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      Story: Weekend at Uncle Buck’s 2 of 2 g9              Part: Part 2 – Chapters 7 through 12              Summary: Set in Michigan two families managing 9 kids from 8 to 13 and 6       other kids 11-13 and 6 adults get together for a wild fun filled weekend       in the summer.              Keywords: M+g+, F+g+, F+m, f+f+, b+g+, g+g+, m+b+, inc, pedo, anal                                          Weekend at Uncle Buck’s              By Pavel Nabokov              April 29, 2005                            Weekend at Uncle Buck’s 1              Chapter 1 – Meet Uncle Buck. 2              Chapter 2 – Family History. 5              Chapter 3 – At the Pond. 7              Chapter 4 – An Uneasy Disclosure. 11              Chapter 5 – Betty & Sissy. 14              Chapter 6 – Dinner and Dessert 18              Chapter 7 – Mandy & Lightening Bugs. 21              Chapter 8 – Sunday Morning Breakfast 26              Chapter 9 – Roller Coasters, wet rides, and Great Sushi 29              Chapter 10 – Hotel Paradise. 35              Chapter 11 – Breakfast and the Voyage Home. 46              Chapter 12 – A Roman Feast 49                            © Copyright 2005 by, Pavel Nabokov              Unless this story is posted to free non-commercial sites, or the free       area of commercial sites in its entirety (i.e. no teasers allowed); no       portion of this text may be reproduced or distributed by any means       whatever without the express written permission of the author.                            This story is consensual in nature and contains explicit detailed sexual       content. If this type of reading material offends you – you do not want       to read this story. Story codes generalize the content to provide the       reader a sense of its content.                            Mail the author: pavel.nabokov@yahoo.com              Pages = 52, Paragraphs = 781, Lines=2,465, Words = 30,862                            Chapter 7 – Mandy & Lightening Bugs                                          It was cooling off nicely as we walked. The skeeters this year weren’t       that bad, but the lightening bugs were out in full force. We walked       slowly and held hands talking all the time. Truth was that while Mandy       and I spent a lot of time together, we talked more than anything else.       I could tell Mandy anything and never feel stupid or dumb. She seemed       to be the same way towards me. Funny part is that Mandy and I were like       best friends. We always confided in each other, and the advice we got       from each other really helped us both.              First we went to the pond and just sat by the same tree I had left       earlier that day. I put my back against a tree and Mandy lay down in my       lap. We must have talked for more than an hour.              Mandy sat up and looked at me close. The moonlight was reflecting off       her eyes and her smile was wonderful. What made her smile so terrific       was her mouth was wide and she had full lips. They felt great when she       kissed me. She brushed the hair from across my forehead and said, “You       are one handsome boy in this light… actually good enough to kiss.”              With that she leaned in and we started kissing, real slow and       passionate, just like we both liked it… most of the time. After a short       while she said, “We better get back to the house. I need a shower and       we’d be more comfortable in bed. Lucky my room has a nice breeze this       time of year. It will feel a lot cooler. How about you?”              All I said was, “Well I need a shower too… want to buddy up?”              She laughed, stood up and pulled me to my feet. We headed back to the       house.                            Walking in the back door we noticed that the kitchen was spotless, and       in the distance the sound of a TV and a stereo could be heard. When we       passed the family room, Teddy and Sissy were on the floor watchin the       TV. As we walked through the hall we could hear the music in the living       room. Mom and Jed were on that sofa listening to the tunes and making       out. Mom was rubbin had her hand on Jed’s cock though his shorts.              Mandy said, “Jed has been waiting for Aunt Ellen to show up. He wants       to see how much better Ellen likes it with his newer cock. Jed does       like older women, and he’s been getting lucky around here. He does yard       work and pool cleaning in the summer… say’s it gives him all the       opportunity he needs. The other day he said that the tips are great. I       love my brother, but he is a little heart breaker. He carries two pair       of swim trunks in the bag on his bike. Those two sizes too small red       Speedo’s, and the other pair are baggy, knee length boxer types. When       he knows he’s going to where he wants some, he puts on the Speedo’s.       Gets um’ every time he says.”              We went upstairs heading to Mandy’s room when we heard some moaning. It       was Billy and Sheila. The door was open as we passed Billy’s room.       Sheila was bare ass naked and lying on her back on Billy’s desk with her       head leanin back over one edge. Billy was standing on the floor fucking       her mouth as he was rubbing her chest. Billy was only ten, but he had a       fairly good size cock. Enough of it could be seen getting partly into       Sheila’s throat. Billy was a muscular kid and he had a great little       tight ass. Sheila was good looking too. Her golden blond long hair was       hanging close to the floor swaying with Billy’s movements. While I       hadn’t noticed it much before, Sheila was getting a nice set of titties.        They were small yet, but what was there stood up real perky like.       Billy was having himself a time. He heard us walk by, turned his head       and gave us a big smile. Next door down the light was on kind of low.       Uncle Buck was asleep on the bed, and Cindy was sitting on the floor       reading a book. She, and Uncle Buck were naked.              As we walked by, Cindy looked up and said, “He just fell asleep after a       hand job I gave him. He’s out like a light. After Sheila is done with       Billy, I’m going to see if he has anything left for me.”              Mandy said, “Good luck kiddo… as a matter of fact, why not just head       toward Billy’s room now. If they don’t want you to play, they’ll tell you.”              Before Mandy was finished with her sentence, Cindy was on her feet and       heading out the door.              Teddy and Sissy were nowhere to be seen, so we headed in to Mandy’s room       and heard the shower running. Mandy and Jed shard a connected bathroom       with a very large shower. Mandy took a peak in and sure enough, she       found the two kids playing around. Mandy told them to hurry up as she       and I wanted the shower. Teddy yelled back at her that they just got       there, so wait awhile or come in and shower with us.              “What do you want to do,” she said.              “Don’t matter to me really. Teddy will stay there until he sees you       naked anyway.”              “You been with Betty most of the day?” Mandy asked.              “Yep,” I said.              “Well then, it seems that my randy little sister wants to see you naked       too if she hasn’t already.”              “You know,” I said, “Even though I already sucked her off earlier today       they are probably going to want to mess around some. If that’s okay       with you, let’s just get it over with.”              “K,” said Mandy.              A few minutes later, well maybe ten, we got into the shower. Teddy had              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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