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 I got to sleep that night, and I knew I'd probably be able to do it again, since it was so easy the first time. That day we were going to go swimming in the indoor pool. As you can tell, my cousins were very wealthy. Mom was wearing her usual small blue bikini, and once again, her nipples stuck out like mad. I pulled up the little revealing white trunks she had gotten me. Before now, I hadn't really cared for another pair, since mom and I had swam naked lately.
Aunt Hanna was wearing a skin-tight 1 piece. Her nipples were even more obvious than my own mother's. This trait was very herreditary; because looking from cousin to cousin, each one had big protruding nipples. And aunt Hanna's friend, Gretta, was a shade of Latin, and had short dark brown hair. It wasn't quite down to her shoulder, and was put up into a ponytail. She had smaller, semi droopy C breasts, a normal, semi saggy ass, and a flat, yet un-muscled stomach. Her nipples were not protruding, but she looked pretty hot in her 2-piece tan colored bikini anyways. She hadn't even been in the water yet.
Connie was wearing a yellow and green bikini, and her bottoms were thong, revealing her tight little ass. Cynthia's breasts were only contained at a small area around the nipple by the tiny red suit she was wearing, and like Cynthia, her butt was very visible from the tiny thong bottom. You might guess that Karen's suit was similar, but Karen apparently forgot her suit at home. She was wearing a tight tank top, and some tiny sport shorts as a bottom. Her nipples were visible through the cotton, color and size because she was already wet.
This was nice. This was very, very nice. As it had when I went swimming with mom, my erection became largely visible soon after I got wet. Aunt Hannah left, to go heat up the sauna. I was left with my 3 hot cousins, and my sexy lover mom who was sun bathing and chatting with Gretta. Some of Gretta's dark brown pubic hair was poking out the sides of her suit. I noticed a similar effect befalling Aunt Hannah.
It seemed that my cousins were brushing 'accidentally' against Little Peter every chance they got, but Little Peter and I didn't mind in the slightest, in fact, Little Peter seemed to enjoy it excessively. We went through this trend a few more times, until I "had to go to the bathroom." After I was done taking care of myself, I went back. Turns out they had all gone to the sauna.
When I got there, there were no seats left, and everyone was sitting on someone's lap, except Gretta and my mother. Gretta politely stood up, and let me take her seat. But luckily, my loyal mother wouldn't dream of making her stand. I had the privilege of having a 30-year-old woman sit with my cock positioned between her asscheeks. She obviously became more attractive to me after that moment. She tried to be inconspicuous about it, but she was definitely pushing up and down on my rod. I obliged her by pushing back, humping into her ass, inconspicuous to anyone who was watching, but obvious to her.
She became less inconspicuous, and my mother noticed. She winked at me, letting me know she had. She asked my aunt, whose lap was a seat to Connie, if she'd like to go get some drinks. This suggestion was tempting enough to make everyone leave. Except Gretta, and me that is. As soon as everyone was gone, she got off of me and I yanked down her bikini bottoms. She turned around and yanked down mine.
She bent over and put her hands on the seat across from me, presenting herself. I shoved my dick deep inside her, and began pumping. She pushed back hard, loving every second. Her pussy was very tight for an older woman, and she was going to make me climax sooner than expected. Her cries of ecstasy weren't helping to prolong my ejaculation. Soon I erupted, pulling out and letting loose onto her back. She then jumped in the water to clean herself off. When she ascended the steps out of the water, low and behold, her nipples were hard and poking out, begging to be freed.
When we got inside, my aunt, who had just started making burgers for lunch turned to us, "Wow, you two look tired, you really shouldn't stay in the sauna that long, you could overheat or dehydrate." I couldn't help cracking a smile. I may have dehydrated, but Gretta surely didn't.
But I wondered... If they all have super hard nipples, which are big and obvious to all, then how can they not notice each other? I looked around, and realized I was wrong. No, not wrong about them all having hard nipples, wrong about them not noticing. I noticed many glances from one woman towards another's chest. Damn, this replenished my arousal.
After lunch, everyone spreaded out and were going to go about daily activities. But, everyone had to change into their own clothes, first. We all changed in our bedrooms, which meant I got to change with Cynthia, Karen, and Connie. Karen decided she would just wear what she had for the rest of the day. Connie untied the back of her bikini and her perky B tits let out a sigh of relief. Oh God were they nice. Cynthia untied her own, dropping out one juicy pair of tits. I can tell you, I had an extreme urge to suck those big puffy nipples.
Then, It was the moment of truth. I dropped my own trunks and my extremely hard erection popped out like a happy puppy. I took my time pulling on my boxers, hoping this little show might get me closer to those perky tits and those luscious nipples. They then began to reveal their naked asses and... Oh God... glisteningly soaked pussies. I could actually see a drop of precipitation come out of Cynthia's. Cynthia had a nice trim, so that all her pubic hair was behind the bikini, and Connie was completely shaven.
Cynthia took a look at her pubic region and said, "Wow, completely shaven huh? Do the guys like that better, you think?"
Connie replied with sexy rolling eyes, "I don't know, but we got one in the room, lets ask him, shall we?"
I looked nervous at first, I'm sure, but I controlled myself, played it cool. But I did think it through, I wanted to be honest, yet not offend either of them. Now that I thought about it, I liked them both. So I phrased my answer as, "honestly, not only do I like trimmed and clean shaven, but hairy pussies can be sexy too. I guess they glorify in their own positions, but right here, both of you naked in front of me, I'd have to stay neutral." To tell the truth, I was leaning towards clean-shaven, but I can bend the truth a little.
We finished getting dressed without incident, and went wherever we were going. I was wearing a baggy pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and it seemed that all the women had packed for inside clothes were sundresses. I'm not sure about the rest of them, but Connie and Cynthia weren't wearing underwear. Based on the fact that I could still see all of their nipples, I'm guessing they followed the same trend, though I couldn't guess about the whereabouts of their panties. Most of the sundresses were long, all the way down to the ankles, but Aunt Hannah's was mini, and the curves of her ass pulled it up even more. She, I could tell because I stared every time she bent the slightest bit over, was also not wearing panties.
Her pussy was also juicy, and the lips seemed almost as tight as the lips on Gretta. I can't believe that Gretta and Hannah haven't been continually banged into looseness, but I prefer tightness anyways. I sat down and watched TV with Hannah, Gretta, and Karen. As Hannah was flipping through the channels they got on their 'Hollywood Hotel Satellite TV' she landed on the 20 or so channel series that was completely devoted to porn. One of them was just starting. "Eh, nothing else is on, anyways," said aunt Hannah. Damn I loved this family.
"Seduction Delivered" cheesy title, but I still wanted to watch.
It started out with a pizza delivery boy wearing ridiculously tight jeans and no shirt under his work shirt. He had long hair and a hat on backwards. He brought up the pizza, and rang the doorbell. Answering it was a foxy redhead, mildly resembling my mother, but with big fake breasts. She was wearing a tiny black lacy nightie, and her nipples and pubic strip were clearly visible. Her pussy hair was arranged the same way as Cynthia's. I wasn't really paying attention to the dialogue, it was really pretty boring, but it ended basically, by her inviting him inside and sucking his dick. Eventually, he stuck his cock in her.
By this time, Hannah was grinding her crotch into the arm of the couch, and Karen had her hand down her shorts. Gretta was trying to not look to obvious, and was digging her foot into her crotch. I looked helpless, my cock booming in my pants, begging to be touched. I looked helplessly at aunt Hannah. She saw my pain, thank God.
She stood up, faced us all, and made an announcement; "I can see we're all in pain, especially Peter, since we would all be able to tell what he was doing. I declare we can all freely masturbate, without any criticism or disgust from anyone else!" Disgust? Criticism? Aw, screw it, I'm not going to object to something like that! She was probably talking about herself anyways.
She went around and locked both doors that went into the room. (It was cool that they had locks on both sides of every door in the house.) She then lifted her short sundress all the way over herself, revealing the huge tits I had longed to see. They were huge, obviously sagged a bit since they were real, and to emphasize that even more, one seemed the slightest bit bigger than the other. It wasn?t very noticeable, not a cup size or anything. They were just a little shaped differently, just how most real boobs are.
I also remembered that she was completely unshaven. Her pubic hair was cut a little shorter in some places, it seemed, but she definitely hadn't had a 'haircut' in a while. Gretta, somewhat hesitantly, followed suit, revealing her average body, and tight, lately penetrated vagina. He hadn't noticed before, since he fucked her from behind, but her pubes were even longer and plentiful than Hannah's.
Karen proceeded to pull down her own shorts, revealing pubic hair, trimmed just like the woman in the movie's and Cynthia's, and then pulled off her top giving me a good look at the shape, and size of the breasts. They were mostly how they had seemed through the wet tank, though, so it didn?t seem like as much of a new experience.
I pulled my own pants and boxers down to my ankles, setting Willy free. And damn could that thing jump. It seemed as if it were even bigger than it usually was. Hannah?s enormous jugs probably induced that. Then we all put our hands were they belonged and turned our attention back to the TV screen.
Now it was showing the pizza guy leaving, pants still down, with a big smile on his face. The camera went over and through the hot chick's window, where it showed her with a hand between her legs, talking on the telephone. She was ordering from a 'soul food' restaurant or so it seemed. It went straight to the next scene where a black man in a suit and slacks pulled up in a black sports car. He got out, holding some unrealistic doggie bag. When he pulled up, the woman in her robe pulled the same act she pulled with the pizza guy. Eventually, she had his dwarfingly big black cock halfway down her throat. She sucked with the same skill, technique, and finesse that my own mother sucked with. Soon he was getting her face and hair sticky with his jism. Next think I knew, she was mounting his glistening spire. The first breast-jiggling scream she let out was enough to make me cum myself. I came all over my own stomach and hand. I noticed that the women were watching me more than the TV. That was a relief; I thought the big black cock might make my own look small.
I finished up coming again, and soon after, the other three members of my porno-watching group finished themselves off also. By the time the porno was over, it was time for Hannah to start dinner. We were having steak, and she was going to need time to make it.
 I'm a twenty-four-year-old grad student and my sister Rose is just over 18. We both live at home with mom and stepdad in a really big and really old 2-family house. Rose and I share the upstairs unit which consists of 2 bedrooms, a living room area and a full kitchen and bath. There's a 2nd doorway between Rose's room and the bath. It's a door we never actually use; in fact it was painted shut long before either of us were even born. The door itself is original to the house, with an antique glass doorknob and big old keyhole. Thank god it never occurred to my sister to cover up that keyhole...
About three years ago, my stepdad evicted the tenants they rented the upstairs apartment to so I might have 'a place of my own' to live after college. Well, that place of my own never came to be; my little sister Rose had campaigned fiercely for half the space and beat my parents down. I didn't have too much of a problem with it; Rose and I got along really well and had lived together growing up, so...we laid down some ground rules when I moved back home and we've shared the place ever since.
I never noticed the keyhole in the door between her room and the bathroom; I wasn't living at home when my dad had the upstairs renovated or when Rose moved her stuff up.
She had a big queen bed with a large wooden headboard that almost hid the fact that there was a door there at all. The bathroom side of the door always had bathrobes, towels, etc hanging on clothes hooks that covered the doorknob (yeah, sharing a bathroom with my sister was sometimes a bit of a drag); I guess I knew it was there but it never really registered. Until one day she asked me to help re-arrange the furniture in her room. I bitched and moaned about it but really I was happy to help. We moved her bed up against the opposite wall from where it used to be; there was the door! Still, I really didn't give it a second thought. I hung up a full length mirror on it for her; she said the door looked stupid there, and the mirror mostly hid the door for a second time. But not that keyhole.
Just a few nights after that, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I opened the bathroom door and before I could flip on the light switch I noticed a laser-thin beam of light entering the darkened bathroom from the other bathroom door--from my sister's room. I stopped dead in my tracks. Hey...I thought to myself. I wonder...I left the light off and walked over to the keyhole. Bending down, I placed my eye directly over the small opening. I felt a shock of devilish delight as I scanned the entirety of my sister's bed, directly facing me across the room. Rosie wasn't in it, but I could see all four corners, all of her stuffed animals and the end table in the corner.
Wicked thoughts entered my head and I found myself squeezing my dick through the towel I was wearing. 'C'mon, Pete; you wouldn't peep in on your own sister, would you?' I asked myself. 'You know Pete,' I replied, 'I think I just might!' Before I could continue with this inner debate, Rose crossed in front of the mirror and quickly out of sight again. My heart stopped and I couldn't breathe. Then, once again, she entered my line of sight. Well, the inner debate was over. The verdict was in: I was peeping on my sister!
No question: Rosie was a hottie. She was wearing white cotton panties, a white tank top and was clearly bra-less. That had never been a big deal; her generous 36-C boobs were something I always teased her about when we were younger, but I saw her in extra-casual mode around the place all the time so seeing her bra-less was nothing new. But there was something about seeing her this way, through the keyhole...I couldn't take my eyes off of her gorgeous cans. She grabbed a hair brush from her make up table and began brushing out her long blonde-ish hair in the mirror I had hung on the door. I was terrified that I might be found out...she was about 5 feet away! She would see me staring! She would know! But no. She had no clue. She just kept brushing her hair with a distant look on her face.
When she gathered her hair back to pin it up for the night, it looked as though her tits were just inches in front of my face. After years of keeping my brotherly cool, the man in me could finally stare right at those beauties and not catch hell. My hand went for my cock again. I looked down across her flat, tanned teen-aged stomach and found a new sight to obsess on: the panties that covered her pretty little cunt They looked so soft and clean and barely concealed the treasure within. I could make out the shape of her pussy lips and her inner thighs were flawless. When she sat down on the edge of her bed to click on the tv, I watched her titties jiggle and continued jerking my cock. She spun around and sat cross legged on her bed facing the television, and I scanned her long, lean, 18 year-old legs as they passed my view. She was completely oblivious to the fact that someone was watching her every move. I was furiously working my dick. WOW, I thought. What have you stumbled across here, dude! I turned on the shower and got in. Jerking off furiously, I tried for a second to think of anything other than my sister's beautiful tits, luscious legs and the crotch of those panties. I failed and went with it.
In the months that followed, I found my self slowly and subtly changing my schedule so that I might be in the bathroom when Rose was in her bedroom, wether early in the morning or later at night; even during the day if she were just hanging out. I had to be careful, though--this was a goldmine I did not want to ruin. I suppose I felt guilty about it from time to time when thinking about it too much, but the intense boners I got when gazing through that keyhole erased all sense of shame from my mind.
Most of the time I saw nothing much--Rosie sleeping, completely obscured by blankets; Rosie talking on the phone with her new boyfriend Kevin; Rosie watching TV or doing homework. But I got a charge out of these harmless scenes, too. My sister's body continued to invade my thoughts. I wasn't dating anyone and found that whenever I masturbated, the fantasy woman was always her. I tried to think of former conquests, but I couldn't. In my dreams it was Rose fucking me. Rose sucking me. Rose beating me off. It got slightly difficult just to interact with her at home as we normally would; memories of the secret forbidden shows played over and over in my mind. It would soon get worse.
Many more sneak-peeks sessions came and went; still most of them consisted of really mundane scenes of TV watching, homework, or an empty bed. But I was obsessed. My first big treat came in the second month. One Friday night, my parents were out of town, and I was going out with some friends. Rosie had invited Kevin over to watch a movie. She asked me when I might be getting home, and I was n
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