Families Fulfilling Filthy Fantasies, part 1
Written by Little Girl Watcher And Ermberto
The child didn't know her new neighbours at all. They weren't even really finished moving in even and, although she had heard from her mom that the new folks were seemingly nice and had a couple of kids about her own age, she had never seen any of them - until now. The figure that the little girl was secretly spying on in the living room of the house was no kid though, no one even close to her own tender youth. This person was clearly an adult, presently very visibly female and probably the wife and mother to the man and kids who now lived there. She was blonde - at both ends, Poppy noted with an interior giggle - and the dark golden hair on her head fell well past her shoulders. She was also exotic looking for, though blonde, her skin was of a very light almond color and her eyebrows slanted enough to make the eleven year old think that she might be part Japanese, or Vulcan. (Poppy was a big Star Trek fan, though lately -oddly the girl thought- a couple of the female characters had been causing her mind to wander in embarrassing directions.) Pulling herself away from science fiction, Poppy gave the woman in the house her undivided attention. The blonde woman was healthy, neither thin nor fat but fit; and a good bit taller than her own mother's five foot four inch frame. Her own mother was kinda short, but, as Poppy had over heard her dad saying often, curvy in all the right places. This new woman had curves too all right. Her boobs, hidden though they were by a tan sweater, looked quite large to Poppy's immature eyes. Big and sorta pointed, unlike her mom's, whose boobs were round.
Not that her own mom would Ever do something like the woman in the house - who changed position slightly just then, spreading her legs more and giving Poppy a clear view of her tapered, well muscled left inner thigh - was doing to herself, even if her boobs WERE just as big.
The girl blushed, figuring -correctly- that her mother would have been less than happy to learn that her own daughter was checking out her breasts, then giggled. If her mom were to get upset at having her boobs checked out by her daughter or anyone else for that matter it would be nothing but her own fault. Grace Gardner, Poppy's mother, was by no means a slut; but she did have the habit of wearing small, tight halter tops that showed off her twin thirty-eight D's to their best advantage and accented what little they hid. Whenever Poppy caught herself staring at her mother's full rack -which seems to be happening more and more often lately (and frequently after watching Star Trek) the eleven year old reminded herself as she felt her ears growing pink from the blood of her blush- she tried to imagine what the heavy globes would look like bare and naked. The strawberry brunette glanced down at her own barely sprouted -and tiny; life was NOT fair the girl considered- breast buds and ground her teeth in silent fury. She wished she had big boobs, really huge ones like her mother!
Like the woman in the house who was sitting there doing...
Poppy blushed deeper still at the sight she was seeing, at the way she was watching the woman's hands move and the place where they were doing all the moving from. The eleven year old tried to control her thoughts and found she couldn't. The woman, like her mother, had really big boobs and the child felt something akin to rage. Rage and a twinge of something else that she had no words to describe. Although she wouldn't be aware of it for several minutes, a creamy trickle of sticky twat cream leaked from her snug virgin sex hole to dampen the crotch of the tight green panties she had on.
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