Folake and her friends are going wild in the living room with the sexiest girl competition, and there is just one judge in the house, the lucky Lenny.
“Come in,” I call without moving from the bed. Folake pokes her head in before opening the door the rest of the way.
“Hey,” she says, walking over to the bed. “Sorry about all that.”
“Nothing to be sorry for, Fola. You didn’t know I was going to be home tonight, and I certainly didn’t know you were having a party.” I answer as she sits on the edge of my bed.
She’s still wearing the same outfit and I can’t keep my eyes from darting between the swell of her breasts and her barely covered pussy.
“Sorry, if I messed up your party.”
“That’s just it,” She smiles.
“You were a very popular surprise.” I just smile and wait to see why she came in to see me.
“Lenny, do you love me?” she asks, using our standard opening for asking a favour.
“Unconditionally,” I answer, realizing as I say it that it really is true. I thought I loved Sandra but there are always so many conditions in that relationship. Damn! Don’t even ask me why I’m comparing my niece to my girlfriend. That’s just so inappropriate!
“The girls want you to judge who looks the sexiest,” she says, raising her eyebrows questioningly. “Would you do it for us?” This isn’t at all what I expected.
“That sounds like a no-win situation. What’s in it for me?” I ask, already determined to do whatever she wants so I can spend more time with her barely-clothed friends.
“What’s in it for you?” she asks incredulously while punching me in the arm.
“You get to stare at half-naked girls while you decide who’s the sexiest.”
“Good point,” I answer, rubbing my shoulder. “Folake, are your friends all over 18?” I ask as she stands up and heads for my bedroom door. I swing my legs off the bed and follow her, my eyes glued to her bouncing near-naked ass.
“What difference does that make?” she asks. “It’s not like you’re going to fuck any of them.”
“I just don’t want any upset fathers, brothers or boyfriends accusing me of improper activities with any underage girls.”
“Relax. They’re all over 18,” she smiles.
“Even Ruth?” I ask. “She looks so young.”
“Even Ruth.” Folake rolls her eyes. “Durhhh, you should know we’re the same age.”
“Okay, I’m ready… but how will I decide?” I ask as I close the door behind me.
“Easy,” she says over her shoulder.
“Just pick your niece !” Laughing, she strolled down the hall towards the living room, her swaying sexy ass causing more blood to pump into my hardening dick.
“Yeah! He’s going to do it!” Nkechi says, clapping her hands as she bounces on the couch, causing her woman-sized boobs to jiggle tantalizingly. My mind is already racing to see how far I can take these festivities. These girls are all over 18 and apparently not virgins, which means there really are no limits tonight.
“Do you guys have a plan in mind for how we’re going to do this?” I ask, noticing the girls have gone through a few wine bottles this evening.
“The judges always figure that out,” Ruth says. I swear I remember her as just a shy little kid and now she’s almost batting her eyes at me as she adds, “you’re the judge.” I wait a minute to see if anyone else wants to chime in and when they don’t I start to put my plan into action.
“Okay, why don’t the four of you line up and let me take a look at you,” I say, moving the table so they can stand in front of the couch. I take a seat in the centre of the chair as they dutifully line up facing me. Fuck! They’re all sexy!
“I think we should divide the competition into four categories: your breasts, your asses, your legs and your, um… pussies.” When I mention pussies, Ruth and Folake glance away but Sandra and Nkechi just smile.
I stand up and walk in front of them like a commanding general inspecting the troops.
“Hmm. This is going to be hard,” I say.
“I certainly hope so,” Nkechi says as she shifts her eyes to my crotch.
“Quiet,” I command, teasingly.
“No distracting the judges or you’ll be disqualified.”
“Sorry,” she whispers, dropping her chin to her chest in a pout.
“Do I really distract you, Lenny?” Damn right she does! They all do.
“In a nice way,” I answer, as I walk past each girl staring intently at her chest. When I get to the end, next to Nkechi, I stare down the line looking at the variation of sticking outs from each girl.
“Look, this shouldn’t just be about size,” I say, once again taking a seat on the couch. “I can’t be expected to adequately compare your breasts without seeing your nipples.” This is where we find out how much fun this is going to be.
“What!” Folake is the first to react. “That’s not the deal!” she exclaims, looking to her friends for support.
“I think he’s right,” Sandra says, reaching for the fastener of her nightie.
“Wait!” Folake shouts, pushing Sandra’s hands away from her top.
“Would you want your cousin staring at your boobs?” she asks.
“Fine,” Nkechi jumps in. “You can stay dressed, such as it is, and help Lenny judge the rest of us.” Folake looks down at her nightie, seemingly just realizing how much of her body is already exposed.
“But then I can’t win,” Folake says, clearly weighing her options.
“Which do you choose Folake?” I ask like the idea of the other three taking their nighties off has already been decided. This is shaping up nicely.
Sandra is the first to unfasten the clasp between her breasts and slide the thin straps off her shoulders. My dick springs to life as her nightie hits the floor and her eyes meet mine. Her medium sized breasts with their brown, puffy nipples are on full display, awaiting my inspection.
Folake is staring open-mouthed at her friends as one by one they follow Sandra’s lead and drop their nightie to the floor.
Nkechi is next, taking her time sliding the straps down her arms one at a time. Smiling broadly she adds a bit of theatrics to the unveiling of her gorgeous, dark skinned breasts with their thick black nipples. The surrounding areolas are smaller than expected but by no means less appealing. Mouthwatering is the only adjective that comes to mind.
Ruth seems a little more reserved, possibly because her breasts are quite small in comparison to the other girls. “I’m not going to win this round,” she smiles. She needn’t worry, what she lacks in size, is more than made up for by her thick protruding nipples. Damn! She has grown up. I really want to suck on those boobs. My dick is rock hard as I turn my attention to my Folake.
“What’s it going to be, Folake?” I ask. “You’re welcome to join me on the chair and help me judge these beautiful ladies’ attributes.
“Not a chance, Lenny,” Folake says defiantly as she unclasps her top and shrugs it off her shoulders. Holy Kristi! Her breasts are perfect. Slightly smaller than Nkechi’s but still quite full with wide, thick areolas and teardrop shaped nipples.