The weeks went by and I tried to avoid her ,but it wasn’t that I was disgusted, I just didn’t know what to think. I was still her friend and still...hung out with her, and oddly enough the day she told me she liked me I didn’t react badly at all. I knew she knew I was straight, but then again I didn’t know if I was straight. Occasionally Stella would try to put some moves on me, but I worked my tease moves and pushed her away. A couple months until summer she told me she had a date. ‘Ok?’ I. Riya said: “I have never danced with a guy before.” I asked her: “Do you want to dance with me? I’ll teach you.” I put nice music, my arms on her waist and her arms around my neck. We were dancing. I don’t know what came over me and I kissed her on her lips. She responded and we continued to kiss. Her hands were in my hair. I slowly brought my hand up to her breasts. She moved forwards so that I can feel them better. I started squeezing her breast and we continued to kiss. Then I removed her. Suzy jumped up on the recliner with Tams while grandpa explained the art of naturism to the girls, they listened intently although were quite giggly but then we all were but that was the effects of the smoke.I was proud of my father for his brief and precise explanation to the girls, he just told them to act natural, if you cuddle then cuddle naked, if you sit on daddy’s or grandpa’s lap then sit there naked which all sounded fine to me, he then reiterated that naturism was NOT sexual and any. She felt like she wanted to savor it forever, but she wanted to swallow it even more, to take some of her brother into her very being. She swallowed, loving the feel of the warm thick cream sliding like silk down her throat and into her belly. She couldn’t help but let off a contented purr, “Mmm...”Sonya smiled to herself as she listened to her daughter mew like a little kitten with a bowl of warm cream, which was almost exactly what she was getting. Sonya had loved the feel of her daughter’s.