Natalie's New Job Part 5

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Natalie had been slightly in front of Mark, disallowing him a glimpse, when she opened her robe to Jim and Tammy. But, just as quickly as she opened it, she closed it. "Now, do you, Tammy?"
To say that Tammy was shocked by the flagrant display would be an
understatement. She was devastatingly embarrassed. "I don't believe
you did that, Mrs. Evans."

Natalie was aloof about the matter and didn't bother to react to
her concern. She also mentioned that it was silly to call her that
and suggested they just use first names. "Besides, Mrs. Evans was my
mother's name," she laughed.

Jim didn't seem to mind seeing a naked girl for the first time and
he voiced his praise on just that idea. Jim was real hip on the vulgar slang and never was one to wince words and bluntly spilled his enthusiasm. "Hey, I tell you Natalie," smiling at the mention of her name, "you got some nice lookin knockers with great nookies." He saw her smile at his comment but noticed her blushing deameanor when he added further, "And that little hairy pussy is the cat's meow."
He thumbed his fingers, kissed them, and then let his fingers fly in Natalie's direction. 

Seeing his sister's reaction to his statement he only commented, quite matter-of-factly, "Well, Tammy, ain't it the truth?" Seeing her
devil-may-care attitude he put an arm around her neck. "You're gotta admit, sis, she's a gorgeous blonde." Thinking a moment he slid his hand down latching it onto his sister's breast and squeezing. "Hey, sis, how about you show me these little puppies, huh?" Just as he
grabbed her breast he crotched her adding, "Or how about this?"
Tammy grabbed both his hands, threw them off, and slapped him.
"How dare you!" she screamed just as a tear seeped out. Just for spite she groped her hand into his crotch. "How do you like it?"
He grinned and, grabbing her hand, forcing it to get a good fondling feel. "Oh yeah, baby," was his excited comment.

"Now now, you two, let's not get testy," Natalie rebuked. "Jim,
you and Mark, grab some sodas." He acknowledged while she opened the
cabinet. Moving the small stepladder she climbed up on it and reached
upward, to grab the platter, causing her robe to hike up.

Jim couldn't resist the temptation to look and, cluing Mark, set the sodas on the table. Both looked up at her. They were surprized when she spread her legs slightly. Jim whispered to Mark, "Nice twat your mom has. Hey, do you think she'd mind?"
"Go ahead, Jim, I dare ya," Mark answered in a subdued whisper.

Without wincing words Jim advanced towards Natalie and asked, "Can I give you a hand, pretty lady?" Fearlessly, without any concern for
reprisal, he added bluntly, "Or how about a finger?"
Natalie flinched, unintentionally, allowing his finger to drive itself deep into her vagina. Grabbing the platter she turned towards
him, letting his finger twist within her. "Here take this platter and
get that damn finger outa my vagina." 

Jim removed his finger slowly, savoring the feel, and took the platter. As Natalie stepped down he let his hand grope against her
pubic hair sliding a finger against her slit.
Stepping off the stool she confronted him directly. "You got some
fucking nerve you do." Snatching the platter from him she gave him a
mean squinted look and handed it to Tammy, remarking, "Put some cookies on this will you." Handing the platter to her she again returned her glare to Jim. Her tone was a bit subdued and she couldn't help but smirk as she asked, "Did you enjoy your pelvic exam,
doctor?" She laughed.

Jim couldn't help but smile at her question and laughed in reply,
"Nothing amiss, Mrs. Evans." With his arm embracing her shoulder he slipped a hand, quickly, past the lapels and groped a breast tweeking its nipple. He was blunt in his comment, "nice tits and lovely pussy."
Natalie laughed, allowing his hand a generous feel of her breast,
answering, "I'm glad you think so."
Jim removed his hand. "You know, Natalie, you really should let
Mark check it out."

She watched Tammy pile cookies onto the platter and giggled, "You think so, huh?"
"Sure do, blondie," he answered slapping her shoulder.
"Surely you don't mean that I should let my son see me naked?" She
replied in jest with a wink towards Mark.
Jim couldn't help but smile at her jested comment and replied, whimsically, "What's the matter, blondie, afraid for him to find out you're not a natural?"
"For your information, young man, I am, what they call, a toehead
blonde."
"Okay, Natalie," he replied with a grin, "care to prove that bush ain't dyed?" He pondered his next statement carefully. "Let him
rub dishsoap on it. Let him prove it's natural." He prodded Mark
to do just that. "Go ahead, Mark. I say your mom's a bleach."

Mark confronted him. "She is not!" Squirting some dishsoap on his hand he added, "I'll prove it, smarty. My mother is a natural blonde."
Natalie was somewhat apprehensive as he approached with his hand dripping with detergent. She blushed, disavowing their assumption of any previous gander of her attributes by Mark, and undid her robe a second time. Though a bit reluctant to allow it she casually said,
"Go ahead, honey, prove your mother is a natural blonde."

Mark, in an attempt to further enhance her blush, countered a praising reply, "Oh gee, mom, you're cute." Rubbing his hand against her pubic hair he whispered, "Sorry if I hurt you, mom." He rubbed hard on her forest for a few minutes and Natalie staggered her legs for support against his rubbing push. Unintentionally a finger slipped inward lubricating her vaginal canal. He savored the encounter and, excitedly, pumped his finger. After a few minutes he showed his hand to Jim. "See, I told you, smarty."

Natalie closed her robe again just as Tammy, who had been watching from the counter, commented, "Damn, you don't care who the hell screws you, do you?"
"Oh now come on, Tammy, I do so," Natalie answered. Smiling at her she inquired, "Want to do an exam youself?"
"I'll pass, Natalie."
"What's the matter, Tammy," Natalie joshed flapping her bent arms, "chicken?"
Jim laughed at Natalie's flapping and chicken strut which, due to her exaggerated movements, allowed a fleeting glimpse by them due to the short terrycloth robe flapping. Jim couldn't help but notice how it quivered with her strut. "Oh go ahead, sis, make the bitch happy."

"Yeah Tammy, make the bitch happy," Natalie echoed giggling.
Hestitantly Tammy approached. Blushingly she rubbed a hand against Natalie. She was shocked when Natalie pushed her hand firmly
against it and, spreading her legs, forced a finger against her lips.
"I can't," Tammy sighed, adding a blush.

Without hestitation Natalie impaled herself on the finger grazing against her vaginal lips driving it deep with her. Holding her hand in position she pumped herself upon it. She was getting excited, sexually aroused, and, considering the lubrication of the detergent, began to convulse herself upon the finger.
Jim was getting excited by the older woman's quickening convulsion
and beckoned Mark. "Hey, Mark, ever see your mom cum?"
"No," he replied as he watched intently.
"Neither have I," Jim replied. "But, I think we're gonna."
"Wow, that'll be something, won't it?"
"Sure will, Mark," Jim gushed with excitement at the thought.

Natalie convulsingly pumped herself harder with shortened breaths.
Suddenly she cried pleasurably wetting Tammy's hand and allowing Mark
and Jim to see vaginal liquid squirt out.

Meanwhile Kim was patiently waiting in the den. She was unaware of
anything going on in the other room. And she couldn't help but wonder
who might have been at the door. But being comfortable, sprawled 
openly upon the couch, she didn't much care either. She had turned on
the television set and, brazenly, sprawled while she watched a show.

She had no chance to cover herself as they entered. Catching sight of Jim chilled her. She had dated him a few times and they had
only kissed. She had never let him get past that and now, now, she was allowing him to see her completely unadorned, completely naked, sprawled openly, allowing him to see her completely exposed. "Hi," was all she could muster.
"Wow," was all Jim could muster as his eyes beheld her small tight voluptuous body.
Getting up she walked towards him. "Is that all you can say?"
"Yeah," he stammered checking out every inch, and, not bothering
to turn away embarrassed, he continued, "and quite a looker you are,
Kim, quite a looker."
"Easy for you to say, Jim. How about you?"
"You know, sweetie," Natalie butted in, "I was thinking the same
thing. How about if you and Mark sit on the couch, I put on some
really sexy music," Natalie paused to survey Tammy and Jim and to sort out her thoughts.
Jim interrupted her thoughts with a comment, "And what, Natalie?
You put on sexy music and what?"
"I sit on the couch and we three watch a seduction scene."
"A what?" Tammy blurted out.
"A seduction scene, Tammy, between you and your brother." Putting the music on she sat down next to Mark. "And I want a real show."
Jim looked at Tammy with a smile. "What the hell. You game for
a seduction, sis?"
Tammy just giggled and couldn't help but smile at his whimsical remark. Grabbing her brother tightly she kissed him on the lips. As the sexy tune played she challenged, "Go ahead, smartass, see if you can."

"Hey, Tammy, I'll do more than that." Winking at the couch he
laughed at his sister's dare. "I'll definately do more than that. I'll make you cum, I will."
"Oooh," she giggled, "are we man enough for that? I didn't know you knew how." Stepping backwards she dared, "Go ahead, smarty,
make Tammy Becker orgase."
Their interaction was sexy, though at times hilarious, as they
fondled each other and slowly removed items of each other's clothing.
Tammy was the first to remove a shirt allowing her to see his bare chest, which had never excited her, but now aroused her sexually. 
Jamming herself against him, as he removed her blouse, she slid her
strapless bra against his bare chest. 
Jim embraced her tightly, frenching a kiss, and undid the hooks
straddling her back. Without releasing his clench he yanked the
bra away feeling her naked breasts graze against him. He could feel her small nipples swell and almost puncture him. Without skipping a
beat he released his tight clench and slathered his tongue around her
nipples taking advantage to swallow her small breasts periodically.
Tammy was surprized that she was enjoying his attention and slowly
unbuckled his belt. Deliberately she crotched a hand towards him and
unzipped his shorts which immediately fell to his ankles. She groped
her hand into his underpants. Disallowing his mouth and tongue on her breasts she kissed him passionately.
As she kissed him he unzipped his sister's jeans and shoved them
downward struggling his eyes for a glimpse of her light blue nylon panties. Jim had to come up for air and pushed her lips away from his. Gasping for air he said, "Damn, sis, trying to eat my tongue?"
Feeling flaunty she sat in the lounge chair and reclined it. She
grabbed the waistband of her panties as he pulled her jeans off. She didn't object to the hand that groped her covered mound. "Oooh," she
cooed, "trying to excite me, huh?"
Having discarded her jeans he smiled and took a moment to stare at his sister's panties. Considering the lightness of the blue nylon he could discern a little of a dark triangle. "Hey wow, my sister has
pussy hair!" He was delighted at the idea and that Natalie had not
been kidding him.
Being concealed by the arms of the lounge chair frustrated Natalie
and her children. So without hesitation they came over to it. Mark and his mother retreated to the opposite side while Kim stayed on the couch side.
Kimberly couldn't help but stare at their covered crotches. She could easily see the erecting tent in Jim's briefs. Taking a moment to admire it she probed her hand against it. She just smiled and, while she continued to touch the tent, glanced down at her best friend's pantied crotch. "Jim's right, Tam," she remarked checking out the area of the dark triangle, "you got coochie hair. Wow do you
have coochie hair."
Considering her proximity to the lounge chair Jim had the opportune
chance to attempt a thought he was having. So, though a bit reluctantly as she continued to grope his briefs, he palmed a hand
into Kim's crotch and groped every inch of her pubic mound. His far hand reached over and fondled each of her breasts tweaking their pouty
nipples to erection.
Kimberly couldn't help herself. Daringly she bent down, allowing
him a probing grope of her sexuality, and slipped her hand into the
briefs. Feeling his erection grow she became excited and, unashamed,
slipped a hand into her friend's panties. Groping each of them caused her comment, "My my, I got my best friend and her brother by
the organs." Removing her hands after a giggle she stood up straight.
Pulling back she dislodged his hands from her body. "Come on you guys," she lamented, "get that underwear off. I wanna see."
Tammy just smiled at her and then at her brother. "Still game?"
She didn't figure he'd object seeing his eager nod. Reaching for his
waistband, as he reached for hers, she yanked them down exposing his
now hard erection to her gaze. Lifting her fanny off the chair allowed him to slip her panties off as well.
Now fully exposed to him he couldn't help but admire his sister.
He had never thought of her as pretty, afterall a brother never thinks
his sister is, but now, seeing her exposed to him changed his mind.
She propped her legs over the arms of the lounge chair exposing herself openly which caused him to exhale loudly. Looking down at
her, with her lips spread open, he praisingly exclaimed, "Oh my god, 
Tammy, you're a model for sure!"
Tammy just smiled. "Still think you can make me have an orgasm?" She was being thoughtful in her choice of alluring, beckoning words, trying to excite his thoughts of her openness, her naked lips spread
letting him admire the pink folds of her vagina. My god she thought she was allowing not only him that priviledge but the others as well.
Natalie was delighted at the thought of Tammy's comment as well as her open fleshy display. She was ecstatic with her racy thoughts. 
Not considering her words too carefully she just blurted out, "69, I wanna see a 69!"
Recomposing her exposure Tammy questioned, "Huh?"
"Yeah, sweetie, I wanna see 69." As she rubbed her hand on Tammy's lightly fuzzed black-haired mound she said, stroking Jim's
shaft, "While he licks this beautiful pussy you stuck on this."
"Huh?" Jim couldn't help but question. He had no idea what she
meant.
"Sure," Natalie replied, savoring her touch of them, "let's see
you both cum."