Take Care Of Your Son

Fbailey story number 608


Take Care Of Your Son


As I climbed up the ladder to get out of the swimming pool in my skimpy bikini I could feel the water tugging my bottoms down to reveal the upper few inches of my ass crack to my husband and son as they sat in the lawn chairs.

My husband caught up with me before I made it into the house and said, “Take care of your son’s sexual needs like you did for your brothers when you were his age.”

I went to my bedroom, got out of my wet suit, and then I got into the shower. As the warm water washed over my breasts I slipped a finger in between my pussy lips and started to gentle rub my clit. It felt really good.

Then I started thinking about my young teenage years.

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My girlfriend Stacey and I were very sexual girls when we were around our brothers. We teased the hell out of them constantly. We each had two brothers, one of which was two years older than we were and one that was two years younger than we were.

Our parents were the best of friends. That is my father and her mother were very friendly after their spouses ran off together. That is why we kids were together so much.

One Saturday after the adults went out to some all day party we were all at our house because we had a finished basement known as Romp-O-Room. Dad had a big television down there. It was fully carpeted with couches and old-fashioned beanbag chairs everywhere.

That was the day that started it all.

Stacey and I were wearing our tiny bikini tops with our blue jean miniskirts and thong panties.