Author: wolfcub
Title: Sleepover
Summary: A pre-teen girl experiences a number of firsts at a sleepover 
with her new friend.
Keywords: b-solo gg bg 1st inc exhib

Ten-year-old Kaitlin arrived at Marisa's house shortly after eight. 
Kaitlin was new to the neighborhood, and she was glad to have quickly 
made friends with a girl her age. She was also happy because today was 
a day of several firsts.

Today was the first day that Kaitlin was going to the beach. Marisa 
said they were going early before it got too hot, but Kaitlin would 
have gone any time. The only swimming she had done previously was in a 
pool or lake, and she was really looking forward to experiencing the 
ocean.

Today was also the first day that Kaitlin was wearing her new bikini in 
public. Her parents had finally let her get a bikini just before spring 
break, when they told her that her family was moving the day after 
school let out.

Her bikini top had two large, triangular sections that covered most of 
her chest. The bottom had ample material to cover her buttocks and 
two-inch sides that almost--but not quite--made it look more like 
shorts than a bikini bottom. Actually, aside from baring her midriff, 
the bikini didn't display much more skin than her one-piece suit had. 
Still, Kaitlin thought it was perfect. To date, she had only worn it in 
her back yard; in less than half an hour, she was going to be wearing 
it at the beach, in front of dozens of people--and maybe even some boys.

Today was also Kaitlin's first sleepover with Marisa. Marisa had shown 
up with her parents on Saturday, when Kaitlin and her family were 
moving into their new house. Marisa had wanted Kaitlin to sleep over 
that night, but her parents had suggested that she give Kaitlin and her 
family some time to get settled in.

So, Kaitlin was standing at Marisa's front door, wearing her bikini 
(currently, with a long t-shirt over top of it), and carrying a 
backpack with everything she thought she'd need for the sleepover. When 
Marisa had visited the day before, Kaitlin had noticed that she had 
been barefoot, so she had decided to walkover, this morning, sans shoes 
herself (though she had a couple pairs in her backpack--ready for 
whatever the day might bring).

Marisa's mother answered the door. She was wearing a rather short, 
lightweight, white robe that was tied loosely at the waist, barely 
reached down to the top of her thighs, and formed a rather large V in 
the front that didn't much hide her breasts.

"Why, hello, Kaitlin! Wonderful to see you! Come on in! Marisa's in the 
kitchen, finishing breakfast. Have you eaten?"

"Yes, Mrs. Roberts."

"Oh, call me Julie," Mrs. Roberts insisted as she ushered Kaitlin to 
the kitchen. Kaitlin wasn't sure that her mother would approve of her 
calling an adult by their first name, nor was she sure that she, 
herself, was comfortable with the idea.

In the center of the kitchen was an island surrounded by several 
stools, on one of which was seated Marisa. She was wearing a bikini 
bottom and, apparently, nothing else. (Her long hair hung over her 
shoulders, part of it falling down to the middle of her back and the 
rest flowing over her chest so that Kaitlin wasn't entirely sure that 
there wasn't a bikini top under there, but she thought not.)

"Hey, Kaitlin!"

"Hi, Marisa. Thanks for inviting me."

When Marisa got up to put her dishes in the sink, Kaitlin got a good 
look at the bikini bottom--at least, what there was of it. It was very 
skimpy. The front was a small triangle of cloth that was barely 
sufficient to cover Marisa's labia. The back covered maybe half of her 
buttocks and left a little butt crack peeking out the top. The two 
minuscule pieces of cloth were held in place by string ties. From the 
side, Marisa looked naked.

"Come on. You can put your stuff in my room."

On their way to Marisa's bedroom, Marisa yelled into the open doorway 
of the room opposite hers. "Wake up, sleepy head! We're going to the 
beach."

Kaitlin saw a mess of blond hair poke out from under a sheet. A 
bare-chested boy, who looked about 7 or 8 years old, sat up and rubbed 
his eyes. Marisa waited to ensure that her brother was out of bed 
before she walked away.

"That's my little brother, Jacob," she told Kaitlin.

To Kaitlin's surprise, Jacob wasn't wearing pajama bottoms--or even 
underwear. A completely naked boy crawled out of bed and stumbled 
towards her. As he did, he unselfconsciously gave his testicles a 
couple squeezes then gave his stubby little penis a good tug.

He gave Marisa a brief hug, which she returned, then walked past the 
stunned Kaitlin without acknowledging her presence. He continued into 
the bathroom that separated his room from his sister's. Without closing 
the door, he lifted the toilet lid and seat, then began peeing.

Kaitlin was embarrassed to be caught staring.

"Don't mind my little brother," Marisa said. "He doesn't care who sees 
him naked. He's naked, like, all the time. So's my other brother."

"You have two brothers?"

"Yeah. Brian's twelve. He spent the night at his friend Rick's house. 
Rick is leaving, today, to visit his grandparents for a few weeks, so 
Brian slept over. We're gonna pick him up on the way to the beach."

Marisa continued into her room and sat down on the bed. Kaitlin sat 
next to her after putting her backpack on the floor. Shortly 
thereafter, Marisa's brother joined them on the bed, sitting 
cross-legged.

Once again, he cupped his little testicles with his hand and rolled 
them around a little, then gave his penis a few tugs. He continued 
doing this while Marisa talked about her plans for their impending trip 
to the beach.

In a short time, Jacob's penis had grown to a stiff two inches that 
pointed straight out from his body. As he continued to play with it, 
Marisa behaved as if she didn't notice.

"So, does that sound like a good idea?"

When Kaitlin didn't answer, Marisa gave her a good shove.

"Hey! Weren't you even listening to me?"

"Sorry," Kaitlin answered, sheepishly, as she felt her face grow warm.

Suddenly, Marisa realized Kaitlin's embarrassment.

"Sorry." Then to Jacob. "Do you have to do that when my friends are 
over?" Turning to Kaitlin, "He does that so often, I don't even notice, 
anymore. He's been doing it since he was, like, four--maybe even before 
that. Do you have any brothers?"

"No. I'm an only child."

"None of my other friends' brothers do that. It used to embarrass me, 
but I got over it." Then to Jacob, "You should go eat some breakfast 
instead of playing with yourself. We'll be leaving soon."

Jacob didn't seem at all bothered by his sister's comment. He just 
quietly got up and left the room.

"I said my mom's gonna want us to stay around her, but I think I can 
talk her into letting us walk up the beach. Maybe there'll be some boys 
from school, and I can introduce you," Marisa finished with a sly 
smile, which Kaitlin returned. "I hope you're not going to keep that 
t-shirt on the whole time."

"No! I'll take it off when we get to the beach."

"Okay, because if there are boys, I think they'd rather see you in your 
swimsuit. Although, that t-shirt's just long enough that it kind of 
looks like you're not wearing anything underneath it."

Kaitlin blushed and smiled shyly, giving Marisa a playful slap on the 
arm. "Um...do you mind if I ask you: Are you going like that?"

Marisa looked down at herself like she was missing something. "Like 
what? I'm wearing a bikini. What are you wearing?"

"You're only wearing the bottom."

"Yeah, I know," Marisa said, with a devious grin. "Mom says it's one of 
the benefits of having long hair. People aren't quite sure if you're 
wearing the top, or not, so they won't complain--just in case they're 
wrong. Haven't you ever gone topless?"

"No! Well, not in public. Sometimes, around the house."

"Do you wanna try it?"

"No!"

"Yeah, okay. You need to let your hair grow out a little more. The old 
ladies at the beach would probably give you a lecture." Kaitlin laughed 
with Marisa.

"Do you need a towel?" Marisa asked.

"No, I brought one," Kaitlin said, as she extracted it from her 
backpack.

"Good. Let's go see if we can hurry my mom."

Kaitlin wasn't convinced that Marisa's whining and pleading helped, but 
ten minutes later, they were in the car. She sat in the back with Jacob 
and Marisa "because Brian's gonna want the front," Marisa had told her.

Kaitlin thought it was odd that Marisa had climbed into the car as is, 
taking with her only a towel. She--and everyone else she knew--always 
wore a t-shirt or coverup to the pool or lake.

Jacob had donned a red racer swimsuit that looked like it was two sizes 
too small. It rode low on his hips, barely reaching an inch above his 
boy parts in the front. In the back, like Marisa, he had a little butt 
crack peeking out, and the two-inch sides left a lot of hip showing.

When they got to Rick's house, Marisa's brother Brian came running out 
to the car carrying a backpack. He, like Jacob, was wearing a racer 
suit (and nothing else), but his was blue and only looked one size too 
small.

The beach was better than Kaitlin had expected. The sun, sand, and wind 
assailed her senses and excited her. She was so enthralled that she 
didn't think to remove her t-shirt, but Marisa reminded her before she 
could get two feet from the blanket Julie had spread out up where the 
sand was dry.

Kaitlin couldn't wait to get in the water. Julie cautioned her about 
the waves, but Kaitlin ran ahead, without fear. Even getting knocked 
off her feat a few times--and consequently laughed at by 
Marisa--couldn't dampen her excitement. She was a little nervous when 
Marisa started leading her further from the shore, but she could still 
easily touch the bottom, so she just clung tightly to Marisa's arms and 
went out with her. After a short while, Kaitlin had grown confident 
enough to let go of Marisa and try swimming, a little, between the 
waves.

After a while, Kaitlin wondered out loud where Brian and Jacob were. 
Marisa pointed out that Brian was playing with Jacob on shore, where 
the water just lapped up after the waves break.

"Brian's a good brother--but don't you dare tell him I said that! He 
really looks out for Jacob--and me, not that I need looking after."

They rode the next wave in and walked up the beach to where Julie was 
sitting under an umbrella, reading.

"Mom, Kaitlin and I are gonna take a walk," Marisa stated, casually, 
then turned to go without waiting for a reply.

"Don't go far!"

That was easy, Marisa thought. Before her mother could confer any other 
restrictions, Marisa grabbed Kaitlin's hand and took off in a trot. 
After they were perhaps a hundred feet away, Marisa let go of Kaitlin's 
hand and slowed to a stroll.

"My mom must be off a little, today, but I'll take it. Usually, she 
gives me a hard time about going off by myself."

"Maybe it's because you're not going off by yourself," Kaitlin 
suggested, with a smile, happy that she wasn't by herself, either.

Unfortunately, it appeared that all the boys were sleeping in late on 
this first, official day of summer vacation. Aside from Brian and 
Jacob, there wasn't a single male between the ages of five and fifty 
anywhere in sight.

The rest of the morning was filled with skim boarding, body surfing, 
and other activities that were new to Kaitlin. The only bad part was 
lugging all the stuff that Marisa's mom had packed in the trunk back to 
her car. With everything but the towels stowed away, they headed for 
the showers to remove the sand that seemed to have gotten every where 
on their bodies.

Kaitlin wasn't entirely surprised when Jacob shucked his swimsuit at 
the showers. No matter that they were right beside the parking lot and 
the boardwalk that led to the beach. She was, however, taken aback that 
Brian did the same.

Kaitlin looked around. Currently, they were the only ones in sight, but 
it was obvious that anyone could come by--on foot or in car--at any 
moment, without warning. Brian and Jacob showed no sign that that 
thought had ever occurred to them, or if it had, that they cared.

The two boys rinsed out their swim suits, tossed them onto the nearby 
bench, then proceeded to wash the sand off their bodies, 
unselfconsciously doing a thorough job with their respective boy parts.

Kaitlin was afraid that Marisa might do the same--or worse still, 
expect her to--but when there turn at the showers came, Marisa kept her 
bikini bottom on. She did, however, push her hair back to get the sand 
off her chest, apparently with the same disregard for being seen as her 
brothers.

After the boys dried off, their mother tossed them each a pair of 
shorts that could have been boxer underwear, but weren't. After 
considering them for a moment, Kaitlin decided that they did look 
rather more like shorts than underwear--except that she had never 
before seen a boy wear shorts that short.

Marisa stayed in her bikini, but arranged her hair to restore the 
illusion that she might be wearing the top. Kaitlin was going to put 
her t-shirt back on, but when she looked around for it, she realized 
that it must have gotten put in the trunk with everything else.

Julie treated them to an early lunch at a hotdog place that was only a 
block from the beach. The hotdogs were not of the plain variety to 
which Kaitlin was accustomed, but rather were buried in chili, 
sauerkraut, coleslaw, or all manner of things that Kaitlin would never 
have imagined putting on a hotdog. Kaitlin had something called a 
Chicago dog that turned out to be so good that she had two (after 
Julie's insistence that it was perfectly fine for her to have seconds).

It wasn't at all a fancy restaurant; instead, it looked like it might 
have once been a gas station or a convenience store, since the front 
was all glass, half the tables were outside, under an awning (the metal 
and concrete kind you find at gas stations, not the fancy canvas ones 
you find at nice restaurants), and the building was ancient. Still, it 
felt kind of naughty for Kaitlin to be sitting inside wearing nothing 
but her new bikini. She was pretty sure that her own parents wouldn't 
have even let her go into McDonald's dressed like that. She could catch 
flak just for going barefoot at the grocery store.

The second mildly bad part of the morning was the unloading of the 
trunk and the carrying of the stuff into the house, which required 
sorting and rinsing to avoid "getting sand in my clean house," as Julie 
clearly explained.

After everything was disposed of to Julie's satisfaction--and the 
inside of the car was wiped down and vacuumed--Marisa told Kaitlin that 
she was going to take a "real" shower. "I never feel like I've gotten 
all the salt off my body after using the showers at the beach. Do you 
want to take one, too?"

Kaitlin suddenly realized that she, too, felt a little grimy. "Yeah. 
Let me know when you're done."

"Nonsense!" Marisa exclaimed, as she grabbed Kaitlin's hand and drug 
her into the bathroom. She closed the door behind them, then pulled at 
the strings on her bikini bottom, and proceeded to wash it out in the 
sink like it was no big deal to be naked in front of someone she had 
only met a few days ago.

When she was done, she hung it up on the shower curtain rod, then gave 
Kaitlin an annoyed look.

"What are you waiting for?" Marisa said, gesturing at the bikini 
Kaitlin was still wearing.

Kaitlin didn't know what to do, next. She really wasn't comfortable 
being naked in front of Marisa--or anyone, really. In fact, she wasn't 
even comfortable having Marisa naked in front of her. However, she also 
didn't want to go running out of the bathroom and probably upset the 
only friend she had, at the moment. Marisa sensed her hesitation.

"Oh, come on! Seeing me in my bikini isn't all that different from 
seeing me naked--and your bikini doesn't hide that much, either. It'll 
be fun. I promise."

Kaitlin didn't understand what the "fun" part might be, but she was 
strangely intrigued, so she discarded her previous reluctance and 
followed Marisa's lead.

Once in the tub with the shower running, Kaitlin learned that the fun 
part was washing each other. It felt strange--yet wonderfully 
exciting--to feel Marisa's soapy hands running over her 
body--especially when Marisa washed her girl parts. It seemed that she 
spent rather more time than was necessary washing between her 
labia--and her butt cheeks--but when it was her turn to wash Marisa, 
Kaitlin copied Marisa precisely.

After they had washed their hair and rinsed off, Marisa faced Kaitlin 
and hugged Kaitlin's body close to her own. Kaitlin was surprised by 
how good it felt to have Marisa's wet body pressed up against her own 
as the warm water cascaded over them.

Marisa placed her left hand firmly on Kaitlin's buttocks, then slipped 
her right hand between their bodies. Kaitlin squirmed when she felt 
Marisa's finger slip into her vagina. She squealed when Marisa pressed 
her fingers into her clitoris.

Marisa rubbed Kaitlin for a moment, then gave her a look that said, 
"Well?" Kaitlin realized that Marisa was expecting her to return the 
favor. Tentatively, Kaitlin slipped her hand between Marisa's legs and 
began mimicking her actions. Marisa resumed her touches, but with 
considerably more force, this time. Kaitlin gave back everything she 
got.

Kaitlin had closed her eyes as she lost herself in these new, wonderful 
sensations, but they sprung open when she felt Marisa's mouth press 
against her own. Before she could protest, Marisa forced her tongue 
into Kaitlin's mouth.

The shock wore off in just seconds, and Kaitlin realized that this must 
be the "French kissing" that the girls talked about in school. Kaitlin 
thought you were supposed to do it with a boy, but it was fun doing it 
with a girl, and she started kissing Marisa back.

With tongues working at one end, and fingers working at the other, 
Kaitlin's whole body began to tingle. It was as if electricity was 
flowing from one end of her body to the other and back, again. She 
became aware of moaning, but she wasn't sure if it was coming from her 
or Marisa--or both.

Suddenly, Kaitlin felt the muscles of her vagina clamp down on Marisa's 
fingers, and her whole body shuddered. She pulled her mouth away from 
Marisa's and let out a loud gasp. She felt the muscles of her vagina 
relax then immediately clamp down, again. Her whole vagina began to 
spasm, and she would have fallen if Marisa hadn't caught her.

After about ten seconds, Kaitlin began to laugh.

"Good, huh?" Marisa laughed with her. She turned off the water, and the 
two girls dried each other in silence. There was some giggling as they 
blow-dried and brushed each other's hair.

Kaitlin began to feel a little embarrassed about what had happened, but 
the smile on Marisa's face reassured her. She was still somewhat in a 
state of euphoria, so she didn't think anything of it when Marisa 
opened the bathroom door, and they walked the short distance to 
Marisa's room naked.

Marisa opened her top dresser drawer, took out a pair of white, cotton 
panties, and slipped them on. Kaitlin dug through her backpack for a 
similar pair. When she also pulled out shorts and a t-shirt, Marisa 
took the backpack from her, stuffed the shorts and t-shirt back inside, 
and moved the backpack out of Kaitlin's reach.

Kaitlin hesitated for a moment--it was just so naughty, what with 
Marisa's brothers in the house--but Kaitlin put her panties on, then 
gave Marisa a look that told her she was done getting dressed.

Kaitlin was a little apprehensive when they walked into the kitchen, 
but Jacob and Brian didn't even look up from their bowls of ice cream. 
Brian was still in the shorts he had put on after showering at the 
beach, but Jacob had shed his and was as naked as he had been when 
Kaitlin had met him this morning. Brian did mumble, "There's ice cream."

There was also chocolate syrup, and caramel, and nuts, and sprinkles, 
and whipped cream, and, and, and. Kaitlin was surprised by how hungry 
she was--especially after the two hotdogs. She could hear her mother's 
voice in her head, cautioning her about not being greedy, but in the 
end, she filled her bowl as much as Marisa's.

"Let's watch a movie!" Marisa said, to everyone. Jacob dropped his 
spoon, leapt from the stool he had been sitting on, and ran to the TV. 
Marisa laughed, and said to Kaitlin, "I hope you like 'The 
Incredibles'."

Then Marisa said something that completely baffled Kaitlin. "Do you 
want Jacob or Brian?"

Marisa chuckled, this time at Kaitlin. With a sly smile, she said, "You 
can have Brian."

After Jacob had started the DVD, he pulled the coffee table away from 
the couch. Brian and Marisa folded it out into a bed, then the three 
siblings grabbed their ice cream and piled onto it. Kaitlin joined them.

Marisa sat up against the couch part with her legs pointed out and 
slightly spread. Jacob climbed between them, sitting with his butt 
between her thighs and his legs straight out. He leaned back onto 
Marisa with his head resting comfortably on her flat chest.

Kaitlin sat up against the couch with her legs out and her feet 
crossed. Brian was to the left of Marisa and Jacob, and Kaitlin was to 
his left. Brian slid over so that the side of his body just touched 
Kaitlin's. From their feet, up their legs to their thighs, their hips, 
and their arms, the entire sides of their two bodies were just in 
contact with each other. Kaitlin was pleasantly surprised by the warm 
feeling it gave her.

The drapes were close, so even though it was early afternoon, the room 
still had a cozy feeling. As they ate their ice cream, Brian 
occasionally would brush his foot against Kaitlin's, or nudge her 
shoulder with his. Whenever she would look at him, he'd be smiling at 
her, which would cause her to smile--and blush. After fifteen minutes 
or so, Kaitlin was no longer aware of the movie.

Brian reached over to Kaitlin's bowl with his spoon and helped himself 
to some strawberry, even though there was still plenty of ice cream 
left in his own bowl. Kaitlin feigned a look of protest, then helped 
herself to an equal amount of Brian's ice cream.

Brian took another spoonful from Kaitlin's bowl, but instead of taking 
it for himself, he offered it to Kaitlin. Kaitlin hesitated for a 
moment, then opened her mouth. She was already swallowing the ice cream 
before she realized that she had just eaten off the same spoon that 
Brian had been eating with. The spoon she had just taken into her mouth 
had been in a boy's mouth! Surprisingly, she wasn't as disgusted as she 
thought she should be, and she didn't hesitate to take the next 
spoonful that Brian offered.

They fed each other the rest of their ice cream, then Brian collected 
their bowls--and the empty bowls from Jacob and Marisa--and took them 
to the kitchen. When he returned, he took his place back next to 
Kaitlin, only this time, he put his left arm around her.

Brian gave Kaitlin's chest a quick brush, then briefly rubbed her belly 
before allowing his hand to rest on top of her left thigh. When Kaitlin 
just sat there, he leaned forward, took her left arm, and placed it 
behind and around him. He then turned slightly toward her, moved his 
left hand up to her waist, and brought the other hand around to join 
it, hugging her gently.

Kaitlin got the idea and returned the hug in kind. Brian's hands began 
to slowly roam over Kaitlin's chest, belly, and thighs. He placed her 
left hand on his stomach to indicate that he wanted her to do the same 
to him. 

Kaitlin was surprised by how soft Brian's skin was. Somehow, she had 
expected a boy's skin to be rough. She was also surprised by how good 
Brian smelled. There was still a hit of salt on his body, but there was 
something else, too. Something wonderful!

As Kaitlin was idly rubbing Brian's belly, she noticed that the front 
of his shorts were tented up. For just an instant, she wondered what 
was causing that, then she was embarrassed at herself for not 
immediately recognizing that Brian had a stiffy.

Kaitlin had seen pictures--and her father--but she didn't have any 
first-hand experience with naked boys--that is, until she had met 
Jacob, this morning. She found herself wondering what Brian looked like.

As if he had read her mind (actually, he had just noticed her stare), 
Brian extracted his arms from around Kaitlin, lifted his hips off the 
bed, and removed his shorts, which he unceremoniously tossed onto the 
floor.

Kaitlin gave Marisa a "Did you see what Brian just did?" look, but 
Marisa was too busy watching the movie and absently fiddling with 
Jacob's own stiffy.

Brian put his arms back around Kaitlin, looked her straight in the 
eyes, and smiled. His eyes then went from Kaitlin's eyes to her panties 
and back--several times.

Kaitlin looked over at Marisa, again, who just happened to look over to 
her at the same time. Marisa's eyes moved to Brian's stiff penis, then 
back to Kaitlin's eyes. She smiled at Kaitlin, then went back to 
watching the movie, the whole time gently playing with Jacob's 
testicles with one hand and his penis with the other.

Kaitlin took a deep breath, then paused. She took another deep breath, 
then--before the momentary surge of courage left her--shucked her 
panties and tossed them in the direction of Brian's shorts. She 
immediately regretted doing it, and her face turned bright red. She 
stole a glance at Brian, who was looking in her eyes and smiling, and 
turned an even brighter shade of red.

Kaitlin's heart jumped when Brian's hand went to her stomach. He held 
it there for a few seconds. When Kaitlin relaxed a little, he gave her 
belly a gentle rub, then let his hand slip between her legs.

Kaitlin's whole body jumped, this time, but Brian held her still with 
the arm he had around her, keeping his hand between her legs. Then he 
began doing the things that Marisa had done to her in the shower. She 
knew exactly where this was going (or so she thought), and she began to 
panic; however, Brian's touch was so gentle and tender that she soon 
felt the panic slipping away.

Brian stopped his ministrations for a moment to place Kaitlin's hand on 
his penis. Kaitlin immediately yanked it back, but the second time, she 
left it in place. Curiosity got the better of her, and she began to 
explore it's length.

She started with the tip and the loose skin that surrounded it. She let 
her finger slide over it, and was surprised when the skin slid back, 
exposing a pink tip. She played with that, for a while, and noticed 
that Brian seemed to really like when she rubbed the flesh inside.

She then let her finger wander down the length of Brian's penis. She 
was fascinated by how soft and loose the skin was on top, while at the 
same time, underneath, his penis was very hard and warm.

Her fingers found their way to Brian's testicles--or nuts, as the girls 
at school referred to them. They were definitely bigger than 
Jacob's--but not much--and like Jacob's, they were held close to his 
body and surrounded by a loose sack of thin skin.

After a few minutes of exploring, Brian wrapped Kaitlin's fingers 
around his penis and indicated that she should stroke it. It was 
awkward, at first, but she quickly picked up on the signals Brian's 
body was giving her.

In turn, Brian had started to seriously work on Kaitlin's girl parts. 
Kaitlin remembered the shower--and how noisy she and Marisa had 
gotten--and the fact that Marisa and Jacob were on the couch right next 
to them--and decided it was time to stop. She pulled her hand off 
Brian's penis.

At that moment, Brian rolled on top of Kaitlin, placing his legs 
between hers and forcing them apart. She felt the tip of his penis 
brush her labia and yelped.

Marisa gave Jacob a soft pat on the butt, and he scrambled off her. 
Marisa slid over next to Kaitlin, put a hand on her shoulder, and spoke 
softly into her ear. Brian was frozen in place.

"It's okay, Kaitlin. Let Brian do it. It's way better than the shower!" 
She giggled when she said that. Kaitlin let out a whimper.

"He'll stop if you don't want to, but you really should let him."

Kaitlin whimpered, again, and was surprised to find that her head was 
eagerly nodding, yes--of its own accord.

Marisa moved back, a little, and Kaitlin felt the tip of Brian's penis 
press against her labia, again, only this time, it didn't stop. She 
felt her lips spread, then she felt pressure on her vagina. The 
pressure increased, and for moment, Kaitlin thought it wouldn't go any 
further. Then, with a surprise, Kaitlin's vagina spread open, and 
Brian's penis slipped in about an inch.

Kaitlin felt her vagina clamp down on Brian's penis, and Brian stopped. 
After a few seconds, Kaitlin relaxed, again, and Brian pushed a little 
more into her. Soon, she felt his pubis pressed firmly against her own, 
and she knew he was completely inside her. A boy's penis was fully 
inside her vagina!

Before Kaitlin could fully come to terms with what had just happened, 
Brian started to slowly withdraw his penis. Reflexively, Kaitlin 
grabbed at Brian, wrapped her arms and legs around his body, and pulled 
him towards her. His penis pushed all the way back inside her, giving 
her a surprising feeling of contentment.

When he pulled back, again, Kaitlin felt another surge of panic. She 
wanted Brian's penis inside her. No, she needed Brian's penis inside 
her. She clutched at him, again. Shortly, she realized he wasn't going 
to pull all the way out--he had just begun thrusting. Bits of 
conversations and scenes from movies and TV shows began to fall into 
place, and Kaitlin understood what was happening. The vague notion of 
"having sex" with a boy began to crystalize. She was having sex with a 
boy. A handsome boy. A handsome boy who smelled good. Her new friend's 
brother!

Panic and worry began to return--briefly--then Kaitlin surrendered to 
her feelings. Wonderful feelings that she never knew she could have. 
She realized that she had pulled her knees up and spread her legs wide 
to allow Brian to enter her as deeply as possible. She also noticed 
that the pace of Brian's thrusting had increased.

Suddenly, Brian pushed hard against her and grunted equally as hard. 
Kaitlin felt that feeling she had felt in the shower with Marisa. She 
also felt her vagina tugging on Brian's penis, and she could feel a 
pulsing in it as a warmth spread inside her.

Then she felt the weight of Brian's limp body on hers, and she became 
aware that he was surprisingly heavy. She tried to push him off, but he 
was immovable. Instinctively, Brian kept his place on top of Kaitlin 
until he was done ejaculating. He remained still while his semen pooled 
around Kaitlin's upturned cervix. Her muscles were still contracting, 
drawing Brian's semen deeper into her body.

Marisa laid right up next to Kaitlin and gave Brian a playful shove. 
When he didn't move, she shoved harder--then a lot harder. On the third 
shove, Brian reluctantly rolled off Kaitlin. Marisa took his place with 
her nose pressed right up against Kaitlin's. She saw the huge smile on 
Kaitlin's face, and said, "Told ya!"

They watched the rest of the movie with Marisa cuddled next to Kaitlin, 
and Brian and Jacob cuddled on either side of them.

Kaitlin woke up and realized that the movie was over. Apparently, Brian 
and Marisa were just waking up, too. Marisa gave Jacob a shove, and he 
sat up with a grunt.

Kaitlin sat up and immediately felt a sticky wetness between her legs. 
She spread them slightly and took a closer look. There was a wet stain 
on the sheet and several globs of a whitish fluid between and around 
her labia and thighs.

"He makes a mess, doesn't he?" Marisa said, knowingly. "He just started 
doing that a few months ago. There's so much of it!"

Brian went to the kitchen and came back with a wet paper towel, which 
he used to clean up Kaitlin.

"See?" Marisa whispered, after her brother had returned to the kitchen 
to throw away the towel. "I told you he was a good brother."

Marisa warned that her father would be home, soon, and it would be time 
for dinner. Kaitlin found her panties on the floor and put them back 
on. As she did, she noticed that Marisa was putting on her panties, 
too. She didn't know when--or why--Marisa had taken them off. Jacob, of 
course, stayed naked, and--surprisingly, to Kaitlin--so did Brian.

Marisa's dad barbecued ribs on the back patio. The smell was wonderful 
and made Kaitlin realize how hungry she was. She seemed ravenous, today.

Neither of Marisa's parents even batted an eye at the fact that Brian 
and Jacob were totally naked or that Marisa and her new friend Kaitlin 
were naked but for a pair of panties each. Julie was wearing the robe 
that she had been wearing when she had answered the door, that morning, 
and Bob (as he had insisted Kaitlin call him) was wearing only a pair 
of loose shorts, not too different from the ones that Brian and Jacob 
had worn earlier.

The ribs were delicious, as were the baked beans, coleslaw, and corn on 
the cob. Kaitlin was beginning to think of moving in with Marisa.

After dinner, Marisa's dad took Marisa, Kaitlin, Brian, and Jacob to 
play miniature golf, so Kaitlin got to wear the shorts and t-shirt she 
had pulled out of her backpack, earlier. Marisa was similarly dressed, 
while Brian and Jacob wore shorts only. Marisa's dad was the only one 
who was fully dressed (in jeans, a t-shirt, and sneakers).

Kaitlin had played, before, but it was a lot more fun playing barefoot 
with a handsome, almost-naked boy who had had his penis in her just a 
few hours earlier.

Although it was only nine o'clock when they got home, Kaitlin was 
exhausted--as was everyone else. Kaitlin wondered about the sleeping 
arrangements and was pleased to find that she would be sharing Marisa's 
bed with her. The two climbed in naked and snuggled up to each other.

Kaitlin fell asleep almost immediately, but just before she did, Marisa 
warned her that Brian might visit them some time in the middle of the 
night. She slept with a huge smile on her face.

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