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I guessed right away the were playing some truth or dare game. They were very shocked to see me. I asked who had been left in charge and a chubby teen with big tits sitting in her bra said it was her.

I told them all to get dressed and make themselves scarce before Janey got back. I told Laura Ann the sitter to stay on as I was a bit drunk and going to bed and Janey would be expecting her to be there when she got back.

I headed off to bed and while lying there trying to sleep I couldn't take my mind off what I had just witnessed.

Especially Laura Ann's big titties. I decided to call her through to the bedroom. I was going to give her a telling off for having so many pals in the house.

When she entered the room I started to get a hard on. I asked her if any of them were intending to have sex. She looked at me sheepishly and I said that if they were, they should be doing it in private and not in front of your mates as part of a dare.

I asked her if she had ever done it and she said yes twice. I said I hope you used condoms. The last thing you want is a baby at your age.

By the way. What age are you? Sixteen she said. I pretended to be shocked. My dick was as hard as iron under the covers and I got really bold and asked her if she'd enjoyed the sex.

She shrugged her shoulders and said it was ok. It hurt a bit. I asked was it because the boy was too big.

She just looked at me and said, I've only seen two dicks and they both looked the same to me. Full of bravado now I seized the opportunity and pulled back the covers exposing my hard cock.

Were they as big as this? I can manage 7 inches on a good day with a long foreskin. She sat on the bed staring at it not saying a word.

Would you like to touch it? Go on you know you do. She moved forward and wrapped her hand around my throbbing cock. I let out a little groan. My head was spinning.

I had a teen with her hand round my dick. I moved my hands towards her tits and started rubbing them. She didn't object so I lifted her top up to get a better look and feel of her big titties.

She was now getting a bit of a rhythm going on my dick which felt nice. I pulled her bra up from the bottom and her big jugs fell out and swung free.

Oh man they were even bigger than I first imagined. I unclipped her bra and took a look at the label.

Fucking delicious. I couldn't stop fondling these glorious orbs. Have you ever sucked a guy I said. Not sure what to do she said. Ok, pull my foreskin right back to expose the head, now put your mouth over it and start moving your head up and down.

That's it now pump my foreskin at the same time. Yeah that's it. Good girl. She kept this up for a time then she said her mouth was getting sore.

Aren't you going to fuck me? Oh you bet I am especially now you've told me you want it. I stood her up pulled down her tights and knickers exposing her little tuft of hair.

I ran my fingers through it, found her pussy hole and dipped my finger inside. She let out a moan when I touched her.

She was quite wet but I wanted to make sure she was ready for me. I got her to kneel on the bed and got down on my knees behind her.

I parted her pussy lips and stuck my tongue inside her. I licked her for a few minutes as she moaned and sometimes screamed. I certainly didn't want any of them walking in on this scene.

So I stood up and got behind her. The bed was perfect height for fucking. With her skirt bunched round her waist, her tights and knickers hanging off one leg, she looked like a proper little whore.

I grabbed her ass cheeks and parted them wide and began nudging my dick into her greasy teen fuck hole. Mrs Jackson mentioned it in her last minute instructions.

Basically, yes, the kids could use the pool as long as I was with them. If I didn't have a swim-suit with me I could borrow one of Mrs Jackson's.

I thanked her politely and assured her that I had brought a suit with me as I knew they had a pool and thought the kids might want to go in. Catch me wearing one of her suits?

Give me a break. She was twice my size. She also added a last minute rider about her brother, Peter. He would be dropping past sometime as he wanted to bring a few things over.

Did I know Peter? I didn't actually know him, but I had met him a couple of years back. A walking mass of facial hair.

I acknowledged that I'd met him previously and that I thought that I'd recognise him when he turned up.

Mr and Mrs Jackson departed and the kids and I went outside to play. It wasn't all that long and they were saying it's hot and can we go in the pool.

I assured them that would be fine and we all went inside to change, me laying down the law first that if they got so much as one finger wet before I was changed and with them, that would be all that got wet.

I had the use of the spare room and I quickly stripped and put on my bikini. Make that tried to put on my bikini.

It was six months or more since I last wore it and it seemed that I'd grown slightly. More than slightly in the bust area. My bust-line seemed to have increased by one full size.

The bottoms were reasonable. A trifle tighter than I liked but they still fitted me. The top, however, was a little too snug.

I was putting a bit of a strain on the straps, but I still managed to stuff everything into the cups.

Well, most of it. Maybe there was just a little bit overflowing. Looking at myself in the mirror I was just as happy that I wouldn't have anyone observing me.

Moving right to the top of things I must do were the words, buy a new bikini. I went out to join the kids.

For the next couple of hours we mucked about in the pool, getting thoroughly wet and having fun. The first I knew of company arriving was a little voice yelling, "It's Uncle Peter.

If I remember you're little Cynthia, the baby-sitter. Giving him an irritated look I straightened up, throwing my shoulders back a little.

Big mistake. Not because it threw my breasts into greater prominence, but because my prominent breasts over-loaded my old bikini top. I hadn't noticed that one of the straps had frayed stitching but it must have done.

The strap pulled loose from the breast cup, flicking up and over my shoulder, while the release of tension on the breast cup sent if flying the other way, leaving me with one breast on display.

I squeaked, there's no other word for the noise I made, and grabbed for the cup to hold it over my breast. That was mistake number two.

I should have covered my breast with my hand. By the time I was pressing the cup to my breast I was too late; there was already a hand there covering my breast, and it wasn't my hand.

There are children present. You have a very lovely breast. May I see the other one? Please take your hand away. As you pointed out, there are children present.

I know my sister keeps safety pins in there. I'll watch the kids while you do some repairs. After a quick repair to the broken strap I added an extra safety pin to the other strap, just in case.

Then I marched outside. I was just dropping off some stuff my mother asked me to give her. It's in the front room. I'll probably be back later with the rest of the things but, there again, I may not be able to get here until tomorrow.

I'll just see how things go. I kept out of his way as much as possible. No way was I going to do anything that would put a strain on my bikini.

Pins have been known to come undone, after all. Eventually Peter left, the kids insisting on escorting him out to his car. I trailed along behind, quite happy to wave him goodbye.

Just before he got in his car he looked at me and winked, looked at my breasts and winked again, and got in his car, laughing.

I was, I suddenly realised, holding my breast, the same one he'd touched. I hastily snatched my hand away from it, blushing like an idiot. Oddly enough the day seemed somewhat flat now that Peter wasn't there.

I chased the kids inside. It was time for dinner, after which they could have a bath and go to bed.

Everything went smoothly. Well, as smoothly as they ever do when you're dealing with children, but the kids finished up fed, washed, and in bed.

And they even fell asleep after a while. I was now able to sit back and relax, watch a video, or do whatever took my fancy.

It was just after eight, and I was watching a video, when there was a knock on the door. I was slightly surprised by this as the Jacksons had a perfectly good doorbell, which was what I would expect a visitor to use.

I opened the door to find Peter standing there, a box in his arms. I had some spare time so I thought I'd bring the rest of my sister's stuff over.

The loud doorbell was quite likely to wake the children and it would be a real pain trying to get them to bed a second time.

Even an hour's nap is enough to recharge their batteries. I opened the door to let him in. Peter carried his box into the front room and put it to one side.

Then he stretched. It was dawning on me that Peter was really a very large man. You'd expect him to seem large when playing with the children and when he was playing with me I'd been too disconcerted to notice his size.

Well, I noticed the size of his hand, but hadn't been considering his stature generally. Standing in the front room he seemed to tower over me and I felt quite petite next to him.

Six foot three. I could see you were wondering. So what if I had been wondering? That rotten man took advantage of my confusion to start undoing my blouse.

I tried to push his hands away, protesting that he had no right to do that. I'm not that crass that I expect you to start shedding clothes.

I just want to undo your bra and take another look at your lovely breasts. For some reason I can't get that picture of you standing there with one breast showing out of my mind.

Now stop wriggling for a moment. I'll just take a peek and then you can restore yourself to your normal state of decorum.

Peter took immediate advantage of my momentary relaxation to slip his hand around me and unhook my bra. I just wish I could unhook it as smoothly as he managed.

With that done he brushed my blouse off my shoulders and flicked the straps of my bra so they slid down my arms. I still had my blouse and bra on but effectively I was naked down to the waist.

I couldn't even try to shrug my blouse back into place as my arms were tangled up in it. Whether it was his intention or not and it probably was , I was going to have to shed both blouse and bra before I could put them on properly.

I gave Peter a very nasty look, the nastiest I could come up with. A total waste of a nasty look because he wasn't looking at my face. There's a reason women say, my eyes are up here.

Peter's eyes were glued to my breasts. For a moment I thought he'd stopped breathing, he was so still. He reached out a hand and very lightly touched one breast and then the other.

Pale as the purest marble but suffused with a delicate warm life. They are made to be worshipped. Who doesn't like to be complimented and told they're lovely?

I was so enthralled with what he was saying that at first I didn't really notice that his gentle touch of hand to breast was still there.

Peter's hand was running over a breast, rubbing my nipple, migrating to my other breast and repeating the performance.

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