sister in-law and Niece visit part V

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sister in-law and Niece visit part VDinner had been just okay, it soaked in some of the alcohol anyways. I hated the idea of anyone sobering up, but since the three of us (yes, Shelley quite obviously is a terrible mother as well as conversationalist) had full drinks, I doubted that was going to happen.Shelley locked my cabinet before dinner, I found out later that DanyAnne planned on dumping my tray in the toilet, so I was glad she had.The monster bong sat on the floor, smoking lazily, off to the side. The three of us were sprawled on my thick fake-fur (I assured DanyAnne) rug in front of the crackling fire. Shelley had just finished saying that she thought it would be all right if we went into the hot-tub in just some t-shirts and boxer shorts of mine. I didn’t have any thing else remotely close to a bathing suit, though.” I wouldn’t care if we went skins, Shelley, I always do anyways”. DanyAnne giggled and slapped me on the forarm. I could tell that Shelley took me seriously, but in the end I found the two smallest, thinnest t-shirts I had, and the baggiest white boxers I had.Shelley laughed, almost uncomfortably, while teatering on the edge of really drunk. I explained that I didn’t wear them because they were so large, therefore they were new. She accepted that premise.”What about these threadbare things?” She almost slurred ‘things’ but not quite. She was indicating the t-shirts, and I laughed. “Well, I want to look at you guys’s boobs””Duh” I said. “I’m getting in” I walked out, through the kitchen and pantry, to the sun room, plugged in the LED string that ran around the ceiling, slipped off my sweatpants Escort Hikayeleri and hopped down into the recessed tub. No,I wasn’t freeballin-I had put on a snug pair of boxer-briefs earlier, but I knew the ladies would get an eyeful once they were wet.I was listening to the music, arms outstretched, drink in my right hand, when they came back. Damn, I mean DanyAnne is a very pretty girl, but Shelley’s tits were testing the limits of the fabric on her shirt. She wasn’t a bit self-conscious about it, but kind of wobbled as she was getting in the tub.I noticed the crotch of her shorts, of course, as she awkwardly sat down at the edge, ans wiggled down and into the seat opposite me. Bitch was wearing her black thong. Dang, but once her tits got wet through the t, I got over it. Sure enough, they were as nice as I though, perkier than I would have guessed. Her belly and muffin-top were very sexy.She grinned. “Like what you shee? ‘lbecha do” she joked. DanyAnne stood to my left, I moved my arm so she could get in. Looking up, jumpstart my heart, the big boxers billowed outward in front, and I got a mind-blowing glimpse of her bare, bald pussy! No Shit! She sure wasn’t wearing panties. There wasn’t much light it there, but there was plenty for that beautiful image, and perhaps precurser, to be seared into my mind. She tumbled in next to me, splashing half the floor in the process. Shelly, across from me, sat so that her left calf was against my right. Her right calf was between my legs. Her face was flushed and she was drifting to lala land, zoning out.DanyAnne’s t-shirt was Escort Pornoları no better than her moms, but she sat mostly with her little pert titties below the level of the water. She was fading too, it looked like. Long day I guess, ha ha.”Truth Or Dare, ” DanyAnne asked me, looking me right in the eyes. I glanced at Shelley, who know appeared back in reality, and was looking at me expectantly.”Truth” I said.”Do you have a girlfriend?””No,” I answered, forming hundreds of questions for my turn. “Not since your Aunt passed away” I lied.”Mom, Truth or Dare”Truth- DanyAnne thought on this one. “Do you ever get horny for guys other than Dad?” Shelley looked surprised at the question, but I like the tack of this game. “Yes honey, of course I do.” There, simple answer.”Your turn, DanyAnne, Truth or Dare” Truth. “Have you kissed a boy yet” .”Not really,” DanyAnne answered, body animated. I couldn’t see below her neck, so spent more time appreciating Shelley’s tits. She continued “My girlfriends and I kiss and stuff, but I haven’t kissed a boy.” I had my next ‘truth’ for her.She rubbed my legs with hers. “Truth or Dare Pete?” I met her gaze, “Dare”. She was thrilled, laughing giggling along with her daughter as she tried to come up with a good one.”Hold your breath for one minute” Damn. That wasn’t as good as I had hoped but the game was early. I took a breath and sank to the middle, legs sprawled around me. I used the opportunity for a quick grasp of Shelley’s submerged ass while her daughter took the opportunity, innocently I doubt, to tickle the tip of my cock for a second with Escort Portalı her big toe. I popped my head up, hand still on Shelley’s boxer-clad ass. I gave it a nice little pinch and let go. My turn.They were both still hooting and hollering for me when I asked Shelley truth or dare.”Dare” “I dare you to kiss me”. “I’m Married Mr., to her” she was pointing at DanyAnne, “Father.” I knew neither of them would mention this weekend, and wasn’t worried. She laughed some more and leaned across the tub for me. I met her half-way and we kissed basically 2 feet in front of her daughter. It was probably about 19 seconds, we had a really good rhythm going before she swooned a bit and broke contact, I tried to go in for more but was denied.”Very Nice, you have nice lips” I told her, she giggled and said thanks, so did I. She was getting turned on, and her drink glass was empty!”My Turn” DanyAnne said. My first thought was that she wanted to kiss me, too, then I remembered the game.I leaned back to a reclining position and said “truth or dare”. Maybe she didn’t want to kiss me, but she said truth.”Earlier you said that you and your girlfriends “Kiss and stuff”, well, I want to know what the ‘stuff’ was to which you were refering.””Oh, well, when we stay at each others houses we practice kissing on each other. Sometimes we do other stuff” I prodded her “I want you to say what that other stuff is that you do…” “Yeah, so do I,” Shelley added, “what do you guys do? You can tell us, that’s the whole point of the game” I was glad she was so into it.”Well,” she drained her glass, “sometimes..” she looked at her mom, “we go down on each other.” She has never been as pretty or sweet to me as she seemed to be in that moment. My dick was getting hard.”We’ve all done that honey” Shelley said, kissing Danyanne on the cheek. “Truth or Dare, Uncle Pete?” I wanted to discuss teenage sleepovers more, but settled on Dare.

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