Author: The Naughty Gaffer brndtag at mcn.net.
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Title: Jennifer and Amber – The Pond  
Keywords: M/ff, nymphets
Summary: A picnic in a secluded glen by a warm-spring pond. You know where this will go.

I had dozed off one warm summer morning, sitting in my easy chair in a soft breeze. These conditions often bring Jennifer and Amber and they did this morning. Of course I was delighted but I was also surprised: my nymphets had often visited in the afternoon, in the evening and during the night. But never before lunch time.
Of course I found out why. As soon as I woke up and saw my darlings, Amber took my hand and yanked me out of my chair. “Come on, Uncle Grouchy,” she said. “We have to pack our picnic. We have a long way to go!”
I went out to the kitchen to pack a picnic as demanded. Amber was wearing a pair of cutoffs, a plain white T-shirt that was just a little tight on her, and a pair of sneakers and white socks. That was unusual; normally the girls came barefoot or in sandals. They had come in snowsuits and snow boots one time, a memorable and delightful day. Amber’s tiny breast nubs were pushing against her thin T-shirt and her nipples were delightfully obvious.
Jennifer was dressed similarly. Her T-shirt was a pale blue color and I was astonished to see the outline of her bra under it. “Jennifer,” I blurted out. “A bra?”
She hugged me quickly and whispered in my ear, “They’re so much fun to take off.” I nodded agreement.
We packed sandwiches, bottles of drinks and all the usual things. A few minutes later we were off. My pickup is old enough to have a bench seat and Amber was perched pleasingly between Jennifer and me. The girls are quite petite and I would have thought there was plenty of room, but somehow Amber’s bare thigh was pressed against mine.
We drove for an hour or so. Under the influence of the nymphet effect, I knew exactly where to drive although it was the first time I had seen this area. In fact, as I drove, I became more sure that this was the first time anyone had seen this area – that it was here just for us. The general area was familiar: the foothills north of our town. The area is a state park, heavily forested and dotted with lakes and streams. This is an area with heavy rainfall and the trees are maple, oak and beech. We have spectacular autumns and in summer the forests are beautifully cool and shady.
We parked in a clearing with a trail head. I took our basket and followed as my nymphets ran up the shady path. We walked for twenty minutes or so. That is, I walked for twenty minutes or so, perhaps a mile on the winding path. The fragrance was wonderful, the air warm and sweet, the trail rose slightly. My girls ran ahead and came back, their hair flying as they ran. They looked delightful – athletic, hearty, cheerful and incredibly inviting for love play.
The trail ended at a grassy meadow by a small pond. The trees opened out here along a ridge and we had a spectacular view across a large lake to beautiful forested hills. The sun shone bright and comfortable instead of being too hot. I walked over to the pond as Jennifer and Amber sat on the grass. They pulled off their shoes and socks, an activity that involved a lot of leg-waving and giggling. The leg-waving had my attention. I enjoyed the fact that their cutoffs were just loose enough that I could see their panties a bit. Amber was wearing white panties and Jennifer had pale blue panties.
When they were barefoot, my nymphets ran over to the pond and splashed in. I had taken off my own shoes and socks and I went in more slowly. Most of the ponds in this area are very cold, fed from underground sources and rain. I was surprised to find this pond was quite comfortable – cooler than a bathtub or a shower, but very pleasant. I would have called it tepid water for shaving or bathing; it was perfect for wading today. It was either a natural hot spring or a minor miracle and I was happy either way. Although natural hot springs can be dangerously hot, I knew that anything I found with Jennifer and Amber would be wonderful.
We waded in the clear water for a few minutes and then went back to our picnic basket. Jennifer and Amber are porcelain dolls with great appetites. I love to cook for them or prepare snacks for them. We did justice to the tasty food we had brought and then we sat under the mighty oaks for a while.
Jennifer and Amber are high-energy spirits, though, and they were soon running around the clearing again. Amber said, “Uncle Grouchy, may we please go swimming?”
“I don’t think you need my permission, ladies,” I answered. “But I didn’t bring a suit and I don’t think you did either.”
“Well, everybody at our place goes swimming naked, of course,” Jennifer said. “We only wear clothes to visit our uncles or to show them to each other. So let’s go skinny-dipping.”
In a moment, both T-shirts were lying on the grass. Both girls then opened up their cutoff shorts and peeled out of them. That left Amber in plain white panties and Jennifer in a pair of blue panties that matched her T-shirt and her small bra. Amber’s breasts of course were delightfully bare already.
Both girls hugged me and pulled my shirt off between them. I was lucky it was in one piece when they were done, they were so eager to help me. Before they could start on my shorts, I took Jennifer into a hug and patted her bottom. She put her soft arms around my neck. We kissed as she rubbed her breasts against my chest. “My bra is in the way,” she murmured.
“So it is,” I said. I put my hands up between her shoulders and opened her bra. She took her arms from around my neck, lowered them and stepped back for a moment. I slipped her bra down her arms and pulled it from between us.
Lowering my face, I kissed Jennifer’s milky white breasts, first left and then right. I licked each of her nipples as she giggled. Then she broke our hug and took Amber’s hand. They took a few steps away from me so I could see them well.
Jennifer turned Amber around to face her and away from me. She pulled Amber’s small white panties down from her bottom and caressed her friend’s bare bottom for a few moments. Then she knelt and pulled Amber’s panties the rest of the way down. Amber stepped out of them. She hugged her friend and they turned again. I had a glimpse of Amber’s smooth pubis and her little fold between her legs that I love to see. Now Amber pulled Jennifer’s panties down and caressed her lovely bottom, finally kneeling as Jennifer had done and pulling her panties all the way off.
Both girls came to me and I hugged their naked bodies to me. Amber’s breasts are smaller than Jennifer’s, just nubs really. Her nipples are as responsive and pleasing as her friend’s are, though. I kissed Amber’s breasts and gently tongued each of her nipples before I found myself being stripped of my own shorts and underpants.
It took a moment for my nymphets to negotiate my briefs past my erection. This is a moment I always enjoy, when my darlings are teasing me as they take my underpants off. It’s even better when they play with my penis as they did now. Each girl took a turn at feeling my erection and running her little hands over it.
Then they were running across the few yards of grass and splashing into the warm pond. I followed and I enjoyed the view of their marvelous young bodies as they trotted over the grass. Their legs and their bottoms were so beautiful, so cute and natural and free.
Jennifer appears to be fourteen and Amber appears to be twelve. They have no age, really, because they are spirits and not girls of the world we know. They had been virgins when I first met them and had the joy of initiating them into sex and love. That was a couple of years ago by now, but my nymphets appeared exactly as they had when I first met them – exactly as they have always looked, Amber told me once, and would always look.
Both of them are lovely and each is as lovely as the other. Jennifer is a bit taller, perhaps five foot two and her partner is just five feet. They are slender, with large eyes and high foreheads. Jennifer has red hair down to her elbows; her tiny pubic thatch is also flame-red and downy soft. Amber has shoulder-length blond hair and no body hair at all. If there is an area where one of them is more delightful than the other, it may be that Amber’s bottom is even more tempting for a spanking than Jennifer’s bottom. Since they are both wonderful, it’s hard to say if Amber’s bottom is actually better.
This day was not a spanking day. We swam in the warm water together. My darlings would dart away, splash together or flip their bare bottoms up as they went under water, then swim back to me for hugs. I kissed each of them as she would come to me or near me. The water was clear so I could see Jennifer’s and Amber’s bodies very clearly. I don’t know what warmed the water; it was gloriously soft and pleasant to float or swim in it.
We spent half an hour or so in the water. Jennifer and Amber eventually walked out of the water and onto the soft warm grass. They flopped onto their tummies and showed me their bare little bums. Their bottoms, pressed side by side as they whispered and giggled, were round and smooth. I knew how soft they would feel when I played with them in a few minutes.
I went over to my nymphets. “What do you want to do now?” I asked.
“We have some sunscreen in the basket,” Amber said. “Would you put on sunscreen for us?”
“Please, please, put sunscreen on us!” said Jennifer.
Now of course my nymphets’ skin was fair and lovely and it would stay that way even in the bright sun that now filled the glen by our pond. But this was my opportunity to caress my darlings’ wonderful bodies and delightful skin. I got the bottle and knelt beside Jennifer.
I rubbed the sunscreen between my hands and I began to massage it into her wonderful back. My girls whispered and giggled – I couldn’t really tell what they were saying but it was delightful just to listen to them. I smoothed sunscreen into Jennifer’s bare shoulders and I worked my way down slowly. I spent a lot of time on her bottom. I love cupping her little bottom cheeks in my hand and caressing down between her thighs to her vagina. I also enjoyed rubbing down her legs and finally her tiny feet.
“She’s had her turn”, Amber said petulantly. “Now give me some big love.” I complied at once, working sunscreen into Amber’s lovely body as I had done with Jennifer. My erection rubbed against Amber as it had rubbed against Jennifer at times.
When I finished Amber’s sunscreen, I found myself pulled down onto my back between my girls. Their hair was now soft and dry. They pressed their smooth bare bodies against my nakedness. Jennifer focused on kissing me and caressing my chest. Amber was paying attention to my belly and especially to my penis.
You would expect teen girls to be rather put off by the body of a man my age. It was part of the nymphet effect that my body reverted to the healthy figure I had been as a man of thirty or so. I didn’t revert to being a teenager but I did have the appearance and the vigor of a man less than half my age. And of course I sustain an erection worthy of a … well, of a story like this. My nymphets seem to really like my body, anyway.
My hard-on was all the stronger for Amber’s soft touch and giggling encouragement. I was able to get an arm around each naked nymphet and stroke their flanks as they played with me. Now it was Amber kissing me and stroking my chest while Jennifer played with my erect penis.
I had reached a point where I wanted to concentrate on one of my sweeties. Jennifer and Amber don’t seem to have any element of envy or rivalry between them, but I still always feel a little funny when I select one girl to share sex first. Today it was Amber. I turned on my side and wrestled her onto her back between Jennifer and me. Lying pressed against Amber, I kissed her breasts as I grazed my fingers up her bare thighs. I brought my hand to her pubic mound and caressed her smoothness. I stroked across her pubic fold and then gently placed my fingers in the fold to caress her clitoris. Amber rewarded my touches with moans and gasps and by spreading her legs. I got a couple of fingers into her vagina and caressed her clitoris and her vagina. I moved my fingers more firmly and quickly as Amber became more enthused.
Amber practically pulled me between her legs. The grass beneath us was as smooth and soft as a nice bed. I lined up my penis and put it to her vagina. Amber pushed herself at me, arching her back and pushing her vagina onto my penis. This moment of first entry is such a thrill. Amber and Jennifer are so tight, so young and fresh, that each penetration is as pleasing as the time when they were both eager virgins. Hot, wet, tight, wild bucking, tight hugging – it was a wonderful coupling. I spent myself after five or seven minutes or so, a long and marvelous time leading to a bursting orgasm that Amber shared loudly.
We spent several minutes in a complex tangle of my legs, Amber’s arms, Jennifer’s legs, blond hair and red hair and small breasts and nub breasts. I always loved the glow after sex with my darling wife and I still love it with my nymphet girls.
After ten minutes or so of shared cuddling, my erection was as strong as before and Amber pushed Jennifer between our naked bodies. Part of my pleasure with my girls is their own pleasure in our shared love and sex, so it’s important that I please Jennifer as any woman. I caressed her soft red pubic hair and her fold. Much as I had with Amber, I stroked her legs and her bare vagina, I eased my fingers inside and I worked on her clitoris as I nibbled on her breasts and I drew each of her nipples into my mouth in turn. When she was at her greatest arousal, I moved between her spread thighs and enjoyed the sight of her moist lips for a few moments. I took my penis in my hand and I pushed into Jennifer’s soft wet heat. Again I thrilled to the pressure as I pushed in against her tightness. I pushed in and out as Jennifer whispered encouragement to me and Amber told her friend how pretty she was and how much she like to watch Jennifer having fun.
We shared another skyrockets-and-lightning orgasm. I lingered with my cock still inside Jennifer’s vagina for a while and then eased out. For the first time, I saw my girls put their clothes back on and I dressed myself. Somewhere on the way home, though, while I was watching traffic, I looked back over and found they had returned to their own place.