Erin comes home from the convent
Authors note: Of course, everyone in this story is at least 18 years of age...
Erin was nervous. She was going home for the first time since she was 12 years old. Six years. Six long, lonely years. Strict years. Safe years. The train was making a clickety-clackety noise, over and over again, and she found herself automatically sliding into the rhythm as she tried to meditate, to pray, hoping for some guidance.
The door to her compartment suddenly opened and a man appeared, struggling with two bags. Noticing her, he stopped, staring for a moment, then hastily putting his bags down and removing his hat, he bowed slightly in her direction.
"I'm sorry to have disturbed you, Sister," he said. "I hope you don't mind," he added, glancing at the seat.
"No, not at all," Erin said, embarrassed. "And I'm not a Sister," she added. "I'm only an acolyte."
"Oh, I'm sorry," the man said, sitting down. "I didn't realize there were degrees of it or anything."
"It just means I haven't taken my final vows yet," Erin explained, nervously adjusting her convent robes.
"I see," the man said agreeably. "Is that something you plan on doing?" he asked.
"I'm not sure yet," Erin replied. "That's why I'm going home, to make that decision."
"Well, you have your whole life ahead of you," the man said. "It's a decision you can always make, isn't it?"
"Y-y-yes," Erin replied, surprised by the thought.
"I'm sure you'll make the right decision," the man said, smiling at her.
"Yes, I'm sure I will too," Erin agreed, nervously twisting her hands.
The train pulled into the station and Erin got to her feet, picking up her one small bag that contained all of her worldly possessions. Nodding to the man when he said goodbye, she made her way off of the train onto the platform and stood there, looking around. It had been three years since her parents had visited her and she wasn't sure any more what they looked like.
Then she saw three people moving towards her and she realized that it was her parents and her older brother. Her heart sank when she saw them and she had a feeling of dread overcome her. She almost fell to her knees.
When they got closer Erin could see that her mother's fiery red hair was cropped short, like a man's. Her eyes were heavily made up and she wore bright red lipstick. Erin was shocked when she realized that she was wearing a man's undershirt, the kind without any sleeves, and no bra, her full breasts pressing out tightly against the thin white material, leaving nothing to the imagination. It was torn off in halter style right at the bottom of her ribs. If she bounced, Erin knew that her breasts would be visible. She wore a micro-mini jeans skirt that barely covered her ass cheeks.
Her father was dressed in a white suit, white shirt, white tie, white shoes, white hat. It was like a carnival. He was tall and broad-shouldered, over six feet. His bright blue eyes sparkled as he smiled at her.
Her brother was dressed in skin-tight black leather pants and black boots. He was wearing a formal ruffled shirt which was unbuttoned almost to his navel and tucked into his pants. He had a big gold chain around his neck. His chest was muscled and totally devoid of hair. His hair was combed very neatly, slicked back. He had gold earrings, studs, in each ear. He looked bored.
"Well, hi, sweetheart," Bill said as he reached his daughter, awkwardly putting an arm around her and attempting to hug her. "You have a nice trip?"
"Yes, fine," Erin replied, trying not to tremble.
"Hi, dear. You look good," Jane said, leaning over and air kissing her on the cheek. "It's good to have you home again."
"Hi, mom," Erin mumbled, almost ashamed to be seen in public like this.
"Hey," Brian said, nodding at her. "You've grown."
"So have you," Erin replied, seeing that he was now taller than their father.
"Is that what you have to wear?" Brian asked, nodding at her outfit.
"Yes," Erin replied, embarrassed.
"Don't you have anything else?" Brian persisted.
"No."
"Well, we're not going to worry about that," Jane said, taking Erin by the arm. "I'll just let you go through my stuff and find something. I'm sure it will fit you."
"Might be a good outfit for a plot line," Brian suggested.
"Brian," Bill said sharply. "Enough," he said, but inwardly thinking that it was a really good idea.
Erin was asked all sorts of different questions about life at the convent high school and she did her best to explain that it like any other high school except there were no boys and when they weren't in class, they were praying or going to services.
"And you want to spend your life that way?" Brian asked as they arrived at their home, a sprawling ranch-style house on a ridge overlooking a valley that had a river meandering through it.
"I don't know yet," Erin replied, getting out of the car. "I need to decide."
"We bought this house two years ago," Jane said, sweeping her arm in an arc towards the house.
"I haven't seen you in over two years," Erin said softly.
"Oh, honey, I know," Jane said. "We've been working so hard to pay for this place and getting away was just so..."
"I understand," Erin replied softly.
"Oh, shit," Jane said as she heard the phone ringing as she opened the door. "Hot Productions," she said breathlessly into the phone.
"Oh, hi Jason," she said, waving everyone in. "Yes, we're going to shoot that scene in the morning. You make sure you're ready, okay?"
"Yes, I know how ready you are," Jane laughed. "See you in the morning."
"Have you heard from Tasha yet?" Bill asked, taking his coat and hat off and loosening his tie.
"Not yet," Jane replied.
"What are you going to do?" Brian asked.
"She'll call," Jane assured them. "If she doesn't, I'll do it."
"What, again?" Brian laughed.
"We've talked about this," Bill said. "We can't make the leap to the big time with just you doing everything, we need some new blood too."
"She'll call and she'll be here," Jane told them. "Now let me show Erin to her room."
Erin followed her mother down a hallway into a room that took her breath away. It was soft and pink and full of stuffed animals with a beautiful poster bed beneath a big picture window that looked out into the valley, the pool shimmering blue in the afternoon light.
"This is so beautiful," Erin breathed, running her hand along the soft bed cover.
"Well, it's all yours," Jane said, smiling at her daughter. "You have your own private bathroom right over there and there's a door going out to the pool from the bathroom. Now come with me to my room and pick out some clothes to wear until we can take you shopping."
"I'm okay with this," Erin said, smoothing the front of her long grey skirt.
"Honey, I'm not okay with that," Jane said with a big smile. "We're not in a convent and you haven't taken your final vows. You're not required to wear it away from school."
"I'm nervous," Erin admitted, twisting her hands.
"I know, sweetheart," Jane said, moving close and stroking her covered head. "Why don't we start with this," she suggested, tugging at her head covering.
Reluctantly Erin unpinned her head covering and removed it, revealing a ringleted mass of bright red curls that tumbled halfway down her back.
"Oh, honey, you're so beautiful," Jane breathed, awed by her daughter's beauty, her bright green eyes contrasting perfectly with her hair, just like her own. "C'mon," she said, pulling her by the hand down the hallway to her own room.
"Oh!" Erin exclaimed when she entered her mother's room. A big round bed, eight feet in diameter, was in the middle of the room. The ceiling above it was mirrored, as were all the walls. It was like being in a hall of mirrors. Everything was red satin with black trim. Erin shivered at the thought the devil would be most at home in such an environment.
Jane was opening drawers and pulling things out, making a nice pile on the bed. Finally she stopped and spun around, sitting on the bed.
"That will get you started," she said, indicating the pile of clothes.
"Oh, I can't," Erin said, looking at them.
"Of course you can," Jane said. "I've got plenty. So take them to your room and put them away and change into something else," she said, picking up the pile and dumping it into Erin's unwilling arms. "Go on now," Jane said, shooing her towards the door. "I'm going to go for a swim. You should join me."
"I don't know," Erin said, suddenly very uncomfortable.
"I put a suit in there too," Jane told her as she unzipped her skirt and let it slide to the floor.
Erin gasped when she saw that her mother was naked beneath the skirt, no panties. When Jane bent over to pick up her suit from the floor, Erin's face turned bright red and she turned and hurried out of the room. She had seen her mother's private parts clearly and there was no hair, just smooth skin like a baby's.
She went to her new room, closing the door behind her, and sat on the bed, dumping the clothes next to her. She felt so alone. All of the familiar anchors of the last six years were gone. She had never felt so out of place, not even her first days at the convent. Parsing through the clothes, Erin organized them and put them in drawers, keeping out a pair of shorts and two shirts.
Glancing at the door, Erin removed her convent outfit, standing in a long undershift. Quickly removing her undershift, which left her standing completely naked for a moment, Erin pulled on the shorts, not having found any panties in the clothes that her mother had given her. At the convent they were only allowed to wear their undershifts and their overskirts. There were no panties or brassieres.
It felt strange to be wearing shorts. It had been over six years. Pulling first one, then the other shirt on over her head, Erin looked down at her breasts pushing out against them and blushed in embarrassment. Erin's breasts were her biggest source of embarrassment in her life. They were bigger even than her mother's and stood very upright on her chest. She had big silver-dollar sized nipples. She was grateful that they weren't visible through the material.
Then, not knowing what to do, she sat on her bed and tried to meditate and pray, seeking the only solace she had known for many years.
"This is not going to be easy," Bill was saying to Jane as he sat on the side of the pool, his legs dangling in the water, watching her as she swam.
"Well, we just have to manage," Jane said, swimming up to him, holding the wall between his knees.
"She's so damned straight," Bill sighed. "I've never been around a good person before."
"Hey, watch it, bub!" Jane exclaimed, reaching up and grabbing him very firmly by the balls.
"Damn, Jane," Bill complained as she squeezed his cock.
"I'm not a good person?" Jane asked, continuing to massage his rapidly growing cock.
"Baby, you're the best there is and you and I both know it," Bill told her, a big smile on his face.
"And don't you forget it," Jane said with a laugh, staring at his now hard cock sticking up and pressing against his bathing suit.
"How can I," Bill asked, fishing his cock out and pointing it in her face, "when you're always there to remind me," he finished, sighing as Jane opened her mouth and sucked all 10 inches of his cock into her mouth, not stopping until her nose was pressed tightly up against his stomach.
"I hate wearing a bathing suit," Brian said as he approached, sitting down next to his father.
"You'll manage," Jane said, lifting her face off of Bill's cock to look her son in the eye before going back down on Bill's cock.
"If I have to wear a bathing suit because Sister Boring is here, why are you sucking dad's cock in the pool?" Brian asked, rubbing his own cock as he watched his mother work.
"She's in her room," Jane gasped as she replied. "And I can always just stop, you can't just make a suit appear."
"How about me?" Brian asked, pulling his now hard cock out.
"Oh course, honey," Jane said, turning to engulf his cock while she continued pumping Bill's in her hand.
Jane alternated back and forth, sucking first her husband's, then her son's cock.
"Look, you two," Jane said, gasping for breath as she looked up at them, gripping their rock-hard cocks in her hands, "I need to get dinner ready, so just cum already.....or you can do each other," she grinned.
"Go ahead, I'm ready," Bill said with a laugh.
"Sure, mom," Brian laughed. "I just love watching you suck my cock though."
Jane continued pumping Brian's cock in her hand while she returned to sucking Bill's. It only took a couple of minutes and Bill groaned, shooting cum into Jane's mouth. Jane eagerly gulped her husband's cum, swallowing it and sucking his cock as hard as she could, trying to get every last drop. When she could suck no more cum from him, she turned her attention to her son, going down on his cock and milking him with her talented throat muscles.
"That's what I like, mom, just like that," Brian moaned, his hand twined in his mother's short red hair as she sucked him off. "Just like that....YES," he cried, exploding in his mother's eagerly sucking mouth. "Oh, yes, suck it all," he groaned, feeling his balls pulling up into his groin as they spasmed, cum gushing into his mother's mouth.
Jane gulped and swallowed her son's cum, sucking his cock as hard as she could. When she could get no more cum, she stopped, licking her lips as she looked up at him and her husband.
"Are you two happy now?" she asked, a smile on her face. "Now put your cocks away and let me out of here so I can get dinner ready," she said, pulling herself up out of the pool, standing in her thong bikini between the two of them.
An hour later Jane had dinner ready. She called out for everyone to come eat, but Erin was a no-show. Leaving Bill and Brian at the table, she went to Erin's room, knocking on the door.
"Come in," she heard quietly from within the room.
Opening the door, Jane saw Erin sitting on her bed looking forlorn.
"What is it, sweetheart?" she asked, sitting next to her on the bed.
"I feel so lost," Erin almost sobbed. "I feel like I don't belong here."
"Of course you do," Jane assured her, putting an arm around her shoulders and holding her close. "You're my daughter and we've missed you and we're glad you're home again."
"But I'm so different," Erin complained. "I've been imprisoned in a convent for the past six years."
"You were not imprisoned," Jane objected vehemently.
"Then why did I have to stay there?" Erin asked. "Why did nobody visit me except maybe once a year? Why didn't you want me?"
"Honey, we wanted you, but we just thought it was better for you," Jane told her. "We didn't want to hurt you."
"I can't even wear normal clothes without feeling weird," Erin sobbed, looking down at herself.
"You look fine," Jane told her, getting to her feet. "Now come eat dinner with us."
Erin looked up at her mother, standing there in her thong bikini. She had never seen anyone so naked before. She allowed Jane to lead her to dinner in the dining room where she sat at the table with her father and brother.
"How about a prayer?" Jane suggested, giving stern looks to both Bill and Brian when they looked at her.
"Really?" Erin asked, looking up hopefully.
"Of course," Jane replied. "Will you lead us?"
This was something Erin understood and she quickly intoned the meal prayer that she had said and heard three times a day for the past six years. When she finished Jane said amen, quickly followed by Bill and Brian. Throughout the meal they made small talk, trying to get Erin involved and feeling more a part of everything. At some point they began talking about business until Jane opined that the evening meal was no place to be discussing business.
"Since when" Brian asked derisively.
"Brian!" Jane said sharply.
"What is your business?" Erin asked innocently.
"We have a film and video production company," Bill answered smoothly. "It allows us to work together and also to have our office here at home."
"Really!" Erin exclaimed. "I never knew you did that. What kind of films and videos do you produce?"
"Mostly geared toward the entertainment market," Jane quickly interjected.
"Do you have a studio too?" Erin asked.
"The whole basement is our studio and production facilities," Brian told his sister.
"That must be really convenient," Erin commented. "And do you work every day?"
"Usually," Bill replied with a laugh. "One day is pretty much like the others."
"I guess," Erin agreed.
"How long are you going to be here?" Brian suddenly asked.
"Brian!" Jane said sharply.
"I was just wondering," Brian complained. "I mean, is it a short visit or are you home for good?"
"I'm supposed to be deciding if I want to take my final vows," Erin said.
"And when do you do that?" Brian asked.
"There is no time limit," Erin informed him. "When I decide, I decide."
"What are you going to do while you're deciding?" Brian asked.
"I don't know," Erin answered. "It's so strange not to be at the convent with everything so planned and structured. I'm not sure what to do."
"Well, you just don't worry about it," Jane told her. "You take your time and relax and enjoy being home with your family again. We're happy you're back and you can stay as long as you like. If you want to take your vows and become a nun, then you do that. If you don't, this is your home."
"Thank you," Erin said softly, feeling better.
They finished their meal and Erin automatically helped her mother clean up afterwards. Brian and Bill wandered off and Erin started feeling uncomfortable so she went to her room, feeling more secure in the small refuge. She eventually fell asleep and slept long and deep, not waking up until after 10 the next morning.
First taking a shower, Erin went to the kitchen for some breakfast and found the house deserted. Fixing herself some breakfast, she realized they must be working down in their studio. She finished eating and decided to take a stroll around the property. She found herself very impressed with the view from their position on the mountain. The river running through the valley below glinted in the sunlight as it slowly rippled along, winding along the valley floor.
Finally going back into the house, Erin decided to see if everyone was downstairs in the office/studio. The door to the basement was easy to find. It has raised brass lettering on it, Hot Productions, and beneath that a symbol that at first Erin didn't recognize. When she did, she blushed down to her toes, finally realizing that it was two people in the classic 69 position.
Now she wasn't so sure that she wanted to see what kind of productions her family was involved in. The thought was so alien to anything she had ever learned or thought, she was literally struck dumb. She was about to turn and leave when she heard her mother's laughter ring out from the other side of the door.
"I told you she'd be here," Erin heard her mother saying. "She's pulling into the drive now."
"I still think we should do the scene with you," Erin heard a strange voice say. "There's nobody better."
"That's sweet, Jason," Erin heard her mother reply. "But I think you'll enjoy doing the scene with Tasha. It is supposed to be about a very young girl and I don't think I can pull that off anymore."
Just then Erin heard the door to the house open and then close and then the sounds of footfall coming in her direction. Not wanting to be caught for some reason, Erin ducked back into the shadows of the doorway across and slightly down the hall from Hot Productions' doorway, hoping not to be seen. She was startled to see what appeared to be a very young girl walking down the hall. She was wearing six-inch platform shoes, the shortest and smallest skirt Erin had ever seen, and a very small, sheer tube top that barely restrained what appeared to be large breasts for so small a girl, for even with her platform shoes Erin could see that she was still shorter than she was and she was 5'5". In Erin's mind she looked like a grotesque caricature of a very young girl made to look older, and blatantly sexual.
Pressing as deep into the shadow as possible, Erin watched as the girl opened the door to Hot Productions and walked in, leaving the door open.
"Hello, everybody, here I am," Erin heard her say as she threw her arms open wide in greeting.
Erin could see her mother come up and hug the girl, then kiss her, a kiss that seemed to Erin to last much longer than it should. She also noticed that her mother was wearing a thin silk-like house robe that only came down to about mid-thigh. She watched as her mother introduced the girl to Bill and Brian, both of whom greeted her with long kisses, and then a strange man, very tall, big muscles, who kissed her hard, his hands cupping her ass and pulling her close to him.
Through the open door Erin could see them all go through a doorway into another room. Her curiosity getting the better of her, Erin quietly tip-toed into the room, following where they had gone until she finally heard their voices up ahead of her. Wanting to see into the room where the voices were coming from, Erin looked for a way to not be seen.
Seeing a standing rack full of clothes next to the door, Erin quickly slid behind it, peering through a crack in the clothes to see fully into the next room. To her surprise, it looked like a miniature school classroom with a few desks, blackboard, books. Erin saw her mother hand the girl some clothes, and to her surprise the girl simply undressed right there. When she stepped out of her platform shoes, Erin almost gasped at how small and young she looked. The top of her head only came up to Jane's shoulder.
She noticed that her father and brother and Jason were eyeing the girl's naked body critically as she began to put on the clothes her mother had handed her. It was a boring school uniform, though the skirt was very short and you could see the girl's full breasts straining against the see-thru white shirt that was obviously a size or two too small. When she was dressed, Jane checked her outfit and appeared to give some instructions to everyone before moving over behind a movie camera that was mounted on a tripod to the side of what was the teacher's desk.
"Okay, places," Jane said, putting her eye to the camera. "And action," she said once the girl and Brian and Jason had seated themselves at two of the desks and Bill moved behind the teacher's desk.
"I've graded your tests, class," Bill said, picking up some papers from the desk. "Nice job, Jim," Bill said to Brian, handing him a paper. "And you too, Sam. But you, Sue, once again you failed," he said to the girl, handing her a paper, a stern look on his face.
"Oh, Mr. Smith," the girl cried, looking up at him. "I can't fail again," she complained. "My parents will be so angry. I'll do anything, but please don't fail me again," she sobbed.
"There, there," Bill said, moving close to the girl and putting his hand on her shoulder, drawing her close to him, having the effect of pressing her cheek against his crotch. "I'm sure we can work something out," he said, rubbing her head.
"Oh, do you think so?" the girl asked, rubbing her eyes and then letting her hand rest directly over Bill's crotch. "I'd be willing to do anything," she said, rubbing him.
Erin watched in total disbelief as the girl slowly unzipped her father's pants, reaching in and pulling his cock out into the open. She had never seen a cock before. She couldn't believe it as this tiny little girl began licking and sucking on her father's cock, at one point taking the whole thing into her mouth at once. It looked so huge, she couldn't imagine how she managed to fit the whole thing.
"Okay, cut," Jane called out after several minutes.
The girl gave Bill's cock one last lick and released him, his cock standing straight out in front of him.
"Let's do the desk scene now," Jane said, moving the camera and tripod.
Erin couldn't believe that her mother was so nonchalant about Bill having his cock sucked. She was actually filming it!
"Let me change," Jane said, turning towards the door.
Erin held her breath as her mother walked right over to the rack she was hiding behind and pulled an outfit on its hanger off, turned and walked back into the room. She couldn't believe she hadn't been seen.
But she had. At the last moment Jane had noticed Erin crouched behind the rack but had decided to ignore it and act like she hadn't seen her. She was smiling to herself as she returned to the room. She shrugged her robe off, revealing that she had been naked beneath it, and pulled on the outfit she had chosen from the rack, a business suit with a skirt that came down only to her upper thighs.
Erin was mildly surprised that Jane had undressed in front of Brian, but seeing his non- reaction she realized that it wasn't the first time.
"Okay, Tasha, you're going to be sitting on the edge of the desk, and Jason, don't forget your cue," Jane instructed, checking the camera. "Okay, action," she said, looking into the camera's lens.
"I think you need to be punished for failing a test," Bill said to Tasha, pulling her to her feet and guiding her over to the front of his desk where he easily picked her up and sat her on it.
"Oh, Mr. Smith, please don't hurt me," Tasha begged, leaning back in mock fear, bringing her feet up onto the edge of the desk, her knees wide apart.
"And you didn't wear any panties again," Bill said in mock anger, reaching out and pulling her skirt up onto her stomach, exposing her naked pussy.
"Oh, please," Tasha cried out as Bill dropped to his knees and buried his face in her pussy.
Erin couldn't see what was happening, but she had a pretty good idea. Tasha had lain back on the desk while Bill ate her pussy, her head hanging over the edge, her legs sticking up in the air.
"I think the principal should have a say in this," Bill said, licking his lips as he looked up from between Tasha's legs. "Go call her," Bill instructed Jason, "then come help me keep this girl quiet."
Jason walked around the desk by Tasha's head and called out loudly, "Principal Adams, Mr. Smith requests you to please come to his classroom."
"I'll be right there," Jane called out from behind the camera.
Erin watched with curious amusement now as Jason walked back to stand by Tasha's head, reaching down and unbuttoning her blouse, pulling it open to expose her breasts, nipples hard and pointing up in the air. He grabbed Tasha's nipples between his fingers, squeezing them and pulling them hard, causing Tasha to gasp and arch her back up off the desk. Erin had to stifle a gasp when Jason reached down with one hand and unzipped his pants, pulling an already hard cock out and sticking it in Tasha's mouth. Then Bill stood up and Erin realized that he was pushing his cock into Tasha's pussy. She wondered how such a small girl could possibly take such a large thing like Bill's cock into herself without being split in two, but Tasha merely groaned around Jason's huge cock in her mouth as Bill began to fuck her.
Then Jane walked around from behind the camera into the picture, exclaiming, "Mr. Smith, just what is going on here?"
"Ahh, Principal Adams," Bill said, pumping his hips back and forth as he continued to fuck Tasha. "This bad girl failed another test and she is trying to get extra credit to improve her grade. I told her you'd have to be consulted also."
"I see," Jane said, moving around next to Jason. "And what do you have to say for yourself?" she asked the cocksucking Tasha.
"Oh, I'll do anything to get my grade better," Tasha said, gripping Jason's cock with both hands while she replied.
"You'll have to convince me of that," Jane said, nudging Jason aside and lifting one foot up onto the desk, her pussy poised over Tasha's face.
This time Erin did gasp out loud as she saw her mother lift her skirt, showing her pussy just an inch above Tasha's face. Erin was struck at how immature her mother looked, then realized that it was because there was no hair whatsoever on her pussy. It was as bald and smooth as a baby's.
"Convince me," Jane commanded, and Erin watched in utter disbelief as Tasha's tongue snaked out of her mouth into her pussy.
Erin knew that some of the girls at the convent did things forbidden and she suspected that this was something like that, but the fact that it was her mother, in front of her father and brother, well, that was just incredible. She was really amazed when her brother stood behind their mother and removed her clothes, his hands wrapping around her to hold and fondle her large breasts, pinching and pulling on her nipples while Tasha continued to make all sorts of slurpy wet sounds.
"I'm gonna cum," Bill growled, pulling his cock from Tasha's pussy.
"Okay, let's change positions," Jane said, stepping away from Tasha's tongue.
Erin watched as her father came and stood by Tasha's head, his big hard cock glistening in the light. What really surprised her was her mother bending over between Tasha's legs, her mouth right over her pussy.
"Okay, I want a nice, messy cum shot all over her face," Jane instructed. "Then I want you to push the cum from all over her face into her mouth with your cock. Tasha, you make a big show of all the cum in your mouth. Stick out your tongue to show it, then swallow it all very obviously and then stick out your tongue again to show it is all gone."
"Not a problem," Tasha said, pushing up onto her elbows. "I love cum."
"Yes, I know you do," Jane laughed. "And Jason, you know your part; cum shot on the ass dripping down the crack. Okay, let's get to it," Jane said, lowering her face into Tasha's freshly fucked pussy.
Erin just stared as Tasha lay back down and her father fed his cock into her mouth, inch by inch disappearing until the whole thing was buried deep in her throat. She could hear her mother's slurping noises between Tasha's legs. But she was really shocked when Jason stood behind her mother, his big hard cock in his hand, and began rubbing it up and down the crack of her ass and pussy.
Jane was bent over at the waist eating Tasha's pussy, her feet planted wide apart. She sighed into Tasha's pussy when she felt Jason's cock slide into her pussy, stroking deep. She wondered what effect all of this was having on Erin, hiding behind the wardrobe rack.
"Okay, here comes your extra credit for your test," Bill growled, pulling his cock from Tasha's mouth.
Erin saw streams of white fluid shoot out of her father's cock onto Tasha's face, covering it. She stared as he began wiping the cum all over Tasha's face, pushing it into her mouth. When Tasha stuck out her tongue, all covered with the thick white fluid, Erin found she was holding her breath as Tasha very deliberately swallowed, sticking out her tongue to show that it was all gone. Erin found herself wondering what it tasted like.
Tasha was thrashing on the table as Jane expertly sucked her pussy, driving her into the abyss of orgasm over and over again. Then she saw Jason take his huge glistening cock in his hand and aim it as streams of cum shot from the end onto her mother's ass.
"Okay, cut," Jane said, standing up, her face shining with Tasha's pussy juices. "That was great, everyone," she said, turning to the camera and turning it off. "Nice job, Jason," she said, reaching behind herself and scooping a handful of cum from between her ass cheeks, bringing her hand to her mouth and licking the sticky stuff off.
"Brian, do you mind?" Jane asked, turning to her son.
"Sure, mom," he laughed.
Jane bent over, putting her hands on the floor, her cum-covered ass and pussy pointing directly to where Erin was hiding behind the clothes rack. Brian got on his knees behind her and began licking her ass and pussy, cleaning up all of the cum that Jason had shot all over her. When he finished, Jane stood up, turning around and kissing him long and hard.
"Thank you," she said. "That was just wonderful."
"Mmm, I can't wait to shoot the next scene," the small girl replied, getting to her feet.
"Why don't we all have some lunch and then shoot the next scene," Jane suggested. "I know I'm hungry."
"That sounds good," Jason agreed, absent-mindedly squeezing and stroking his cock. "Fucking you always give me an appetite," he said with a laugh.
"Is that why you eat like a horse," Jane laughed.
Erin stared in shock, realizing that Jason obviously had sex regularly with her mother. And Bill equally obviously didn't mind. This was way beyond wrong and sinful, this was the epitome of evil that she had been taught about.
"Well, then let's eat," Tasha said, moving towards the door.
"We need to dress," Jane said, a wry grin on her face.
"Really! Why?" Tasha asked, staring at her.
"Because my sister has come home from the convent," Brian replied dryly.
"Your sister! A convent!" Tasha exclaimed. "You're kidding, right?"
"My daughter has been at a convent-high school for the past six years," Jane told her. "She doesn't know about our work yet. I'd rather find a gentler way of breaking it to her," she said, knowing full well that Erin was hearing every word.
"Wow," Tasha said, shaking her head as she picked up her clothes. "Is she going to be a nun?"
"That's what she's come home to decide," Jane replied, pulling her clothes on.
"I'd never have believed it," Tasha said with a laugh. "Maybe she'd like to join the family business," she suggested.
"Not likely," Brian muttered. "She's the squarest person I've ever met."
"Brian! That's not nice or fair," Jane scolded him. "She's just grown up in different circumstances with different standards. She might surprise you what interests her," she said, smiling inwardly.
At this point Erin made a dash for the outer door, knowing she had to get upstairs before they left. She made it to her room and shut the door, breathing hard, her heart pumping wildly in her heaving chest. She was aware of the fact that her nipples had hardened and she felt a wetness between her legs. She felt so confused by what she had just witnessed. Her family made sex films. And they made them with each other. Adultery, incest, what else was there? She didn't know whether to run away and go back to the convent or not. What would happen to her if she stayed in such a wicked and sinful place?
"Erin," Jane called, knocking on her door before opening it and peeking in. "There you are. We're having lunch now. Would you like to join us?"
"Uh, sure," Erin said, getting to her feet.
"This is Tasha, and this is Jason" Jane said, introducing her. "And this is my daughter, Erin."
"Hi," Erin said, staring at the tiny girl that she had just watched having sex with everyone.
"Hi," Tasha said, a big smile on her face. "It's so nice to meet you."
"Thanks," Erin said.
"Hi there," Jason said with a smile.
"Tasha and Jason sometimes work with us in the production company," Jane explained as they all sat down and began to indulge in lunch.
"That's nice," Erin said. "What do you do?" she asked innocently.
"They're helping us in the filming," Bill quickly injected as Tasha tried not to laugh.
"Do you find it interesting work?" Erin asked, secretly enjoying herself.
"There's nothing else I'd rather do," Tasha told her. "It's so fulfilling."
Jason burst into a laugh, covering his mouth so that his food wouldn't fall into his lap. Bill struggled to keep a straight face and Jane actually blushed.
"Jane tells me you've been at a convent high school?" Tasha inquired.
"Yes," Erin replied.
"Are there any boys there?" Tasha asked.
"No, no boys. Except Father Kelly, of course," she added.
"It must be really boring," Tasha said, shaking her head. "No boys. I couldn't do that."
"You get used to it," Erin told her. "I mean, if there've never been any boys, you don't really miss them, do you? And the sisters taught us that boys only make trouble."
"Well, that's not true at all," Tasha said. "Some of them, sure, but not all of them. And some of the trouble is so nice," she said, laughing. "So, are you here to stay?"
"I don't know," Erin replied. "I need to decide what to do."
"Maybe you'll help in Hot Productions too," Tasha suggested, a sly grin on her face.
"Oh!" Erin said, her eyes wide. "But I don't know anything about it. What could I possibly do?"
"Everyone starts at the bottom," Tasha said with a laugh, "in every sense. And as you learn more, you do more."
"I don't think Erin would be interested in such things," Jane quickly interjected. "She's much more spiritually inclined. Aren't you, sweetheart?" she asked with a smile.
"I don't know," Erin said truthfully. "I mean, yes, the Lord and Jesus fills my life, but if I don't decide to take my vows, I have to have a way to take care of myself, something to do."
"What kind of things do they teach you in convent high school?" Tasha asked.
"You know, math, English, science, history, geography. We study a lot of Bible."
"Don't they teach you anything useful for the outside world?" Tasha asked.
"Well, sure, some," Erin replied. "I mean, we all have to work in the school office at some point, so we all know how to type and filing and things like that."
"See, you could be like the secretary or something to start," Tasha said, beaming.
"I don't think that's what Erin is interested in," Jane said.
"It was just a thought," Tasha said, stretching. "That was a good lunch."
"It sure hit the spot," Bill agreed, rubbing his stomach.
"What are you going to do this afternoon?" Jane asked Erin as she got to her feet.
"Oh, I don't know," Erin replied. "I walked around outside this morning. It's really beautiful here. Maybe I'll sit outside for a while. Are you working more?" she asked ingenuously.
"Yes, we do have some more to do, probably a couple more hours," Jane replied.
"Maybe you'd like to join us, see what it's like," Tasha said mischievously, a glint in her eyes.
"I don't know," Erin said, gulping. Jane was rooted to the spot, unable to move. "I think I'll sit outside for now."
Jane suddenly realized that she had been holding her breath and she struggled to let it out without being obvious. She wasn't ashamed of her life or how she lived it, but she was acutely aware of how beautiful a daughter she had, with a whole different set of morals and rules to guide her life. She knew what Erin's world thought of what she and Bill and Brian were doing. She didn't want to encourage her, but at the same time she was willing to let her find her own way.
"Alright, you guys, let's get back to work," Jane said in a no-nonsense voice. "You enjoy yourself," Jane said, kissing Erin on the cheek. "We'll be done in a couple of hours or so. Why don't you put on the bathing suit I gave you and get some sun. It will do you some good to get some color."
"Maybe I will," Erin agreed.
"It was nice to meet you anyway," Tasha said, giving Erin a quick hug. "I'm sure we'll meet again."
"It was nice to meet you too," Erin replied, liking Tasha in spite of everything.
"I think you'd be perfect in Hot Productions," Jason said, looking her up and down.
"Jason!" Jane said. "Let's leave that alone."
"She is incredibly beautiful," he said as they left the kitchen.
"Me, beautiful?" Erin thought to herself as she went to her room. She had never thought of herself as beautiful. In fact, her body had been a source of embarrassment to her in school. So many girls made comments about the size of her breasts and how fiery red her pubic hair was.
Erin decided that she would like to take a swim. Picking up the bathing suit her mother had given her, she looked at it skeptically. It was a two-piece suit but it seemed to Erin to need some more material. Quickly undressing, she pulled the suit on, feeling very uncomfortable when she looked at herself in the mirror. The top barely contained her breasts and she could see bright red hairs sticking out from the sides of the bottom. She almost decided not to swim, then realized that she'd be by herself and nobody would see her.
Going out to the pool, Erin looked around to make sure nobody was able to see her, then slipped into the water, sighing at how nice it felt. She swam and floated in the pool for 15-20 minutes before getting out and sitting in the sun, letting it warm her body and dry her. But she couldn't get her mind off of what she had witnessed downstairs earlier. And she couldn't stop wondering what they were doing now.
Her curiosity getting the better of her, Erin decided to sneak downstairs and see if the door had been left open again. When she got to the door, it was closed. Erin stood there wondering if she dared open it. What if someone was right on the other side. How would she explain herself?
Pressing her ear to the door, she could hear no voices. So taking a deep breath, she opened the door slightly, peeked in, saw nobody, and entered the room, silently shutting the door behind her. She tip-toed through the room to the classroom setting they had been working in earlier, but she didn't find them there. Puzzled, she stood there for a minute and then heard her mother's voice coming from the next room.
"Okay, let's do this last scene and we can call it a day," Jane's voice said.
Erin moved over to the doorway to listen.
"Jason, on your back, Brian, you take her ass, and Bill, you fuck her mouth," Erin heard her mother direct. "And I want to see lots of cum all over her."
Now Erin couldn't resist peeking around the doorway into the room. What she saw resembled a bedroom and Jason was lying on his back, his huge cock sticking up in the air. Tasha was crawling onto his body, her ass and pussy pointing at the doorway where Erin was observing.
"Just a second," Jane said, setting down the camera she had been holding and reaching for a tube of ointment. "This will help," she said, squeezing some of the ointment onto her fingers. "This will make it easier," she said, reaching out and rubbing the ointment into Tasha's ass.
Tasha wriggled her ass, sighing audibly as Jane pushed one, then two fingers into her ass, smearing the ointment around inside of her.
"You too, Brian," she said, beckoning for him to come closer.
Erin was shocked when her mother grabbed her brother's erect cock and began pulling and stroking it, smearing ointment all over it.
"Okay, let's roll," Jane said, picking up the camera. "Action," she said.
Erin watched in fascination as Tasha crawled up Jason's body, grabbing his cock and pulling on it, lowering her face and sticking out her tongue to lick it, then opening her mouth and sucking on it. After a minute of so, still gripping his cock in her tiny hand, she straddled his hips, reaching down between her legs to guide his cock to the entrance to her pussy.
Erin couldn't believe it when the giant cock began slowly disappearing into Tasha's pussy as she lowered herself onto it. She rode up and down on it a few times and Erin saw that it took on a sheen from being inside of her. Then Brian got up on the bed behind Tasha, his cock shining from the ointment. Erin was astonished when she saw that he was pushing his cock into Tasha's ass. Now she had two giant cocks sticking out of her.
Jane was busy filming, moving in for close-ups, moving around for different angles as the two cocks slid in and out of Tasha's small body. Then her father climbed up onto the bed, kneeling next to Jason's head, and Tasha fell forward, engulfing his cock in her mouth. Now the three of them were pumping in and out of her with abandon as Jane filmed.
Erin could only stare in amazement as the three huge cocks slid in and out of Tasha's small body at the same time. It seemed to go on forever as Tasha writhed on the bed, the three men ravishing her tiny body. Then Erin saw her father groan and pull his cock from Tasha's mouth, streams of cum shooting into her face, covering her in the thick ropy white fluid. Then it was Brian's turn, pulling his cock from Tasha's ass and shooting cum all over back and ass. When he finished, Tasha rose up off of Jason's cock and spun around, cum dripping from her little-girl face as she engulfed his glistening cock in her mouth, sucking him and pumping him with her hands. She released his cock for a moment and Erin saw a stream of cum shoot into the air before Tasha once again captured it in her mouth, sucking on him and obviously swallowing the cum that was filling her mouth. Then she took Jason's still hard cock and rubbed it all over her face, smearing Bill's cum as her tongue continued to flick out and stab at the slit of Jason's cock.
"Okay, cut," Jane called out, lowering the camera. "That was just great, all of you," she said, a big smile on her face. "Tasha, you were wonderful," she told her, bending over and kissing her deeply, then licking some of the cum from her face. "Why don't you get cleaned up while I get one of these boys to fuck me," she said. "My pussy is so hot and wet from watching."
Erin quickly turned and hurried for the door, not wanting to be caught, as Tasha made her way to the bathroom. Tasha smiled to herself as she saw a flash of Erin's back as she made it out the door. She laughed as she got into the shower, content....for the moment.
Erin rushed back upstairs, outdoors to the pool where she sat down, her heart pounding with excitement at what she had just witnessed. It was the most depraved thing she had ever seen but her whole body was uncontrollably trembling. She felt so confused. Everything she had learned told her what she was witnessing was wrong, sinful, yet she couldn't help noticing that everyone was happy and completely enjoying themselves. Erin started as she heard a noise behind her.
"Oh, hi, Erin," Tasha said as she approached, once again dressed as she had been when she arrived. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, sitting down on the chaise lounge next to her.
"Uh, no, of course not," Erin replied, trying to control herself. "Are you done...working now?" she asked.
"Mmm, yes," Tasha answered, sitting back and enjoying the sun on her face. "This is nice."
"It's a beautiful day," Erin agreed.
"Hey, I've got an idea," Tasha said, sitting up and turning to face Erin. "Since you haven't been around here before, you don't know anyone, do you?"
"Not really," Erin agreed.
"Well, why don't you and I be friends," Tasha suggested. "Maybe you'd like to come shopping and go to the beach with me tomorrow."
"Really!" Erin exclaimed, sitting up. "You'd like me to...."
"Why not?" Tasha asked with a laugh. "Aren't you allowed to have friends?"
"Of course I am," Erin replied. "I just thought that since you were working here...."
"Work is work and play is play," Tasha laughed, "though sometimes it's hard to tell the difference. What do you say?"
"Well, sure, I'd like that," Erin agreed, smiling at the engaging girl.
"Good. Then it's settled. I'll come pick you up at 10:00 tomorrow, okay?"
"That'd be fine," Erin agreed.
"You know, you're every bit as beautiful as your mother," Tasha remarked.
"No, I'm not," Erin replied, blushing and looking down at herself, shocked to see that her nipples were rock hard and sticking out, very visible through her bathing suit.
"Oh, yes you are," Tasha said with a laugh. "And I should know. So I'll see you in the morning, okay?"
"Yes, in the morning," Erin agreed, embarrassed as she saw Tasha staring at her chest.
"Okay. Bye then," Tasha said, getting to her feet.
"Bye," Erin replied.
As soon as Tasha left, Erin got up and went to her room, confused by her body betraying her and embarrassed that Tasha had noticed. She decided to take a nap and didn't wake up until she heard knocking on her door announcing dinner. She quickly peeled off her bathing suit and pulled a t-shirt and some shorts on and joined her family for dinner.
"How was your day, dear?" Jane asked as they sat down to eat.
"Fine," Erin replied. "I was by the pool a lot."
"It was a really nice day for the pool," Jane agreed. "Do you have any idea what you'd like to do tomorrow?" she asked.
"Tasha invited me to go shopping and to the beach with her," Erin replied.
"Really!" Brian said. "Tasha!"
"Yes. Is there anything wrong with that?" Erin asked.
"No, of course there isn't," Jane said quickly. "Tasha's a very sweet girl."
"I'll say," Brian said with a laugh.
"Brian, please!" Jane said, a bit exasperatedly. "I think you'll have a wonderful time with Tasha, Erin," Jane said. "You're practically the same age."
They finished their meal without any more references to Tasha, or Erin for that matter, and Erin pleaded tiredness and escaped to her room, leaning against the door after she had closed it behind herself. Her head was spinning. Her family was involved in the pornography industry. Everything she had learned in her years away at the convent school told her she was living in the devil's house. It was all against the laws of god.
But Erin knew her parents weren't evil. And even though Brian was being a bit rude to her, she knew he was just being an older brother. And in spite of what she had seen Tasha doing, with everyone, she seemed like the nicest person she had ever met. How could she reconcile the apparent dichotomy? Her head swirling with conflicting thoughts, Erin finally fell into a troubled sleep
Erin jumped awake when she heard a knocking on her bedroom door, sitting up in a sleepy fog when the door opened and Tasha walked in, a big smile on her face.
"Are you still in bed?" she laughed. "Didn't you remember we're going to the beach and shopping?"
"W-what time is it?" Erin asked, shaking the sleep from her head.
"It's 10:00 already, sleepyhead," Tasha replied. "Come on, the sun's out and there's a whole world waiting for us."
"Okay, let me get dressed," Erin said, swinging her legs off the bed onto the floor. "What should I wear?" she asked, looking at Tasha.
Tasha was wearing a very bikini top which covered her nipples and not much more, exposing most of her beautiful breasts. She had a wrap-around skirt tied around her waist.
"Just a bathing suit and a skirt or some shorts," Tasha suggested. "We'll shop and find some new stuff too."
Erin picked up her bathing suit, not sure if she could wear it out in public. But looking at Tasha standing there made her realize that she really had no choice and that she should stop being so nervous. She was back in the real world, after all, not at the convent school. And besides, nothing bad was going to happen. She was going to the beach and people wear bathing suits to the beach.
Blushing when she realized that Tasha wasn't going to leave the room while she changed, Erin pulled her t-shirt off over her head, releasing her naked breasts, and as quickly as possible without seeming to be hurrying, put her top on. She blushed when she realized that her nipples had hardened and were sticking out. Glancing up she saw that Tasha's eyes were fixed on her breasts.
Taking a deep breath Erin pushed her shorts down to put on the suit bottom and Tasha gasped out loud.
"My god, you really are a redhead, aren't you," she said, seeing Erin's fiery-red bush between her thighs.
"Apparently so," Erin replied, blushing furiously as she pulled her suit bottom up.
When she pulled her shorts on over the bottoms, she noticed that once again red hairs were sticking out the sides of her suit, something that Tasha also noticed.
"We'll take care of that at my place," Tasha said. "You'll have to if you're going to get a new bathing suit."
Not knowing what to say, Erin nodded, pulling her sandals onto her feet.
"Let me brush my teeth," she said, going into the bathroom.
Erin found Tasha laughing with her mother by the door when she finished.
"Have fun today," Jane told her, giving her a hug. "You look great! And I think you'll need this," she said, handing Erin an envelope.
Opening it, Erin gasped. Inside was $500 and a credit card.
"Mom, that's so much money!" she exclaimed.
"Honey, things cost money, and sometimes lots of it around here," Jane laughed. "You don't worry about it. Just have fun, spend what you want, and I'll see you when you get back, okay?"
"Oh, mom, thank you," Erin said, hugging her tightly. "I can't believe this."
Tasha had a convertible Mustang and the top was down. Erin loved the feeling of the wind blowing through her long thick red hair as they drove. Tasha put on the stereo and turned it up so loud that conversation was impossible, so Erin just put her head back against the headrest and enjoyed the drive down from the Santa Monica Mountains to the beach. When they got there, Tasha expertly wheeled the car into the driveway of a house and stopped the car.
"Come on it," she said. "This is my place."
Erin was curious as she entered Tasha's house and sort of surprised to see how girly and feminine it was. It was like a little doll's house, and upon realizing that, that was exactly what Tasha was, a little doll. The only odd thing was a wall of bookshelves in Tasha's bedroom filled with video tapes.
"That's a lot of tapes," Erin noticed. "You must really like movies."
"That's funny," Tasha said laughing.
"Why?" Erin asked, still not comprehending.
"Those are tapes of all of the movies I've been in," Tasha told her proudly. "There's over 300 of them now."
"You're kidding!" Erin said, a shocked look on her face. "You've been in over 300 movies?"
"Uh-huh," Tasha replied.
"I didn't know you made movies," Erin said.
"Well, that's what I do with your parents," Tasha told her. "We're making movies. That's what a production company is."
"Oh...." Erin said, the light going on in her head. And then the mathematics of the situation.
"Okay, let's get you a little trimmed up so we can go to the beach," Tasha said, opening a drawer and retrieving a pair of barber's scissors and a small cordless shaver.
"Oh!" Erin blushed. "What should I do?"
"Well, you can do it yourself, or if you want, I'll help you," Tasha said.
"But I've never done anything like that," Erin confessed, blushing. "I don't know what to do."
"Why don't I help you this time, then next time you'll be able to do it yourself," Tasha suggested.
"I'm embarrassed," Erin confessed.
"Oh, don't be, silly," Tasha said, giving her a quick hug. "It's no big deal. I've done it for people before. And I do it for myself too," she added, untying her wrap-around skirt and letting it fall to the floor. "See," she said, standing with her feet spread and her hands on her inner thighs.
Erin stared at the juncture of Tasha's thighs where the tiniest piece of material covered her private parts. Not a hair peeked out.
"I did it this morning and didn't even nick myself," she said, hooking a finger in one side and pulling it across, exposing her naked and completely hairless pussy to Erin.
"Oh!" Erin exclaimed, her hand covering her mouth in surprise. "But you don't have any hair at all!"
"Oh, we won't go that far," Tasha laughed, letting her suit fall back in place over her pussy. "Unless you want to go the way you are, of course."
"N-n-no," Erin stammered. "What should I do?" "Well, you need to take off your shorts anyway," Tasha laughed. "Then we'll see."
Trying not to blush, Erin pushed her shorts off, once again seeing how bright red hairs were sticking out from the sides of her suit.
"Here, lay here on the bed," Tasha indicated, patting the bed. "That's it, on your back," she said as Erin lay down, her legs pressed tightly together.
"You need to bend your knees, put your feet up on the bed," Tasha told Erin. "That's it, and spread your feet," she said, reaching out and placing Erin's feet about shoulder- length apart.
"Let me see how tight the sides of your suit are," Tasha said, reaching out and hooking a finger under the edge of Erin's suit and pulling. "This is pretty tight," she said. "I can't do it this way. You need to take them off."
"I'm so embarrassed," Erin said, her face bright red.
"It's okay," Tasha reassured her, grasping Erin's suit and pulling it down as Erin lifted her hips to help.
"That's better," Tasha said when she saw Erin's pussy exposed.
Erin lay with her eyes closed and her fists clenched at her sides as Tasha reached between her legs and began to snip with the scissors. Then there was a buzzing sound as Tasha turned on the shaver and for the first time Erin felt Tasha's fingers touching her and then the shaver. She gasped as she felt the shaver vibrating against her skin and then her nipples got rock hard and she gasped when Tasha grasped her pussy lips between her fingers and pulled on them, stretching them taught as she used the shaver.
The gentle touching of Tasha's fingers in and on her pussy combined with the vibrations of the shaver stimulated Erin's body and Tasha noted with a slight smile the beads of fluid slowly starting to ooze from between Erin's now hairless pussy lips.
"That should do it," Tasha finally said, letting her finger slide across Erin's pussy to scoop up the fluid oozing from her pussy, bringing it to her mouth to gently suck on it as Erin opened her eyes. "See what you think," she suggested.
Pushing up onto her elbows, Erin looked down between her spread legs at her pussy, her mouth opened in shock as she saw that the only hair left was a one-inch strip above her now naked and smooth pussy lips.
"Oh, my god," Erin gasped, her hand flying between her legs to cover herself, her fingers immediately getting coated by her oozing pussy juices. "I thought you were just going to trim a bit," she said, embarrassed.
"Well, I did," Tasha laughed. "You look beautiful. Besides, who's going to see it but you and me?"
"But still," Erin complained, scrambling for her suit bottom and pulling it on.
"See how much better it looks now," Tasha suggested.
Looking down, Erin could see that there were now no hairs sticking out, but that was because they were all gone. The suit molded itself to her naked pussy and she could discern the split between her lips. As she looked, she could see the suit getting wet from her pussy.
"Oh, my god, what am I going to do?" she asked, covering herself with her hand.
"Let's go swimming and then nobody will notice," Tasha laughed. "Come on," she said, taking Erin by the hand and pulling her towards the door.
They crossed the street and ran across the sand to the water's edge, panting with the exertion when they got there. Tasha stripped off her wrap-around skirt and dashed into the water, diving when it was up to her knees in depth. Erin stared after her, shocked that Tasha's entire ass was naked and visible with only a string holding her bottom up that disappeared between her ass cheeks.
Hesitating a bit, Erin entered the water, cautiously as opposed to diving the way Tasha did. When it was up to her rib cage, she ducked down, letting the water wash over her head before standing up and shaking her head, her bright red hair flying and water spraying in all directions.
"Hey, you do that like a dog!" Tasha laughed.
"This is wonderful!" Erin exclaimed, splashing water up into the air.
For the next 30 minutes the two girls frolicked in the water, laughing and splashing like two little children. Forgotten was all life out of the sea as they played. Finally, exhausted, they made their way out of the water and collapsed onto the hot sand, breathing hard. Tasha spread her wrap-around skirt onto the sand and they were both able to lay back on it, shoulder to shoulder.
"Thanks for inviting me, Tasha," Erin said, turning to look at her.
"No problem," Tasha said. "It's nice to make a new friend."
"You must have lots of friends," Erin said a bit wistfully.
"Not really," Tasha said, shaking her head. "Most of the people I know are people I work with, and while I like them and all, we don't really hang out after work or anything."
"What about you," Tasha asked, "did you have friends at school?"
"Sort of," Erin replied. "But it was so...so structured, and very strict. They didn't really encourage close personal relationships, they wanted us to only rely on our relationship with god and jesus, not temporary human relationships."
"Wow, what a drag," Tasha said, shaking her head and sitting up to look down at Erin. "I think we were created to enjoy each other now. The future will take care of itself. If we're good in this life, hopefully there will be some sort of compensation later, but what matters is now. If you waste your life planning for later, you miss living now. That doesn't make much sense to me."
"Funny you should say it that way," Erin said. "I've been thinking something like that lately. It's pretty confusing."
"Well, you don't have to make a choice today, or tomorrow, and you can always make the choice, can't you?" Tasha asked.
"Yes, that's true, but there's so much pressure from the school to decide now."
"But you don't sound very certain," Tasha said. "If there ever were a sign that you shouldn't do it, now, that would be a good one. Maybe later you'll feel different and do it then. But it seems to me that you have some life to catch up on and you want to see what it's like, don't you?"
"Part of me does," Erin confessed.
"Well, I'm going to get some sun," Tasha stated, reaching behind herself and untying her top and removing it, exposing her breasts.
"Tasha! Is that allowed?" Erin asked, turning her head to and fro to see if anyone was looking.
"Technically, no," Tasha laughed, laying down on her back, her rock-hard nipples sticking up in the air. "But as long as nobody complains, they usually leave me alone. I think it turns everyone on anyway."
"You seem so sure, so brave," Erin marveled. "We're so different."
"Maybe not as different as you think," Tasha said, turning to lay on her side facing Erin, her right nipple pressing up against Erin's upper arm.
"Why do you say that?" Erin asked, very conscious of Tasha's nipple pressing against her arm. It seemed hot to her.
"Well, for starters, how about your 'trim'?" Tasha asked with a laugh.
"Well, if I had known you were going to cut it all off, I wouldn't have done it," Erin told her.
"That's not what I meant," Tasha said.
"Then I don't understand."
"While I was going it you were excited, sexually excited," Tasha told her. "It happens to me too every time I do it."
"But I'm a virgin," Erin blurted out before she even realized what she was saying. "That's not possible.
"That doesn't matter," Tasha laughed. "Virginity has nothing to do with your ability to be excited."
"Oh, I didn't realize..."
"Don't worry about it," Tasha laughed, leaning over and kissing Erin lightly on the forehead, her breast dragging across Erin's arm and upper breast. "You've got a whole lifetime ahead of you to discover things," she said as she lay back down on her back and closed her eyes.
An hour later Erin was awakened by Tasha shaking her.
"Erin, wake up," Tasha was saying, leaning over and looking into Erin's face. "You've had enough sun. We should go."
Erin took the hand Tasha was offering her and got to her feet, feeling a bit light-headed.
"I think we need to get some lotion on you," Tasha said as she put her top back on. "Come on," she said, taking her by the hand.
They crossed the beach and then the road and entered Tasha's house.
"Here, take a shower," Tasha said, dragging her into the bathroom and turning on the water. "It'll be a bit cool, but you got too much sun and we need to cool your skin down. You're such a redhead that your skin is extra sensitive."
Erin hesitated, then took off her suit, realizing as she did so that her skin was very sensitive where her suit bordered her body. Looking into the mirror, she was shocked to see that all of the skin that was not covered by her suit had a distinctly reddish color to it, while the rest of her, her breasts and her now naked pussy, were pale white.
She got into the shower and gasped as the cool water hit her, then sighed as she felt her skin cooling down. She could only gently rub the soap over her skin it was so sensitive. When she finished she opened the shower door to look for a towel only to find Tasha standing there naked.
"Here, let's get this lotion on you," Tasha said, taking her hand and pulling her out of the shower. "It works best if your skin is still wet," she explained, upending the bottle and squirting the lotion all over Erin's upper chest, then aimed a stream down to her stomach.
Erin gasped then laughed as Tasha quirt the lotion all over her body.
"Now gently rub in it," Tasha told her. "Here, I'll help," she said, dropping to her knees and gently spreading the lotion on Erin's feet and lower legs.
Erin hesitated for a moment when Tasha dropped to her knees, then began gently spreading the lotion across her chest and around and under her breasts, finally just covering her breasts too as a large portion of them had been exposed by the brief bathing suit. She gasped when she felt Tasha start to spread the lotion on her legs above the knee. It made her whole body tingle. Slowly spreading the lotion that Tasha had squirt onto her stomach, Erin watched as Tasha slathered first one leg up to her thigh joint, and then the other. As she got to her feet, Tasha let her hand and fingers drag across Erin's pussy, her fingers sliding between the furrow of her outer lips.
"That feels so nice and smooth," Tasha said with a smile. "My turn for the shower," she said, stepping in and adjusting the water.
When she finished showering, she grabbed a towel and walked into her bedroom where she found Erin, still naked.
"I-
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Making an Amateur Strap-On Video
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