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Unexpected
by WelshKF (address withheld)
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A wonderful encounter in a rural town. (Fg, ped, oral)
***
When I first moved to Willsville, I simply wanted to make a new
start. Here I was, 30 years old and had divorced the creep after
only 3 years of marriage.
Settling in was easy. I took a job at a local bookshop and,
pretty much focused on work. Willsville was situated in the
northern part of the state. The biggest attraction was a wide,
wandering river that flowed slowly thru the center of this
community. I often went there to relax and sun myself. I managed
to find a secluded, little beach area where I could be alone. As I
grew more confident with this place I started to sun myself
topless and then, eventually fully undressed.
I had been living there for nearly a year now. One Saturday,
while sunbathing alone, I heard the sound of a woman's voice. It
seemed that she was guiding someone down to my private area. I
quickly pulled my things on and sat, waiting. What I saw, walking
down to the beach, was a woman...perhaps in her late 30's. She had
long, thick brown hair and was wearing jean cut-offs and a white
t-shirt. Immediately in tow was a girl, perhaps 8, or so holding
her hand. Behind her was a much younger girl, maybe 6. Each had
brown hair like the woman's. Each wearing jean shorts and t-
shirts.
I watched as they picked a spot, not far from where I was. They
had not yet noticed me. The woman spread a blanket out and then
stood, pulling her t-shirt up and off. She knelt down to help the
oldest girl with the basket. I watched them set out a few things
and then the woman drew the youngest girl to her. She pulled off
the girl's t-shirt and drew her shorts down. She then motioned for
the older girl and undressed her as well.
Now I had not been normally attracted to children, but they did
look quite lovely in their innocence. The woman, I assumed to be
the mother, then took a bottle (possibly sun-block) and squirted
cream into her hands. I watched silently as she began applying it
to the youngest girl. Her little body began to shine as her
mother's hands wiped all over her.
She turned the child around and did her back. Her hand slipped
lower and lower until she was applying the cream between the
girl's little bottom. What happened next really surprised me. She
turned the girl to face her and began smearing cream between the
girl's little legs. The little girl parted her legs and I saw the
lady's hand slip firmly between them. Her middle finger bent and
then slipped slowly into the tiny, smooth crease.
"Oh my GOD!!" I thought to myself. "This woman is fingering the
little girl!"
The woman then brought the older girl to her and applied more of
the cream to her, much in the same way. Having finished, the girls
layed down on either side of her. She then slipped her own shorts
off and applied cream all over herself. I watched, stunned as she
parted her legs and applied cream to her own puss. She laid back
and all three were soaking up the sun.
I looked at my bottle of sunscreen. I still don't know why, but I
picked it up and threw it into the bushes behind me. I thought for
a moment and decided to just put my bikini bottoms on. Then I got
up and walked to the trio.
"Excuse me." I said coyly. My voice startled them and they all
sat up quickly. "I'm sorry" I said. "I didn't mean to scare you. I
was just wondering if I might borrow some of your sun-block?" The
three of them looked around, perhaps to see if anyone else were
there.
"Uh" the woman said, "I...I guess so. Sorry! We didn't know
anyone else was here." She lifted the bottle and I took it,
extending my right hand.
"I'm Claire!" I said. She took my hand and introduced herself as
Jenny. These were her daughters, Amy (the youngest) and Brittany.
The girls sat, angelically smiling up at me. I opened the bottle
and squirted some cream on my hand. It had the fragrance of
almonds. I began smearing it to my arms and shoulders...then to my
breasts, making small talk as I did. Jenny and her daughters had
only moved here this week. She was also divorced, though more
recently than I was. I told her a little about myself and offered
her back the bottle.
"Thanks!" I smiled an started to turn to walk back to my blanket.
"Mommy!" the youngest girl said, "she forgot a place!"
"Shhhh dear!" Jenny said, putting her finger to her lips.
"But Mommy!, she started to say, but Jenny stopped her.
"It's okay honey!" she said. "Not everyone needs cream
everywhere." I looked at Amy. "Honey?" I asked, "where did I
forget?"
"Your kitty-cat!" she said, so innocently and matter of factly.
Her mother was trying to keep her quiet. Obviously embarrassed by
her daughter's frankness.
At this point I felt the warmth between my own legs. The image of
Jenny's finger slipping into her daughters filled my mind. I
smiled at Jenny, who was very flushed now and blushing deeply.
"Well" I said. "We wouldn't want to get a sunburn THERE, would
we???" My mind raced. I could not believe I was actually going to
do this. Nervously, I slipped my bikini bottoms down and let them
fall at my ankles.
Fear and excitement filled me.
Here I was, now totally naked before them. I took the bottle from
Jenny's still outstretched hand. I squirted some on my hand and
slipped it between my legs. My "kitty-cat" as Amy called it
tingled at my touch. Staring at the three of them, I slid my
middle finger into myself. Jenny was wide-eyed and speechless. I
handed her back the bottle and looked at my slippery fingers. I
stepped free of the bottoms and picked them up, thinking I would
wipe the excess off my hand.
Amy and Brittany exclaimed in unison..."No! Not like that! You
have to lick it!!" Before I could respond, Brittany took my hand
and began licking the cream off my fingers. Her soft, tender
tongue cleaned the length of each finger and in between. Her soft
eyes smiled occasionally up at me. My legs trembled.
Jenny could see my reaction and asked me to sit with them.
Hesitantly she explained the procedure. "after a day of sunning"
she said shyly, "we all... well.... clean ourselves before
redressing." Her eyes studied my face for any sign of repulsion.
"Mommy???" Amy said, "could Claire clean me off today?"
"MAY Claire, honey!!" her mother corrected.
"MAY she???" Amy said, feeling a bit scolded.
"I don't know dear" her mother said. "Maybe Claire would not want
to." I almost fainted. Was this lady actually going to allow me to
lick her daughter? More importantly, would I actually do that?
"I..." I stammered, hesitant, "I suppose. If you are SURE it's
okay?" Jenny knew instantly that I would. She had Brittany lie
down on her tummy and told me about their routine. At first I just
watched as her tongue glided all over her daughter's back. It was
Amy's voice that broke the pause.
"Hurry! It's gonna all dry up!" she exclaimed. I knelt at her
feet and tried to mimic what Jenny was doing. The cream tasted
heavenly, combined with Amy's sweat. My tongue ran down her back
and all over the tiny orbs of her bottom. From the corner of my
eyes I saw Jenny turn Brittany over. I did like-wise to Amy. My
tongue traced the softness of her little body. Her tiny, pink
nipples firmed only slightly as my tongue circled each one. As my
mouth delved lower, Amy lifted her knees and parted her tiny legs.
Before me was a tiny, smooth crease. Above it wa a very slight
pout. Beside me, Brittany was moaning very softly as she held her
mother's face between her legs. My tongue sought the inner most
regions of Amy's little puss. My upper lip rubbed firmly at her
hidden, little clit as my tongue toyed with the membrane within.
Amy's tiny hands held my head and her hips tilted. My mouth was
soon rewarded with the rich fluid of her little cummy.
My face, planted firmly between her legs, I could hear the moans
of Brittany's cummy also. As if reading each other's minds, Jenny
and I sat up. I gazed down at Amy. Her eyes wide and face beaming.
"Mommy's turn!" she cooed. Jenny stretched out on her stomach
while her daughters and I clean her. Not an inch of her was
neglected by the three of us. We turned her over and I dove
between her legs while each daughter cleaned her breasts. Her body
shook as her orgasm flooded my hungry mouth.
Then it was MY turn to be cleaned. None of my prior sex acts
could compare to the feeling as my every fold...my every
crease...my every being was attended to. Jenny eagerly cleaned my
throbbing breasts as her daughters joined together to clean my
puss. With one hand on each of their heads the veracity of my
orgasm flooded their tiny mouths. I've cum many times in my life,
but nothing matched this. I literally ejaculated into their
mouths.
The four of us lie drained. Finally Jenny took out a bottle of
chardonnay and poured her and I a glass. We sipped the sunset and
I knew I had found three of the most spectacular lovers any girl
could desire.
END