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. Some 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. I hadn't noticed before, since he fucked her from behind, but her pubes were even longer and more 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. |