When I was 10 years old, me and my younger sisters - one 8 and one 5 used to fool around at bedtime. Inocent stuff, flashing our selves. Mooning and such like. This play was silly and exciting and we would laugh like drains as our smooth genitalia was flashed and thrust outwards in a sort "look at that" defiance.

One night, we had sitters. Mum and dad were out watching some cabaret act. We had all sat in our jammies and nighties watching our sitters face get sucked and tits felt by her boyfriend. Occasionally, the lad would slyly cop a glance at one of my sisters pussies as we sat open legged on the floor.

Good job I had my PJs on as I had a hard stalk poking up which I kept rubbing.

"Right bedtime kids," said our red faced young sitter. "Aaaaw" we cried and all stood up and ambushed them. 3 monkeys crawling over chair arms. Legs everywhere. Unashamed flashes of smooth pussy could be relished if one was so inclined. The boyfriend looked ready to burst as my youngest sister climbed up him and over his head, her pussy not brushing but dabbing its way over his shocked mouth nose then over his head. Followed by a kick or 2 from her feet as she used him like a climbing wall.

It was no good though ... bedtime we had to attend so these flustered love birds could have their fun. I knew though that the "boyfriend" would be thinking about his recent brush with my sisters little mound.

TBC .... our bedtime fun