Chapter 5
As involved as she was with Sam, Sheila still had time for other things. Like Peg. It was fun to just sit and engage in girl-talk every now and then. It filled a need in Sheila for companionship and at the same time helped make the girl feel free to come to her with any problems that might come up.
One day Peg returned from one of her shopping forays and invited Sheila up to her room to show off what she had bought.
Peg, in her eagerness, was getting out of her blouse when Sheila entered.
"Turn around," the teen instructed. "I don't want you to see until I've got it on."
Sheila indulgently played along. Peg was Sam's twin, but their similarities pretty much ended with their ages. Peg was the bubbly, outgoing one, and seemingly younger, where Sam showed more maturity.
"Okay," Peg chirped finally. "Take a look."
Sheila turned and her jaw immediately dropped. She hadn't been sure of what to expect, but what she got hadn't even crossed her mind as a possibility.
Her blonde, teenaged niece was sporting the scantiest black bikini Sheila had ever seen. The two top triangles covered the peaks of the girl's great tits but little else, leaving the surrounding flesh uncovered. Down below, a third triangle cupped a mound of soft pubic hair, but only just.
Thin strands curved up high on her nicely developed hips, holding the lower material tightly in place, almost outlining every ridge and fold of her young cunt. Hands on those dainty hips, Peg turned to offer a rear view, showing a larger black patch covering her ass-crack and perhaps half of each jutting cheek.
"Good Lord!" Sheila murmured.
"Stunning, huh?" Peg said brightly.
"Do you know what your mother will do to me if she hears I've let you out in public wearing that?"
"Oh stop," Peg countered smartly. "It's nothing worse than what any of the other girls wear. Really."
"Uh-huh."
"What's the problem anyway? I look good, don't I?"
"Too good. You think you can handle all the attention that outfit will get you?"
"I'd sure like to try," Peg said. "At least, with some helpful advice from my friendly auntie ..."
"Sly little witch," Sheila cracked, feeling herself being drawn in by the girl's impish charm. No doubt the kid was a natural-born charmer. "Think you're pretty good at getting your own way, don't you?"
"I'm learning . . . you will be there for me, won't you? I mean, we can talk about boys and stuff, can't we?"
"I guess so. Anything to keep you out of real trouble."
"I'm glad, because there's something I've been wanting to ask you." "Shoot."
"Well, how does a girl know if she's a nympho?"
"Is that something you worry about?"
"Yes, frankly." Peg drifted closer to Sheila, looking serious. "I keep getting urges, more often than I think I should. My nipples just stiffen up on me, my titties get all tingly, and it's really freaky how wet and itchy-hot my pussy gets, you know?"
"I know," Sheila answered sympathetically. Peg's words had struck a deep chord within her.
"How often does this happen?" Sheila asked.
"Four or five times a day sometimes."
"Well, I wouldn't worry about it. Sounds normal enough to me. Besides, what's so terrible about being a nympho, anyway?"
"Maybe that's not what's really worrying me," Peg replied.
"I'm listening."
"Well, sometimes I find myself thinking about and even fantasizing about . . . girls."
"You too?" Sheila responded.
"What do you mean?"
"You keep reminding me of me at your age, that's all."
"No kidding?" Peg said, brightening. "Wow! And you're not exactly lez, are you?"
"You're worried you're going that way?"
"Yeah. What do you think it means, these thoughts of mine?"
"It means you're a horny young fox whose interests are expanding, like mine did."
"Did you ever do anything about it?" Peg asked then. "Aside from thinking, that is."
Sheila drew a breath. "Yes, I did, to tell the truth." She had no qualms against opening up to the girl. Peg could handle it.
"No kidding? You played with other girls?"
"For fun. No big deal. No small deal either, though."
"And you didn't get hooked?"
"Hell no! It served as a nice bridge from innocence to getting it on with boys. And then I went both ways for a while, until I met Burt."
"I was afraid of getting stuck on whatever side I started out on."
"Oh no. Try it with a girl and you'll find yourself as keen for boys as before."
"Honest?"
"I'd be happy to show you if you'd like."
Now where had that notion come from? Sheila wondered. What on earth had made her say it? Peg was one sweet young thing, yes, and in need of reassurance, but still!
The frank talk, Peg standing there in that minuscule bikini, just too cute and sexy and vulnerable for words, had taken Sheila back to her schooldays. Those hot summer nights with the aroma of fresh pussy in a bedroom much like this.
Peg showed surprise at the offer but wasn't taken aback. In fact, the idea appeared to be something she'd secretly been waiting to hear, judging from her suddenly eager response. "Really, Aunt Sheila? You would? Now?"
Sam was out for the afternoon. They had the time. Lord knew, Peg seemed willing. As for Sheila, well, there didn't appear to be reason enough not to.
Sheila closed the door. Peg regarded her with a shy but expectant look as Sheila eased toward her. Close to Peg, she played a hand lightly over a bare arm. "If you're sure about this . . . "
"I've been waiting for ages, Aunt Sheila."
"I never guessed," Sheila answered, shifting closer.
She played her hand up onto Peg's shoulder, then down onto and across the bulges of the barely concealed tits. She cupped one, lifting teasingly, and thought, the kid has got a damn fine pair. She felt an old, long-dormant hunger stir potently within.
Peg looked down at the hand touching her tit. Glinting with devilment, she eased the fullness of her tit-meat at the cradling fingers. Her eyes lifted to Sheila's warmly responsive gaze.
Without shyness, the two females leaned forward and let their lips touch. Their mouths pressed softly together, then more firmly on Sheila's part as she led the way. Her lips parted, spreading her niece's with them, and the easy joining grew more intimate.
Their tit-points touched through their coverings and pressed together as their bodies relaxed and the smooch played on. Sheila felt a wicked tremble deep inside and a faint shudder in the body of her niece.
She had wondered if Peg could go through with what she had in mind. Those doubts were erased as Peg lifted her tongue along Sheila's lips and flicked into the woman's mouth. Their probes met and flirted wickedly.
Sheila carefully encircled the young blonde babe with an arm and drew her closer. Peg responded by slipping both arms behind Sheila. Their tits bedded snugly together as the two vixens continued kissing.
"Some fun, Sheila," Peg breathed. "Take me all the way, okay? Do anything you want. I just know I'm going to eat it all up!"
"That's a real eye-catching outfit you've got on," Sheila said. "But you'll look even better bare-assed naked."
To help the girl along, Sheila pulled the knot holding the bikini bra to the girl's tits.
Peg eased it away and lifted off the bikini top, the quick movement causing her tits to bobble about. Their skin was taut with youth, holding the hand-filling orbs high and thrust out. Exquisite.
Sheila got out of her dress to keep Peg from feeling self-conscious, though that might have been a needless worry. The girl was already thumbing down her bikini panties and then stood with hips cocked to watch Sheila shuck her lacy undies.
"You look pretty hot yourself in the buff," Peg remarked.
"Feels kinky too, doesn't it?"
"Yeah!" Peg enthused. "Especially with someone to show it all off to. It feels like good things are gonna happen."
Sensuous thing, Sheila thought as she sat on the bed. Peg slid in next to her. Sheila leaned over, sliding a hand across Peg's tummy as then-mouths fused again. Peg unabashedly reached over and smoothed Sheila's belly. Sheila lifted her hand and felt Peg's touch rise too. Follow the leader, she thought then. Not a bad idea.
Sheila played her hand over and under and around Peg's fantastic tits and felt reciprocal action on her own tit-charms. She sensed Peg's rising pleasure along with her own, maybe even moving ahead a little. The young slut really wanted it, Sheila realized.
Chewing at the eager, tender young lips, Sheila brushed her hand down Peg's thrumming body. She swirled her fingers in the blonde cunt-hair and felt the girl's legs spread. As Peg's hand reached her pussy, Sheila opened her thighs as well.
The fun continued as Sheila played her long, slender fingers down onto her niece's waiting pussy. She rubbed the tips on the yielding, steamy folds and felt tentative matching caresses on her own cunt. Peg shook hotly against Sheila.
"Sexy young thing," Sheila murmured between juicy kisses.
"I feel the wet on your cunt, Sheila. Am I really turning you on? Am I good for you?"
"Honey, you're good enough to eat."
"Oooooh, be my guest!" Peg eagerly replied.
Sheila smiled acceptingly and watched as Peg lay back across the bed. She seemed a tad surprised that Sheila was taking her up on it, but she was also eager. Arms stretched above her head, her tits bunched and drew higher on her body. Sheila's hands were drawn back to them and she tweaked the swollen peaks.
Her mouth watered as she bent over the girl and touched her tongue to a waiting stump of nipple-flesh. She felt the warmth and rigidity of it and eagerly settled her lips around the sexy spike. She sucked sensually.
It was damn fine being with a horny babe again. Damn fine. Brought back a lot of memories, stirred up a lot of sleeping juices. And if some of the novelty had worn off of girl-girl fun, then the incest angle made up for it.
Funny how Sheila felt more aware of the incest thing with Peg than with Sam. But then, a hard cock could make her forget a lot.
Sucking at each glorious mound of tit, Sheila returned her nimble knowing hand to Peg's pussy. It felt so tender and hot and available, a wicked thrill went through her with potent force.
It also compelled Sheila to move down Peg's curved body, and she swept her kissing, licking mouth over the flat belly, out onto each hip. Sheila sank to her knees on the carpeting and licked in between the parted thighs. She nuzzled puckered lips into the furred mound of Peg's steamy pussy.
Peg drew both legs up and apart. She wiggled happily. "I feel like one hot, turned-on bitch! I'm not gonna need much!"
Sheila nudged Peg's pooched-out pussy and inhaled the fragrant aroma wafting up out of the cunt-flesh. She trailed the end of her nose slowly up and down the silky ridges. She was touched by the erotic memories of other spread, teen pussies and flawless bodies and she flushed hotly.
Hungry now, Sheila dipped her tongue out and dragged it up the length of Peg's widening fuck-slit. Crouched low on her bent legs, hands on the floor in front of her knees, Sheila licked steadily at the girl's gaping cunt.
Peg squirmed, sighing with want and arousal. Her curvaceous body bent and twisted and she greedily gripped her coned tits in both hands.
"It's so good," she breathed. "Ooooohhhh, I can't believe it. So sexy . . . what a turn-on . . . keep licking my pussy like that! Just keep on giving me your tongue!"
Sheila straightened her tongue and stiffened it, holding it way out between bared teeth. She slowly inserted it into Peg's gladly yielding cunt-hole. Nodding her head slowly to add extra friction, Sheila shuddered, tasting the heat and the smoothness and the bubbling juices in there, and she thrilled to the welcoming twitches of the young, wildly aroused pussy.
Peg gasped and groaned as Sheila's probe slid farther in. Keeping her tongue hard, Sheila now rolled her head in lazy circles, stirring her extension around inside Peg's tight grasp, scraping the super-sensitive inner tissues with it, making the teen coo for more.
Sheila's bared upper teeth were against Peg's exposed and stiffened clit. Her head movements applied hard, rubbing caresses to the lust-filled clit. Peg squirmed and writhed with climbing passion on the bed, cooing her delight into every corner of the room.
Holding her open mouth against Peg's pussy, Sheila curled her tongue and pulled it from the squeezing folds. She scooped a dizzying taste of the girl's juices into her mouth and shot her tongue back into the sweet fuck-hole for more of the same.
Peg's body gave a lascivious twist in response to the sudden, deep-reaching penetration, and she hunched her wanton crotch at Sheila's face to encourage those thrills to continue.
Gnashing Peg's clit on her Up, Sheila responded to the urgent need in indulgent fashion. She scooped her stiff tongue time and time again into the fiery cunt-hole.
Sheila's body was teeming with little pleasures all the while, but they were nothing compared to the passions that had a hold of her niece. The babe was twisting and turning like some kind of live wire, tasty hot sparks leaping from the open end of her cunt into Sheila's gobbling mouth.
Once more Sheila stuck her tongue way out and made it rigid. Keeping it straight, she eased her head and shoulders away from Peg, drawing her pointed tip out to the entrance of the steamy cunt-chute. She bobbed forward without hesitation and sliced her wet tongue into the yearning pussy-gash.
Sheila went on tongue-fucking the heated pussy, her pace and intensity on the up-swing all the while. She rammed her tongue into the hot hole and crashed time and again against Peg's clit in an all-out assault on the ecstasy that was pent up in the girl's loins.
"Nnnnnn, mmmmhhhh," Peg whimpered, clutching wildly at her stiffened tit-cones. She gasped. "Ooohhh, that's good. Your tongue is going so deep I can't believe it. And is that friction ever sensational. Shit, you got me smokin' now, lady! I'm burnin' up. Do it! Do it!"
Sheila turned her head a fraction of an inch to either side as her body kept on rocking to and fro. She plundered the wet, horny fuck-hole from countless different angles, feeding extra pressure onto one soft spot, then another, then yet another.
Sheila had her niece shaking from cunt to stiff-peaked tits by now and she was madly going for broke.
Peg's body lurched, her legs kicked, she wailed intensely and sailed into her climax on Sheila's plunging tongue. The torrid sounds of her joy filled the room as the gushing wetness of her climax filled Sheila's mouth. She was coming, and Sheila ate it up, already anticipating good things for that gnawing need between her own quivery thighs.