The Joy of Looking, Chapter 52

  • Posted on May 11, 2015 at 11:29 am

By Naughty Mommy

I could scarcely believe my luck. Here I was, just a 12-year-old girl in a room full of beautiful women… and they were all about to start having sex with each other and let me and my even younger sister watch them! It still takes my breath away to think about it. Of course, this was only the start of even greater adventures to come for me and my mom and both of my sisters. We’ll get to all of that soon enough.

Anyway, I’m going to take a minute now and tell you what everyone was wearing that evening (before they started taking their clothes off) and how they looked to me at the time. I can tell you this because I wrote it all down the next day so I would always remember it. That was when I officially began this memoir, in fact, although I had no idea then how extensive it would eventually become. Most of the things I’ve told you about before are only from memory, but starting from here, just about everything is exactly as it happened.

Would you like me to share with you how my memoir actually begins? Here is what I wrote the next day:

This is the start of my sexual diary. Julie’s SeXual Diary. [Yes, I made a capital X, silly me.] Begin date: March 9, 2010. In here, I will tell as much as I can about what has happened to me and what will happen to me, starting from 2 years ago when I was 10 until _____. [I left that space blank, not knowing how long I would continue the diary, and it’s still blank. I’m 18 now, as I’m writing this, but the diary was maintained only for about a year.] This is all about how I learned about sex, about being a grownup sexual adult woman person. [For the first couple of months, my diary was written out in longhand, not on a computer, and the cross-outs are that way in the original.]

All right, I guess that’s enough of the diary. Let me go ahead and tell you what they were wearing.

We’ll begin with Melissa, since I liked her so much. She was in a super short minidress with princess sleeves. It was lavender and blue, in a paisley pattern, with an empire waist and a scoop neckline. Around the high waist was a white ribbon, tied in a bow. She was wearing a matching white ribbon in her hair too, tied in a bow, along with flat black shoes. You have to imagine this: she was the tallest woman in the room, about 5’10”, with very long legs and in a tiny dress. But with her almost totally flat chest, and her cute cherubic face, and the way she was dressed, she looked just like a little girl, an extremely tall, extremely sexy little girl. So yummy and delicious!

Tracy was wearing a leather mini-skirt, black, along with a sort of spangly gold tank top that was tucked in to the skirt, and black fishnet stockings. She had a bra on, but it was thin enough that you could easily see her nipples poking through the top. When I saw her for the first time that night, she already had her shoes off, but she had been wearing black pumps with four-inch heels.

Danni was in a skirt too. In fact, every girl in the room was wearing either a skirt or a dress (except for me and Kate, that is), so there was plenty of leg on display, which I love to see. Danni’s skirt was dark brown and split on one side way up high. It came down to about her knees, but every time she moved she showed off her smooth tanned thigh. On top she wore a thin sleeveless v-neck sweater that buttoned down the front. It was white, and the buttons were open far enough to clearly reveal that she was not wearing a bra. Of course, her dark pokey nipples made that pretty obvious too. Her shoes were wedge sandals. It was the wrong season for sandals, but I don’t think Danni worried too much about that kind of stuff.

The dress Carla was wearing was absolutely gorgeous. It was luscious satin silk, royal blue, with a deeply plunging neckline. It flowed over her body like someone poured paint on her or something. It actually came to below her knees, but with her beautiful legs, her sheer white stockings, and her high heels (color-matched with the dress, naturally), she looked spectacular.

My mom, I already told you about, her hot red party dress.

And finally, the two new girls. Casey was in a bronze-colored dress with cap sleeves and a sweetheart neckline. The dress was really tight and really short. She had superb legs and was obviously happy to show them off. Her stiletto heels, which she wore without nylons, made her legs look even longer and sleeker. Very, very nice. Candy was wearing a gray dress with a halter top, extremely low-cut on the sides and in the front. It was quite revealing. The jagged hemline came to, well, parts of it were about knee-length, but other parts were a lot higher. It was a super sexy dress. Oh, and it had sequins sewn on it too, so it was really glittery and pretty. Her shoes were dark gray ankle boots. She looked great.

Now let’s get back to the action…

My mother had moved onto her knees in front of the chair where Casey was sitting. They both had their shoes off. As I watched, my mom ran her hands up and down the girl’s long bare legs, slowly pushing them apart. I was crouching at the side of the chair and slightly back. In her new position, Mommy could easily see me, and I knew she had, but she hadn’t done anything to give me away. The girl, Casey, could have seen me too if she’d turned her head far enough, but she was entirely focused on my mom and on what they were doing. A lot of the time they were kissing, anyway, and her eyes were closed. I scooted in even further.

On the sofa, not far from me, Melissa was finger-fucking Danni from behind. She was staring at the girl’s cunt and sometimes leaning in for a lick, possibly tonguing her asshole, although I couldn’t see that from where I was. Danni had a hand down inside Candy’s panties, but she seemed too distracted by what Melissa was doing to really rub Candy at all. She was trembling and sweating, her eyes shut, her face red, saying, “Yeah, yeah, oh god yes, fuck me harder, harder!”

Within just a few more seconds, our favorite babysitter exploded into orgasm. She was the first to come that night, not surprisingly.

Casey and my mother both looked over at Danni as she cried out in ecstasy. I heard Casey breathe, “Oh my god…”

I could see Kate from where I was, but luckily she was outside Casey’s line of vision. My sister’s eyes were wide as she took in the teenager’s noisy climax. The expression on her face made me think Kate was masturbating while she watched, as I was doing too.

My mom reached behind her back to open the zipper on her dress, letting the straps fall from her shoulders, unveiling her beautiful breasts to Casey. They were held in a black satin bra that pushed them up, accentuating their delectable fullness. The girl sighed as she saw them, “So nice,” and placed her hands over them. My mother put her hands on top of Casey’s, squeezing them tightly as she gazed into the young brunette’s eyes. She leaned forward and they kissed. I rubbed my clit faster.

As soon as she finished her first climax, Danni flipped over on the sofa, leaning back against Candy. Hiking up her skirt and opening her legs, revealing a hot pink thong that she pulled to the side, she begged Melissa to lick her, “Make me come again! Please! I want to come again!”

Melissa grinned at her, nodding, but decided to tease her a bit by making her wait. “Let me get these out of way first,” she said, as she started undoing the straps on one of Danni’s wedge sandals.

“Okay, but hurry!” Danni pleaded.

After both sandals were off, Melissa hooked her fingers inside the pink thong and pulled it down Danni’s legs. She held the undies up to her nose, sniffing them and then kissing the crotch. Danni moaned. She was rubbing her clit, so intent on having another orgasm that she would get it any way she could. Melissa looked at the girl’s shaved pussy and licked her lips. Candy, who was watching all this from behind Danni, had her hands on the teen’s breasts and was playing with her nipples. Melissa was still fully clothed at this point, wearing her babydoll dress, but as she bent down to begin licking, the tiny dress pulled up far enough over her bottom that I could see she was wearing white cotton little girl panties. Ooh, how adorable!

From where I was, I couldn’t see what was happening on the loveseat, but I could hear gasps and groans and wet sounds, and it was obvious that Tracy and Carla were having a very good time together. I noticed that Kate kept looking back and forth, from the sofa to the loveseat and back again, trying to watch everything at once.

My mother reached back to unhook her bra. The straps slid down her arms, baring her breasts, her large brown nipples fully erect. She took her tits in her hands, pressing them together, squeezing the nipples so hard I thought it must hurt her. Perhaps it did, and perhaps she enjoyed that kind of pain, because I saw her shudder and take in a sharp breath as she did it. Sighing hungrily and smiling, Mommy leaned in close, pointing one of her long nipples at Casey’s mouth. The girl closed her eyes and began to suck.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I couldn’t stand it. I had to be part of what was happening. I quickly crawled the remaining distance between me and my mother. She saw me coming and turned her face toward mine. We kissed.

I had one hand on Mommy’s warm back and my other on her cheek, petting her face as we kissed wetly and warmly. Casey was so involved in sucking my mother’s tit that at first she didn’t realize I was there. Candy had seen me, though, from her spot on the sofa. She didn’t say anything, but when I glanced over that way while still kissing my mom, I found Candy staring at me, open-mouthed. I almost started to laugh.

Just then Casey opened her eyes and saw me too. My mom and I ended the kiss and looked at the girl. She let Mommy’s big nipple come out of her mouth with an almost audible pop and also just stared. Now I did start to giggle.

“What — who — who’s this?” Casey babbled, wide-eyed. She didn’t seem upset, just very surprised.

My mother smiled and kissed my cheek. “This is my daughter.”

I grinned at Casey. She looked at my face and then down at my immature little boobies, apparently comprehending how young I was. She shook her head in amazement.

My mother took my face in her hands, turning me to her. She kissed me deeply, shoving her tongue into my mouth, clearly putting on a show for the two new girls. I loved it. I wrapped my arms around her — well, actually only one arm, because with the other hand I grabbed her tit and squeezed her nipple, thinking that would be even more of a spectacle for them.

And it was. As my mom and I kissed, our tongues deeply probing, my hand on her breasts — and her hand now on my breasts — I could hear plenty of oohs and aahs, sighs of pleasure from the rest of the room. We certainly had their attention now.

We finished the kiss and she got to her feet, bringing me with her. She was still wearing a black thong, but that was all, and I was nude, of course. We stood side by side, her arm around my shoulder, mine around her waist, and she introduced me.

“Casey and Candy, I would like to present my daughter, Julie. She’s 12 years old, and I’m very proud of her. Julie, please say hello to our guests.”

I smiled, “Hello, Casey. Hello, Candy. It’s nice to meet you.”

As said this, I spied my sister’s little chipmunk face peeking out from behind the sofa. Neither of the new girls had noticed her yet.

Carla and Tracy were standing across the room, having arisen from the love seat. They were both dressed, sort of. That is, they had their clothes on but they looked disheveled and their makeup was badly smeared. They’d been having fun over there.

Melissa lifted her face from Danni’s crotch, wiping her chin as she smiled at me. I felt a little bad for Danni, because I was almost sure we must have interrupted her on the verge of another orgasm. On the other hand, Danni was nearly always on the verge of an orgasm, so maybe that didn’t matter much.

My mom went on, “And there is someone else I would like you to meet, too. Kate, will you stand up, please?”

She did, smiling hugely and blushing at the same time. As Mommy made her humorous formal introduction of my sister, specifically mentioning her age, I heard more oohs and aahs, although this time mostly just from the newcomers, Casey and Candy, since the others already knew Kate. It was plain that we had succeeded in surprising and delighting our guests.

There was a short pause, as no one seemed to know quite what to do next. But then Tracy approached Kate, giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and Melissa came rushing over to me, grabbing me and squeezing me.

“Julie, I’m so happy to see you again!” She held me at arm’s length, her eyes running up and down my body. “You are such a beautiful girl.”

“Thanks,” I blushed. “Um, I really like your dress a lot.”

“Oh, thank you!” Melissa did a cute little curtsy for me, which was perfect for what she was wearing.

I felt a tap on my arm. It was Casey.

“Uh, hi, I’m Casey,” she began, a little awkwardly. She actually held out her hand to shake mine, and I took it. I think we both recognized the absurdity of a handshake at a time like that, but people do strange things.

“It’s, uh, it’s very nice to meet you,” Casey added. Then she laughed, “Your mother has told me nothing about you!”

I laughed too, and the ice was broken. We hugged.

Across the room, I saw that Danni had actually leaped over the back of the sofa and was giving Kate a bear hug, picking her right up off the ground. Candy greeted Kate while kneeling on the sofa, and then she turned and came over to meet me.

Casey said, “This is my little sister, Candy.”

So they were sisters! Awesome!!

“Hi,” I smiled and nodded. The girl kissed my cheek and I kissed hers. Casey left us to go say hello to Kate, Mommy going with her.

As I chatted with Candy, Carla came over and gave me a nice hug. That was when I got the chance to really appreciate her sensational dress. Candy and I both complimented her on it, as did Melissa, who was with us.

“That’s so nice of you to say,” Carla smiled, “but for my money, the two girls here with the prettiest outfits are definitely Julie and Kate!” We had a good laugh about that.

For the next few minutes, everyone mingled, briefly talking, loosening up a bit, letting go of the tension that had come into the room when our secret presence was revealed. But things soon settled down again. Or maybe I should say they heated up again.

The pairings were a little different this time. In fact, they ended up being trios instead of pairs.

First, Danni decided that she just had to see what was under Carla’s dress. She got it off her, being careful to lay the dress gently over a chair off to the side, and then she actually walked in a circle around Carla, admiring her lovely underthings. The woman was wearing a delicate white demi-cup bra with matching lace panties, along with sheer white stockings and a white garter belt. She still had her high heels on, and she looked, well, the Victoria’s Secret models would have been ashamed to stand next to her. She was stunning.

Danni, who was naked, kept rubbing her own pussy as she circled Carla. She was practically drooling. I heard her ask if she could take off the white panties next, and Carla told her sure, go ahead. The panties were on the outside of the garter belt, so after they were removed, Carla’s pussy was left beautifully framed by the remaining garments. Danni’s eyes seemed to get even bigger when she saw Carla’s thick labia. She was masturbating vigorously as she sat Carla in a chair, pushed her legs apart, and leaned in to start eating her.

A moment later, Casey, who was still wearing her bronze mini-dress, got on the floor behind Danni. She reached between Danni’s legs and began rubbing her pussy, then bent down and put her face there too, licking her. It took no more than half a minute for Danni to have another orgasm.

Casey’s sister, Candy, was sitting on the sofa now with Tracy. They were starting to kiss and touch, quite enthusiastically. Tracy appeared eager to get Candy’s dress off and Candy seemed equally eager to get her hands on Tracy’s tits. She kept grabbing at Tracy’s boobs through her spangly gold top, and soon pulled the tank top up and off. Tracy’s sheer black bra, which hid nothing, had a front closure. Candy spotted that and the bra was gone in no time.

As Candy was about to push Tracy down and begin licking her boobs, Tracy gently stopped her. She turned to Kate, who was leaning over the back of the sofa, watching them intently. I couldn’t hear what was said, but in response, my sister came around to the front of the sofa where the two older girls let her nestle in between them. Kate looked ecstatic.

After the three of them talked for a moment, Candy leaned down to take off her ankle boots, then got up and stood with her back to them so Kate could unzip her dress. Underneath she was wearing only a gray thong, nearly the same color as the pretty dress. Her long slim legs were bare, and of course with that dress she couldn’t have worn a bra. Candy also let Kate pull down her thong, and then she was naked. She did a dainty pirouette for them, and we could see that her pussy was smooth and bald like a little girl’s.

Tracy stood up then and unzipped her black leather skirt, stepping out of it and laying it over the back of the sofa. Her top and her bra were already off, and she’d left her heels over by the loveseat, so all she had on was a pair of crotchless black fishnet stockings with no undies. Candy had remained standing, and now the two girls faced each other and kissed, using plenty of tongue, their hands roaming over each other’s trim bodies. They kissed that way for only a few seconds, though, before asking Kate to get up and join them. It was amazing to see my 10-year-old sister being kissed and caressed by a sexy pair of 18-year-old girls. I’m sure she thought she was in heaven.

I was able to see what happened with Kate and Candy and Tracy, and also with Danni and Carla and Casey, because I’d been standing with my mom and Melissa and we were content for a while to observe the others. But as Kate became absorbed in her three-way kiss with Tracy and Candy, my mother turned to me and gave me a nice wet kiss too. Then she kissed Melissa the same way, and Melissa kissed me, and we began enjoying our own lovely version of the three-way kiss.

Now I was in heaven. Two of the females I most liked and admired in the world were both kissing me at the same time! I could smell my mom’s familiar perfume, which always made me amorous, and I could smell Melissa’s sweet perfume too. I tasted their lips, played with their tongues, and felt their hands on my naked body.

We continued kissing that way for several minutes. I shivered in pleasure as Melissa’s fingers and my mother’s fingers caressed me everywhere, stroking my thighs, fondling my nipples, rubbing my back and my bottom, even reaching between my legs to brush over my pussy lips. It was so intoxicating to have their hands on me that way that I did very little touching of them in return. I just stood and let everything happen, my eyes closed, my lips apart, my breath coming faster, my little pussy definitely getting very wet.

At some point, they stopped touching me and stepped back a bit, whether preparing to take the next step or waiting for me to tell them what I wanted, I wasn’t certain. I opened my eyes and saw them both smiling at me and at each other. My mom was holding her breasts and squeezing her own nipples, as she so often did.

I took a moment to glance around. Katie was seated on the sofa, slumped down in the center, with her legs spread wide and a finger inside herself, sliding rapidly in and out. Tracy and Candy were kneeling above her, facing toward each other and kissing. Each had a hand between the other girl’s legs, rubbing excitedly. It seemed like there might be three orgasms coming soon there.

On the other side of the room, I could hear Danni climaxing (of course). I wasn’t sure what Casey or Carla might be doing, but I didn’t bother to look, because my mother asked me, “What do you want to do next, baby girl?”

I turned to her, smiling shyly, and then looked at Melissa. “Um, can I, can I tell you something?”

“Sure, you can, sweetie,” Melissa said, caressing my cheek, “anything.”

“Well, it’s just, um, in that dress and stuff, you look almost like you could be just a child. Like maybe, you know, a little girl I might babysit for or something. I hope you don’t mind my saying that.”

“Of course I don’t mind,” she giggled. “That’s sort of the effect I was going for.”

I continued, “So, uh, I wondered if it would be okay if I, like, maybe pretended something.”

“Pretended what?” She cocked her head. “Do you want to take off my dress and imagine I’m a little girl you’re babysitting? We could pretend that.”

“Yeah, but, um, maybe instead of babysitting, how about if we pretend you’re my sister… so, like, I’m 12, and maybe you’re only, I don’t know, 8 or something…”

“Ooh, yes, I like that,” my mom said. She was masturbating as she listened to us.

“You want me to be your little sister?” Melissa grinned. “Your 8-year-old little sister?”

“Uh-huh,” I nodded. This was getting me intensely aroused. I knew it was risky, revealing to them my fantasy of having sex with my baby sister, but I couldn’t help myself.

“What a naughty idea,” whispered Melissa, as she leaned in to kiss my lips. “Let’s do it!”

Continue on to Chapter 53

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