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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ A Story For Amanda By Jenny Rose (jrose@chickmail.com) Story For Amanda (Part 1 and 2) Part 1 - Dressing Up Susan and Nancy were best friends, but that had only happened recently. The immediate turn of events was so incredible that sometimes Susan couldn't really believe them herself. So that is why she kept thinking back to the earthquake of a day when she met Nancy. It had all started months ago when Susan, who was sixteen and really questioning who she was, had started surfing on her computer and found a site about teen girls dressing up and looking nice. She'd wondered in a discussion room about dressing not only for boys but for girls too. Another member of the room had responded that she liked to do that too, especially to get reactions from girls. This girl had said how she likes to wear pantyhose and short skirts, tight blouses and makeup to attract other girls' attention, especially at the local mall. Susan had sent her, her email address and they had begun writing back and forth about what turned them on. Susan couldn't quite remember now what it was, but something in one of their emails made her boldly ask where Nancy lived. They had been talking about their school and there were some eerily similar things. Like when Nancy mentioned some homework assignment from her English teacher and when Susan talked about the history teacher who seemed to stare at certain girls' boobs too much. Then the earthquake struck. Through their email the two girls discovered they went to the same school! And that they were in the same grade on top of that! Of course they weren't really embarrassed that they didn't know each other because their school was HUGE, the biggest in the area if not the state. In their class alone there were over 700 students. When the first explosive tremors subsided between them they began to plan to meet, which hallway, what day and time. And from that first meeting they had become best friends. It was pretty cool that they knew such intimate things about each other before they started spending time together. "Hey, Suse!" Nancy was calling out to Susan using her nickname that, Susan noted, only Nancy used. It quickly brought Susan out of her reverie over that first meeting. "Can you come over this Friday and spend the night? My parents will be going to a party and we'll have the house to ourselves. It's ok with them, I already checked." "I'll have to ask but sure, I'd love to!" Susan responded. Her imagination began to work. "When will your parents get home?" "Oh, sometimes they spend the night at the party if they've been drinking. They're very strict about not drinking and driving. They'll call around midnight to tell me if they'll be home or not." Wow, thought Susan, rather enlightened. Nancy answered Susan's next question before she could ask it. "They think I've been so responsible lately, and as I am getting older," She said with a laugh, "they're saying I can have you over without them being here." "Cool! But what should I tell my mom? I'm sure she'll want to know what the situation is." "Maybe it won't come up," Nancy said. "Just act like of course my parents will be home." Although this didn't sound so great, Susan said ok as the bell was ringing for the last class of the day. Nancy called Susan that night. "So, did you ask? Can you spend the night?" "Yes! And mom didn't even wonder about it! I think maybe she was glad to have a Friday night on her own," Susan ventured. Susan's mom had divorced her dad three years ago and she'd been working more than full time since to support her daughter and herself. She had a good enough job as a researcher in a law firm, but the pressure was pretty intense. And then with it being all up to her to raise a teenage daughter.... Susan sighed but was happy to be able to go to Nancy's. "What should I bring?" "That's the coolest part," said Nancy. "I want us to get dressed up, so bring over as much of your sexiest clothes and makeup that you can get away with!" Susan thought. "What if I bring a few things each day to school and you can take them so that we'll have lots to choose from plus what I bring Friday?" "Perfect plan!" Nancy shrieked. The two of them wore nearly the same sizes of panties, bras and dresses. Even their shoe size was close enough that they could trade. This was going to be some night, both of them thought to themselves as they hung up. The next several days went as planned and finally it was Friday night. Susan ended up leaving her mom a note and packing an extra bag of clothes because she had a message from her mom saying she was going to be late. All her mom asked was Susan call her around seven to make sure she made it to her friend's house and to check in. Nancy was surprised at how much Susan had brought until Susan told her about missing her mom. "Lucky us!" Nancy said. "So are your parents gone yet?" Susan asked. "They're just about to go," and at that moment they heard the clicking of heels and Nancy's father saying, "We've got to get on the road!" Nancy's mother breezed through looking like a million dollars and trailing a sweet and musky scent, kissed her daughter and shook Susan's hand, and called out, "I'm coming, I'm coming," raising her eyes at the girls as she went out the door. "Whew, their exits are always like that!" Nancy said. She looked at Susan with a twinkle in her eye. Then she screamed. "Aaaah, here we are!" And she took Susan's hands and danced around the room. Susan was just as excited. "Ok, let's get something to eat and then start our 'fashion evening'. That's what I've decided to call it. Especially since you have shipped over here practically a full style salon!" Nancy said teasingly. "Ha! Wait ''til you see what I have for you!" Susan shot back. Nancy brought out some sandwiches and a rather elegant plate of hors d'oeuvres. Susan was hungry and impressed. "And to celebrate our first overnight together, voila!" Nancy said and she produced two crystal glasses and a bottle of champagne. "How...where...how did you get that?" Susan asked even more impressed. "My parents had a party a while ago and I spirited a bottle away in the midst of the celebration," Nancy said innocently. "Wow," was all Susan could say. Nancy opened the champagne fairly professionally it seemed to Susan, and they took a sip after toasting their evening. The sandwiches were scrumptious, the champagne was strong, and they both were buzzing when they went to get ready for the 'fashion show'. "The shower is yours first, since you're the guest," Nancy said. "Fresh razors and cream can be found by the sink if you want to shave." How could she think of everything? Susan wondered. As Susan took her shower buzzing and shaving away, Nancy looked over Susan's makeup and began choosing her first look of the night. She'd already showered and was eager to get started. She'd shaved extra close to her pussy lips and was already excited, heated up from the shower and attention to her privates. She poured herself another glass of champagne as she sat at the mirror. She liked a particular shade of nail polish that Susan had, so she applied that first to her fingers and toes. It was an iridescent red with purplish undertones. Whenever the light hit her nails just right the purple would show up. When she applied the clear polish her nails really shone in the light. Next she worked on her eyes, matching an eye shadow to her nail color. A little blush and some dusky shine to her lips. Now she could chose her clothes. She heard the shower stop and her heart skipped a beat knowing that Susan was going to be dressing soon. Nancy was so excited to see what she would wear. Susan had already planned to put on some dark colored pantyhose without panties, a short black satin skirt with ruffles that came to about mid thigh and a tight gold top. At the last minute she put on a black satin bra that sort of pushed up her breasts and made her top look even sexier. It was tight enough that her bra clearly showed. She topped her outfit off with some two-inch open-toed heels. They made her walk with a sway that she made her feel kinda hot. Just as she was walking out, Nancy put on some music and Susan saw what Nancy was wearing. She was breathtaking. Nancy had chosen her tiger print silk mini dress, one that was tight and clingy. She'd gone without a bra. She was wearing black sheer pantyhose and three-inch heels. She looked fantastic to Susan. The music got them both to dancing. Nancy made sure Susan's glass was refilled with some of the champagne. They rocked to the music and gradually drew closer together. A slower song played and they took turns leading as they danced arm in arm. Susan was really enjoying holding her best friend this close, feeling her ass occasionally as they moved together, sometimes their breasts touching. She moved close to Nancy's mouth and lightly kissed her. "Mmmm," responded Nancy. Their legs rubbed against each other as they started to move closer. It was at this point that Nancy's father returned to the house to retrieve a photo album that they had promised to bring to the party. He had let himself in silently hoping that he could sneak in and get the album and sneak out without disturbing his daughter and her friend. The loud music had initially made it easy for him. But now his attention was on this incredible sight of two teenage girls dancing so closely together. He hid in the shadows and watched. The two girls kissed again, this time longer and practically standing in one place, until the slow song ended. They had been caressing each other's asses when the song stopped. The next one was a pounder, loud and fast, and Nancy shouted, "Hey let's change into something more sexy!" "Okay," Susan agreed, excited as to where this might go. Nancy's father was amazed at what he was seeing. He really wanted to stay and see what they would wear and do next. He decided he would chance it and stay hidden for a little while longer. He hardly considered how he would make his exit. Several songs later the two girls reappeared. Susan was wearing a corset-like dress with her dark pantyhose and shoes with three-inch heels now. She'd put some sparkly eye shadow on and lipstick that was iridescent. Nancy had changed into a garter dress and stockings. At the last she'd put on her satin panties and found her four-inch heels to wear. The two immediately began dancing close and kissing whenever the music allowed them a moment together. They were both feeling the beat of the music and the buzz of the champagne. Susan poured each of them another glass when the music stopped. "You look so hot!" Susan said. "So do you," gushed Nancy. "I dare you to take off your panties for this next song," Susan said. "Ha, wait ''til you hear what I dare for you!" Nancy said as she skimmed her panties off and started dancing. It was at this point that Nancy's father decided he'd better leave. He was so excited! But his sense got the better of him and while the girls were distracted with Susan's dare he slipped out with the album he had originally gone there for. The girls had no clue he had been there. There would be long lasting after-effects of his 'visit' however. "So what's your dare?" Susan asked after the song. "I dare you to touch me down there," Nancy said, breathlessly. She knew she was pushing it but couldn't help herself. The next song started and Susan came close to Nancy and held her. She kissed her and then brought her right hand down to her uncovered pussy under her dress and touched her, gently at first. Nancy moaned a little from deep in her throat. Susan felt how wet Nancy was and began to stroke her pussy lips using her moistness to caress her. They kissed again long now and harder. Susan used her tongue to explore Nancy's mouth. Nancy yielded to Susan's French kiss. She spread her legs wider so that Susan could play more with her pussy. She felt Susan rubbing herself on Nancy's pantyhose clad leg. After awhile they both noticed that the music had stopped. Nancy was the first to say something. Still swirling from the champagne and their kissing, Nancy said, "Weren't you supposed to call your mom like at seven?" "Oh, god, you're so right, what time is it now?" "Like ten o'clock," Nancy said somewhat groggily. "Ok, I'm going to call now, I don't care if she yells at me," Susan decided. While Susan called, Nancy went to freshen up. Mostly she wanted to find some things for Susan to wear. She had something particular in mind. She had a gold stretch lame dress with spaghetti straps that looked like it could be painted on someone. As she brought it out, Susan exclaimed, "Mom didn't even seem to care that I was calling so late." Nancy didn't know whether to be sympathetic or excited. Maybe Susan didn't either. The champagne may have clouded their judgment. "What do you have there?" Susan asked looking at the gold dress. "Something made just for you," Nancy responded. "There's a garter belt in there so you can still wear those sexy stockings." "Oooh, how cool!" and Susan took it into the bathroom to try on. Nancy poured more champagne. She added a little bit of white powder to their glasses. She thought this might make their evening more fun. She had snuck the powder from her dad's drawer. Now the thought of her dad got her to thinking, What if she and Susan could strike an interest in her father? When Susan came out, Nancy gasped, but said, "Here, have a sip of this before you go back and change." "What? How do I look? You want me to change already? I kinda like how this clings to me." "Hush, girl," Nancy directed. "That dress is just crying out for you to not be wearing a bra or panties under it. Keep your stockings on though," she said with a smile. "Oh, I see," Susan said as she took a sip of the champagne. "Mmm." And back she went. Nancy put on some more music and came up behind Susan when she emerged. "I love how this material is so tight on you." Susan brought her hands up under Nancy's arms and caressed Nancy's breasts, squeezing and stroking them through the gold lame. She brought Nancy's nipples to two hard points making them stick out prominently. Nancy began to sway as she backed into Susan. Susan kept rolling Nancy's nipples between her fingers. Then she brought her hands down Nancy's stomach brushing her crotch before continuing on down her legs. She took Nancy's hands and brought them up to Nancy's breasts. Nancy moaned and began to caress herself as Susan continued to stroke Nancy's legs and hips. Every once and awhile she would brush over Nancy's gold lame covered pussy; softer at first and then with more pressure. Nancy pushed her crotch out to meet her best friend's stroking. Nancy loved this attention, but she wanted to do some things to Susan. "God, that feels so good, I'm all shaky from the inside," Nancy said. "I want to make you feel this good. Go in my gym bag and find the burgundy demibra. Take off your dress, leave on your pantyhose and just wear the bra and hose for me. Ok?" "Whatever you say, milady," Susan said. She was really feeling the buzz of the drink. While Susan was changing Nancy sipped some more champagne. She kept playing with her nipples that still stood out hard through the dress. She had started to rub her thighs together a little too. She was moist down there, she could tell. When Susan stepped out, as if on cue, the music started loud and hard again, and the girls stepped back and danced watching each other hungrily. Susan's look was especially erotic in her dark hosed legs and high heels and bra that seemed to hold her nipples out to be touched. She'd put her hair up and the effect was smashing. Nancy was so enjoying moving to the music in her tight dress. It seemed to caress her almost as much as Susan's hands had. As they danced close to each other they would pat or squeeze or rub their partner until finally they stayed close when a slow song came up. They started kissing again. Deep, wet, full mouth kissing. Their hands were all over each other. Nancy made sure to play with Susan's easy to reach nipples. Susan had very sensitive nipples and Nancy's play practically put her over the edge. She was so jingly now and groaning out loud that she didn't hear the phone ringing. Nancy did. "What time is it?" Nancy asked. "Oh, my God, it's midnight! Susan, that's your parents calling. You better answer it!" Reluctantly Susan pulled herself away from Nancy's embrace. She went to turn down the music while Susan answered the phone. "They're coming home tonight!" Susan exclaimed. "I can't believe our luck. Mum said something about Dad wanting to get an early start tomorrow on something." "Well, we'd better clean up a little," Nancy said looking at the champagne glasses. She came over to Susan and gave her a kiss on her lips. "We can continue some of this in my room after my parents go to sleep," said Susan. They cleared away any incriminating evidence of their hot evening and were in Susan's room when her parents came home. Little did they know that Susan's dad had been the driving force behind coming home that night so that he could maybe catch some more of their night together. The girls had changed into their night clothes but with a twist. "Hey, do you want to wear my nightie and I wear yours?" asked Susan. "Ooh, yeah, that would be cool," Nancy said. Nancy immediately liked Susan tastes in her night clothes---a sheer babydoll in pink. Susan loved Nancy's as well---a silk bikini thong and top in purple. And that is what Susan's parents saw them in briefly when they peeked in to say good night. Nancy noticed Susan's fathers' looks at them, quick as it was. Susan brought up the subject though as they settled down in Susan's queen size bed. "What do you think of my dad?" "What do you mean?" Nancy asked cautiously. "Do you think he's hot?" "Well, yeah, I guess I do," Nancy admitted. Susan grinned. "I have a plot. But first..." And she kissed Nancy full on the lips. They resumed their lovemaking and were sometimes fairly loud as they got each other off several times. Nancy's dad couldn't sleep and had planned to sneak up to his daughter's door and try to hear anything that might be happening. He wasn't disappointed. This fueled his imagination for his daughter's best friend and even for his daughter. It was well past two a.m. when it was quiet in his daughter's bedroom and he finally went to his own bed. Meanwhile for an hour Susan and Nancy had whispered back and forth about their plan to seduce Nancy's father. This practically got them excited enough to start another round of lovemaking. But their exhaustion won out and they fell asleep in each other's arms around three a.m. Story For Amanda Part 2 - The Plan Nancy's mom figured that by noon she would wake up the girls. It had been a late night, but she didn't want them to sleep their whole Saturday away! "Girls? Time to show yourselves. It's practically after noon!" Groggy but wanting to make sure her mom didn't barge into her room, Nancy answered right away, "Ok, mom, we were just getting dressed." Then she turned to Susan and gave her a wakeup kiss. They cuddled and kissed for as long as they felt they could chance it, then reluctantly dragged themselves from Nancy's bed. They'd had quite a night. "Wanna have some fun today with my dad?" Nancy asked as soon as she saw Susan was really awake. "Yeah, like what could we do?" Susan was intrigued. Her heart skipped a beat or two. "You definitely should wear some of my clothes and me wear yours." "Ooooh," Susan responded. "And you should go without a bra and wear one of my sheerer tops," Nancy said. "Mom usually goes shopping on Saturdays, so we'll wait to unveil you until after she leaves. Put one of my sweat shirts on over the shirt." "Cool, and how about you?" Susan asked with a twinkle. "I know he loves to look at legs--he's definitely a leg man, so I'll wear a short skirt and some of your pantyhose. How does that sound?" "Yummy," Susan said. She was getting excited about this plan. She laid out some of her pantyhose and other clothes for Nancy and then she went to shower. Nancy now took the time to look through all of Susan's things. She had some very sexy stuff! She picked the pantyhose that were sheer and also had some of Susan's scent still lingering. Her head swam with the knowledge that she would be wearing something that had been so close to her best friend's pussy. They took turns in the shower and while Susan showered Nancy looked through Susan's sheerest clothes. She found a pink nylon top and tried it on. She was already excited about the plan, but she played with her nipples a little to see how they would look through the top. She was satisfied enough that she began to stroke her pussy as she looked at herself. This made her breasts swell and nipples harden even further. Susan caught a glimpse of this as she came back into the bedroom in her towel. She came up behind Nancy and pinched her nipples through the nylon. "Oh! I'm so sorry! I don't know what got into me!" faked Susan, "Come on, we've got to get out to breakfast before mom barges in here." Nancy let out a deep sigh and finished dressing in a pair of tight hip huggers and one of Susan's thongs. She loved how the thong felt and knowing it was not hers was even better. She made sure to watch Susan carefully put on her pantyhose. She noticed she went without panties. "Ok, and here's a sweat shirt for you until Mom leaves." "What's your dad doing today?" Susan asked. "I don't know but I'm sure we can change his plans," Nancy said. With a grin and a wink she was out the door. Susan followed watching her best friend's ass wiggle in Susan's favorite miniskirt. She was licking her lips as she left the bedroom. The girls made their entrance in the kitchen and began wolfing down some breakfast when Nancy's mother said, "Last call for anything you want from the store!" "You got my list?" Nancy asked. "Yes, dear, I'll see what I can find. Bye now! Your father's in the family room if you need anything." "Bye, Mrs. Boyd," Susan said innocently. "Bye, mom," Nancy said with a mouthful of cereal. She grinned at Susan after she had swallowed. "Ok, now we can go put on some cool looking makeup, maybe even a little perfume--but just a touch. We don't want to over power him." Nancy was still smiling. "This is gonna be so fun!" Susan said. She was still wired from the night before. Half an hour later the girls went looking for Nancy's father. They had put on some mascara and a little eyeliner, a touch of eye shadow and some barely pink lipstick. Just enough to accentuate their eyes and lips. In the end they'd decided against perfume, but had a little scented cream called 'Spice and Fire' that they'd put on their temples and wrists. "Whatcha doin?" Nancy asked as they entered the family room. Her father looked up. "Oh, hi," he seemed startled. The sight of these two made something start to stir between his legs. He remembered last night in great detail. "Oh, just looking over some pictures from last night's party." "Can we see?" Nancy asked. They came up on either side of him trying to get a peek. "No, these are part of a collection that some of my colleagues are putting together. That's what the party was about last night. You wouldn't be interested." "Oh, come on, let us see," Nancy pushed and they both sat down rather close to him on the couch. "No, I shouldn't. The collection isn't done yet, and besides, you're probably a bit young to look at these." That was the clincher. Now both the girls knew that they really wanted to see these pictures. They looked at each other for a second and then nodded their heads. "Well, if you don't let us see them we're just going to tickle you until you do!" And they attacked. They went for his waist first, with double barrels, and then moved up to his armpits. His daughter knew how ticklish he was, and Susan soon found out where his most sensitive spots were. He was already doubling over trying to protect himself. "Stop, please!" he got out between laughs and coughs. The girls were relentless, one of them snaking down to the floor and pulling off his shoes and socks. She tickled the bottoms of his feet mercilessly. He could hardly stand it now and was so out of breath he couldn't talk. Meanwhile Nancy and Susan both took every chance they could to squeeze his chest, to stroke his bare skin, or to brush against his swelling cock. "Ok!" he managed to say in a whisper because he was laughing so hard. Also he could tell that he was getting very excited; his cock was rock hard now, and he needed a time-out. The girls stopped and let him catch his breath. They stayed sitting as close to him as they could and kept rubbing his shoulders and chest to calm him down. He loved all this attention! After he'd caught his breath he said, "This is a collection of pictures of people who like to dress in really out-there costumes. Ok? You've got to understand that some of these are really out there. Ok?" Nancy had never heard her father be so defensive before. But she'd also never been so excited about being so close to him before either. She looked over at Susan who was intent on seeing what the pictures were all about. "Yeah, sure, Dad," Nancy said. Mr. Boyd opened the album and the girls moved in closer to look. Susan made sure her left breast touched Mr. Boyd's arm. Nancy let her hand rest on her father's leg. The first pictures were of garishly costumed men and women, all seemingly having a good time as they were being photographed. The costumes looked like they were out of some Halloween party scenario. Nancy urged her father to turn the pages. "Oooh, wow!" Susan gasped as they came upon a page where the costumes began to take a turn toward leather and metal. The women were dressed in tight fitting corsets that had harnesses and ringlets. The men were dressed in leather pants and masks. Susan responded by grabbing Nancy's father's other leg and squeezing. Nancy took the cue and moved her hand further toward her father's crotch. Mr. Boyd, aware of the effect these pictures were having on his daughter and her friend, turned the page. He shifted his position to let his hardening cock have some relief from the growing excitement of having these two young girls so captivated. "You like the costumes in these pictures?" Nancy's father said innocently. "Yeah, they're cool!" Susan said immediately. "Mmm, I like that one!" said Nancy, pointing to a black patent leather dress being worn by a redhead. "You know, I happen to have some of these 'costumes' that you could try on," said Nancy's father. "Wouldn't that be fun?" "But what about Mom?" Nancy immediately asked. "Well, we'd have to stop as soon as she came home, of course," Mr. Boyd winked and smiled. "Sure, we'd love to try on some of these," Nancy said with Susan's instant approval. "Ok, I'll go get the clothes," Nancy's dad said and smoothly slipped from between the girls to go upstairs. "Wow, this is better than I could have imagined!" Nancy said. "Yeah, what does he have for us to try on? Your dad is amazing!" Susan gushed. Mr. Boyd came down with a satchel of clothes and said, "Here, you two decide who should wear what. I think you both will look so good that I'm going to set up my camera so we can get some good shots of you two modeling. Your makeup could just use a little touch up for the camera." The two girls smiled at each other and took the satchel. When they came down made up, dressed, and ready for pictures, they were so excited. And so was Mr. Boyd. They had chosen complimentary outfits which they had helped each other put on. Susan wore a purple body leotard with matching thigh highs and heels. Nancy wore a frilly baby doll dress with pink opaque pantyhose and heels. They'd added some color to their lips and a little blush to their cheeks. But their excitement truly added more color everywhere. "Wow, you two look fantastic!" Mr. Boyd said as he got the camera ready. "Now, get close to each other." He snapped a few with them beside each other. "Now turn toward each other," and as he said this the night before flashed through his mind. "Put your hand on Susan's shoulder," he directed towards his daughter. "You can move closer if you need to." Nancy was obedient and brushed her thigh against Susan's leg. "Put your right hand on Susan's waist." This brought Nancy so close to her best friend that she could smell her excitement. She drew closer and gave Susan a kiss on her neck. "Good!" her father said. "Now bring your arms down behind her." As Nancy caressed Susan's ass, Susan let out a moan. She couldn't help but give Susan a kiss right in front of her father. "Ok, now let me get a few pictures of you and Susan," interrupted Nancy. "Um, ok, I guess," her father said reluctantly. As they embraced, Nancy snapped away. "Put your hands behind her and move them down from her shoulders," Nancy began to direct. Susan could feel Mr. Boyd's hardening cock as they drew together for the pictures. She automatically brought her hands over his ass and drew him close. "Good!" Nancy was directing. "Now move your hands to his crotch," she said. By now both Susan and Nancy's father were entranced. Susan grabbed his hard cock through his pants and began to work it. The phone rang. Nancy answered it as her dad and her best friend were getting more and more excited. "Hey, guess what? Mom isn't gonna be home ''til this evening. She ran into an old friend at the store and they decided to 'catch up' to night." "Then we can have our own party, can't we?" Nancy's father said as Susan was still rubbing his cock through his pants. He kissed her full on the lips as his hands were planted on her ass. Nancy made sure to get that kiss on film even though she was beginning to swoon from watching the two. Mr. Boyd drew Susan closer. She reciprocated by bringing her arms around him and grinding herself into him. She could feel his hard cock now against her tight hip huggers. When Mr. Boyd began kneading her ass this sent sparks into Susan's pussy. They kissed again, this time their tongues getting into the action. Nancy had put down the camera and was slyly stroking her right breast when she called out, "Hey how 'bout a family portrait?" "Mmmm, ok," Susan surfaced from her session with Nancy's dad with a secret thrill of knowing that their plan might be working! Mr. Boyd, dazed, said, "Well, ok." He readjusted his pants as best he could. "Why don't we start with you, Nancy, in front of your father, and you put your arms around her," Susan directed Mr. Boyd. Nancy could immediately feel his still hard cock and she was drawn close to him. "Good! Smile now." Nancy's breasts were still tingling and her fathers' arms brushed them into hardness. He made sure to move his arms around for the pictures. Then he brought his hands right up under them and let his thumbs continually come into contact with her nipples. They were pencil eraser hard. And he just kept playing with them as Susan kept taking pictures from all angles. Nancy began to move her legs and ass around to feel that hard member that was poking her. She snuck her hands down and lifted her skirt enough so that her father's cock lodged right into the crack of her pantyhose covered ass. Without panties on this felt heavenly, both to her and her father. They closed their eyes and began a sinuous dance. Susan even put on some music and sat down across from them to watch. She was still pretty worked up and began to stroke her pussy through her tight pants. The music filled the room. So did the smell of excitement. Without missing a beat Susan reached behind her and found her father's pants zipper. She slowly but surely pulled it down and carefully extracted his cock. Then she guided it back to between her legs. She spread her legs so that she could feel its full length. She moaned just as her father did. Nancy kept moving back and forth letting her father's cock rub all up and down her ass and even feeling it poke at her lower pussy lips. She stuck her right hand down the front of her pantyhose and felt how wet she was. She started rubbing her clit in time to the music. Susan noticed and she also timed herself to her best friend. Mr. Boyd was so close that he no longer cared that he was getting off on dancing with his daughter. When he opened his eyes and saw Susan playing with herself across the room, this brought him to the edge. He moved his hands down from Nancy's aching breasts and followed where her hands were. He guided one of her fingers into her pussy and pressed her ass into his cock. "I'm going to come!" he spilled out. His explosion came immediately and this pushed Nancy over the edge. She cried out with an intense orgasm that racked her whole body. It kept going, shuddering through her. Susan came right after that, the sight of her best friend and the smell of her heat pushing her to orgasm. The two collapsed on the couch both full of the shakes. Susan came over and lay with them. They were having quite the party. Nancy caught Susan's eye and winked. Her father was nodding off and shortly the two girls fell asleep also. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 6