Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2011 15:46:55 -0800 (PST) From: Julian Otero Subject: Who Needs Viagra? part 1 Who Needs Viagra? part one When you have a stunning adolescent girl of 13 looking you up and down, but mostly down, down between your legs, who needs Viagra? The nice snug blue Speedos I deliberately wore for her do show me off very well, but other men and boys on the beach wore the same or less, yet her eyes kept going to me. Her undisguised staring made me half-hard. Oh, dear sweet Jane, my 13 year old niece! She would rock you too if you got a glimpse of her from behind, as I did, looking for her at the airport, her slender frame squeezed into the tightest faded jeans with the inseam snug into her ass crack. The long pony tail, the boyish hips, feet shod in jhana cross trainers, walking like a girl on the verge of...womanhood? Well, her hips were showing just the very beginning promise of easy childbirth, but no, it was teenhood...wonderful, fresh start of teenhood. But I didn't yet know who I was watching. As my eyes followed the rolling ass cheeks I thought to myself "who's this little bitch whore? Come home with me, honey. Do!" Sexy teen girls like her often set off these interior monologues in me, and there were lots of such girls in the Bahamas. Just as I was about to add a string of much more obscene proposals, I noticed the boy with her. They resembled each other in slender build and his snug jeans, not as slim as hers, did reveal a very attractive boy butt. "Jesus," I whispered to myself when I realized, "these are my brother's kids!" I called her name and they both stopped and turned. In the car ride home I came to appreciate their personalities and intelligence as much as their bodies. They're twins and both were lively, curious, expressive and articulate. The way they talked and the way they moved indicated these kids were secure in their skin, confident of their abilities. At dinner Ellie too was impressed and afterward took me aside to say she was glad and would be happy to have them stay even longer than two weeks. We hadn't seen my brother and the kids for four years but the youngsters had stayed with us several times in the past. We didn't have kids but we always enjoyed them. Ellie and I decided at the start against kids of our own. We'd agreed to an open and swinging partnership when we got together so children of our own would only...well, you understand. The kids were different from when we saw them last. We could tell immediately this time was different.. It was hormones. Puberty had happened since we saw them last. An unmistakable scent of sex surrounded the two of them and I got the impression they knew just how they were attractive to others. Their lanky forms had begun developing curvaceous and shapely parts. They seemed to mirror a juvenile sexuality to each other. Yet I wondered if it was just puberty alone, wondered if it was also experience. In our bed my wife and I discussed the them. Besides being impressed with all their outgoing qualities we wondered about their sex life. The two of us were very open in sexual matters and always had been. Any practice seemed ok to us as long as all parties consented and enjoyed what occurred. Not that we did any and all things: we had our personal limits and taste, but were tolerant of other's desires too. We'd seen plenty of pornography and even boys and girls having sex was not just acceptable but beautiful to us. Age of consent for us way below what the law allowed. Now, we had two adolescent youngsters under our roof and it awakened our imaginations. A few of the couples we'd had sex with had teenage kids and we sometimes fantasied scenes with those kids included, but not my brother's "You think they've fucked yet?" Ellie softy mused in my ear as her hand slid between my legs. I closed my eyes and pictured it. "Hummmm...oh.....ah....how lovely." "It would be beautiful to see." Yes, it would be. As Ellie's talented mouth closed over my cock I imagined it was Jane's sweet mouth--or her brother's "Yes,....beautiful...." I said. Then, I came in her mouth. end part 1 I always like to receive comments, as well as suggestions for the next installment. Julian ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com