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 Title: The Secret Garden - Emma


Summary: Bringing home girl to my aunt's secret garden.


Keywords: inc,fic,hot,aunt





   The summer after I'd turned eighteen-years-old, I went to the big city
to stay with my Aunt Alice for two months.  She was my father's youngest
and favourite sister, unmarried, and pursuing a career as a lawyer.  She
lived near the centre of the big city in an old, small industrial building
that had been turned into a loft-like, large apartment.

   It resembled a studio, a one-space apartment.  I could stay for the
summer months, in a separate room that was reached via a patio.  Every day,
I would take the bus to my work at a coffee-shop in the centre of the city.
During the week, Alice left early to take the metro to her work, at a big
law firm, and worked late.

   ***

   After a month or so, I took a girl home with me.  I'd seen her come into
the coffee shop a couple of times a week to get an iced-latte and take it
out with her.  But one Friday, she was later than usual, and I was cleaning
the coffee machines when she stepped through the door.

   She was a happy, radiant girl, about my age, and always had a smile on
her face.  Most of time, she wore her sleek, brown hair tied in a knot on
top of her head and she always wore a dress.

   As we discussed the fact that I couldn't serve her any more iced coffee
that day, I noticed she'd let her hair loose and it'd fallen to her
shoulders.  She ended the discussion by insisting I owed her a coffee.

   "I think you owe me an iced-latte and I suggest you buy it somewhere
else," she demanded, more as a joke but I could sense she wouldn't take no
for an answer.

   When I walked behind her on our way out of the shop, I pinched myself
for a moment, and blessed my luck.  I didn't notice before, but to me, her
figure was pretty perfect.  Slender, toned legs appeared from under her
dress, which stopped well above her knees.  Her bum looked firm, small and
round in her dress as it hugged her hips.  As she turned around to hold the
door open for me, she flashed her wonderful smile and my knees went nearly
buckled.

   Her name was Emma.  We didn't stop with one coffee.  Beers followed and
we got to know each other better.  We got along very well.  There were no
silences, nor useless talk that would bother either of us.  Like me, she
also had a summer job, but in a bookstore.

   She'd take the bus to her parents' home after she'd get the latte, which
was more than an hour bus ride, but it gave her time to read books and she
had an, almost, infinite resource at the store.

   I told her my story, living at my aunt for the summer, being away from
home for the first time, for such a long time.  I told her about the
special apartment and how lucky I was she had a separate room that I could
use for myself.

   All the while we talked, I wasn't shy to look at her beautiful face,
wide mouth, and full lips that ended in an upward curl, which made hers a
friendly face even when she didn't smile.

   When we started to get hungry, she asked: "Would it be possible to cook
for ourselves?  I'd love to do that!  I've become very curious about this
special place you've described as a hidden treasure inside of the city!"

   Emma sensed my reluctance.

   "But if you'd rather not, it's okay if we simply find a nice cafe to
have a bite!"

   I told her: "Well, you see, it's not that you're not welcome.  I'd love
to take you home and show you this special place, but with this special
place comes a special person.

   "You see, my aunt is very casual at home.  To be frank, she's something
of a nudist at home and, as I told you, it's a place without much privacy.
That goes for her and for us, as well.  So, even though she won't
deliberately confront you with it, you might be confronted with nudity. 
But, you know, when she's home already, there's no escape."

   She was silent for a moment, as she looked unbelievingly at me, and then
burst into a fit of laughter.  When she calmed down, she excused herself.

   "I'm sorry.  Really, I am, but I had this image of an eighteen-year-old
boy with a naked aunt in a place without any privacy.  Where do you go to
jack-off?  That's so funny!"

   I was shocked because she was direct enough to mention jacking-off.  But
out of Emma's mouth, it didn't sound rude.  It just sounded funny.

   I answered: "Alright, alright.  Of course, there's some privacy.  I have
my own room, so we don't share a bed."

   "Mmm, I think I'd like to meet your aunt.  Your description of the
hidden treasure inside of the city becomes even more provoking when there's
someone who is free enough to be naked in front of her young nephew!  It
sounds like a secret garden to me, now."

   "It's funny that you call her free.  You could've called her an
exhibitionist or a pervert."

   Still laughing, she answered: "She might be, I don't know.  You tell
me!"

   "No, she's not.  Not as I see it.  It's also funny you call it a secret
garden.  That's exactly how it started to grow in my mind.  A special green
place between the concrete of the city, where you can leave it all behind.
I've come to think of it as an oasis."

   I sensed she was excited to see the special place, which seemed to be
very different than you'd normally encounter on a normal date.  And, of
course, I became excited about how it'd play out.  A girl like Emma, on a
first date, taking her home, and a possible encounter with a naked Alice.

   We bought ingredients for a big salad, some bread, and got on the bus to
Alice's place.  I became aware it felt nice to be next to a girl of my age.

   Alice was special, and she was a beautiful woman...not a girl in the way
I was still a boy.  Emma was, and it made so much easier in a way.  I
looked sideways at Emma, she turned her face towards me, and raised her
eyebrows.  I smiled at her.

   "Somehow, I get the idea it wasn't a coincidence that you came into the
coffee shop too late.  Somehow, I get the idea you planned this all along."

   She laughed at me as she butted her head against my shoulder.

   "You should know, by now, there's no such thing as coincidence and
everything is part of a bigger plan.  Don't you?"

   I looked at her and, suddenly, I knew I wanted to kiss her...there and
then!  I looked at her wonderful lips and moved mine toward hers.

   My face was close to hers as I whispered: "Is this what you'd planned?"

   As she reached out to me, she whispered: "No, this is purely
a...coincidence!"

   Our lips met, and we gave each other little kisses on the lips, tasted
each other, and looked at each other as we continued to let our lips play
around.

   We stopped, and I looked at the passengers around us.  Nobody had seen
anything or gave any sign they'd noticed what was going on.  Still, I had
to laugh.  Emma looked at me in an amused way and asked.

   "What is it?"

   "I felt as if I was being a part of my all-time favourite ending...of a
movie, that is.  You know, the end of The Graduate where Dustin Hoffman's
character turns around and finds the whole bus looking at them?"

   Looking back at me, she grabbed my arm and answered: "Yes!  I know! 
It's a wonderful, hilarious ending.  But the way she looks at him and then
looks outside, realising what the future will be, is sad in a way."

   Curious if she'd come to the same conclusion as I had, I asked: "So, you
have the same idea?  What kind of future did she foresee?"

   While looking away, Emma told me: "You know, a future with kids, a
family, and family problems.  With discussions and fights.  A future of
embedded disappointments."

   She turned her face toward me and looked serious for the first time.

   As I moved toward her, I said: "So, there's only one solution.  It's to
live in the here and now, not in the past and especially not in the
future."

   Again, she kissed me with her soft, tender lips and closed her eyes for
a short moment.  She smiled and rested her head on my shoulder for a
moment.

   ***

   When we got off of the bus, the evening was half over, and the shadows
were long.  We walked toward the house and talked about our favourite
movies.  Suddenly, she stopped, and I sensed she was getting nervous.

   "Jona?  Tell me, when your aunt is nude, do you get naked, as well?"

   I laughed at her, but it was an uneasy feeling.  She was right!  What
would I do?

   I answered: "No, I mean, I don't have to.  She's okay with it, though."

   She insisted: "But do you?  Do you join her?  Are you nude in her
company?"

   I answered as she walked up beside me.

   "Sometimes, before or after a shower or if we lay in the sun on the
patio."

   I didn't want to tell her, yet, that for most of the time I was naked at
home, because of the weather.  I'd take a shower after I'd get back from
work and wouldn't get dressed until I had to go to work the next morning.

   "But don't be afraid.  Most of the time, she's not naked and if she is,
she's totally okay with us being clothed."

   She went on as if she didn't hear what I'd said.

   "So, do you spend time naked at home as well, like she does?"

   I confessed.

   "Yes, I do, sometimes.  It feels good.  Especially these days when the
summer heat is almost tangible the whole day and even in the night.  I
never did it when I was younger, though."

   I asked her: "Have you ever stayed naked at home?  Did you hide
something from me and now you're going to tell me you're a nudist,
yourself?"

   We laughed.

   "Okay, okay!  I'll confess!  I wear clothes only when in public, and the
bookshop I work in is a naturist bookshop, so we work in the buff, so to
speak!"

   As we turned the corner to walk onto the street where Alice's house
stood.

   "No, I'm sorry.  I'm joking.  I'm not a nudist and I don't work in the
nude, either."

   I replied: "But you didn't answer my question.  Have you had any
experiences, or experiments, at home?"

   She answered me: "You know, as an only child, I had our house to myself
most of every day.  So, as you can imagine, being nude wasn't limited to my
bedroom.  Sometimes, I sneaked into the garden to tan in a secluded corner,
but I was always alert to noises because I was anxious about possibly
getting caught by my parents unexpectedly returning home.  It was something
of a guilty pleasure, so to speak."

   "Were you ever caught?"

   She laughed.

   "No!  Thank God!"

   We stood in front of the door as I got the key out of my pocket.  Emma's
anxiety crept back into her as she asked: "Do you think she's home?"

   While turning the key and opening the door, I replied: "I don't know."

   As we entered the hallway, I called out.

   "Hello!  Alice?  I'm home with a friend!"

   No answer.  No sound emerged from her apartment.  We walked through the
little corridor to the patio and, as we entered, I saw no one was there,
either.  The heat of the day was still tangible on the stone covered patio
and the shadow of the few small trees weren't enough to prevent the patio
from heating up during the day.

   Emma exclaimed: "Wow!"

   I was bemused, at the surprised expression on her face, as I said.

   "What did I tell you?  A little secret garden in the middle of the big
city!"

   As I walked toward my room, I suggested: "If you take your sneakers off,
you can feel how warm the floor is."

   Emma followed me into my room.  Suddenly, with two people in it, it
became very small.  As Alice used to call it...a monk's cell.  As I stood
next to the small table, Emma sat down on the bed and looked around the
room and outside toward the patio.

   "Welcome to my cell!" I joked.

   "This is so strange, yet, so nice.  A room without a window, a cell
indeed, but with a whole glass wall towards a beautiful patio!" Emma
replied as she looked up at me.

   "Are you sure it's okay to take my shoes off?"

   I nodded, and she bent over to take her sneakers and little socks off to
reveal ten, little, toenails that were painted red.  She looked at her
polished toes for a moment and wriggled them before she turned to me.

   I extended my arms, to help her get up from my bed, and asked her.

   "Shall we go and cook?"

   She looked at me as she took my hands and I pulled her up.  She stood
close, looked straight at my chest, and said.

   "Maybe it can wait for a minute?"

   I knew what she wanted to do when she pulled my hands behind her back
and reached her face up to mine.  I asked her.

   "Why?"

   Before she kissed me, she whispered.

   "This."

   That time, it wasn't only our lips that met.  She pulled my hands
further as she pushed her body against mine.  I felt her young, slender
body against mine as her small boobs pressed against my chest and her tummy
pressed against my crotch.  That time, our kiss lingered as our mouths
opened, our tongues met, tasted each other, felt the special texture,
licked, pushed, and received.

   I broke our kiss and whispered.

   "I can't believe my luck!"

   Emma kissed my chest and replied.

   "I can't believe mine, either!"

   I pulled my hands free and asked.

   "Shall I show you around?"

   She smiled.

   "Okay, but we've got to eat sometime, don't we?"

   I picked up the groceries and Emma followed me onto the patio as we went
back through the entrance hall.  We entered Alice's apartment and, again, I
called out to her to see if she was present.  Again, there was no answer,
so we stepped into the apartment.  I walked to the kitchen corner, to put
the food on the table, as Emma followed me.  She looked around and said.

   "Wow, again!  Now I can see why your aunt has all of the privacy she
wants.  The high placed windows prevent people from looking inside, but
they provide so much light and a view of the trees and sky!"

   We walked around the central, closed block that housed the bathroom,
through the corner with Alice's bed, and I showed her the door that led to
the patio.  Then, we entered the bathroom, which was surprisingly well-lit
because of a large window, with shades, that looked onto the patio.

   Emma looked at the double rain-shower heads in the corner of the
bathroom and remarked.

   "That's strange to have a double shower when you're living on your own.
And they're so big!"

   I joked.

   "Well, she's not living alone, at the moment, and I don't think she
lives a celibate life."

   She raised her eyebrows as she looked up at me.

   "Say.  Do you shower with your aunt?"

   I had to laugh out loud because of the expression on her face.

   "No, but it's the only bathroom and we do use it simultaneously,
sometimes."

   I thought it'd be wiser not to tell her the whole truth about our use of
the shower, but I guess she felt I was telling her a little white lie.  We
looked at each other in the large mirror above the washbasins and she used
the mirror to look around the bathroom before she said.

   "You're so lucky to have found this place and to have an aunt to share
all of this with you."

   Realising the double meaning of it, I said.

   "As I said.  I can't believe my luck!"

   She looked at me and smiled her lovely smile, as I took her hand into
mine, and said.

   "And as I said.  I can't believe mine, either!  But I really have to go
to the toilet!"

   I showed her the closed toilet inside of the bathroom.

   "It's in here and if you want to take a shower, go ahead.  I usually do
when I get home, but now, I'll start with the food."

   She smiled as she entered the toilet and turned around.

   "Well, don't let me get in the way of your habits.  The food can wait,
can't it?"

   And with that, she closed the door.

   I couldn't believe her.  She'd invited me to get naked in front of her
and with a big chance that she'd join me!  On the other hand, she could go
on and start with the food herself.  Nah.

   As I heard Emma pee into the toilet, I started to remove my T-shirt. 
I'd gotten out of my shoes and socks before I heard she'd finished and the
door opened.

   Without turning around, I pulled my jeans and shorts down in one move,
stepped out of them, walked into the shower, and turned one on.  Then I
turned around as the water flowed around my shoulders and down across my
body.  The excitement and anticipation had made my dick grow larger as it
hung free and heavy in front of me.

   Emma stood in the middle of the bathroom with my clothes scattered
around her on the floor.  She looked at my body as she held a tiny white
panty in her hand.  Then she looked at me and smiled.  Without saying a
word, she let go of her panty and started to pull her dress over her head.

   Her crotch, including the dark tuft of pubic hair on top of her pussy,
became visible above her beautiful, slender legs.  I was mesmerized by the
gap between her legs, where her protruding inner labia were clearly visible
between the thick, full lips of her pussy.

   A moment later, her dress fell to the floor, she moved her hands behind
her back, and unhooked her bra.  After she shook her bra off, two perfectly
round breasts, with small brown areolas and pointy nipples, were displayed.

   She dropped her bra to the floor and stood there, naked.  Only then did
she look at me in a rather shy way.

   I shook my head with disbelief: "You're beautiful!"

   I turned the other shower on as an invite for her to join me.  As she
walked underneath the stream of water, she closed her eyes, turned her face
toward the shower, and allowed the water to flow across her face and body.
I marvelled at her beautiful, naked body which was so close to me.

   She turned around, wiped the water from her face, stepped forward,
embraced me, and we started to kiss as the water flowed onto our backs. 
Her soft, firm breasts were pressed against my chest as my dick became
erect and pushed against the flat of her stomach.

   I held her back with one hand as the other one slid down and held her
round buttock.  We continued to kiss as I felt her hands move down, as
well, grab my buttocks, and start to squeeze them.

   "Hello!  Jona?  I'm home!"

   Alice!

   Her voice rang loud and clear through the open door of the bathroom. 
Startled, but laughing, we stopped and let go of each other.

   I shouted: "Alice, I'm in here!  I'm taking a shower!"

   She called back.

   "Ok!  I'm dying for one myself!"

   Before I could tell her that I wasn't alone, she'd come in through the
opening toward her bed and stood next to us.  Surprise crossed her face as
she saw Emma's nude back between us.

   "Oh!  Excuse me!  I'm so sorry!" She said as she looked at me.

   A smile appeared on her face as she turned around and left.  She called
to us again from outside of the bathroom.

   "Take your time!  I'll get myself a drink.  Let me know when you're
finished."

   Emma pushed her forehead against my chest and started to giggle. 
Suddenly, she stopped, and I suspected I knew why.  My dick had become
completely straight, stood erect, and it pointed straight up at her.

   "Wow!" She murmured.

   She didn't move, and I didn't dare.  Finally, she looked up at me with a
big smile across her face.  She reminded me of a little girl who'd opened
an unexpected gift.

   "It's beautiful!"

   "Can I touch it?" The little girl in her asked.

   I smiled at her and nodded.  She looked down and used one thumb to
stroke my penis from the underside of the glans all of the way to the base,
which caused it to jerk.  As she held it between her thumb and
index-finger, she moved it from side to side and giggled.

   "I've never seen such a beautiful penis!  In fact, I've never seen a
penis on a first date."

   I replied with a joke: "I guess you've never showered on a first date,
either."

   "Nor have I kissed a naked boy on a first date."

   She smiled, embraced me, captured my full erection between our bellies,
and whispered: "Shouldn't we stop showering?  Your aunt is waiting for us."

   I looked down at my fully erect member and exclaimed.

   "Like this?!"

   Emma shut down both showers and asked.

   "Well, I imagine your aunt has seen you in various states of excitement,
hasn't she?"

   She knew she was right when I blushed at her correct assumption.  I got
us two towels and started to gather our clothes when Emma whispered: "Just
give me my dress."

   Without concern about her underwear, she pulled it over her wet hair.  I
managed to pull my boxers over my, still erect, dick and grabbed the rest
of our stuff from the floor.

   I looked at Emma as she dried her hair with the towel and asked: "Are
you ready to meet my aunt?"

   She combed her hair a few times with her fingers and that was it.

   ***

   After we left the bathroom, we found Alice as she sat on a couch with
her bare feet up.  She'd gotten rid of her formal, grey trousers and left
them on her bed.  As she stood to meet us, with a glass of wine in one
hand, her white silk blouse barely covered her buttocks.  She introduced
herself to Emma.

   "Hello!  I'm Alice.  Again, I'm so sorry for invading your privacy in
the bathroom!  You're the first guest Jona has brought home with him since
he's been here.  So, I expected only him to be in the bathroom when I heard
the shower running."

   Emma shook Alice's extended hand and said: "Hi!  I'm Emma and it wasn't
any problem.  Jona warned me that there's almost no privacy here, but the
two of you accept it, and each other, in a very good way.  I hope you don't
mind us using your shower.  It felt so great at the end of the day,
especially in this hot weather!"

   Alice smiled.

   "Sure, it's okay for the two of you to have a shower and, as I said, I'm
dying to have one myself.  So, if you don't mind, I'm going to have a
shower and maybe I'll see you later!"

   As we walked over to the kitchen sink, I told Alice: "We're going to
make some salad."

   Emma suggested: "Yes, and if you'd like, you can eat some of it with us.
I'm sure there will be plenty."

   Alice replied: "That's very kind of you, but I'm sure you'll want some
alone time together so don't bother."

   On her way to the bathroom, Alice picked up the bundle of our clothes
from the couch and asked.

   "Shall I put your stuff in with the rest of the laundry or shall I take
it to your room?"

   She looked at it and I knew she'd recognised Emma's panty and bra in the
bundle.  Emma blushed heavily as I replied.

   "Hum, you can leave it there.  It's ok.  I'll take it to my room."

   Alice gave us a warm smile as she put it back and walked toward her bed
with her glass in her hand.

   After a few minutes, we heard the shower as we were busy preparing the
salad.  The sun had set, and it was getting dark inside, so I walked around
and turned some lights on.  We decided to eat outside on the patio, so I
grabbed the large bowl of salad and a bottle of wine from the fridge.  Emma
took the bread, knives, forks, and our glasses.

   We put everything on the outside table and, as I started to turn to get
some candles, we looked through the opened bathroom window into the lit
bathroom where Alice stood, naked, drying herself.  After I turned the
patio-lights on, which flooded the walls with light, she noticed us and
smiled.

   She simply continued to dry herself as she joked: "I guess we're even,
now."

   When I returned with the candles, Alice was still in the bathroom, with
her naked back toward us, as she was busy doing something in the mirror.  I
called out to her.

   "There's enough for all us and I got you a fork!"

   "Thank you.  I'll be out in a minute.  I have to find something to put
on."

   "You can come as you are!" I joked.

   She looked at us in the mirror and replied: "You know I would, but it
wouldn't be polite to your guest, so give me a minute."

   When she joined us, she wore a loose-knitted, printed linen dress with
buttons down the front.  She'd only closed the middle five or so, which
left a deep, open cleavage in front.  As she sat down, she complimented me.

   "Jona, you brought such a fine girl home!"

   "It was Emma's plan to have a date and eventually, to go here in the
first place," I replied to Alice.

   That brought Emma many compliments and she had to explain the whole
story, because, as Alice put it: "So...  You missed your coffee for your
ride back home and, because of that, you ended up showering with a guy
you've never spoken to before?"

   After our story, Emma got back at Alice when she said: "Alice, if I may
ask.  I'd like to hear about your way of living, in relation to accepting a
nephew to stay over for the summer.  Wasn't it difficult, to accept a boy,
a teenager, in your house, invading your privacy?"

   Alice looked at Emma appreciation in her face.  I knew she knew what
Emma was getting at, and she thought it was brave of Emma to get to the
point.

   "I guess, you're asking about my privacy, as in moving around in the
nude in my own house?  As in confronting Jona with my nudity, and thus
invading his privacy while he is my guest?

   Emma thought about this for a moment and nodded: "I guess, yes, that's
what I'm curious about."

   "Well, I know this is a strange set-up, but let me explain.  Jona's
father is my favourite brother and we've been very close.  In our minds, we
still are.  So, when the question came to provide shelter for Jona during
the summer, I couldn't refuse.  The only choice I had was to behave
differently in my own house, not knowing how Jona would respond to me if he
knew, or to confront us both with this aspect and see what Jona would do.
I'd be able to tell if he's actually okay with it, or he'd just say he was
because I'm his aunt and had the room to stay in.  But he can tell you
that, himself."

   Emma looked at me and smiled.

   "I already know he's okay with it!"

   Alice smiled and said: "It looks as if you've known each other for a
long time, instead of only a couple of hours!"

   Alice touched Emma's arm.

   "I can only repeat my compliment to Jona."

   Emma shyly smiled at me and all I wanted to do was kiss her, again.

   I think Alice sensed it, too because she stood and bent over the table
to grab the bowl and our cutlery.  Emma and I looked at Alice's firm
breasts, as they hung free inside of her dress.

   "Please, let me take care of this and you can consider the patio...all
yours!  And, if you like, feel free to take another bottle of wine.  I see
we've managed to empty this one."

   ***

   Emma and I talked, for what seemed an hour, while on the warm, and
candle-lit patio.  I was happy to sit in only my shorts as the warm air was
like a blanket wrapped all around me.  I was happy and excited that she'd
sat next to me, in only her dress, as her nipples sometimes brushed against
the thin fabric.

   At one time, she turned her chair toward me and put her feet on my
knees. I took both of her feet into my hands, the slit of her dress opened
between her thighs and toward her hips, and it exposed her bare crotch
within the dark shadow of her dress.

   I smiled at her as I felt my dick stir inside of my shorts.  I guess she
noticed, also, because she raised her eyebrows and a twinkle appeared in
her eyes.

   She'd spread her knees to the side, for a moment, to expose herself to
me and said: "With this weather and this amazing place, I can imagine you
don't get dressed in the morning or evening, for that matter.  The air all
around you feels wonderful on your skin!"

   I asked: "Would you dare?  Would you like to sit here, naked, while
talking to me?"

   She laughed out loud.

   "I don't think we'd be talking a lot after that, do you?"

   "Oh, I don't know.  What I do know, though, is the best thing you can do
when naked, is to go with the things you normally do.  Such as reading a
book, cleaning the table, or maybe, having a nice conversation."

   "Ok, so what do you suggest?  Am I supposed to get naked and clean up
your room?  Or go inside and do the dishes?"

   "Well, I don't know.  We could sit here and talk.  Or you could get us
another glass of wine."

   Emma made a proposal.

   "Ok, let's do this.  We take our clothes off, you get us a glass of
wine, and I'll go to the toilet.  I have to pee, again, anyway."

   I put her feet on the floor, in front of me, stood and answered.

   "Sure.  That's fine with me."

   She stood, as well, and looked at the obvious bulge in my shorts before
she asked.

   "Can I do it?"

   "Do what?"

   She didn't move her eyes away from my shorts as she asked, again.

   "Pull it down, to free it?"

   "So, you want to get me hard before I have to walk into the kitchen to
get us some wine?"

   I laughed, but she didn't listen and didn't wait for my approval.  She
slowly pulled my shorts down and my penis sprang free and hardened until it
pointed straight up the moment the air flowed around it.  She giggled and
started to pull her dress up.

   "Oh no!  No way!  Now I get to undress you!"

   I laughed and took her hands from her dress.  I took the hem of her
dress, and started to pull it up as I asked her: "Please, raise your arms?"

   She stood tall and stretched out before me.  When her dress was over her
head and arms, I stopped and looked at her naked body, especially her
boobs! They looked so nice, round, and fresh.  Then she realized what I was
doing and pulled herself free from her dress.  Laughing hard at me, she
pulled her dress from my hands.

   "Come on.  Let's get some wine and you can go to the toilet," I said.

   She grabbed my hand and asked.

   "How do we get there?"

   I explained: "We have to go through the hallway because Alice is home.
Otherwise, I could go through her bedroom, but not when she's in."

   We walked, naked, through the corridor and hallway and stood in front of
the front door.  I whispered.

   "Shit!  My keys!  They're in my jeans and they're inside...on the couch!
We'll have to go back."

   Emma laughed as we stood naked in the hallway in front of a closed door.
She walked in front of me back to the patio and I marvelled at the
roundness of her bum and the way she walked naked before me.  I couldn't
have dreamt I'd meet a girl who'd do such a thing on a first date.

   I called to Alice and heard her reply coming from the living room area,
so we went inside through the door next to her bed.  Emma disappeared into
the bathroom and I went on through the living room to the kitchen.

   A big smile appeared on Alice's face when she saw me naked and she
watched me pass the couch opposite from her.  I saw she still had her dress
on, though all of the buttons were loose and the dress was completely open
at the front.

   As I gestured that Emma was inside of the bathroom, she whispered.

   "You're doing well, Jona!"

   The moment Emma wanted to sneak out of the door, Alice called out.

   "Emma!"

   Emma answered from the open door.

   "Yes, Alice?"

   Alice stood, and walked over to her, confronting the naked girl with her
own half-nakedness.

   "You told me you're still living at home.  Do your parents know you're
okay and not coming home?"

   I saw a tender smile appear on Emma's face.

   "Thank you, that's so kind of you to think about it!  Yes, I already
told them that I'd stay over at a friend's place in the city.  I've done
that a few times, so it's okay.  They know, but thank you, again!"

   She stood there in the opening as Alice told her.

   "That's a relief!  I would've been worried, otherwise."

   Alice made no comment about Emma staying over...  Emma and I hadn't even
discussed it, yet!  After we returned to the patio and sat down to drink,
Emma burst into laughter while reliving the panic of the moment when Alice
called her name.

   "I should've known better, but I was so afraid she'd get mad at us for
being naked inside of her own house.  But when she told me she was
concerned because of me, I melted!"

   I asked her: "So, how does it feel, otherwise, to walk around the house,
naked?"

   "Well, walking around felt good!  It was nice to feel the warm evening
air all around my body," Emma answered.

   I sensed something more was to come after her answer, so I asked.

   "But?"

   "Nothing, but sitting here with you is...it's exciting!  You know?"

   I smiled and shook my head from left to right.

   "Come on!"

   She laughed, stood up, placed her glass on the table, and asked for
mine. She took my hands and pulled them around her body.

   "You know, being naked next to you and seeing your amazing body makes me
to want to feel you, embrace you, and kiss you!"

   She bent over, started to kiss me, and pulled me to my feet until we
stood, making out, with our naked bodies pressed against each other.

   After a while, I broke our kiss, looked at her rather seriously, and
asked: "At what time do I have to take you to your friend?"
She slapped my arm hard and laughed out loud.  I smiled and held her

tight against me.

   "Ok!  Does that mean you're asking me if you can stay here?"

   She smiled and nodded.

   "So, ask me!"

   That time, she didn't try to wrestle or slap me.  She stood on her toes
with her face close to mine.

   "I've never slept at somebody's place nor have I ever fucked on a first
date, but I'm asking you.  Can I sleep here?  Can I sleep with you?  Do you
want to sleep with me?"

   I looked into her eyes and answered her questions.

   "Sure.  Why not.  It'd be so much more of a hassle to take you to your
friend!"

   Again, she tried to slap me, but I held her tight against me and kissed
her.  Her resistance ebbed away until her hands roamed my back and bum.

   We continued to kiss until my dick stood hard and straight between us,
then we moved to my room and laid down on the bed.  For the first time, my
hands roamed across her body, touched her breasts, and eventually...her
pussy!

   We mostly kissed until Emma turned over onto her back and spread her
legs.  Her hands disappeared between them and came up wet and covered with
her juices.  She showed and offered them to me before she covered my dick
with it.

   "I've been so wet, for so long!  I'm ready.  And, don't worry, I'm on
the pill.  Please, enter me.  Make love to me!"

   As I entered her, I thought only of Alice and the way her pussy felt so
comfortable and so easy.  Emma was a tight fit...a glove size too
small...but her wetness made it possible to enter her little by little.  I
saw it on her face as I split her cunt and entered her deeper and deeper.

   She moaned softly.

   "Oh, Jona!  You feel so good!  So big!"

   We laid with straight legs on top of each other.  I wasn't fully in, but
moving up a bit, I felt my dick press between her large labia and touch her
enlarged clit as a small jerk went through her body.  With little movement,
I continued to thrust in and out, each time sliding through her slit and
against her clit.

   She started to murmur in a steady stream of moans as I continued to kiss
her neck.

   "Oh, god!  You're so good!  This feels so good!  Please, don't stop!"

   I picked up the pace as she spread her legs further, bent them around my
back, and opened herself more to me.  I reached deeper, maintained the
short, quick strokes, and ploughed across her clit through her long, wet
slit.

   Suddenly, her murmur changed to long, high-pitched moans and a rapid
stream of sounds.  I continued the rhythm and tried to push harder and
deeper as I watched her sweat covered face immersed in total pleasure.

   "I'm going to cum!  Please!  Don't stop!  Oh, yes!  Please, I'm cumming!
Please!  Yes!  Oh, yes!  Oh!  Ieeeeeh!!!"

   I was very surprised by her vocal finale.  If it didn't feel so amazing
and so good, I would've wondered how it sounded for Alice, but in a silly
way, it made me proud as well.  After coming down from her mountain peak,
Emma whispered.

   "Wow!"

   I had to laugh about the fact she was whispering.  I had to explain why
I laughed, which made her feel ashamed that she'd cum so loud.

   She said: "I don't know why?  I just lost control.  Really, this is the
first time I've ever cum from being fucked without, you know, stimulating
myself, too!"

   She kissed me and I felt proud, again.  The flow of cum from her orgasm
had highly lubricated her cunt and I was still hard.  I lowered myself onto
her body, spread my knees, pushed myself up onto my arms, and looked down
at a young girl with sweat covered body and still in the afterglow of her
orgasm.  My dick disappeared between her spread legs.

   I pushed in with a long, forceful stroke.  She looked seriously at me.
Another deeper push and a hint of pain crossed her face as she closed her
eyes for a moment.  She whispered.

   "Maybe it's going to hurt!"

   A smile appeared on her face and I teased: "Maybe you're going to like
it!"

   Another two thrusts and I saw her breasts rising up.  I saw her hard and
erect nipples, licked them, and she moaned in approval.  I pushed deep,
again, and felt the narrowness of her canal expand in size.  A series of
strokes made Emma close her eyes and open her mouth as the lengths of her
moans were in sync with my strokes.

   The sight of Emma's breasts, as they moved up and down beneath me,
excited me so much!  As I licked and bit her nipples and picked up the
speed of my deep thrusts, another stream of loud and steady moans flowed
from her open mouth.

   As I picked up her waist and bum and pushed my thighs underneath her
legs, I told her: "Oh, Emma!  You feel so great...so tight!  So tight and
wet!"

   I looked down and saw the length of my glistening dick disappear into
Emma's wet slit as it was embraced by the thick, dark folds of her labia.

   I held on to her hips as I pushed hard and deep into her.  A small cry
escaped her throat as I continued a steady rhythm of pushes deep into her
body.  I looked down at her to find her eyes closed and her beautiful mouth
wide open.  She'd taken her breasts into her hands and pinched her nipple
with one.  My hips pushed faster, and faster, and I moaned:.

   "Your pussy feels so good, Emma!"

   I didn't think she'd heard me, as the pitch of her own sounds had
increased, and her face looked totally wasted, hr wet hair in wild strings
across it.  Her whole body moved, her stomach contracted, and her legs
shook.

   As her orgasm exploded into an uncontrollable spasm of her whole body,
she yelled.

   "Ooooh, god Goooood!!!"

   Her cunt screwed itself tight around my cock and made me cum in long
waves of ejaculations as I continued to push in and out of her cunt, which
started to overflow with our combined cum.

   We laid, wasted, for a few minutes with our heads snuggled against each
other's.  I felt a smile on her face through her cheek as Emma whispered.

   "I'm leaking...big time!"

   Only then did I pull my limp member completely out of Emma.  I felt the
stream of our fluids as they ran out of her.  I found some towels, we
managed to clean up somewhat, placed a clean one underneath us as we crept
against each other, and we exchanged small kisses until we fell asleep.

   ************

   The warmth of the sun had crept inside of my room and the lack of air
made it feel heavy.  As I opened my eyes, I felt Emma's soft bum against
mine and became aware of a hard and full morning erection.  I felt lucky I
wasn't on my other side!

   As I turned on my back, I noticed my single sheet was tangled around our
legs.  She laid, almost uncovered, next to me and her beautiful, round bum
and hips attracted my gaze.  I didn't dare touch her, so I only laid there
and marvelled at the young, marvellous body next to me.

   After I noticed my wood had softened, I slowly got out of bed, careful
not to wake her.  The towel we used was next to the bed, so I picked it up
to throw it into the laundry basket in the bathroom since I had to go there
anyway to pee.

   As I opened the door, I saw Alice as she laid nude, on her stomach, on a
reclined deckchair.  I noticed her bum was so different than Emma's.  She
heard me, raised her head, and smiled as she took her sunglasses from her
eyes.

   "Good morning, stud!"

   I smiled back at her and said, with a sleepy throat.

   "Good morning, Alice."

   She was right.  As I remembered the night before, I felt like a stud. 
Like a porn actor who could make his partners cum multiple times by
endlessly fucking them.  But I also realised it wasn't like that.  It was
Emma who was so special and full of sex as she was fucked.  But
nevertheless...!

   "What time is it?"

   Alice said: "It's around ten.  We all slept a long time into the day!"

   When she saw my surprised face, she explained.

   "Yes!  Me, too!"

   It wasn't her habit to sleep very long into the day.  She was usually an
early riser who continued the rhythm of the work week into the weekend. 
She jokingly explained.

   "The two of you kept me awake until you were finished!"

   I planted a kiss on her head and said.

   "I'm sorry."

   Then I turned and walked back inside to the bathroom.  After I finished,
I washed my hands and looked at the reflection of outside in the mirror.  I
saw some movement behind my lace-curtains.  To my surprise, a naked Emma
stepped out of my room as her hands shielded her eyes from the bright
sunshine.  I heard her shyly say.

   "Oh...!  Hello!"

   I heard Alice answer: "Good morning, Emma!  Jona is inside, in the
bathroom, I think."

   I saw Emma walk toward the door and a few seconds later, she stepped
into the bathroom.  Her face was still a sleepy mess.  I touched her face
with my hand and whispered.

   "Good morning, beautiful!"

   She smiled and walked toward the toilet, but didn't close the door.  I
heard her pee inside the bowl as I turned on the shower.  After Emma
finished, she walked over and turned on the other shower.  We looked at
each other and smiled when she let the water flow over her head.  As she
slid her hands between her legs and started to clean herself.

   "I can still feel the stickiness!"

   I gave her some soap and started to clean myself with it, too.  We
looked at each other and it became a tease as Emma soaped her breasts, but
she upped the tease when she turned around, grabbed her bum, kneaded the
cheeks, and spread them to show me her pussy.

   Finally, I grabbed my cock, started to stroke it with a hand full of
soap, and held on to my balls with the other hand.  She mirrored me as she
stood with her legs spread wide, her pelvis tilted, and her hands pushing
against her pussy-lips.

   Aware that Alice was outside on the patio, I whispered.

   "We'd better stop this crazy game."

   But it was too late.  Alice was outside, with a glass in one hand and
the other one on top of her breast, as she watched us.  When she noticed
I'd seen her, she only smiled and walked inside.  A few moments later, as
we stepped out of the shower, I heard Alice as she toiled around in the
kitchen.

   As I took Emma's hand and pulled her outside onto the patio with me, I
said.

   "Come on, let the sun dry us."

   We sat next to each other on the deckchair with our legs extended in
front of us.  The sun felt great on my body.  Emma looked at her body from
her breasts down to her feet.  I kissed her shoulder, she smiled as she
turned to me, and we kissed.  Our kisses grew more intimate as the
excitement rose in our bodies and our hands started to stimulate each
other.

   Finally, before she touched it, I felt my hard dick against my stomach.
As we stopped our kiss, and Emma started to kiss my chest and nipples, I
looked up and saw Alice as she stood in the doorway.  She'd put on the
dress she'd worn the night before and, again, the front was completely
open. One hand was on her pussy and the other one held a glass of cold
lemonade against her cheek.

   Emma whispered against my chest as her kisses moved lower onto my
stomach.

   "I can't stay all day, but I can't go, either."

   She continued between kisses.

   "Until you've made love to me, again,"I teased her.

   "Then, I won't."

   She laughed and doubled her efforts as she moved her hand up on my leg
and touched my balls.  My dick jumped and, again, she laughed out loud and
said.

   "If you won't, I will!  And there's nothing you can do to stop me!"

   I whispered.

   "Stop it.  Alice might come out to the patio, again."

   She bragged.

   "I don't care!"

   I could hear she didn't really mean it...or so I thought!  Her mouth
almost touched the head of my dick before she whispered.

   "I guess she heard us, loud and clear, last night!"

   "You mean, she heard you, very loud and clear!" I replied.

   A loud moan escaped my throat as Emma pushed the bare glans of my dick
deep inside of her mouth.

   "Whoosh!"

   Her tongue swirled around the glans as her hand held my balls tight.

   "Oh, god, Emma!" I exclaimed.

   Between two, deep sucks of my cock, Emma picked up speed and gasped.

   "What did you say?"

   "Oh, yes!" Another soft moan was heard from behind us!

   Emma immediately stopped and hid her face against my stomach.

   "Please, don't stop!" I whispered.

   She raised herself and looked at me.  Her face was a mix of excitement
and uncertainty.

   Thoughts raced through her mind and feelings rushed through her body. 
Her nipple, of the breast in my hand, had become hard and I believed she'd
realised her own excitement as well as her own shame and uneasiness from
being watched.  She turned her head toward the door but was surprised to
see...nobody!

   Emma looked at me and we kissed with a force that betrayed her
excitement.  Her hand roamed across my body and occasionally touched the
tip of my dick.  I sensed we'd both reached the point that all we wanted to
do was fuck...to fill her tight pussy with my cock, and cum!

   I pushed Emma away from me and swung one leg across the deckchair.  As I
took her hands and supported them, she moved her legs across my thighs and
prepared herself to sit on top, I said to her.

   "Come."

   She whispered.

   "But what if...?"

   I told her.

   "She's cool!  She's okay with it!  Are you?"

   She shrugged her shoulders.  "I want you.  Now!"

   She kissed me as I closed my eyes.  Suddenly, I felt her warm and wet
pussy lips engulf the tip of my cock.  With little movements, she
positioned herself as she slowly lowered herself.  Again, her tightness
prevented her from pushing herself all of the way down with one move.

   Halfway down, she started to rock herself up and down with small
movements, which drilled my hard erection into her with every small push.
The little moans interrupted our kisses as my hands held her by the side of
her body to support her until she'd finally impaled herself completely on
my straight, hard cock.  I felt her cunt muscles as they contracted around
the whole length of my cock and she looked into my eyes.

   I saw the sweat running across her forehead as she whispered.

   "I can feel you so deep inside of me!"

   I pushed her away from me until she grabbed my knees to steady herself.
We looked down to where her lips parted and the base of my shaft
disappeared into her.  Her enlarged, shiny, and wet knob was visible and
open at the front end of her pussy lips.

   My thumb touched her clit and a sharp inhale and deep moan immediately
followed.  As I continued to carefully rub her clit, and the area around
it, her breathing and moaning steadied themselves with a high-pitched
rhythm.

   As I looked at her body, she hissed between moans.

   "This feels so good!  So good!"

   Her breasts moved up and down with her breathing and her nipples stood
tall on top of her beautiful round breasts.  Her eyes were closed, but her
face told the tale of the pleasure she'd received.

   "Oh, yeah, go on!  Please!  Please!"

   My cock was in a tight spot.  I, more or less, felt the wetness increase
and drip outward toward my balls.  Her juices were pushed out as her own
cunt muscles contracted around my cock and caused my own excitement to
rise.

   I looked over Emma's shoulder and, again, I saw Alice as she stood in
the doorway with her dress wide open!  Her hands were on both of her
breasts as she felt them and played with them.  We knowingly smiled at each
other.

   Emma must've sensed something, other than the overwhelming stimuli I'd
provided for her clit, because she opened her eyes and saw me looking next
to her, behind her.  Between her heavy breaths, she managed to ask.

   "Is she there?"

   I nodded and she exclaimed.

   "I'm going to lose it!  I'm going to cum!  I'm going to...  cum!"

   And cum she did!  Her orgasm erupted through her throat with a
high-pitched voice as her head fell back.  It also erupted out of her
vagina in a flood of her juices that ran over my cock, fingers, and balls.
It shook her whole body as I held her firm until the last shocks ebbed away
and all of the tension in her body had relaxed.

   Alice stepped up behind Emma and I could tell she'd enjoyed the view. 
Her hair was untied and her dress had slipped from her shoulders and hung
around her elbows, which exposed her chest and shoulders.  She put her head
next to Emma's and gave her a kiss on the cheek, which evoked a surprised
reaction from Emma.

   Alice softly spoke to her.

   "It's okay, dear.  That was beautiful and exciting!  It's good to see
you're at ease here, with us, and not needing the privacy of a room.  It's
good to see you're enjoying yourself so much."

   Again, Alice kissed her on the side of her head and on her sweat-covered
forehead as she stood and turned around to walk away.  Emma turned her head
and looked at Alice as she disappeared through the door.  Her dress
resembled a white veil beneath her bare back.

   Emma looked at me and smiled, unbelievingly.  As she slowly started to
rock her pelvis, she whispered into my ear.

   "Well, if she wants to watch, let's give her something to watch!"

   My cock was still buried deep inside of her as I kissed her neck.  Emma
put her hands on my shoulders and pushed herself up.  She stopped the
moment the head of my dick left her pussy and became visible between her
large labia that were pressed to the side.  She slowly dropped herself down
on it again, until she sat on the top of my thighs and smiled.

   "You feel so good inside of me!"

   She started to slowly ride me with a steady pace of long up and down
strokes.  I grabbed her breasts and held them firmly with her nipples
between my fingers as I tugged at, and twisted, them.  I watched the sweat
appear on her skin and trickle down between her breasts.  With an increase
in tempo, she started to become more vocal again.

   "Oh, Jona!  Yes!  Oh, yes!  Good, so good!  Yes!"

   Her hair was tossed across her face and stuck to it.  Her steady stream
of words were in sync with her rhythm.  She was such a hot fuck!  Those
words crossed my mind as I looked at Emma's hot, sweaty body as it rose and
fell before me.  My cock drove in and out of the tightest and wettest pussy
I'd ever felt as her words encouraged me to continue to fuck her.

   But I changed my mind and told her: "Stop it!  Turn around!"

   She stopped, but she didn't understand a thing.  So, I helped her as I
pushed her up and off of me until she stood in front of me.  Her bald
pussy, wet from her own juices that'd run out of her vagina and all of the
sweat that'd run down between us, dripped.

   For a moment, I kissed and licked her slit to taste all of the salt,
sweat, and sweetness of Emma.  Then I turned her around, with both legs
changing sides of the deckchair, and stood.  I pushed Emma's shoulders away
from me, so she was bent over in front of me.  She grabbed the sides of the
deckchair in front of her and spread her legs wide!

   I looked down and marvelled at Emma's young, firm, and round bum cheeks
with a clean and smooth ass-crack that led toward the visible folds of her
labia.  I put my shiny wet cock on top of her ass and glided it all of the
way down between her bum cheeks, then stopped and rubbed it against her
clit, which sent a shiver through Emma's body.

   Carefully, I searched for her entrance, with the shiny head, and placed
it between her folds when I found it.  Before I forced the whole length of
my hard cock straight into Emma's cunt, I didn't think it'd be painful for
her, but it was...  Despite all of her wetness!  Her whole body shot
forward by the force of my thrust.

   She yelled because being split open, so forcefully, was something she
hadn't expected or experienced before.  She didn't stop yelling as I
continued to fuck her hard at a steady pace.  I held her hips steady as
Emma stood, bent over and holding on for dear life, as her stream of
frenzied moans continued to fill the air.

   I looked up and saw Alice's silhouette in the shadows of the bathroom.
I'd guessed she couldn't resist to watch!  I knew she'd had a hunger to be
a part of our play.  I knew she was there, with all of her sexual
excitement, and longing to get to know Emma better and to get to know her
as a lover!  Again, Emma's cunt signalled she was going to cum as its
tightness became even tighter.

   "Aah!  Ieeehh!  Ah!  Oooh!  Aaaaaaah!"

   I continued to pound her and string one orgasm into the next one all of
the way through her loud-mouthed orgasms.

   Finally, she collapsed onto the deckchair as her body still shook and
her knees trembled from the quakes that had rocked her.  I looked down at
Emma as she laid there, wasted and on her side, on the deckchair.  Her eyes
were closed, her wet hair clung across her face, and her body was covered
in sweat.

   My thick and hard cock, along with its big red bulb, was completely
covered with Emma's juices as I held it.  I didn't want to touch Emma, but
I needed to cum!  I looked up and saw Alice had come to the front of the
bathroom, behind the window, so I could recognise her.  Her dress was still
open around her shoulders, which exposed her bare, firm, and proud breasts.
I saw her mouth move.

   "Come."

   I walked from the patio and into the bathroom.  From there, I looked at
Emma, who'd curled up on the deckchair, and it looked as if she'd fallen
asleep.  In the unlit bathroom, Alice stroked my cock as she welcomed me.
She dropped onto her knees and whispered.

   "Let me take care of you."

   She licked up all of Emma's cum before she put the head of my cock into
her mouth.  She pulled my balls backward with one hand as her other hand
tightly gripped, and continued to stroke, suck, and lick my long dick.

   As I felt my semen finding its way toward the base of my cock, I
murmured.

   "Oh, Alice!  Oh, yes!  You're the best!"

   Alice looked up at me and I grabbed her head.  I felt my orgasm building
up inside, just behind my cock.  Then, I couldn't hold it any longer and I
erupted inside of Alice's waiting mouth.  It took all of her effort to hold
it all inside of her mouth, but she managed to keep her lips tight around
my shaft and swallow in quick successions.  After all the excitement Emma
had brought to our sex, unloading into Alice's mouth was like coming home.

   I knelt down in front of her, hugged her, and whispered.

   "I love you, Alice."

   As I held her close to me, I felt her breasts press against my chest and
felt her back through her dress.

   We rose to our feet and looked outside.  Emma was still on the
deckchair, on her back, with her legs apart, and her feet were on the
ground on both sides.  Her young body shined brightly in the sunshine as
she peacefully looked at the distant blue sky.

   "She's a babe, but can she handle what we've got here?" Alice whispered.
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