William Carson: Daughter_s hot pants

The little imp! Marcia thought.

She pressed her leg against the ankle that was playing with her calf and thought of how nice it would be to slip into Peter's room when everybody was in bed and fucked him until dawn. She wondered briefly if he was a virgin and then realized it didn't matter. He certainly wouldn't be when she got through with him!

The slight pressure on her calf was doing marvelous things to her pussy. She delighted in the wet, sloppy feeling she felt in her little, hair-fringed cunt gap.

Marcia glanced over at Tina, Peter's quiet, red-haired sister and was surprised to see the young girl give her a knowing little smile. Did the girl know what the younger boy was doing under the table? Perhaps they had talked about it beforehand, Marcia knew that a lot of brothers and sisters were very close that way.

As if by accident, Marcia knocked her butter knife off the table and onto the floor. Muttering an apology, she bent to pick it up, and was surprised to see that it wasn't Peter who was so sensually playing footsie with her, but Tina!

God, Marcia thought, is this girl a dyke?

As she sat back up in her chair, Marcia accidentally pushed her leg even harder against Tina's. She could have killed herself for that, because now Tina was encouraged enough to raise her foot up and rest it on Marcia's chair, her toes lightly pressing into the girl's sensitive crotch.

Marcia knew she couldn't make a scene now everybody would be embarrassed and Tina's parents would have to take their daughter's side. So she decided to finish her meal as quickly as possible and talk to Tina about it later.

As she quickly ate away at her food, Tina's stockinged toes pressed into her crotch with a steady, silent rhythm. Marcia tried to ignore it, but she suddenly realized bow truly enjoyable it was. She felt her cunt grow soft and sticky with the dull hunger that lust always inspired in her. As if she could no longer control her body, Marcia felt herself spreading her thighs wide and pushing her pussy up against the ball of Tina's foot. It felt so good!

She realized she didn't want the young girl to quit what she was doing.

Before she could think about what was happening to her, dinner was over and everybody was leaving the table. The young girl's foot was gone from her crotch, and she was right on the brink of cumming.

"I think I'm going to go to bed early tonight," Tina said as she made her way from the dining room.

"Okay, dear," Mrs. Morgan said.

"I'm pretty worn out, too," Marcia said. "Do you mind if I talk to you for a while before we sack out, Tina?"

"Not at all."

As Marcia followed her foster sister down the hall and into her bedroom, she was certain she heard Mrs. Morgan comment to her husband on how nice it was that the two girls seemed to be getting along so well.

"Welcome to the inner sanctum," Tina said as she closed and locked her bedroom door behind Marcia.

"It's, uh, it's a nice room."

The walls of the room were covered with posters and art prints and drawings. It was one of those rooms that had a dozen interesting things to look at. However, Marcia found that all she really wanted to look at was the skinny young red-haired girl who stood in the center of the room, casually sliding her hand up and down her crotch.

"I'm really horny, Marcia."

"God, Tina, I've never done anything like this."

Tina giggled, a little girl giggle and flopped down on her bed. She patted the bed beside her and moved a huge stuffed bear so Marcia would have room to sit beside her.

"I saw you earlier, Marcia," she said.

"I, uh, I don't know what you mean."

"In the back yard. When you took your shirt off in the sun and played with yourself. I was in the kitchen doing the dishes and I thought of how nice it would be to play with your tits and lick your cunt for you. I was going to go outside and join you but then Steve showed up. Did you have a good time with him?"

"Oh, him. Yes, I had a marvelous time."

"I wouldn't know anything about that sort of thing," Tina said, reaching a hand around Marcia's shoulders and pulling her close. "I've never been with a man."

"You should try it sometime," Marcia said, giggling up at the young girl. "It's really a lot of fun." Tina pushed Marcia down onto the bed and slid her hand along the crotch of the dark haired girl's pants.

"What can a guy do to you that I can't?"

"You don't have a cock," Marcia answered quickly, unbuttoning her pants and sliding them down her thighs.

"No, that's true, but I do have a mouth, and a tongue, and hands, and a pussy."

As if to prove it to her, Tina slid her pants and underwear off and showed Marcia her pussy. It was so cute, what with the little patch of curly red pubic hairs, that Marcia just had to reach out and touch it. Tina fell back on the bed and spread her thighs to her young friend's exploring fingers. Marcia touched and pressed, letting her fingers caress and play at will, wherever they felt like wandering.

"That's so nice, Marcia."

"Yes, it is," Marcia agreed.

She fell down onto the floor so she was at eye level with Tina's open pussy and stared into it. It was so soft, so pink and moist. Tina slid around on the bed so her ass was perched on it and her legs hung over the edge, spread wide and inviting.

"Do you mind if I kiss it?" Marcia asked her friend.

"I'd be sad if you didn't."

Marcia pushed her nose up against the hot little hair-fringed gash and darted her tongue out. The smell of it put her off at first, but the sweetly sour taste more than made up for it. She would have never thought that she would ever go down on another girl. But here she was and actually enjoying it!

She darted and fluttered her pink little tongue in and out of the young girl's pussy. Tina writhed on the bed and made moaning, guttural sounds. Marcia knew how she felt. Having her pussy eaten was one of the finest things she could think of. At times she knew she could even prefer it to straight fucking.

Tina's pussy was becoming wet and sloppy now. Marcia tried her best to sop up all the flowing juices and swallow them down, but the more she licked and sucked at the little cunt, the wetter it became.

"Oh, Marcia, that feels so good, so fucking good, Christ, I'm so glad you're doing it to me!"

"I am too, Tina," Marcia moaned into the hairy little pussy.

The dark-haired girl slid her hands under Tina's thighs and pulled them over her shoulders so they slid down her back. She loved the way that felt, the way those firm young thighs rested so easily – and so sexily – on her back. She began caressing Tina's young torso with her hands, kneading the soft young meat as if she were a baker working on a vat of bread dough. Her hands worked up higher and higher on the young girl until she reached her almost non-existent tits. The nipples were so hard, so yearning to be pinched and tickled.

"Oh Marcia, that's so fucking great honey, so wonderful, just keep playing with my tits, keep doing that honey, God, keep playing with me – keep eating me!"

The red-haired girl began to buck and hump wildly on the bed now, pushing her young cunt up into Marcia's juice-drenched face. Marcia kept fucking away at her with her nose and lips and chin, delighting in the moist warmth that continued to grow in her own cunt. She closed her eyes and thought of how great it was to fuck another girl – and such a pretty girl, too! She didn't think it was wrong, didn't really care if it was wrong, because she knew that anything that felt so mind-blowingly good could not be bad, no matter what anybody said.

"Fuck me, God, Marcia, fuck my little pussy, yeah, God, I'm gonna cum!"

Marcia knew she would never be a dyke she liked the feel of a cock inside her little pussy too much to ever do that. But she also knew that whenever she found a pretty woman who was willing to spread her thighs and lay back on a bed, she would be all to willing to go down on her and make her cum.