Ribecca, Debra and Jessica - Sex Stories

Ribecca, Debra and Jessica

... much to the imagination. Jessica was feeling more uncomfortable, but it was a kind of nice discomfort, her chest and belly felt tight somehow, trembly, a hollow, tense feeling in her legs that was unfamiliar yet not entirely unpleasant. Her aunt fitted about five or six, then eventually selected a striped black and red one that accentuated the perfect, wide-flowing curves of her hips. When inspecting that one Jessica was somehow disappointed (when she realized she should be relieved) that it was much more conservative and not so blatantly exposing Ricky's large breasts and plump, shaven womanhood. “Do you want one too?” she asked when she was done and had dressed again. The strange tension Jessica was feeling surged. “Uh... not at the moment...?” The thought of standing like that in front of her aunt Ricky... “C'mon... are you shy? You've got no reason to be. You've got a beautiful body.” It was the first time somebody had said something like that to her. She went through the motions, and her aunt at least turned her back each time, and she made sure she started more conservatively (by miles) than her aunt did. Aunt Ricky applauded each choice and effusively complimented her on each one she tried on. Eventually Ricky bought her a nice two piece with some reinf***ed cups and gusset so at least she didn't ruck so badly has aunt Ricky had. Her aunt clearly had some different ideas about modesty than her mother. They had a nice supper in a coffee shop, then did some more ...

... shopping, only dodging back to Aunt Ricky's place around five. Later that evening the doorbell rang and Jessica heard someone at the door. “Aunt Ricky!” she called, walking over to it. “Coming honey... let her in in the meantime. It's my friend, Debra.” Jessica opened the door. The woman standing there was a bit younger than Aunt Ricky, probably in her late twenties while Aunt Ricky was just shy of forty. She was about Jessica's build, with long blond hair and strange, grey-blue eyes that Jessica immediately thought was very beautiful. She had a square mouth, broad, a strong chin and nice white teeth and smiled warmly. “Hi there. You must be Jessica? Ricky's told me about you. I'm Debra.” The woman held out her hand and Jessica quickly shook it. “Please to meet you! Aunt Ricky's on her way.” “Thank you Jessica. So you're visiting?” They chatted a little until Aunt Ricky arrived, sweeping in from the kitchen. She had changed, and Jessica was a little startled to see that she'd put on some makeup and was nicely dressed in a formal looking evening gown, with shoes to match. Debra, in contrast, was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. She was clearly a woman, yet Jessica realized she was dressed almost like a man. The two hugged quickly and there was a quick kiss. It didn't linger, but Jessica wasn't completely innocent (at least she liked to think she wasn't) and it lasted just a second too long. She didn't stare, but she did notice how Debra's arms went round aunt Ricky and the way she closed ...