Nan Bangcroft - Putting Out For Pop

"Uh-huh," Gabby assured her. Then she looked over her shoulder at their father, and leaned conspiratorially closer to ‘Caela. "And he said he's going to bring some beer along," she whispered.

Micaela frowned. Daddy didn't mind them having a little beer or wine once in a while. But it was illegal. And some of the people her sisters knew were pretty casual about how much they drank, and how much they bragged about their drinking. Things had gotten out of hand a couple of times. She frowned and Patty told her not to be a priss.

"What's all that whispering about?" Mike asked.

"Nothing, Daddy." Micaela was angry with him. He had been rejecting her, ignoring her, ever since that first time. Maybe she should go, just to show him. Other people wanted her even if he didn't.

"Who else is going to be there?" she asked.

"Well, me and Patty," Gabby answered. "And Kerry, and Al O'Brian, and Chris.”

All little kids-except Chris, Micaela thought. Probably she and Chris were being advertised as chaperones for the other four. Still, maybe she and Chris could get away for a little bit. Might be fun.

"What do you say?" Gabby asked anxiously.

Micaela had felt that lately her sisters had been excluding her from things. This was a chance to change that. "Okay," she agreed at last. "Sure, why not? Should be fun!”

"You bet!" Gabby said enthusiastically.

"What about food and stuff?" Micaela asked.

"There's a six-pack of beer in the refrigerator you can take," Mike told them. "Just make sure you keep it out of sight. And here's some money. Buy some sandwiches at the Deli on the way out.”

“Wow, Daddy, super!" Gabby said.

"Is Chris driving?" Micaela asked. "Uh-uh, bicycles," Gabby answered. "That way we can really get off the beaten path.”

"Be home before dark," Mike ordered as they headed for the door.

When Micaela saw Chris circling his ten-speed in the Deli parking lot, her heart did a flip-flop, and her pussy got all hot and damp. "Hi," she greeted him casually. Her eyes strayed to his crotch even though she tried not to let them.

"Hi Glad you could come,” Chris said cheerily. "How come you've been avoiding me?”

"I haven't," Micaela lied. "I've just been-busy.”

"Well, I'm glad you weren't busy today.”

"I've got the sandwiches,” Gabby called, darting out of the Deli.

"I've got drinks," Patty said, following close behind.

"Put the drinks in my basket," Kerry suggested. "I'll ride carefully so I don't shake 'em up.”

"Let's go!" Al said impatiently as Gabby loaded the food into the saddlebags on his bike.

As they rolled out of town, they paired off, Patty with Al, Gabby with Kerry. Chris pedaled along beside Micaela. She felt all hot and squirmy as she rode along next to him. Their hands almost touched sometimes. She saw him glancing over at her loose tank top, admiring the thrust of her breasts.

"Nice day," he commented.

"Beautiful," she agreed. It was hot and sunny, a perfect day for a picnic. "Where're we going?”

"Kerry said he knows a real neat place. Said it isn't too far and that no one except him knows about it.”

"Used to be an old mill there," Kerry called from the head of the procession.

He led them onto a dirt fire break, guided them past the cable guarding it. A half-mile later, he turned onto a narrow track. It had once been a road, but was now overgrown with brush and trees. Bushes whipped Micaela's bare thighs. She hoped none of it was poison ivy. They were going single-file now. The bumps and ruts were jarring her pussy as she plowed through the underbrush.

From ahead there was the sound of a waterfall. Suddenly, the narrow track opened onto a grassy meadow and a pond. Thick trees hung low over the grass, providing cool shade. The water sparkled in the sun.

"Wow!" Patty sighed with a reverence she never displayed in church.

"Here we are," Kerry announced unnecessarily.

In moments they had the picnic blanket spread, and the beer chilling in the water-what wasn't in their hands, that is.

They wolfed down the food.

The beer sent its bubbles through Micaela's body. For the first time in weeks she felt like she was relaxing. She leaned back against Chris. The water looked cool and inviting.

"Too bad you didn't tell us about the pond," Micaela said to Kerry. "We could have all brought bathing suits.”

"Who needs bathing suits?" Patty piped up.

"Patty, I don't think… " Micaela started.

"You going to be an old priss, ‘Caela?" Patty asked.

"No, but… ”

"What's the matter, you afraid?" Chris asked. He was being kind, not cruel the way teenagers sometimes are.

"She's just a kid," ‘Caela protested. "I'm responsible for her.”

"She's not such a kid," Chris noted.

He was right. Patty was filling out rapidly.

"What do you say?" Chris asked. "Want to swim?"

"I-don't want to be first," Micaela told him softly.

"Last one in is a rotten egg," Patty challenged, getting to her feet and stripping off her shirt. She had managed to get out of the house without a bra. Her little breasts gleamed in the sun. The pink tips sat up eagerly.

Al was on his feet in a second. He shed his clothes with a speed that matched Patty's. Micaela gulped when she saw his cock. It was huge. Gabby and Kerry surged to their feet and undressed quickly-but not with Patty's frantic haste. The glances they were exchanging made Micaela's pulse race. She hadn't realized how pretty and graceful Gabby was until she was nude. Gabby and Kerry ran hand-in-hand to the pond Patty and Al were already splashing and frolicking.

"What do you say? Shall we?”

"Oh-kay," Micaela agreed. The word squeezed out of her throat. She couldn't be the only stuffy one in the bunch, after all.

She turned her back on Chris self-consciously, forgetting for the moment how they had spent that afternoon. Then he took her hand, and shivering with a turmoil of feelings, not the least of which was horniness, ‘Caela walked toward the water. An electrical current seemed to be flowing between them as the grass whipped their ankles.

She was a little aggravated that Kerry and Al barely spared her a glance. She had twice the curves either of her sisters did!

The spring-fed pond was cold, and soon even Patty was eager to head for the sun-warmed blanket. A feeling of anticipation building in her gut, Micaela sat down and extended her legs. Sunlight sparkled on the drops of water caught in her auburn bush. Chris joined her, stretched out on his back, and rested his head on her thigh. He looked up at the full jut of her mature breasts. She saw his cock, shriveled from the cold water, beginning to raise its head. She felt a sudden chill at the sight, and then a warm river coursed through her body. If only they could get away from the others!

"Only a little girl, huh?" Chris asked, pointing at Patty.

Micaela looked, and gulped. A hot blush swept up her face, and was followed a split second later by a surge of horniness. Her head on Al's stomach, Patty was sucking his prick. Her tongue played a swirling tune over the massive knob of his big tool.

"Oh my God," Micaela whispered softly. She couldn't tear her eyes off the sight, no matter how hard she tried. Patty, little, sassy, budding Patty! The lips that had first had lipstick on them only a month ago were encircling a blood-engorged male member. Her jaw was wedged so wide, it has hard to judge her expression, but Micaela was pretty sure it was enjoyment.

Micaela felt her own crotch melting with excitement as she watched her little sister. ‘Caela had never seen an X-rated movie. Until she had seduced her father, the closest she had gotten to hard sex was the afternoon with Chris.

Chris! Micaela wrenched her gaze off Patty's slurping, and looked at Chris. His phallus was a rigid tower, a jutting exclamation of male arousal. Micaela's guts boiled with desire at the sight.