Message-ID: <16072eli$9810050527@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "terry schulz" Subject: "Kids SEE the Darndest Things" PART TWO (M/fff;teen;pre-teens;exhib) 0Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981004125209.23375.qmail@hotmail.com> Kids SEE the Darndest Things (M/fff;teen;pre-teens;exhib) PART TWO by SCHULZIE The next morning, I awoke to sun-filled skies. When I came downstairs, I found that the twins were already up, had made themselves breakfast, and had their bathing suits on. They were ready for the beach. "We're ready to go now, Rick," said Kara or Kristi. "Whoa, hold on a minute, girls. Let me take a shower, get a cup of coffee, and then put my swimming trunks on. Then, I'll be ready." "Why can't we just go in by ourselves, Rick?" said one of the twins, "We know how to swim." "I'm sure you do," I told them, "but I need to check two things first. I want to make sure the surf's not too rough, and I want to check to see if there are any jelly fish near the beach. The last thing either of you wants is to get stung by a jelly fish." "Okay, we'll wait," the girl's said, somewhat reluctantly. I looked at the girl's in their cute little one-piece bathing suits. But they couldn't compare with what I saw next. Down the stairs came Sissy wearing the tiniest bikini I had ever seen in my life. Holy shit! I said to myself. She's practically naked. The top of her bikini amounted to two tiny triangles of fabric just large enough to cover her nipples and the under curves of her breasts. Down below, she was wearing a thong. The only thing it covered was her blonde- haired little pussy. In the back, there was a string that went up between her ass cheeks, but for all intents and purposes, her butt was completely naked. "Good morning, Rick," Sissy said cheerfully, as she passed me in the kitchen. "I see you're ready for the beach, too," I said, trying not to make my staring at her body too obvious. When she went to the refrigerator to get some juice, I looked at her ass. This was a hundred times better than the view I had last night when I could just barely see it peeking out from under the towel. "Almost ready," she replied, "I've got a few more things to do before we go." "Me, too," I said, "I'm just going to put some coffee on, take a shower, have some coffee, and then...away we go." "Oh, you're gonna take a shower?" she asked. "Yeah. Why?" "Oh...uh...nothing. Gee, I hope you have enough hot water left. Both the girls took showers this morning, and they are such slow pokes in there, I'm afraid they might have used it all up. "Not to worry," I replied. "I've got a huge hot water heater here, so I'm sure there's enough for all of us." "Oh, that's good," Sissy said, as she poured her juice. I tried to keep my mind focused on getting the coffeemaker ready, but it was so damned hard watching this little nubile teen walking around in front of me, virtually nude. I kept wishing those little scraps of fabric covering her nipples and her pussy would dissolve so I could see her totally naked. I got the coffee in the filter just in time to rush upstairs and take my shower. Any longer and I would've had a real problem. I had only worn gym shorts to go downstairs to make the coffee, but the way Sissy's bikini display was affecting me, I could feel my cock starting to get hard. Any harder and it would've started to make a tent pole inside my shorts, obviously visible to Sissy and the twins who were nearby. So, I went upstairs into the bathroom, dropped my shorts, turned on the water, and got in, closing the sliding glass door behind me. After I adjusted the water temperature, I began to soap my body. The whole time I was in there, all I could picture in my mind was Sissy and her terrific teen body. The sight of her near nakedness downstairs just added to the little shows I got yesterday, especially when I saw her cute, little pussy. All of these images returning to my mind made my dick stiffen completely, and now I stood under the hot shower with a full erection. Well, I did it twice last night, one more time's not going to hurt, I told myself. I let the spray of the shower hit the front of me as I stroked my engorged organ. I figured if I jerked off, then topped it all off by rinsing myself with cold water, maybe that would satisfy my cock for awhile. I started to yank on my cock vigorously, hoping to shoot off in the water that was cascading down from the showerhead, when I heard the bathroom door open. "Hi, Rick, it's just me," Sissy said, entering the bathroom without even knocking. I stopped stroking my dick and turned to hide the condition of my cock. Through the shower door, I'm sure she was getting a good view of my ass. "What are you doing, Sissy?" I asked her. "I needed some Q-Tips, and I thought there might be some in your medicine cabinet," she answered. I was just about to berate her for entering the bathroom without knocking when I heard her say, "Ouch!" "What happened?!" I asked. "I just cut myself on the metal edge of the medicine cabinet. Oww! It hurts!" Oh damn, I thought. "Is it bleeding?" "Yes, it's really bleeding, Rick!" Shit! Guess I better see how bad it is. Opening the shower door a little bit, I poked my head out and said, "Let me see." Sissy stepped toward the shower and held out her finger. I looked at the cut and saw the blood gushing out. I couldn't tell whether it was deep enough to need a stitch or two, but I knew I had to do something to stop the bleeding. I looked at Sissy and started to say something, but I stopped, noticing her eyes. Her eyes were looking down through the glass shower door, right at my erect cock. Since my body was right up against the door, she could see my hard-on with all the detail the steamy, wet shower door would allow. "Hand me that towel behind you, Sissy, please?" With her uninjured hand, Sissy reached behind her to the towel rack and got me a towel. Taking it from her, I wrapped the towel around myself, and stepped outside the shower. I got a cotton gauze from the medicine cabinet and put pressure on Sissy's finger to stop the bleeding. As I stood there, something occurred to me. Wrapping the towel around me was only solving half of my problem. True, Sissy could not actually see my erect dick, but she sure as hell could tell it was there. All I had succeeded in doing was hiding it, but I couldn't very well hide the bulge it was creating under the towel. There was no way she could miss my stiff dick, standing straight up, taking the towel up in the air along with it. One glance at where her eyes were looking confirmed that. She was looking right at my covered cock sticking up under the towel. To make matters worse, Sissy was still wearing her bikini, that skimpy bathing suit, and my eyes were checking her out almost as much as she was checking me out. This was only making my cock harder, and then it started to throb, visibly, under the towel. The throbbing didn't go unnoticed by Sissy who stood there next to me, gawking at it. I didn't know what to do or say. Should I even mention it by apologizing for it? I finally decided to tend to her wound first, then worry about what was happening under my towel later. After a few minutes, I lifted the gauze up and looked at her cut. It wasn't as I deep as I first feared, so I was sure it wouldn't need any stitches. I pack a little bit of cotton ball up against the wound, then put some adhesive tape around her finger to hold the cotton in place. By that time, my hard-on had subsided a little, but not much. I sent her downstairs to wait for me, then I got back in the shower, jerked off like crazy, spewing my cum all over the shower wall, then finished it all off with a blast of cold water until my dick returned to its flaccid state. After I got out of the shower and dried myself off, I decided to check the medicine cabinet to see if I could fix the sharp edge that Sissy cut her finger on. Carefully, I ran my finger around all the metal edges of the cabinet; the door, the frame, even the mirror. There were no sharp edges at all. I was puzzled. What could Sissy have cut herself on? Then it hit me. It seemed unbelievable at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it must be true. She had planned the whole thing. Somehow or another, she cut her finger, maybe with a knife, maybe with scissors. But why? For attention? She didn't seem to be the kind of girl who would do something dramatic just to get attention. Of course, anything's possible. Then I remembered that downstairs she seemed to perk up when I mentioned I was going to take a shower. She explained her interest by saying something about the twins using up all the hot water. But now, Sissy's words were no longer ringing true. It came to me in a instant. That little Peeping Thomasina! She was trying to sneak a peek at me naked, and what better way to accomplish that than to find an excuse to come into the bathroom while I was showering, then inventing an "accident" to make me step out of the shower. After all, what was so important that she needed to walk in the bathroom looking for Q-Tips. Couldn't that wait? Then I noticed another clue. On the outside of the bathroom door, on the doorknob, I saw a couple of drops of blood. How did they get there? I had already covered her wound before she left the bathroom. She said she cut herself in the bathroom. How did blood get on the doorknob before she cut her finger? It couldn't, unless...she cut her finger BEFORE she was in the bathroom. That's it! She faked the whole thing just to cop a peek at old Uncle Rick while I was naked in the shower. Then realizing exactly what she saw, I guessed that she probably saw more than she had bargained for. She didn't just see my dick, she saw my stiff, erect dick through the glass door of the shower. Then she could my cock as it stood, hard and firm, beneath my towel. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. Well, if a dick is what she wants to see, I thought to myself, then a dick is what she's going to see. I went over to my dresser and pulled out one of my old bathing suits and ripped the lining out from the inside. I put them on and headed downstairs. "Ready everybody?" I asked the group. "Yeah," said the twins in unison. "Uh-huh," said Sissy, looking down. I went over to heard, lifted her chin up, looked her in the eye, and said, "What's wrong, Sissy? Your finger still hurt?" "Yeah," she said, "and I feel so stupid." I just looked at her and said, "Accidents happen." I grabbed a pair of dark sunglasses, a couple of blankets, and then outside to the beach we went. Since the beach was just a short walk away from the house, we didn't have far to walk. Just a short walk on the trail across the small bluff next to the shore, down the short slope, and then onto the beach. When we got to the edge of the bluff, I said to the girls, "I've got an idea. Why don't we lay the blankets down here instead of on the beach so we don't get so much sand all over it and us?" Sissy said, "Sounds like a great idea to me. I hate getting sand on me, especially when it gets mixed in with my suntan oil." But the twins were not pleased at all with the idea. "Can't we lay our blankets out on the sand? I like the sand," said one of them. "Yeah, me too!" said the other. I knew they wouldn't like the idea. That's why I suggested it. With them down on the beach, it would be easier for me to put my little scheme into effect up here on the bluff without them seeing, yet still be able to keep my eye on them. "Okay," I said. "You two can have the lower bunk and we'll take the top. But let's all go down to the water to make sure it's safe." I dropped the large beach blanket off where we stood, and gave the other two to the twins to carry down to the beach. So, we all marched down to the edge of the water. I took a few steps into the gulf. It was seasonable warm and comfortable. The waves were mild, and I saw no signs of jelly fish. "Seems safe to me. I'm going in for a short dip. Who's going with me?" The twins waved their hands and shouted, "Me, me!" I looked at Sissy and said, "How about you?" Sissy replied, "Okay, but just for a few minutes. I want to soak up some rays as much as I can while I'm here." "Sounds good to me," I said. And so for awhile, we were all in the water, splashing around and having fun. But after a few minutes, Sissy decided she wanted to go back up to the bluff and lay out on the blanket to work on her tan. I told her I'd be up in a few minutes and that she should save me some space on the big blanket. I wanted her to get herself settled up there before I joined her. I stayed out in the water a little longer, horsing around with the twins before I decided it was time to go up with Sissy. "You two behave yourselves down here," I told Kristi and Kara, "and just give me a shout if you need me." "Okay," they said, only half paying attention to me. I walked slowly back up the slope to the top of the bluff and saw that Sissy had already spread suntan oil over her body, and was now laying on her back, soaking in the sun's rays. "It looks like the twins are having fun down there," I said, as I sat down next to Sissy, facing her. Sissy had her eyes closed. "Yeah, they love the water. They could stay out there for hours, if you'd let them." I laid back on the blanket, with my head down near Sissy's feet. Since her eyes were closed, it gave me the chance to adjust myself. Quietly, I reached inside my bathing suit through the pant leg and made sure my dick was resting on my right thigh, the side closest to Sissy. Then I pulled the bathing suit up, exposing the head of my dick to Sissy, if she chose to look. "Darn," I said, faking forgetfulness, "I forgot my suntan lotion. Would you mind sharing some of yours with me?" "No, I don't mind," she said, reaching to her side to get the bottle. Then she sat up to reach down and hand the bottle to me. As she did, I could see that she noticed what was peeking out at the end of my bathing suit. She tried to act nonchalant when she spied the head of my cock lying there at the top of my leg, but through my dark sunglasses, I knew it had caught her attention. "Thanks," I said, taking the bottle from her. I laid back and started applying the tanning oil on my chest. While I was doing that, I watched Sissy through my sunglasses, even though my head was turned slightly away from her. She had no idea I was paying attention to her. It was obvious she was intently staring at the head of my cock as it lay there, soft, on my thigh. She couldn't or wouldn't take her eyes off of it. She sort of squirmed around as she watched it, as she propped herself up on one elbow. I seemed to be paying no attention to her as far as she could tell, but I was observing her carefully. For whatever reason, the sight of my dick was very interesting to her. Now it was time for me to turn up the heat a little. As I began putting some of the oil on my arms, I would glance over at her to check out her bikini-clad body. God, what a body. And with all that oil on it, it glistened in the sun. Those great looking boobs looked like they were trying to bust out of that tiny bikini top. I thought back to the short glimpse I got last night in bed when she leaned over to hug me. I wish I could see those nipples again, standing erect under the warmth of the sun. Then I looked down at her crotch, and I loved how the center of the flimsy piece of material of her bottoms was wedged in her slit, accenting her cute teen pussy. I knew if I looked at her body long enough, my cock would begin to get still. And so it did. I could feel my dick begin to twitch beneath the leg of my bathing suit, stirring just a little, but still enough to catch Sissy's eye. The moment it began to stir, she shifted a little, leaning a little bit closer to it to get a better look. My cock began to straighten out a little more and now, the head of my dick was beginning to poke out beyond the bottom of the leg of the suit. Now she really adjusted her position, scooting down a little so her head was now at the same level as my crotch, until her head was only about two feet away from my cock. She was breathing a little heavier now, and I swear I could see her licking her lips. And still my dick grew larger and harder. It began to rise pressing against the edge of my bathing suit, the head now completely out in the open for her to see. From time to time, she'd look down at my face to see if I knew what was happening in my bathing suit, but I acted as though nothing was out of the ordinary. And still my cock stiffened, right in front of her eyes. Now not only was the head of my dick exposed to her, but clearly the next inch. Then I acted boldly and really caught her off-guard. I handed the bottle of oil back to her and said, "Sissy, would you get my legs for me, please?" You could have heard a pin drop. First she looked at me, then my dick, then the bottle of oil, then my dick, then my face, then my dick. She acted as though she couldn't decide what to do. Should she tell me my dick was sticking out or say nothing? Should she go ahead and put the oil on my legs and hope she didn't touch it? Or did she want to touch it, but wasn't sure if she should? I thought putting her in this dilemma was a perfect payback for the little panic she put me in back in the bathroom. "You want ME to put oil on your legs? she asked, as if she wasn't sure she heard me right. "You don't mind, do you?" I asked her. After a second or two of hesitancy, she said, "Uh...no...I don't mind. Are you sure YOU don't mind?" "No, go ahead," I told her, turning my head as though I was just kicking back and relaxing in the sun. I continued watching her from the corner of my eye. She paused for a second or two, shrugged, and said, "Okay." She poured some of the suntan oil into her hand and did exactly what I thought she would do. She started working on my left leg first, completely avoiding the right leg where my dick was sticking out, as though she wanted to avoid the inevitable. She began with my foot, coating it completely with the oil, all the time keeping her eye on my dick. The combination of the heat from the sun, her body, and the soft, gentleness of her rubbing the oil on my leg, made my cock twitch and resume its growth. Now, another inch had appeared from under the bathing suit, almost half of its entire length was visible to her gaze. Her hands worked their way up my leg, working the shins, then the knee, and on to the front of my thigh. Now that her hands were on my upper thigh and closer to my crotch, my cock responded even more. It grew longer and harder, and now more than half of it was stiff and starting to point upward. As she got near the top of my leg, she stopped and started to work on my right foot, but I stopped her. "Sissy, could you make sure you put some oil just under where my bathing suit ends? I tend to burn in places like that." She got a look on her face that was part excitement and part terror. It was as though she knew she'd have to do the same when she got to the top of my other leg. And she probably had no idea what to do once she got there. She put a little more oil on her hand, reached under my left legband, and spread the oil on my uppermost left thigh. If this had been my right thigh, she would have had my cock in her hand. By the time she started back down at the bottom of my right leg, my cock was almost completely erect, throbbing and twitching. I could see that she was mesmerized looking at my hard-on, and I assumed that mine was the first erection she had ever seen. Not once would she take her eyes of my swollen organ as she moved her hand upward, past my shin and my knee. At this point, the upward motion of my erection was now pushing the legband down to the base of my cock until the entire length was exposed and pointing toward the heavens. She was visibly trembling now as the moment of truth was approaching. Her hands were on my thighs now and slowly working their way up, inch-by-inch, toward my cock. Her eyes were glued to my dick as it began to throb faster and twitch and jump only inches away from her fingertips. I could feel a bit of pre-cum start to ooze out of the tip of my dick, and dribble down the shaft. By the look on her face, I could tell that she didn't know what to make of all this. And now, my cock was fully erect and beginning to point at an angle toward my stomach. Her fingers were very close to my legband, and now she had to finish up what she had started. She took her time putting more oil on her hands before returning them to my leg. She put her left hand under the legband to the far side of my leg, and put her right hand on my inner thigh under the legband. She kept her hands in those places for the longest time, rubbing the oil in slowly, trying to avoid moving her hands to the last place it could possibly go - to my dick! Her right hand moved upward a little bit more beneath the legband until her fingertips brushed ever so softly against my balls. The sensation of her fingers against my scrotum really caused my dick to do a little dance for her and even more pre-cum flowed from the head of my cock. Just before I was about to see what she would finally do, she was interrupted by one of the twins who came running up the bluff toward us, shouting, "Come quick, we just saw a dolphin!" I quickly rolled over on my stomach. Sissy didn't need a second invitation. She jumped up and headed for the beach. I watched as the girls ran to the water's edge and looked out on the gulf for the dolphin. I sat there chuckling, knowing that I had just finished putting Sissy through the same hell she had put me through earlier. Of course, I knew I'd have to jerk off after this, but it was well worth it. 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