Mom's Towel 3

Note : This story is completely fictional! Never try to do it in real live!

"Hey," Natalie inquired as she got up, "does anyone want some soda?"
Almost immediately Kim and Mark chimed in, "Yeah, mom."
"Okay then, I'll be right back," she said as she started for the
kitchen.

Tammy ran toward Natalie. Grabbing her arm caused Natalie to stop
abruptly and she was grazed on her thigh by the girl's prickly bush.
"Do you have any ginger ale?" Tammy asked as she put her arm around
Natalie's waist.
"Sure, sweety," Natalie answered as she cupped the girl's vaginal
mound. Together they went to the kitchen. All the while Natalie kept her hand on Tammy's mound and felt the undulations as she walked.
Mark had seen what had gone on and remarked, "Gee, mom's sure
frisky. Ain't she, Kim?"
"Oh that? I really didn't notice," Kim replied looking at her brother's flacid penis. As she stared at it, she slipped her hand
toward it. Sparking it back to full erection didn't take long. Moving her head toward it, she looked up at Mark. "Do you mind?"
Seeing no objection she licked the head of his penis, sending a shiver throughout his body, and slowly swollowed the full shaft.
As his sister tightened her lips on his hardened shaft, he slipped
a hand toward her pussy. Ever so gently he rubbed her mound, slid his
finger slowly down the slit, and pumped his finger into his sister.
This caused her to pump her mouth faster on his shaft whereby he
jerked his finger quickly against his sister's vaginal walls, impaling
it deeper with each stroke. This caused her to sigh in escatasy.
Unable to hold back any longer Mark erupted his hot cum into her mouth
and she had no choice but to swollow all of it. Within seconds of his
ejactualation she let his finger feel her warm cum.
Tammy returned to the living room with a tray of soda as Natalie
set some popcorn on the coffee table. Looking over at her children,
she commented, "Geez, leave them alone for minute."
Embarrassed, Kim looked up at her mother. "I didn't . . ."
"Hey," Natalie answered quickly, cutting her off, "I don't care,
honey." Thinking a minute, she had a real sexy thought. Taking a 
handful of popcorn she laid down on the floor and cascaded the popcorn
over her body. "Anybody want some popcorn?" She asked as she saw their eyes look on in wonder. "Come and get it." A wild thought shot
through her mind and she added, "And you can't use your hands."
The children looked at each other. They all smiled at each other as they knew full well what that would entail. Kim surveyed her mother with the popcorn all over her body, and asked, "Mark, why don't
you go first."

Mark knelt down, looking at where the popcorn was. Slowly he
kissed her breasts, licked her nipples, and ate the popcorn. Glancing
downward he noticed more popcorn. Quickly he gobbled the popcorn near her navel and quickly moved toward the remaining popcorn nustled
in his mother's pubic forest. He opened his mouth wide so he could get all of the delight and got all of the treat in one huge gulp. As
he started to get up, he chanced his tongue against her lips tasting
the sweet nectar of his mother's loins. He grinned up at her as he got up.
With more popcorn added, both Kim and Tammy had the pleasure of
satisfying their hunger. Both of the girls delighted at the thought
of getting the popcorn off her body and thoroughly enjoyed every second of the ordeal. Heck, it wasn't that easy to do which the girls soon found out. They soon realized that Mark had some difficulty, too, but did his best.
Suddenly the doorbell rang and Natalie jumped up off the floor as
all three children noticed the titty bounce. "Who's that? And at
this hour?" Natalie asked.
Kim and Mark, a little embarrassed by the thought of a stranger
seeing them as they were, sat down on the couch, quickly covering up
with the afghan. Kim said, "Mom, you should really put something on
before you answer the door."
Natalie grinned at her daughter and went to the front door. "Who 
is it?"
A male voice came through the wooden door. "It's Bill and Betty.
Is our daughter here?"
"Yes," Natalie answered, "just a minute." She turned to Tammy.
"It's your parents, Tam."
"Oh, shit!" Tammy blurted out. "I can't let my dad see me like 
this!" She ran for the cover of the kitchen.
Natalie watched as she entered the kitchen. Feeling unashamed,
without the least bit of embarrassment, she opened the door. "Hi."
Bill looked at Natalie, standing in front of him completely nude,
and remarked casually, "Aren't we a little underdressed?"
"Sorry," Natalie replied, "but I didn't have a chance to put anything on." Stepping aside, she added, "Come on in."
Natalie turned sideways to allow them entry. Being the gentleman
that he was, Bill let his wife enter first and quickly followed her
in. As Bill entered Natalie accidentally slipped, deliberately, and his hand grazed against her blond forest. "Sorry," he blurted out.
Natalie just joshed the notion. "Tammy's in the kitchen."
"Yeah, we were just wondering if she wanted to go out to dinner,"
Betty said, looking at the children huddled tightly under the afghan.
Looking at Natalie she just smiled as a crimson hue flooded her face.
"I'll get our daughter," Bill interjected making his way toward the
kitchen. 

As Tammy saw the door swing, her face blushed. Very frightened at
the thought of letting her father see her nude, she quickly opened
the refridgerator and took shelter behind its door.
Her father noticed her bare foot and lower leg. Now he knew that she had worn her jeans and it didn't take much guessing as to her
present attire. Surely it didn't take a rocket scientist to assume
that since he had already seen a naked blond woman. And, he had to
admit to himself, she was quite good looking at that. And the fact that her children were huddled under an afghan. Hell, a child could
add. He slowly made his way toward the concealing door knowing full
well what he would encounter. The thought of actually seeing his
daughter, his sexy brunette daughter, nude caused a thrill to cross his mind. "What you doing, hon?" he asked as he rested on the open
door.
"Getting some more ginger ale, dad," Tammy shot back trying
desparately to conceal her nakedness from her father.
"Well, hon, your mother and I were wondering if you wanted to get
some dinner out?" She shook her head 'no' which perturbed him to no
end. "Tammy, will you close that damn door before everything thaws."
"As soon as you leave," she answered, fully flushed.
"Leave hell," Bill blurted out grabbing her arm. He yanked her out
from behind the door and nudged it shut. Yanking her quickly,
as he did, caused his hand to brush against her breast.
Meanwhile in the living room Betty sat down in the lounge chair, but didn't recline it, and asked simply, "So why are you kids hiding
under that afghan, anyway?"
"We're cold," Kim shot back quickly, "and it's quite warm."
Mark cut in with, "It should be. It's real wool."
Betty just nodded. Smiling at them she casually commented, "Heck,
how could you be cold? It's actually quite nice in here." As she 
looked over at Natalie, who was standing by the couch, she said, "Say,
Natalie, you know the kids could get overheated under that. It's not good that they should be under that thing on such a balmy night."
"You know, Betty," Natalie replied, " I think you're right." As Betty nodded, Natalie added, "You should really get out from under
that afghan."

"But, mom," Kim protested as they both clutched it tighter.
"Oh, come on, children," Betty said, "don't be embarrassed." Getting up out of the lounge chair, she glanced over at Natalie and 
noticed her nod, and slowly came over to the couch. With a mile-wide
grin, she commented, noticing a slight crimson hue on their faces,
"Looks like you two are too hot." As she reached for the bottom hem
of the afghan, she said in a doctorly tone, "It's not good to be
too hot." And that said, she tugged the afghan from their grasp. She smiled at the sight of their naked bodies as neither had the chance to cover themselves.
"Are you satisfied now?" Mark asked, grinning at her.
"I sure am," Betty replied. She bent over, grabbed Mark's penis,
which was still somewhat erect, and asked, "What's this thing?" She
looked over at Natalie and saw her giggle, and added, giggling herself, "Can't be much good. Too puny." She let go of his penis.
Mark jumped into her face. "Oh yeah, lady!" Rather grimly she
nodded as Mark shot back with a, rather erotic, comment, "Wanna try it on for size!?"
She just smiled at his comment and walked over to Natalie, nudging
her into a corner. She was quite audible in her comments to Natalie.
Actually she was intriqued by his notion, delighted at how really nice Mark's penis was, but just wanted some fun with him.
"Well, Betty," Natalie replied, "why don't you? You might actually be surprized."
"You have got to be kidding. Aren't you?" She saw Natalie smile
and shake her head. Brushing her hand against Natalie's crotch, she
said, "You mean that little thing of his actually," and with a finger
she rimmed Natalie's pussy lips, "went in here?"
Mark stepped up boldly, slamming his hard dick into her hand. 
"Put your money where your mouth is, Betty!"
Turning to him, she commented, "Oh, do I have a dare?"
"You sure do!"
"Well," she pondered, rubbing her chin, "maybe, just maybe, I might accept your dare." Thinking a moment, she admonished him, angrily with a smirk, "If I accept your dare, you had just better be
good." Noticing the question in his eye, she continued, "Or I'll
slap those things between your legs silly." 
Meanwhile back in the kitchen, Tammy's whole body seemed to color
itself a pale red. She jerked her arm free, trying desparately to
cover herself. She started to cry. "Oh, daddy, I'm sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry about, sweetheart," he comforted her, hugging
his daughter tightly. "No, don't cry, Tammy."
"Daddy," she whispered, feeling the bulge in his pants with her
hand, "what's this?" She knew full well what it was. Actually, she
had fantascized for some time about seeing her father. She often
wondered what he looked like nude? Would her father sprout a big
penis. She longed to find out, and unashamedly whispered, "Daddy?"
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"Could I please see it?"
"Well, to be honest, Tammy, that's not really right, you know."
"I know, daddy. But really, I only want to see it. That should
be all right. Shouldn't it?"
"Well," he answered, not the least bit ashamed, "I should think that'd be okay. Afterall, you only want to see it." 
As he started to get undressed, he glanced over at her. "You know
something, Tam?"
"What, daddy?"
"You're actually a very pretty young lady." He jabbed a finger at
his daughter's bush, commenting, "This is cute." She giggled as he rubbed it with his finger. He hesitated to remove his underpants. He turned his back to her and slipped them off. Turning around, he
asked, "Well, Tammy, are you satisfied?"

She reached out touching the head of her father's penis. "Wow,
daddy," was all she could say. She noticed that her own father was practically fully erect. She was intriqued by the fact that she could do that. "Oh, daddy, can I?"
"Can you what, sweety?" 
Tammy knelt down in front of her father, darting her tongue against
the bulbous purple head. She was surprised that he didn't scold her.
She noticed that he actually seemed to enjoy it. Suddenly, without
warning, she quickly took most of its length into her mouth, closing her lips tightly on it. She could hear his shallow sighs as she pumped her head. Reaching up between his legs she felt her father's nut sack, immediately noticing how they seemed to constrict tightly.
"Oh, god, Tammy, oh god," he whispered as he felt his sticky juice
climb up the length of his penis. Suddenly he erupted with the force
of a volcano. 
Tammy couldn't swollow it fast enough as he continued to erupt
gobs of hot cum into her mouth. She slipped her mouth off and felt
her father's white juice spurt onto her breasts. Finally, with small
rivlets sticking to her breasts, she saw his cum subside to just a
trickle. She could feel it dripping down her body embedding itself
into the hair of her pussy.
They looked at each other. "You should get cleaned up, sweety."
"But, daddy, we don't have anything in here for that," she
advanced, hoping to feel her own father's tongue on her body.
"Well, that's a problem."
"No really, daddy."
"Oh, you think not, sweety?"
"Sure, it's not a problem." Hoping he'd accept her proposition,
she continued, "Why don't you just lick it off, daddy?"
"Now, that's an interesting idea." He looked at her, at his own
daughter's naked body glistening with his white cum, and picked her
up.

"What are you doing?"
He didn't make any comments to her as he laid her on the table, as he draped her legs over the end, he spread them slowly. He could see
the swollen lips of her pussy. Slowly, with a darting tongue, he started to lick one breast, swirling the pouty nipple in his mouth, and then the other one. He could feel his daughter tense up as he
lapped his way toward her little black forest.
Tammy jerked as her father's tongue penetrated her lower region and
he twirled it against her. As he licked his sticky juice from her
prickly hair, she shuddered as his tongue darted against her swollen
lips. Slowly it entered and she sighed in escatasy. As his tongue
touched her clit, she cried out. As aroused as she was, she couldn't
hold back, and streamed hot moisture right into his face.