Natalie's New Beach Outfit 2

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Natalie was slouching comfortably on the loveseat with her arms
across its back. With her legs open she provided an open view between
her legs. "Hey, you two, lets not get too excited."

Kimberly let go of his penis and shoved his hand away from her
sparsely-haired pussy. Glancing towards her mother she saw the blond
hair between her legs. "Hey, Mark, give mom a kiss." She shoved him backwards until his heels came close to the loveseat, twisted him around quickly and forced him down. "Kiss mom."
Mark, taken by surprise by his sister, tried to prevent himself from falling into his mother. So, with outstretched hands, he fell
towards her. His open hands slammed hard into her covered breasts and his still erect penis slammed against her vaginal mound and slid
upwards on her slit slamming hard against her unexposed clit.

"Ow," Natalie screamed as his hands slammed into her breasts and his dick into her blonde bush. She pushed him off and rubbed her covered breasts trying to soothe the pain she felt.
"Sorry, mom."
"That's okay, Mark, I'll be okay," Natalie replied as her right hand rubbed her vaginal mound. "Wow, that hurt." After a few seconds
she moved over on the couch and patted it for Mark to sit down on her left side.
Sitting down next to her he looked at the cute little figure his sister cut under her new coverup. "Hey, sis, care to let me see what
is under that?"
"No. Hell you touched it all. Let that suffice."
"It doesn't, sis. Come on don't be that way."
"Tough," was her only reply.

"Good for you, Kim," Natalie praised. She then looked over at the end table on her left and then bent over Mark to check the one on her
right. In order to actually see the end table she had to climb over him a little. In order to to prevent herself from falling she rested her right hand on his knee, slyingly maneuvering it against him.
"Nuts," she said not seeing the platter on the other end table. As she made her comment she slid her hand against his tightening balls for a second and, getting back up, used his upright penis as a crutch.
"What's the matter, mom?" Kim asked having watched her mother.
"I left the cookies and the drinks in the kitchen, sweetie."
"So?"
"Could you be nice and get them for me, Kim?"
"I guess. Be right back."

As she passed the loveseat the back hem flapped a little giving Natalie an open opportunity which she seized readily. Kim continued on her way unawares of anything which resulted in her disrobing as she
made her way to the kitchen. "Hey, Mark," Natalie whispered, "check out her ass."
Mark whispered his reply, "Yeah, wow, nice. Think she'll notice?"
"Oh yeah she will."

In the kitchen Kim was unaware of her attire momentarily. Until she opened the refridgerater door and felt its cold air on her breasts. "Oh well," she muttered to herself with a giggle. She grabbed another soda and a beer and put them on the table along with the platter. "Shit," she again muttered.
"Hey, mom," Mark asked, "whatya think?"

"Well, one of two things, hon. Seh stays in the kitchen or asks for help from me."
Kim stuck her head out from behind the kitchen door. "Mom, I've got a problem."
"Can't you find the cookies?"

"No, found those fine but I, ah, well," she couldn't bring herself to say it. Finally she got up some nerve asking, "Is my top out there by any chance?"
"No, dear," Natalie replied as she shoved it under the loveseat with just a little showing.
"Shit," Kim replied returning herself to the kitchen.
"Well, mom, whatya think?"
"Well, Mark, that's hard to say."
"Shit, mom, I wanna see her naked."
"So do I, honey, so do I."

Back in the kitchen Kim picked up the platter, laid the drinks upon it, and with a "shit" she kicked the door open and returned to the living room. Slamming the platter on the left end table she said,
"There you are. Happy now?"

"Yeah, sis," Mark praised as he couldn't help but stare at her small breasts with pouty nipples. His eyes stared at what he had touched and slowly made their way down towards her legs. Though he had touched her there he never thought it was so nice. With hardly any pubic hair to hinder his eyes he could plainly make out every detail. 

Kim looked down and saw her coverup under the loveseat. "How the hell did that get there?"
"Don't know, dear," Natalie said with a wink at Mark. "Why don't
you just pick it up?"
Defiantly she protested, "Why not you pick it up?"
"But we're so comfy. Aren't we, Mark?"
"Yup."
"Fine then." She stooped and, spreading her legs for support, let him see her openly. Giving it a tug she complained, "It's caught."
Looking up at them she asked, "Could you get off?"
"Guess," Natalie said and nudged his arm as they both got up. "Hey,
honey, why not give your sister a hand?"
As he went to assist her Natalie whispered in his ear. Kneeling down in front of his sister he picked up the loveseat allowing her to free the yellow material. "Well, hurry up, sis, this thing ain't that
light."
She pulled it free as he set the loveseat back down. "There, got
it. Thanks, Mark."

Guess, Kim," he replied with a smile. Before she could react he slid his finger downward against her slit. "You sure are pretty."
Before she could make a comment he rimmed it against her lips. He was surprised that she allowed him the priviledge.
Natalie stepped behind her and reached towards the left end table to grab her beer. Casually resting her hand on her daughter's shoulder so she wouldn't fall she reached for it. On grabbing it her foot slipped on the carpet casuing her to stumble forward.
The sudden fall against her daughter caused Mark's finger to jam inward impaling his sister to his knuckles. "Oops," he muttered.
"Ow," Kim cried out, tears pooling in her eyes, as she reached her hand towards the loveseat and forced not only herself up but his finger out. Quickly she grabbed her pussy trying to soothe the pain she felt. With tears now streaming from her eyes, she cried, "Oh, did that hurt."
"Sorry, sis," Mark comforted her with an arm around her waist. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Not your fault," she said, sniffling back her tears.
"Oh, I suppose my fault, huh?
"No, mom, it was not. You just slipped." Trying to catch her breath, trying to stop the pain she felt inside, she added, "But it
hurts so bad."

"It will, dear, for a little while." Trying to alleive the hurt she suggested. "Want me to see."
"Okay, mom," Kim replied, sniffling tears, as she left her look.
As Natalie massaged it slowly Mark again tried to comfort his sister. I am sorry, sis."
"I know, Mark," she answered with a smile.
"Well, it looks okay," Natalie said as she examined every inch with her fingers even toying with her daughter's tiny unexposed clitoris, "on the outside."
"I'm glad of that," Mark brightened up.
"But it's inside I'm concerned about," Natalie commented. "Kim,
let me check inside your vagina."
"But, mom, it still hurts."
"I know, dear, but I will be real gentle."
"Okay, mom," Kim answered bracing herself for her mother's finger.
Natalie slowly, and gently, slipped a finger into her, slowly massaging the outside to lessen the pain, pumping her finger deeper and deeper. "Kim, you're okay."
"Mom," she said.
"What, dear?"

"I think I'm gonna cum," she said trying to catch her breath.
"That's okay, Kim," Natalie replied, adding, "I kind of expected that." Hoping to satisfy her daughter she pumped her finger quicker as she massaged her clit with her other hand. "Go ahead, dear, it'll
be okay if you do. It might soothe the hurt."
Mark watched intently. "Oh gee," he muttered to himself.
"Oh my god, oooooooooh, aaaaaah," Kim screamed in pleasure as she
squirted into her mother's hand and onto the floor.