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Subject: {ASSM} Lady Guinevere Chapter 5 (MF FF mf ff fant rom 1st teen cons inc bro sis oral)
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of the author. Any reposting or reproduction is strictly
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author. (C)2004 By:Dark Vision.

The contents of this story are fictitious. Any similarity
to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sex. It is intended
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The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@gmail.com

Chapter - Five

When I woke up the next morning, my crotch was sore.  I
lay still and rethought the events of the night before,
remembering what Mom and Dad had said.  It finally dawned
on me that Mom had started her sexual experiences at about
the same age I was.  I also began to wonder if I was
normal.  While I was curious about sex, I had no desire to
do any more than what I had been doing.  I found great
satisfaction in exploring my body and really enjoyed the
climaxes I could provide myself.

I got up, went to the bathroom and took a shower.  All of
the activity the night before made me sweaty, and my hair
was a real mess.  After I finished in the bathroom, I
wrapped a towel around myself and went back to my room to
dress.

After putting on my blue panties and bra, I stepped into a
pair of tight short-shorts and pulled on a tank top.  The
top's shoulder straps weren't wide enough to cover my bra
straps, but the color matched and I didn't care.  I left my
room and went to the kitchen for breakfast.

My parents were sitting at the table, reading the paper
and drinking coffee.  Mom asked how I slept and I told her
I slept just fine.  It was hard to look directly at my
parents and I avoided eye contact.  While I sat across from
Mom, eating my cereal, I couldn't help but recall the image
of her with Dad's cock in her mouth.  After finishing my
breakfast, I took care of my dishes and went outside.

Trying to avoid being obvious, I inspected the glider for
traces of my parents' lovemaking.  I noticed a small spot
on the cushion and giggled, knowing what caused it.

Cindy got to my house at about eleven and we went to my
room to change into our suits.  I took out the only two-
piece that still fit me and tossed it onto the bed.  Cindy
pulled her suit out of her beach bag and dropped it next to
mine.

"Do you want me to go change first?"  Cindy asked.

"We don't have to do that, we can change right here.
After all, we do it at school everyday in PE."

Cindy nodded and we began to undress.  She proudly showed
me the new bra and panty set her mom had bought her,
commenting on the fact it was a real bra.  I glanced at her
new underwear and noticed that they were still cotton,
unlike the nice nylon ones that Mom got for me.  I couldn't
help looking at her when she was naked, remembering the
brief exchanged my parents had about my aunt.

Once we had our suits on, we went out to the pool and
stretched out in the sun.  Every time I glanced at the
glider, I felt my vagina tingle.  Several times I giggled
and Cindy asked what was so funny.  Even though I wanted to
tell her about what I had seen, I just put her off.

After warming ourselves in the sun, Cindy and I jumped
into the pool and splashed one another for a few minutes.
Mom came out to the pool and called for me to get out so
she could talk to me.  I went to the shallow end of the
pool and stepped onto the tile that circled it.  I stood
there dripping and Mom's eyes traveled from my chest to my
crotch and back.

"We're going to have to get you a new suit, Jen," Mom
said.  "That thing barely covers you anymore."

I looked down and saw that the dark skin of my areolas was
visible along the top edges of my top.  I pulled it up, but
that only exposed the bottoms of my boobs.  When I looked
lower, I could see my pubic hair curling around the edges
of my bottoms.  I hooked my fingers into the suit and
pulled it into place, covering my exposed hair.

"I guess so, Mom.  This is getting pretty small."

"I think the problem is you're getting bigger," she said,
pointing at my breasts.

"I don't think getting boobs is a problem, Mom."

"No, it's not and you know darn well that's not what I
meant.  We will go shopping this weekend and get a new one
for you before your cousin gets here.  You wouldn't want
him to see you running around like that, would you?"

I shook my head no, but in the back of my mind I found the
idea exciting.  Cindy was still at the opposite end of the
pool and out of range to hear Mom and I talking.

"Mom, do you think that when we go shopping for a new
suit, I can get some thong panties too?  Some of the girls
at school wear them so their panties don't show through
their clothes."

Mom didn't say yes or no to my request.  She just shook
her head, told me she'd see me later and walked away
chuckling.  I told Cindy I was going to lie in the sun and
she got out of the pool to join me.  I stretched out on my
stomach and Cindy started to giggle.

"Your suit looks like Mary Jo's panties, Jen.  It's all
stuck in your butt."

I reached behind me, ran my hand over my ass and felt my
exposed butt cheeks.  After tugging the suit over my ass, I
folded my arms under my head.

"This suit is too small," I said.  "My mom is going to
take me shopping for a new one before my cousin gets here
on Wednesday."

"The same guy that was here last year?"  Cindy asked.

"Yeah, he and my aunt are going to be here for a week,
just like every year."

"That's cool.  Your cousin is hot."

"My cousin is a spoiled brat, Cindy.  He is so into
himself."

"I still think he's cute."

We stayed in the sun for another hour and then decided to
get something to eat.  We went to the kitchen, made
sandwiches and sat at the table to eat.  Eddie came out of
his room, asked where our parents were and told me he was
going to his friend's house.

"Have you ever wondered what it's like to kiss a boy?"
Cindy said between bites of her food.

"Sure, I think about it.  Do you?"

"I never did before, but lately it's about all I think
about."

"I think about it a lot too," I confessed.

"Would you let a boy put his tongue in your mouth when you
kissed him, you know, French kiss."

"Yeah, I guess so.  You?"

"Um, hum, I would really like to know what it's like.
You're lucky, if you want to kiss a boy, you always have
Eddie."

"CINDY!  He's my brother.  I can't kiss my brother, that's
sick!"

"Hey, he's cute and he's a boy."

"Stop talking like that, Cindy.  Brothers and sisters
don't do that kind of thing."

"That's what you think, Jen.  I know for a fact that
brothers and sisters kiss...and a lot more."

"You're just saying that," I said in disbelief.  "No girl
would do that with her brother!"

"Would too."

"Would not!"

"Would too, and I can prove it," Cindy said.  "I'll bet
you that brothers and sisters kiss."

"What do you want to bet?"

"I don't know, but I'll think of something.  Ask your mom
if you can spend the night at my house tonight and I'll
prove it.  Then we can settle our bet."

"I'll ask her, but we haven't bet anything yet.  What do
you want to bet?"

"I told you, I'll think of something."

My parents came back from their shopping trip and Mom told
me she had something for me.  Cindy and I followed her to
my room and she pushed the door closed.  Mom handed me a
bag and sat on the edge of my bed as I peered in to it.

I pulled out a new bathing suit, held it up and squealed
out my delight.  The new bikini was one that I would have
picked out for myself, and I thought Mom would have
disapproved of.  The top was two triangles of thin material
that rode on a thin strap and had to more straps to tie
around my neck.  The bottoms of the bikini consisted of
equally thin fabric with some additional material in the
gusset.  It tied in place with thin bands of cloth too.

Without thinking about the fact Mom and Cindy were in my
room, I stripped off my old suit and put on the new one.
The bright yellow suit contrasted nicely with my dark
tanned skin.  I stood in front of my full-length mirror,
and tugged and pulled at the suit until I had it in place.
The bottoms of the bikini tied high on my hips and made my
legs look longer than they really were.  The top covered my
breasts completely, if I wanted it to, but could be
scrunched up to expose more skin.

Mom reached into the bag and produced a matching sarong.
She handed it to me and I quickly tied it in place.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."  I giggled.  "It's just
perfect.  I couldn't have picked out a nicer suit myself."

Mom grinned as I hugged her and thanked her again.  She
got up to leave and said, "There's more in the bag for you."

I grabbed the bag off my bed, gripped the bottom and
poured the contents on my bed as Mom left, laughing.  Both
Cindy and I stood staring at the pile of thong panties that
came out of the bag.

"Your mom really bought these for you, Jen!"  Cindy said
as she stretched a black thong between her hands and held
it up.

I was as surprised as my friend was and could only nod my
head in response to her question.  I sorted through the
sexy thongs, noticing that they would match the bras Mom
and I bought on our last shopping trip.

Among the underwear was another bathing suit, this one a
red two piece that was much more conservative.  The top was
designed to cover my breasts completely and the bottoms
were boyshort style.  Even though I liked the yellow bikini
better, I also was fond of the other suit.

"This one will be great for the water park," I said.  "It
won't get ripped off when I go down the slide."

Cindy sat on my bed, sighed and said, "Your mom is just
too cool, Jen.  I think my mom would kill me if I ever
suggested buying things like this, especially the thongs."

"You can wear a pair of mine if you want to, Cindy."

"Really!  Oh thank you so much.  Now all I need is a
boyfriend to wear them for."

We both laughed and left my room.  I noticed that my new
suit exposed some skin that was previously covered and I
wanted to even my tan.  As we walked through the living
room, Dad looked up from his paper and let out a low wolf
whistle.

"DADDY!"  I yelled at him.

"Sorry honey, I couldn't help it.  You look so grown up
and very sexy.  Did you like the other things too?"

I could feel my face heat as I realized that he was with
Mom at the store and knew what Mom had bought for me.  I
covered my face with my hands, screeched and ran out to the
backyard, with Cindy right behind me.

As I went through the door, I could hear both of my
parents laughing.

"I am so embarrassed," I said as I sat on the blanket
Cindy and I were using to sun on.

"I think it's cute," Cindy giggled.  "I wish my dad though
I was sexy.  The only thing I ever hear from him is 'You're
not going out of the house dressed like that young lady!'
or, 'Do you have to dress like a slut?'  I get so tired of
it I could scream."

"Do you think I dress like a slut?"  I asked.

"No, not at all.  You always dress really cool.  It's just
my dad.  If he had his way, I'd be wearing baggy jeans and
long-sleeved tops all the time," she said sadly.  "I can't
wait until I'm old enough to move out."

"That really sucks, I'm not sure I want to stay at your
house tonight.  What would he say about me?"

"It's okay, he's out of town and won't be back until
Monday.  Mom's pretty cool, at least when my dad's not
around."

Cindy and I lay in the sun, turning every fifteen minutes
or so.  I thought about the difference between my parents
and the parents Cindy described.  My parents were kind of
strict, but nothing like what Cindy told me about her dad.
I mean, after all, Mom had given me more information about
sex than I could have imagined and I got to see my parents
making love, even if they weren't aware I was watching.

A couple of hours later, I was startled by my brother's
voice.

"Holly crap, Jen!  Where did you get that suit?  Do Mom
and Dad know you're wearing it?"

I looked up at my brother, giggled and said smugly, "Yes,
they know.  They bought it for me."

"No way!  Dad would never let you have a suit that was so..."

"So what?"

"So, um, sexy."

I sat up and got to my feet.  I turned slowly, letting
Eddie get a good look at my bikini and giggled.

"Do you really think it's sexy?"

Eddie swallowed hard, nodded his head and then headed into
the house.

"You are so bad, Jen," Cindy giggled.

"What?"

"You know what!  I saw what you just did, showing off for
your brother."

We giggled and decided to go ask Mom about me spending the
night at Cindy's house.

Mom told us it was okay with her and Cindy called home to
ask her mom if I could come over for the night.  After she
hung up, Cindy told me it was okay and her mom was even
going to order pizza.  Mom took me aside and suggested I
take my other new suit to Cindy's and I agreed.

Back in my room, Cindy and I changed into street clothes.
I threw a few things into a bag and we left.

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