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. ----- If you enjoyed this story (or any of my other stories), I would appreciate a quick comment. Thanks! https://secure.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=KYKADDHQSDHAFCAVRWRM