Wet Dream 4

by Joanne

My love affair with my ten year old niece has become very intense since I first took away her virginity. We have been thrown together ever since her mother started to fuck her married employee and wants as much time together with him as possible. Julie has taken to sex in the way that both her mother and I did when we lost our virginity at about the same age. Her mother is just as enthusiastic a hetro as I am as a homo. We joke to each other calling each other the Bike and the Dyke. Like me she just can not get enough sex and has been fucking anything with a cock ever since. Julie, like us, wants to fuck all the time and at ten years old everything is new and exciting. She is constantly searching for new things.

It was playing with water sports that ended in me fucking her in the first place and so it is still a fundamental part of the fun we have together. Her mother is unaware that Julie is sexually active, or that she is lesbian, or that she is fucking strangers, or that she is excited by bodily fluids. In fact she is so obsessed with the latest man in her life that she is blind to everything else.

Julie plays on all those facts and demands money to spend overnight stays with me. This money is what she uses to buy sex equipment.

She has a mail order account with a major sex shop chain. I am used to finding parcels outside of my top floor flat, but I am on strict instructions not to open anything.

I came home one Thursday night to find Julie already in my flat and already naked. She is always desperate to get out of her school uniform and more especially her school knickers as soon as possible. I was slightly surprised for her to be there on a Thursday. "Mother has a business trip at the sea side and is staying there all weekend."

"With super dick Barry?" I asked

"Of course."

We spent the evening watching TV together as we often did. We are always naked. We cuddle and gently caress each other. She is very fond of my bush and never leaves it alone. This touching becomes intense two or three times in an average evening and ends in full blown sex.

The next morning was the usual sorting of breakfast and getting ready for school and work. I found a new item on the bed ready for me. It was small and plastic. Julie immerged from the bathroom. She was wearing hers. It was a very tight fitting plastic body suit. It was black and went from her neck the down to mid thigh. It was a second skin. Heat went instantly to my pussy.

"It is a struggle to get into. I will help you with yours," she said.

Mine was white, but otherwise the same. It stretched with a great deal of difficulty and was very difficult to get into. There were no holes in it at all, "How do I pee?" I asked.

Her voice went into male character, "That's the idea bitch," she said.

At first, it was difficult to move, but this got easier as the body sweated and lubricated the plastic. When we left the flat Julie was dressed in her school uniform. She even wore her knickers. My pussy wept a little to know that no one would know about the slut in their midst. I wore my usual thong and tights. I still wore my bra as well. Outwardly I was the usual office worker in a white blouse and a pinstriped pencil skirt.

The morning was not so bad. I was hot and sweaty but otherwise comfortable. Gradually though I stared to want to pee. There was no way that this would be possible. As the day dragged on I became less and less able to sit still and became more and more desperate. I well knew the exquisite torture that this is, but added to that was the horny thought that Julie was suffering too. My pussy wept into the plastic as I imagined Julie sitting in her pussy juices and sweat just as I was. I tensed and relaxed my encased thighs until I silently climaxed into my plastic shell. I nervously glanced around to see if any of my co workers had noticed anything, but none had.

When I got home Julie was waiting for me at the front door. She was moving from foot to foot. She kissed me and escorted me into the lift and up to the flat. She was rubbing my pussy and I was rubbing hers all the way up. We enjoyed the torture of it. We kicked off our shoes and climbed into the bath.

"Now," she said.

Still fully dressed we both let go. The hot fluid went up as well as down. It seeped out at our thighs and ran down our legs, wetting my tights. She then undressed me piece by piece. Finally, only the plastic skin was left. She peeled it down until my breast popped out. She licked and sucked the sweat off them. She continued to peel it off following it with her tongue. Then my bush appeared she sucked on it tasting my sweat, my pee and my cum juices with relish. She peeled it again and it finally fell into the bath. She spread my legs and lick my cunt out tasting the heady cocktail before filling it with fingers and fucking me out of my mind. I returned the favour in like manner before we finally turned on the shower and washed each other clean.

Saturday morning was a relaxed affair. We were up early, if you can call pottering about naked being up, because we never dressed in the flat. It was a sunny day and the temptation to visit the fountain was very strong. Both of us felt it and the conversation about our experiences in and around the fountain proved it. Julie didn't fancy getting into the fountain, but we decided that we would visit it to see what we could see.

We decided on the slutty look. It was the thong, mini skirt and crop top for Julie and the skin tight jeans with thong on view and braless crop top for me. I enjoyed the bounce of my braless tits and the effect on my nipples. The usual faces were there, the sisters and the fat woman. We chatted with them all, but we were looking for new meat as indeed were they.

We circled around until we found the angle we liked. We sat on a form next to one on each side of one of the mothers. We had seen a girl of about seven ran in and out of the fountain to this mother. The girl had curly hair or at least it was when it was wet, as it was now. Her little dress and panties were wet and dripping. The girl had stubbed her toe and was crying. Her mother took up the foot and kissed it better. I was treated to a very immature pussy stretched to its limits. I looked at Julie who licked her lips in a silence 'let my at her' expression.

The mother said to the girl, "Gosh you are wringing wet, you must be cold." As if to investigate that fact she felt all around the girl's bottom.

I wasn't sure if the act was motherly or sexual, but my pussy had made its mind up and flushed to prove it. Julie's expression took its own story.

"Do you come here often," I said, corny but accurate.

"On sunny days," she said. "I've seen you two here before."

"And we live in the same block." She said as an after thought.

"Oh, Good," I didn't know what to say.

"Your daughter is very pretty," she said.

"She's my niece, I'm gay" I said. "You must be straight or you wouldn't have the little one."

"I have often wondered..." she stopped in mid sentence.

"What have you wondered?" I asked. "Well not women...but maybe...well. She is lovely...your niece."

"Julie," I said, "She is called Julie and she likes women. If you know what I mean."

She reddened because she clearly did know what I meant. I looked her over, she was scruffy and she has clearly let herself go a bit. I could see that she was once good looking. Maybe getting pregnant be some horny scroat did that to her. I visualised her naked. I could imagine the slack belly and the veined tits. I imagined the hairy legs and the wild bush. I was surprised to feel the heat go to my pussy.

"Why don't you come up to the flat?" I said, "And get to know Julie a bit better." Julie smiled and laid a hand onto the woman's thigh. She reddened again.

"I don't know..." she said.

"Yes you do," I confirmed, "come on."

I stood up and started to walk towards our block. She stood up as well and said to the girl, "Come on Chelsea we are going for a visit."

The girl took hold of her hand and trotted along beside her.

Once in the lift Julie kissed the woman on the lips. She sighed her content and responded. Once into the flat Julie guided her into our bedroom. I knew how well Julie operated.

"Don't worry, I will get the Chelsea dry," I called out, but I suspected that she would have a mouthful of young pussy by then. In any case there was no reply.

I took Chelsea into the bathroom and stood her in the bath. "Let's get those wet clothes of you," I said.

She put her arms up to allow the removal of her dress, and stepped out of her knickers as soon as I pulled them down. I was almost afraid to look at the wonderful young innocent pussy, almost, but not quite. My pussy throbbed and my thong filled. I turned the shower on. "What is mummy doing in there?" she asked.

"She is having grown up fun with Julie..." I said. "...a bit like this."

The warm water cascaded down her boyish body.

I lathered her all over. Her hair, her shoulders, her tummy and back, her bottom, yes, her springy bottom, In between her legs, her thighs and then her anus and her pussy. She was entranced. I doubt if anyone has bathed her like this. I caressed her pussy spreading it and making sure.

Her eyes were shut and her face was flushed as she licked and re-licked her lips. I caressed her pussy faster and faster. Her little thighs shook and her breath came in gasps. I rinsed her off and put a big fluffy towel around her and hugged her. We went out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Her mother and Julie were both lay naked on the bed. The girl dropped the towel and jumped up to join her mother.

I was wrong about her mother. Her figure was big, but beautiful. Her bush was a mere landing strip and there was no sign of any other body hair. She was arm in arm with Julie and looking very pleased with herself. Chelsea was a bit jealous and climbed up on top. I stripped myself naked and was greeted by a gasp from the mother. I pushed her back and straggled her face cowgirl style. Julie filled her cunt with fingers and fucked her. The mother licked and slurped at my cunt all the way up to our climax. Chelsea was on all fours and was watching her mother's face closely. Julie was licking the little girl's pussy as she watched her mother getting fucked. She saw her mother's silent scream as she went through her orgasm and as I came all over her.

Gill, the mother, thanked us for the experience, "I don't know why I bother with men," she said as they left.

They only lived one floor down. They carried their clothes and walked home naked. Gill was more straight backed and proud than she was before. Her big beautiful bottom still had Julie's hand prints on it.