Summer Fair
Part I
"I really don't see the problem, dear!" sighed Mrs. Bremmer and looked at her
teenage daughter who continued to look sullen. Mrs. Bremmer was standing naked
in the kitchen and prepared a potato pie.
"The problem, mom... is that if you won't pay for my entrance to the fair, I
won't be able to come and all my friends from school will be there and...!" said
Trine and crossed her arms over her chest. Her firm tits stood out under her
T-shirt.
"Unless you go as meat like me!" explained her mother for the fifth time that
morning and smiled at her shy daughter "You know, you've got a great body and I
refuse to pay an expensive entrance fee for you just to let you hide it away!
It's not the right thing to do!"
"But mom... I'll be the only naked one from our class then!"
"Surely you won't!" replied her Mrs. Bremmer "I talked to Linda's and Maria's
mothers an hour ago and they are all going as meat ... mothers and daughters
alike!"
"Oh, really!" Trine hadn't expected that.
"Tell you what! Why don't you call Christina and ask her if she is going as meat
... it won't feel so lonely if you go with her! I know Mrs. Malcolm is
registering as meat herself!"
"I... I guess that would be... but what then if we're picked?" asked Trine.
"Come on, there will be lots of volunteers there, I bet they won't have to draw
anyone this year! Go on, call Christina and ask her!"
Trine picked up the phone and hesitantly called her friend.
"Hello Chris, it's me!" Trine didn't know how to ask her friend this, but that
problem solved itself.
"Hi Trine! I was just about to call you! Maria called me just before and said
she and three others are registering as meat today! So... I promised I would too
if you would!"
"Eh, sure!" said Trine, not mentioning that she had almost been forced to do so
by her mom.
"Cool! My mom is going that way too and ... are you naked already?" giggled
Christina.
"Uh, eh no! Not yet!" stuttered Trine.
"He he, I've been walking around butt bare all morning! I think dad really
enjoys it! He can't keep his hands off me or mom!"
"You mean ... he's touching you...!???" Trine was shocked!
"Well, it could be our last day so I guess I can't blame him!" snickered
Christina "Anyway, I'll see you at the fair in a few hours! Get naked and ready
for it, girlfriend!"
"Sure! See you!" said Trine and hung up.
"So, I guess she's going as meat as well!" smiled Mrs. Bremmer and put the
potato pie in the oven. She had spilled a bit of cheese sauce on her left tit
and she dried it off with a towel. She had a great body for a 37 year old mother
of two, slim waist, firm B-size tits and a nice, round ass. Of course, she had
shaved her cunt for the occasion, as required.
"I guess!" sighed Trine "I should get ready too then, right?"
"Sure! You are shaved already, right?" asked her mom matter-of-fact'ly.
"Uh, yes!" answered Trine while blushing. Like the majority of girls her age she
kept her cunt shaved most of the time. She didn't know that her mother knew,
though.
"Good, then just undress and help me with the bread rolls!"
Trine hesitantly pulled her T-shirt and shorts off and unhooked her bra. She
blushed again as she rolled down her G-strings and was left all naked. It felt
weird to stand in her birthday suit in the middle of the morning in the kitchen,
talking to her just as naked mother.
"My my, you HAVE grown up, haven't you?" commented her mom as she went over to
help her with the bread rolls. Trine blushed again and looked down. She was slim
and endowed with a pair of large, C-cupped tits which stood out from her small
frame. The brown nipples hardened in the cool air.
"I'm sure you and Christina will turn a few heads today!" laughed Mrs. Bremmer
and started rolling the dough. Trine didn't comment but helped her in silence.
She had to admit that the thought of all those men and boys looking at her naked
body was exciting. She just hoped she wouldn't blush all the time.
"Hi girls, you look great!" said Mr. Bremmer suddenly as he entered the kitchen
from behind them. Trine hadn't heard him come in from the garden and looked
surprised. She turned around and immediately tried to cover her tits and cunt
with her flour-covered hands.
"Hey, don't batter yourself just yet!" laughed Mrs. Bremmer and removed Trine's
hands to wipe her breasts off with a towel.
"Yeah, there'll be time for that later!" smiled her dad and winked at her. He
walked over to her and grabbed one of her tits in his hand, just like that.
Trine was too flabbergasted to react at all and just looked at him.
"She's got some nice tit meat, dear!" Mr. Bremmer gently squeezed her tit and
felt her hard nipple with the thumb. The tickling sent shivers all the way down
Trine's spine. She didn't move but started to breathe a bit heavier.
Mrs. Bremmer nodded in agreement and also felt Trine's breasts briefly.
"Yes, well, I doubt she will need to volunteer ... I hear there is plenty of
meat to go around this year!" said Mrs. Bremmer and kissed her husband on the
cheek. They had both let go of Trine's tits now.
"Does that include your meat, sweetie?" asked Mr. Bremmer and grabbed his wife's
firm ass to drag her close to him. Mrs. Bremmer visibly rubbed her naked cunt
against the bulge in his pants.
"We'll see!" she smiled knowingly and he let her go again.
"Anyway, hurry up with the bread 'cause I'll want to get there before the
parking lots fill up completely!" said Mr. Bremmer and went into the bedroom to
change clothes.
"Mom, you're not seriously thinking about volunteering, are you?" asked Trine,
still in a state of shock after their fondling of her tits. She had been
unexpectedly excited about their blunt comments about her tits. There was
something strangely erotic about being referred to as meat.
"I'm not sure!" smiled her mother and put another bread roll on the plate "I
know some who are going to volunteer today, but I haven't quite made up my mind
yet! How about yourself, dear? It would be a nice surprise for you dad!"
"ME??? Are you crazy...?" laughed Trine but was excited about the thought it all
the same. Her mother looked her in the eyes and grinned. Trine blushed ...
again!
"Let's wait and see what happens, shall we?" smiled her mother and finished the
last roll. Just then, Mr. Bremmer called his wife from the bedroom.
"I'll be back in half an hour or so!" smiled Mrs. Bremmer and winked at Trine
before she left for the bedroom. Trine put the bread rolls in the oven and took
the potato pie out. As she put it on the stove for cooling she didn't fail to
hear her mother's panting screams from the bedroom. The door wasn't closed and
Trine quickly sneaked a peak into her parents' room. Her mother was bending over
the bedside, head down in the sheets. Her dad stood behind her, held her arms
tight together on her back and banged her in the ass... at least Trine thought
it looked like the ass but she quickly turned away and sneaked back into the
kitchen before she could be sure. Leaning against the fridge, she felt her heart
hammering away with fear and excitement. Her hand gently explored her shaven
cunt and she was surprised at how wet she was. It only took her a minute to
orgasm, standing there alone in the kitchen and listening to her parents'
lovemaking two rooms away. She sank down the side of the fridge and let her body
slump on the kitchen floor. Even just after the orgasm she could not believe how
horny she was. Suddenly, her mother came back into the kitchen.
"Trine, go and get your brother and tell him we're leaving in five minutes!"
said Mrs. Bremmer as she stepped over her daughter's legs. Trine stumbled to her
feet and noticed the cream running down her mother's inner thighs from her ass.
"Uh, eh, okay!" said Trine. She had almost forgotten that Brent, her two year
older brother, was home as well. However, she didn't need to get him from his
room. He was already standing in the doorway to the dining room with a large
grin on his face.
"Nice show, sis!" he laughed and gave her body a good look. Trine's face went
red again. He had obviously been standing there while she pleased herself just
before.
"Now, Brent! Be nice to your sister!" said their mother and packed the pie and
the finished bread rolls into a picnic basket. She also dried her thighs with a
tea towel.
"It looks like we are all ready to go then!" said Mr. Bremmer as he emerged from
the bedroom. He was dressed in his shorts and polo-shirt.
"Yep, two pieces of meat and two hungry fellars!" laughed Brent, grabbed his
mother's and Trine's asses with both hands and squeezed them hard. Mrs. Bremmer
just laughed while Trine squeaked and ran to her dad. He gave her a big grin and
clapped her bum lovingly.
"Let's get over there! Everybody to the car!" he laughed and ushered the two
girls out of the door.
