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   NIGHTY-WARE

   Part 6 (mf;mF)

   Prologue My mom had hosted a Nighty-Ware party for some friends and
neighbors in my house.  I had many sexual experiences making my deliveries
to the nearly buyers, and the whole thing heightened my attention and
desire for sex.

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   One day our family got a postcard announcing a family picnic.  Although
this was an annual event, it held new interest for me.  I was hoping that
one of my mom's nieces named Laura would be there.  I had assisted in her
sexual awakening, and I was hoping to pick up where we had left off,
despite the fact that she hadn't been in contect with me for quite a while.

   On the day of the picnic, we packed up the car with portable furniture,
food, and changes of clothes, since there was a swimming pool at the park.
The weatherman had cooperated, and the day was sunny and hot, perfect for a
dip to cool us off.  I wondered if Laura was wearing bikinis now that she
was over some of her inhibitions.

   We were one of the first ones to arrive, and got a good spot, partially
in the shade for the older folks to sit.  I wolfed down my lunch, keeping
my eyes peeled for the arrival of my sexual interest and hoping my
semi-erect penis wasn't visible in my cutoffs.  Finally, I saw Laura
arrive, but she wasn't alone.  She was accompanied by a man about her own
age and a young lady.  Laura and her party came over to greet my folks
first, due to their previous hospitality towards her.  She introduced the
man as her previously-separated husband with whom she had reconciled.  He
owes me big time, I thought.  He's probably getting the best sex of his
life.  The young lady was his sister, Bobbi.  Laura winked at me as she
personally introduced me to Bobbi, and made some comment about how she
thought we'd get along real well.

   Bobbi wanted to go straight to the pool without lunch, and Laura
suggested I accompany her to the pool if it wasn't too soon after my meal.
With parental approval, we left the grassy area for the pool, walking
side-by-side making idle conversation.  She was a little older than me, in
school, and pretty outgoing, the very opposite of what Laura had been
before her transformation.  She was also rather pretty, but I guess my
recent experiences had left me with a preference for "older women."

   When we got to the pool, we paid our fees and separated briefly to go
through the men's and women's locker rooms.  I put my shoes and cutoffs
into a locker along with my valuables, and got wet under the shower.  I
exited to the large expanse of concrete that surrounded the pool to find
Bobbi waiting for me.  She was still dressed in t-shirt and shorts and open
sandals, carrying a small tote bag and a towel.  She was also still dry. 
We walked along the pool and found a single lounge chair that wasn't taken
on which to deposit our things.

   Bobbi unzipped her shorts and let them drop to the ground.  Most of her
legs had been exposed already, so there wasn't much new to see, but I
couldn't make out any swimsuit.  Them she took her t-shirt by the bottom
and pulled it in one movement over her head.  I guess I was gaping at what
I saw because she made some comment about closing my mouth before the flies
got in.  Bobbi's bikini top left almost nothing to the imagination. 
Basically it covered her nipples and nothing else.  The strings that held
it together were taut, so that the strategic pieces of material didn't
shift, causing full exposure.  The bottoms weren't much better, cut high on
her hips and almost non-existant on her buttox.

   She bounced to the edge of the pool, ignored the "NO DIVING" markings,
and entered the pool head first.  A lifeguard on a nearby chair whistled at
her as a warning, but Bobbi was still under water and didn't hear.  When
she broke the surface, she called for me to come in.  I jumped in, feet
first, and slogged my way through the water to reach her.  She was bouncing
around, lightly splashing, and moving into even deeper water.  Pretty soon
the water was over her head, but not over mine, so she put her hands on my
shoulders to stay up.  Her bounching was now also rubbing, as I felt her
breasts and legs touching me with the pool's water as a lubricant.  I was
getting pretty excited, but was unsure if I should do anything about it. 
One thing was certain, I couldn't leave the pool with a raging hard on that
made a tent out of my wet suit.

   Things became more clear when Bobbi put one arm around my shoulder,
putting her other hand under the water and down the front of my trunks. 
She feined surprise, giving me an open jaw expression, and then laughed out
loud.  I would have taken it as teasing except she was rubbing my hard on
as she did it.  In a flash, she took a deep breath and dove under the
water. There, she pulled down my trunks and, somehow without drowning, took
me in her mouth for a quick suck.  The bubbling air from her mouth around
my dick was a strange but pleasant experience, and I was relying more on
the water to keep me afloat as my legs wobbled.  Bobbi came back up with a
big grin on her face, partially for her successful dive, and partially
because my hand was down the back of her bikini bottoms, caressing her buns
and pussy.  She suggested we find a more private location, and I readily
agreed.  We proceeded to the edge of the pool.  Bobbi pulled herself out at
the edge, and I got a great look at her ass and the outline of her pussy
under the wet suit.  She grabbed one of our towels and had it handy for my
exit, to be carried in front of me.

   There was an equipment shed behind the pool, in a small stand of trees.
We laid down a blanket Bobbi had brought, and threw our overized towels
over us as we lay together.  One pull of a single string collapsed Bobbi's
bikini top, and I caressed her firm, round breasts, making sure to rub over
her nipples on each stroke.  She removed my trunks, and had both hands on
my reengorging penis.  She threw herself on top of me, and it was only then
I knew she had also removed her bottoms.  Her pussy slid down my abdomen
right onto my prick, as I continued to squeeze her breasts and suck her
erect nipples.  She wiggled and thrashed, providing as much movement as we
needed, since I was virtually pinned down beneath her arms and legs and
body weight.  I felt the semen rising in my tightening balls, and probably
would have shot my load up her succulent cunt when I looked up to see Laura
standing over us.  "I knew you two would get along," she quipped.  Bobbi
grunted an affirmative and kept on bouncing on my still-hard on.

   "Give her something to remember," asked Laura, and with that I stroked
hard and long in and out of Bobbi's cunt until I shot my load deep into her
belly.

   Bobbi rolled back onto the blanket, pretty satisifed if I have to say so
myself.  Laura knelt down and stuck her head under the towel that covered
me.

   "I wanted to take just one more look at that gorgeous prick," she
explained.

   It was still somewhat hard and it so fascinated Laura that she couldn't
just look.  First it was her fingers, tracing the length of it, making it
even harder.  Then, with no warning, she took it in her mouth, sucking it
for all she was worth.  In response, I reached down and caressed her leg,
starting at the knee and moving my hand up her thigh and around her ass. 
She doubled her efforts, and was rewarded when another load tickled the
back of her throat.

   Bobbi and I put our suits back on and reentered the pool, to shower off
the telltale signs of sex.  Laura returned to the picnic area with a grin
and a wet spot on her panties.  Bobbi and I exchanged glances during the
rest of the afternoon, but we haven't gotten together since.  I'm waiting,
though, for a call from Laura, whose renewed interest in me made me very
happy indeed.

   Continued in NIGHTY-WARE Part 7

   An Original HM Tale

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