watch her brother and David. Both of them slipped into the water and sat down in it. The water wasn't very deep; it came only to their thighs. They splashed at each other, laughing. Tami continued to sit and watch them, hoping she would catch a glimpse of their pricks.

"Come on, Tami!" Greg shouted. "Take your skirt and blouse off. The water is really nice and cool."

Tami shook her head.

"Let's take them off her," David said, getting to his feet. His shorts were soaked, and Tami could sea the dark spot of his pubic hair, and the material clung to his cock, outlining it.

"You better not!" Tami yelped, her eyes wide, but the excitement was wild in her small body. "You just better leave me alone! Don't you dare! You two will."

Both boys splashed from the water, whooping and hollering. Tami jumped to her feet, twirled and started to race from them. The boys made a lunge grabbing her by the arms before she could flee.