1. S*ster's Licker 2 by loyalsock


    Date: 2/27/2016, Categories: Taboo Voyeur, Author: loyalsock 

    ... replied promptly. She lifted her arms high, stretching luxuriantly. &#034I'm not ashamed of my body. Unlike some people,&#034 she added pointedly, glancing at Mae, who looked away with annoyance. &#034Who says I'm ashamed?&#034 she asked, fed up with Lacey. She was happy being criticised about her clothes, her upbringing, and her principles. She was just a little shy, that was all. But she certainly wasn't a prude! She'd put on this skimpy swimsuit, hadn't she? &#034Then prove it. Take off your swimsuit. I dare you. See, I've taken off the rest of mine,&#034 Lacey shocked Mae (and the secretly watching Max) by saying suddenly. And true to her word, she sat up and pulled off her little bikini panties. Then she lay back, looking up with a mocking smile at her flabbergasted cousin. This was getting too much for Max. But with supreme effort, he kept up his pretence of being fast asl**p, even deepening his breathing into a snore or two. But he still watched the unfolding scenario with breathless anticipation. &#034I'm not going to take my clothes off!&#034 Mae exclaimed in indignation, staring with disbelief as Lacey lay naked next to her. &#034Prude, prude,&#034 sang Lacey, running her hands through her hair, striking a provocative pose as she lifted one knee, not caring that Max was right beside her. He was asl**p, anyway, she figured. &#034I'm not a prude,&#034 Mae said, almost in tears. She hated being called names. She hated being treated like she was different by her ...
    ... peers, just because her dad had raised her and her b*****rs up with an iron hand. Ever since their mother had died, he'd had to bring them up on his own. If he was a little too strict then it was because he had such a huge responsibility. At least so Mae told herself. But any time she was around people like Lacey and Max, she was made to realise just how much of life she was missing. To be free, totally free, to have no inhibitions or fears, must feel so good. &#034You are a prude. Always was, probably always will be. Gosh, I really feel sorry for you,&#034 Lacey said, her mocking tone and pitiful look making Mae blush with shame, and then anger. She'll show Lacey. Without another word, she got to her feet, and then, quickly, as if afraid she'd change her mind if she even thought of it, Mae shrugged out of the straps of her swimsuit, and then pushed it all the way down, before kicking it away and standing there naked in front of the watching Lacey. Arms akimbo, she glared down at her open-mouthed cousin. &#034Now call me a prude,&#034 she dared, though inwardly she longed to place her hands to at least cover her pubic area, which was somewhat bushy, the hairs thick, brown and curly. It was an area she barely paid attention to, except to wash, and she noticed how different it was from Lacey's own pretty, shaven pick pussy. Laughing gleefully, Lacey jumped up and hugged her affectionately. &#034I'm so proud of you, Mae!&#034 she exclaimed, and Mae smiled, at last relaxing. &#034I ...
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