Chapter 5: Mary's Cherry

I stayed in town the rest of the time that Rachel and her daughters were at the house. Gena, Rachel and I were able to make love at least four more times before they left. But I was not the only one trying out the luscious ladies staying with us.

The next week, on the day before Rachel, Deb and Mary were supposed to leave, I was in my office trying to get some important work done. I had been neglecting my work due to the work I was doing trying to keep my wife and her sister satisfied. As I made some phone calls, I looked up to see Mary come into one of the dressing rooms. She stripped off her shorts and T-shirt looked at herself carefully in the mirror. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her dime sized nipples quickly jumped to life, hardening and turning a bright pink color. She played with her nipples, turning and twisting them between her fingers.

She slid her bright blue panties down her shapely thighs, revealing her blonde haired muff. She ran her hand back between her legs and pulled her fingers through her thin patch. Mary looked back over her shoulder and checked to see that the door was locked (which it was). She used her fingers to spread apart her pink lips, revealing the hard nub of her clit. I zoomed the camera in on her clit as she rubbed it, first slipping her finger between her pussy lips to lubricate it. "Maybe I do need a dick in me" she said as she humped away on her fingers. She soon stiffened as an orgasm swept through her body.

My own cock was throbbing, but several phone calls in a row kept me from doing anything about it. Mary dressed in a bright purple one-piece bathing suit and went out to the pool. I tried to concentrate on my work, but the memory of Mary's firm young body kept popping back into my mind. I took a break, grabbed a cold beer and went out by the pool. Several of the neighborhood kids were playing in the bright blue water. Deb was sunning herself in one of the deck chairs, the strap of her bikini top unhooked. Ed and his friend Joe kept splashing her with water from the pool, trying to get her to jump up so they could see her tits. Mary, my daughter Amy and her friend Jenny were in the shallow end, talking among themselves. After about thirty minutes, Deb got tired of the boys splashing, tied her top and went inside to watch TV. I left and went back to my desk to get some more work done.

After about fifteen minutes, the kids came into one of the dressing rooms. Amy went over to the small refrigerator and took out some soft drinks. Amy, Mary and Jenny gathered to one side of the room while Ed and Joe sat on the couch. The girls were whispering among themselves for a while, then approached the boys on the couch. "We want to play spin the bottle," announced Mary. Ed, having enjoyed a session with our nanny earlier in the summer, was all for it. Joe reluctantly decided to join in. The five kids gathered in a circle on the floor, and began to play the age old game. Mary spun first and gave Joe a quick peck on the lips. Joe then kissed Amy. The game continued, the only exception being when Ed spun the bottle until it pointed at Amy. "I'm not kissing my sister," he exclaimed as he spun the bottle again. He however did not feel as incestuous when he got to kiss Mary.

The phone rang in the pool house. Amy answered it and announced that Jenny's mother wanted her to come home. Jenny asked Amy and Mary to come with her because her mother was going to the mall. Amy quickly agreed but Mary begged off, saying she wanted to get some more sun. I'll have to ask my dad," Amy said, running to the door. I quickly switched the TV set in my office to a baseball game. Amy knocked on the door and asked if she could go the mall with Jenny. I asked what Mary was going to do and she said she wanted to get some more sun. I gave her my blessing and she ran back out the door. The motion detector in the other dressing room brought the TV to life as Amy and Jenny ran in and began to strip out of their bathing suits. I had seen their small, lithe bodies several times, but the sight of these two girls naked always aroused me. They quickly changed and were out the door.

I did not hear any noise from pool, so I switched the TV in the other dressing room on. Joe and Mary were sitting on the couch and Ed was on the floor. I quickly determined that they had entered into a game of 'Truth of Dare". The game went on with the usual teenage giggling and quaint dares. Finally, Mary dared Joe to moon her. Joe looked nervous and declined to do it. Mary then dared Ed to do the same thing. Ed thought for a second, then stood up and dropped his bathing suit, mooning the two on the couch. It was then Ed's turn. "Mary, I dare you to show us your left tit," Ed proclaimed. "No way," said Mary. "Aw cmon," cried both of the boys. "I showed you my butt," Ed said. The boys pleaded with Mary. "Okay, Okay," Mary said. She reached up and pulled the strap off of her left shoulder, then pulled the suit away from her young chest. Her breast was only visible for a couple of seconds, but I could see that her pink nipple was erect. She quickly pulled her top back up. Joe's eyes were glued to her chest as he obviously got his first look at an actual girl's breast. Mary then declared "Truth or Dare, Ed." Ed chose "Dare". "I dare you to show me your dick," Mary said.

Ed saw where the game might be going, so he stood up. I could tell that his dick was starting to get hard. He loosened the string to his bathing suit and pulled it down off his hips. Mary stared at his slowly hardening cock, then Ed pulled his suit back up. Ed then dared Joe to show Mary his dick. Joe had figured out the game by this time. He stood up, untied his trunks and let them fall. His hard-on snapped up against his belly. Mary's tongue slipped out of her mouth and licked at her lips. Joe pulled his trunks up and announced that it was his turn. "I dare Mary to show us her pussy." Mary knew that she had brought it on herself, so she reluctantly reached down and pulled the crotch of her bathing suit to one side. The boys gaped as they looked at the thin blond thatch of hair that covered her pubic mound. I zoomed the camera in and could see that the hair around her lips was matted with moisture. Mary let the crotch of her suit slip back in place.