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SLEEPOVER
June 19, 1999
By Kelly Wells
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I felt so grown up. I had just finished with middle school and was now a high
school freshman! Sure I was still a virgin, but that didn't stop me from
dreaming about sex and masturbating. Doing it with your friends made it all the
more fun and what better place to share than a sleepover?
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I was fourteen and had just finished eighth grade meaning I was now officially a
high school freshmen. Woo hoo! Needless to say passing this milestone made
feel me extremely mature and grown-up and I was already taking advantage of my
new status to look down at those little immature "grade-schoolers". Well, maybe
I wasn't THAT bad but you know what I mean.
On this warm June day I had just finished taking my morning shower after
sleeping in a bit late. Now that I was back in my bedroom, I stood naked in
front of my mirror and took stock of myself with an analytical eye, something
every teenage girl does and trust me, nobody is more critical than she is of
herself!
On the one hand I was pleased with the changes that were obviously taking place,
my body was magically transforming from that of a skinny little flat -chested
waif to one of a sexy teenage girl-next-door (at least in my somewhat fertile
imagination). My boobs were finally starting to grow, my body curves showing
promise, and my thin coltish legs were taking shape. My pussy had an ever
thickening covering of fuzzy black pubic hair. It's sort of funny when you
think of it; at fourteen I thought pubic hair was a sign of maturity and made me
look sexy. Little did I know then that only a few years later I would start
shaving it to turn guys on.
I would have been happy with myself except that many of my friends already
looked like they were sixteen or older with perky breasts, curves like a
mountain road, and legs to die for. Fortunately I didn't know then that I would
spend my teenage years in a perpetual state of angst as it seemed I was always
at the trailing edge of the development curve.
As I continued to gaze at myself in the mirror I subconsciously ran a single
finger down from my neck, through my newly forming cleavage, and then down my
flat tight stomach until I reached my fuzzy little pussy. I playfully ran my
fingertip through the short coarse hair covering it, tracing circles and
shivering just a little from the sensations that I was starting to feel further
down between my legs. Much to my chagrin I was still a virgin but that didn't
mean I couldn't dream of what I wanted a boy to do to me down there.
A few years ago I started masturbating years although my parents had introduced
me to the birds and bees long before that. Fortunately for me, sex and nudity
were nothing to be ashamed of or treated as taboo in my family. Perhaps just as
importantly, at the same time it wasn't flaunted either. My parents and I are
NOT nudists and I would never describe us as being an "open family" or any of
the other euphemisms that people use to wink at something kinky going on in
their homes.
To help illustrate my point, as I stood there nude in my bedroom, the door was
wide open just as it always was. My dad was at work but even if he had been
home the door would still have been in the same position. I didn't hide myself
from him but I didn't put on a show either. The same went if I was in the
shower. My dad felt perfectly comfortable coming in to shave or whatever and
the same applied to me when my dad was in there. There were no sexual overtures
whatsoever, we just didn't have clothes on and nobody made a big deal over it.
Usually my mom and I wore long t-shirts around the house although sometimes just
a bra or bikini top along with shorts or panties were the outfit of the day
depending on our mood. About the only time we deliberately did anything together
nude was when we would get together as a family in our hot tub. My dad had
always imposed a strict no-clothing rule, claiming the laundry detergents and
chemicals contaminated the water. When I was little I believed him hook, line
and sinker but as I got older I started to question how the little amount cloth
in my bikini could possibly cause a problem. One thing I DID learn about the
hot tub was that the jets could feel mighty good when directed at the right
places!
As I mentioned, my parents had taught me about the birds and the bees back when
I was eight. "The talk" was initiated after I just happened to see my dad
masturbating one day in their bedroom and it fascinated me to say the least! My
mom caught me spying on him which led to our first "mother-daughter" talk that
day. Later that evening in the hot tub she had me hold my dad's penis and for
the first time I touched a man's cock and experienced the amazing change that
happens to a man when he gets excited. Of course my dad was soon sporting this
enormous erection (actually he is pretty average in size but at that age my
hands were pretty small so it seemed huge, especially since I had never seen
another one other than his).
At that age I was pretty naïve so I had no idea what it was that was REALLY
getting him so excited My mom acted as a sort of chaperone, watching my every
move and explaining to me what was happening. She allowed me to stroke my dad's
hard cock until he came and for the first time I watched as sperm erupting from
his penis up close and personal. I was thrilled at my "accomplishment" but my
mom was VERY adamant that this was the only time I was to do it. All she wanted
was for me understand men better. I can still remember the look she gave my dad
when she told him that it applied to him too!
Although my parents masturbated frequently, it was more than three years later
before I started doing it myself. As always, my mom was there teach and guide
me. Now at fourteen, masturbation was a daily activity for me, almost as
routine as brushing my teeth. My parents encouraged me to satisfy myself
whenever I felt the urge, even it was in the family room while we were all
watching TV. Like nudity though, I never felt like I was doing it for THEM, it
was for ME and if they happened to be around, what was the big deal?
I hadn't done it yet this morning so as I traced my little circles in my pussy
hair my finger began to wander further down until I touched my hooded clit and I
drew in quick breath as it responded the way I knew it would. It was an
impatient little thing and I had kept it waiting longer than usual and it was
letting me know!
My desk and chair was right next to the mirror so I sat down and leaned back in
the chair, spreading my smooth legs apart as my hand reached between my thighs.
My other hand moved to one of my small boobs and held it with the nipple firmly
between my fingers. My nipples hardened nicely now when I played with them and
I felt a tingle as I squeezed it between my fingers. My lower finger ran up and
down my pussy which was feeling warmer with each motion I made.
Deep inside my pussy I could feel myself responding with that odd sensation I
knew from experience meant it was getting moist. My finger gently pushed its
way between my pussy lips and then pressed such that it was just inside my wet
pussy hole. God it felt incredible to touch myself there! A million nerves
must end there, every one of them just begging for me to stimulate it. They
rewarded the attention by sending a surge that felt almost like electricity,
moving outward from my crotch to every inch of my body; from the tips of my toes
to the ends of my long brunette hair.
I gasped as for the past few moments I seemed to have forgotten to breath as I
concentrated on touching myself. My eyes were squeezed shut and I felt
incredible as the sensations continued to pulse non-stop from my teen pussy. I
used my wet finger to lubricate my pussy lips and then finally my sensitive
clit. Rubbing my clit, my back arched upwards in the chair as I squeezed my
boob tightly. God it seemed like I was going to go right through the ceiling!
Mmmmmm, I just loved to touch myself.
As I continued to play with myself I started to think about what it would be
like to be fucked . Making love was the only thing my parents did with their
door shut but I had watched enough of my dad's porn movies to know all about it.
So far nobody had touched my pussy except me and to date the only cock I'd ever
touched was my dad's which was now almost six years ago. Besides, that really
didn't count anyway.
Oh my god, what would it be like to have a boy's hard cock ram its way deep
inside of me? My pussy felt so tight I couldn't imagine how anything so big
could possibly fit! Some of my friends had already done it and they told me
that although it really hurt the first time, after that it was OK and just got
better each time they did it.
For now I didn't have anyone in mind to be my first. Most of the boys I had
been in school with were SO immature. Some of my friends had brothers who were
pretty hot. One in particular was Steve, the sixteen year-old brother of my
friend Sharon. I had played with myself numerous times dreaming of him – and
what he could do to me!
I could have spent the morning this way and in fact sometimes did but that was
not in the cards this morning. As I sat there rubbing myself furiously I felt a
hand on my shoulder. My mom had come in my room but I had not noticed being
wrapped up in my masturbating. I wondered how long she had been watching me
before letting me know she was there when she laughed softly and patted me on
the head affectionately.
"Looks like my little girl's horny this morning as usual," she said and I could
see a knowing smile on her face as I looked back over my shoulder at her.
"As much as I'd love to let you do yourself all morning, you DID promise to help
me with the grocery shopping today before you went to Beth's party."
Damn! I had forgotten all about that! Beth was having a sleepover with me and
a few of our friends and I had indeed promised my mom to help out if she let me
go. Oh well, knowing what was waiting for me this evening, I would have cleaned
house if that's what it took to get her permission and I HATE cleaning!
Reluctantly I lifted my hand from my wet pussy and instinctively sucked my pussy
juice from my finger. There was something about the taste of my pussy that I
just loved. There were times I saw my mother masturbating and I could smell her
sex. It seemed so much stronger than mine, more musky and heavy and when she
came it was especially noticeable. Sometimes I wondered what another pussy
would taste like but couldn't imagine myself ever actually licking another girl
to find out. Maybe someday she would let me lick her finger just to satisfy my
curiosity but so far she had never offered.
I sighed and she laughed a little louder this time at me saying, "I know, I
know. You know I was your age once myself so I understand. C'mon, let's get
going horny girl!"
I sighed melodramatically but she was already heading out of the room. I
quickly went to the bathroom to wash up as it wouldn't do to walk around the
grocery store smelling like I'd just been masturbating. Not that I personally
cared, but my mom was pretty adamant about hygiene in public.
Looking through my dresser, I picked out a pair of denim cutoff shorts and a
tight white tank top. I loved wearing cutoffs, especially when they were cut
short enough to show off my ass which was probably my best asset (pun not
intended). I didn't wear a bra under the tank top but with my small boobs that
really wasn't a big issue. There was a definite outline of my boobs these days
though and my dark nipples were clearly visible through the thin white cotton.
A pair of low cut socks and sneakers and I was ready to go.
I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and grabbed a baseball cap. I threaded my
ponytail through the back of it and adjusted it on my head as I looked in the
mirror. Taking a final deep breath, I was soon heading down the stairs to
where my mom was waiting rather impatiently for me. I noticed she was wearing a
rather cute short outfit herself which showed off her long tanned legs and a
tight blouse that emphasized her large breasts. From the way her nipples were
showing through and the lack of outline under her blouse I knew there wasn't
anything underneath.
"Mom!" I exclaimed with a mock sense of shock, "No bra today?"
My mother just shook her head at me saying, "Well, look whose talking! At least
MY top fits me. You outgrew that thing a couple of years ago."
We both laughed and hugged. I knew she liked it when I wore skimpy clothes out,
especially the effect it had on the boys and men. Sometimes I got the
impression it was like she was reliving her teen years through me. Seeing the
attention I was starting to get must have reminded her of how it felt when she
first noticed men looking at her "that" way.
She whispered softly in my ear in a conspiratorial tone, "You know, grocery
shopping doesn't have to be completely boring."
I looked up at her eyes and she just winked down at me. My mother might be more
than twice my age but she still got her share of looks from the guys. I knew it
didn't bother her one bit to be objectified that way but it wasn't often thought
that she was so blatant about wanting it. I had a feeling today might not be so
bad as I thought it was going to be!
When we got to the grocery store my mom handed me this HUGE grocery list and I
was sure it was going to take forever to get it all. As I pushed our cart I got
a kick out of watching the poor husbands trailing their wives. They were
obviously bored out of their skulls and it was just all too easy for a mother-
daughter pair like us to catch their eye. Some of the guys would openly stare
as we walked by and my mom would just smile at them and then wink at me. I
wasn't sure what she liked most – this looks she was getting or the attention
these older guys were giving to her young virgin daughter. Probably both if I
knew her!
After a while it got to be a game with us to see how much we could tease the
poor fellows. My mom would ask me to get her something on the bottom shelf and
I would bend over at the waist forcing my tight shorts to ride up into my crotch
and into my pussy slit. Of course I knew I was being watched so I would take my
time and finally stand up and smile as if I hadn't a clue what I'd been showing
off. It was all I could do not to laugh seeing the way the guys would quickly
look away and act as if they had not been looking.
Once a guy's wife must have caught her hubby looking at me because I saw her
giving him this nasty look and then she literally pulled him to a different
aisle. On their way she looked back at me and frowned. Then the bitch gave my
mother a disgusted look as if to ask how could my mom let me do such a naughty
thing. My mom just smiled back at her and then winked once again at me. We
both laughed and just went on shopping.
Needless to say mom did her part in terms of teasing the guys except her
favorite move was to reach up for something on the top shelf. Stretching up on
her toes showed off her legs and ass and I was proud of my mom for keeping
herself in such good shape unlike so many of the wives who seemed to just let
themselves go once they got the ring. I knew my parents loved each other enough
that even if she didn't look so hot my dad would still never cheat on her but it
was that same love and respect for the other that they kept themselves in shape.
What kind of message are you sending your husband by making yourself undesirable
to him?
Well, I never knew grocery shopping could be so much fun! The two of us had a
great day and I was actually a bit sad when we had crossed off everything on our
list. By the time we done I was so horny it was all I could do to kept my hand
from slipping between my legs in the checkout line. My mom of course knew me
well enough to know why I was squirming – and it wasn't because I had to go
potty!
My mom leaned over as the clerk was scanning our things and whispered in my ear,
"Control yourself dear, there's plenty of time later to play with yourself."
When we finished our grocery shopping she had another stop at a strip mall where
there were some specialty shops to get some of her favorite breads and meats.
My mom left me in the car and I didn't waste any time. No sooner than the door
was shut and I was pulling my shorts down to my ankles and tilting the seat
back. God I was so damn horny that there was no way I cold possible wait to get
home to take care of myself.
I started rubbing my pussy with one hand while my other massaged my boobs
through my tank top. It was so thin and smooth it was almost like it wasn't
there anyway. After spending hours teasing guys and watching them stare at me
I was so horny and wet that my finger easily slid into me and I rubbed it in
circles just inside my pussy.
I was so intent on what my fingers were doing that I didn't pay any attention to
what was going on outside the car. Fortunately nobody walked by, or at least I
didn't notice that anyone did. It would have been just my luck for some holier-
than-thou mother to get her kids into the minivan next to us and notice me and
call the cops!
It seemed like only a few moments but it must have been quite a bit longer when
I heard a tapping on the trunk and looked back to see my mom waiting for me to
open it with the button inside. I reached over to open the trunk and then pulled
my shorts back up again just as she finished and opened the driver's door to get
in. Her nose wrinkled and then she grinned at me.
"Hmmmmm, smells like you've been a busy girl while I was gone!" she teased me.
"So, you feeling better now?"
I just giggled as I sucked my wetness off my pussy finger. Like I said before,
I love the taste of my pussy and it felt just a little bit naughty somehow to
tease my mom this way. This time it was her turn to squirm a bit and I had a
feeling that I knew what she would be doing soon after we got home! By the time
we got home and had put everything away the afternoon had mostly gone by and it
was getting time to get ready for my sleepover.
This was our first sleepover of the summer since school had let out. Over the
past couple of years we'd held a number of them and I always had a good time.
Tonight I would be spending the night at Beth's house with several of our
friends. Beth was my very best friend since before I can remember and she was
practically a sister to me. We shared everything and each of us knew the
other's most intimate secrets and fantasies.
The only thing about Beth was that I couldn't help but be just a bit jealous of
her. She was light-years ahead of me in terms of our body development. Beth
started wearing a bra when she was eleven and these days was already a B cup and
well on her way to a C whereas I was still having trouble justifying graduation
from my training bra. She had also started her period a full year before I mine
and she had started masturbating earlier as well (I know because she told me).
Another thing about Beth was that she had lost her virginity a few months before
to some high school boy. He promptly told everyone he knew but it didn't seem
to bother her. If anything, it made her more popular than ever with the boys.
It seemed she was always bragging to me about how good it felt now to be fucked
and how she couldn't believe I should wasn't even at least sucking cock by now.
Tonight we would be joined by Nancy, Sharon and Marianne. Nancy was a thin
blonde and the tallest of the bunch of us. She was a bit on the shy side though
and tended to stay in the background. Sharon was a good friend of mine and I
always looked forward to going over to her house - mostly because of her older
brother Steve. He was sixteen and a real hunk. To say I was infatuated with
him would have been an understatement. Unfortunately he hadn't shown any
interest in me but I was hoping that this summer, with my boobs starting to show
more, that he might change his attitude regarding me.
Sharon was a camera fanatic and already had her entire career planned out as a
professional photographer. Her father indulged her passion and had bought her
an expensive camera and even some fancy lighting equipment. It seemed she never
went anywhere without at least one camera around her neck!
Finally there was Marianne. Oh dear, what could I say about her except she was
the kinky one of our group. Her hair was always in some weird style and she
liked to dress in peculiar outfits. Nothing really sexy but just odd
combinations and styles. Somehow she had gotten hold of some porn movies and at
our last sleepover she showed them to us. In addition to the usual sex scenes
there were a few of girls doing various animals which I thought was disgusting
but she seemed to be fascinated by them. Well, that was our Marianne!
Together the five of us made a pretty good team and we were always hanging
around together at the mall and in school. When it came to my friends you never
knew what might happen so I was looking forward to tonight.
My mom dropped me off at Beth's at about 6:00 PM and I was actually the last to
arrive. Beth had a fantastic in-ground pool with a diving board so we all
changed into our bikinis in her bedroom. As we undressed I felt a bit self-
conscious once again because of my boobs which were definitely the smallest in
the room. As usual, I couldn't believe Beth's – damn her boobs looked great!
My bikini top was so small and hardly needed a real cup to cover my puffy
nipples while Beth looked like she was ready to graduate to that C cup. The
rest of the girls were all in the A size but still looked better than mine.
At least I could be thankful that my pussy wasn't the only bare one anymore!
Even then, once again it was Beth who looked the best – her pubic hair was now
long enough to where she had to trim it to keep it from poking out of her tiny
bikini bottom.
We all headed out to the pool, passing Beth's parents in the loving room.
Beth's mom looked at our suits and just shook her head in mock despair. There
was quite a difference from last summer when we wore more modest bikinis!
Beth's dad, on the other hand, feigned disinterest but I was sure it was more to
keep his wife from getting mad at him for staring at his daughter's young
friends than anything else.
It was still early summer and the water wasn't as warm as it would be in a few
weeks but it was still comfortable and felt great. We just goofed around in the
pool like we were little girls again for the next hour or so. I love swimming
and found that wearing a tiny bikini always made me feel good about myself, even
if I wasn't filling it out the way I wished.
As the evening progressed though, wouldn't you know that Marianne would be the
one to instigate something. She was standing on the diving board about to jump
in and the next thing I knew she had stripped off her bikini and was standing
there stark naked in front of everyone! We all looking at her incredulously and
she just laughed at us and dove in. Popping up at the end of the pool, she
cried out to us and said, "C'mon, let's skinny dip."
The rest of us looked at each other and sort of had a group shrug. What the
heck, why not? It was just us girls so did it really matter? After all, I
spent lots of time in our hot tub nude with my parents so this wouldn't be much
different. I was the next to pull off my bottoms and then I untied my top and
flung both pieces to the side of the pool. The others soon followed and the
next thing we knew all of us were all swimming around naked.
It wasn't like I'd never seen my friends nude before but that was in the locker
room or bathroom where nudity was a necessity, not a choice. This was different
in that it was the first time we had ever deliberately bared ourselves for each
other and it seemed a bit awkward at first to me. It was one thing to be nude
at home with my parents, that was just family. This felt a little bit naughty
and I was a bit surprised to find that it even turned me on a bit. Even though
there wasn't much to my bikini to start with, there was just something erotic
about feeling the cool water directly against me in places normally hidden from
view.
Eventually we gathered in one corner of the of the pool and just started
giggling like little girls. I think each of us was a little nervous at
flaunting ourselves in front of the others although it was evident that some
were more than others. For instance, Nancy was standing there with her hands
instinctively covering her boobs whereas at the other end of the exhibitionist
spectrum was Marianne who seemed to be totally oblivious to her lack of clothing
and if anything, seemed to be taking quite an interest in my boobs which
surprised me.
We were just yakking about the things teenage girls chat about when they are
together; nothing of real substance yet at the time it all seemed so very
important to us. Suddenly we were surprised by the sound of Beth's mom.
"Oh my god! ……..Girls!!!, what do you think you're all doing!," she exclaimed.
We all twisted around to look at her, hands covering our breasts instinctively
as if to hide something from her she hadn't seen before. The underwater pool
lights were on and with the darkening sky it must have been obvious we were
bottomless as well so I don't know what we were trying to hide but it just
seemed the right thing to do at the time. Beth's mom just shook her head at us
and then directed her next comment at her daughter.
"Now Beth, you and your friends get your bikinis back on this instant. Lord
Almighty, the LAST thing I need is for your dad or brother to see a you girls
swimming around nude!"
Beth started to protest but we all grabbed our suits and quickly put them back
on. Although it didn't really bother me to swim nude with my friends, for
whatever reason I felt a bit embarrassed having Beth's mom see me this way. I
slipped my bikini back on while I was in the water and then climbed the ladder
and joined the others on the deck.
The brief skinny dipping episode seemed to be a fitting ending to our pool time
so we grabbed our towels and wrapped them around us before running back into the
house, giggling and laughing all the way. I noticed her mom and dad watching us
as we passed through the kitchen. Talk about a contrast in expressions!
The five of us gathered in Beth's bedroom which was barely big enough to hold us
all. We each had a bag with us containing our toiletries and change of clothes
so I reached inside to pull out my nightie for the evening. I'd chosen a pink
frilly sheer thing that was just barely long enough to cover my ass when I was
standing but had no chance whatsoever when I was seated. Back home I'd debated
for hours with myself as to whether or not to bring along the matching panties
since they were so sheer I may as well be wearing nothing at all but in the end
I'd packed them.
I was especially proud of this particular nightie because my dad had bought it
just for me a few weeks before. He liked to buy me outfits and then have me
pose for him in them. Sometimes my mom didn't seem so sure about a few of
them, especially when they got as skimpy as this nightie was, but he said I
looked great in them and I liked nothing more than to please my dad so I always
looked forward to his latest gift.
Looking around I saw my friends had put on their own nighties as well. We have
been getting together for sleepovers since we were little girls and as we got
older it became sort of a game to see who could wear the skimpiest outfit.
Usually Beth or Marianne won but tonight I thought I had a good chance of taking
home the trophy. Nancy, of course, was much too shy and usually had on some
form of long nightshirt. Tonight's was shorter than usual but it still was long
enough to keep her ass well covered even when she was squatting on the floor.
Sharon was in her usual nightie; nothing spectacular and straight off the Sears
juniors rack.
Beth and Marianne would be my only real competition and for once I felt the
satisfaction of knowing I had beaten them. Beth was wearing a tight nightshirt
that, unlike Nancy's, barely covered her butt when she was standing and easily
pulled up to expose her thong when she sat down. It was hot but not even in
same league as my nightie. Marianne had on an almost identical nightshirt but
she had gone one step further – she wasn't wearing anything else, not even a
thong, so when she wasn't pulling it down her shirt would lift up and expose her
ass and pussy. Nancy looked at me and gave a wolf whistle.
"Wow Kelly, where did you ever find a nightie like THAT!" she exclaimed with her
wide eyes looking me up and down as if she hadn't seen me before.
I explained how my dad had bought it for me and they all broke out into a
chatter.
"You mean your DAD bought you that?" Sharon asked, a look of disbelief on her
face.
Beth chimed in after her saying, "Like, my mom would KILL me just for wearing
something like that in front of my dad let alone allow him to buy it for me."
As usual, Marianne put her kinky two cents worth in. "And just what did daddy
want his little girl to do for him in return?" she asked with a sly grin and an
obvious wink.
Marianne was standing next to me so I spanked her playfully on her bottom and
wagged my finger at her. "Gee whiz Marianne, why do you always have such nasty
thoughts? He just likes me to pose for him, nothing else. Good grief, he IS my
dad after all."
Marianne just smiled and winked at me again so I spanked her again, harder this
time making a loud smacking sound and everyone laughed. For just a second I
wondered about what she had said though but then put the thought out of my mind.
I mean, so what if my dad liked to take pictures of his daughter? Why bother
buying me such outfits if he couldn't see me in them? It didn't make sense to
me why they thought it was such a big deal.
Marianne had confessed to me that when she was younger her uncle used to put her
on his lap and then touch her between her legs. She claimed that it felt good
and she hadn't minded it but once her aunt had caught them and there was a big
fuss made over it. Well, I knew my dad wasn't like her uncle so I didn't give
it another thought.
Somehow or another we all managed to fit on Beth's bed and started chatting
about our favorite subject – boys. We were at that age where the girls were in
well into puberty but the boys our age were just starting to catch up. We had
all at least kissed a boy but other than Beth and Marianne, a few dark groping
attempts at the movie theater or back seat was about the extent of it. Of
course, we all tried to act as if we were all sexual experts and fully
experienced.
It wasn't long before we were teasing each other about this boy or that who we
had caught her showing interest in. Since it was hard to be comfortable
speaking outright about our inner lustful feelings and thoughts, we turned to
that traditional game of young teenager girls – Truth or Dare. By making it a
game, it somehow made it OK to say and do those things we might never have left
to our own devices. Some of the questions and dares were between just two of us
while we expanded the game at times to include the whole group. Beth started
out using the latter rule.
"Ok, let's get started. Who here is still a virgin? We all looked at each
other and giggled. Slowly everyone raised their hands except Marianne and Beth.
Marianne had been doing it since she just turned thirteen so we all knew about
her. I figured with all the talk at school about her, that everyone knew about
Beth as well but wouldn't you know it, Nancy let out a gasp before catching
herself.
"Beth, you didn't" she whispered. "Who?……When?"
The rest of us laughed at our naïve friend. Beth told them about how she was
asked out by this high school boy just before eighth grade graduation. He was
old enough to drive and seemed so grown up. They had parked at the end of some
dark street and one thing led to another.
"Cool!" Marianne exclaimed, "So how often does he do you? When was the last
time?"
Beth shook her head, refusing to rise to the bait. "No, boys are such jerks.
He just wanted to be the first to fuck me and that was the last I saw of him."
Then she grinned mischievously saying, "But you all know John. Now HE is a
different story!"
We all giggled but it had certainly turned out to be quite a start to our little
game! For the next hour or so things tended to be more on the tame side. It
was if after the first question everyone was afraid to ask anything that might
lead to some new revelation. We'd played this game so many times before we
already knew most of the answers anyway but it was still fun just to be with
friends. Just about the time it seemed the game was winding down, it was
Marianne who brought some life back.
"OK Kelly, Truth of Dare?" she asked.
I grinned and responded with a defiant, "Dare!"
Marianne looked over at Nancy and then back at me. "Kiss Nancy – on the lips."
Nancy eyes suddenly became as wide as saucers. Glancing back at Marianne, I
didn't want to appear to be shocked (although inside I was scared to death) so I
forced a smile and leaned over to Nancy who was sitting opposite me. She pulled
back though and put out her hand.
"Ummmmm, I don't think so!" she declared. "No way…..I mean there is NO way I am
kissing a girl. I'm no lesbian!"
Everyone started teasing her while encouraging us to kiss. Finally she let out
a big sigh and closed her eyes. "OK, but just a quick one."
She puckered her lips in an exaggerated way and I leaned over until our lips
met. Everyone cheered as for the first time I felt another girl's lips on
mine. They were so much softer than the boys I'd kissed and for a moment I was
tempted to linger but she pulled back and wiped her mouth with the back of her
hands as if her dog had licked her.
"God Marianne, you are SO sick sometimes, I just don't know about you," she
said.
Marianne just laughed at her and it was my turn. I posed my question to
Marianne who also chose to have a dare. Well, she asked for it so paybacks were
always fair game.
"Alright Marianne, I want you to close your eyes and remember the first time a
boy touched you. Then I want you to touch yourself like he did to you then."
I had to hand it to the little slut, Marianne didn't even flinch. Instead, this
big grin appeared on her face as she leaned back against the pillows at the head
of the bed. Without the slightest bit of hesitation she spread her legs wide
with to reveal her little pussy to us. Since she wasn't wearing any panties, we
had a great view of her hairy little cunt, one we all now knew had been filled
by several boy's cocks.
We had all seen each other nude just a couple of hours before in the pool but
there was a HUGE difference between skinny dipping and boldly exposing yourself.
Even though it seemed weird at first to see another girl's pussy this way, none
of us – not even Nancy, could look away. The room was deadly silent as Marianne
started to masturbate right there in front of us!
Now I'd seen my parents masturbate many times over the years and they'd seen me
as well but I never felt anything of a sexual nature between us; it just
something we each did when we felt the urge. Tonight I felt different somehow
as my pussy began to respond while I watched my friend rubbing her pussy and
then poking her finger deep inside as she closed her eyes to recall that time a
boy first explored her. God she looked so sexy and hot!
I took a quick glance around and saw I wasn't the only one having this reaction.
Everyone was flushed and breathing a little harder and I noticed Beth's nipples
were poking out a lot more than they had before. Sharon was licking her dry
lips subconsciously and even Nancy wasn't blinking as she stared at Marianne who
was now masturbating even harder.
Finally I just couldn't take watching her like this anymore and not do anything.
I reached down between my legs, pulled my panties over to the side and started
playing with myself. Nancy noticed my movements and when she saw my hand
between my legs her mouth dropped open and I could see her whispering an "Oh my
god!" although I couldn't hear her.
Eventually the others noticed as well and it was if a dam had broken and soon
everyone except Nancy was playing with themselves. Even she wasn't totally
immune though as one hand started to rub her boobs. Masturbating in front of us
was still too much for her but at the same time she wasn't turning away from
watching the four of us.
Marianne must have heard us moving about and opened her eyes. She saw the three
of us masturbating and just smiled before closing her eyes again and returning
to her fantasy. God only knew what she was thinking of now but I was sure it
was something hot and sexy. Somehow having us join her seemed to make Marianne
even hornier than usual and she was rubbing her clit with one hand while pushing
a finger up her cunt from the other. She started to buck her hips up and down
like she was fucking her imaginary boyfriend.
The rest of us watched her intently although I noticed not one of our hands left
our crotches (or boob in the case of Nancy). Marianne moaned loudly and Beth
shot a quick glance to be sure her door was shut tightly. If her mom was upset
at us skinny dipping I could only imagine what her reaction would be if she
caught us in a mutual masturbation session! Actually, I found myself wishing
she would, just to see the look on her face which would have been worth whatever
the consequences.
Marianne's back arched and she held her hips up in the air, her finger deep
inside as far as she could push it while the other hand was rubbing her clit
madly. She let out a final groan and then collapsed back onto the bed, taking
her finger out of her pussy and sucking it like a binky as her other hand slowly
rubbed her clit. I knew from having watched my mom masturbate that she had just
cum and once again found myself jealous of my kinky young friend.
In the couple of years I had been masturbating there had been times I didn't
think I could stand it another second but I still had not felt what I thought
qualified as an orgasm. I noticed that Marianne's pussy was dripping wet and
there was a growing wet spot on poor Beth's bedcover. I was wet myself but was
nowhere near the point where I was going to soil her bed that way. Someday
though……….
I rubbed my pussy to get my finger good and wet and then sucked my finger like
Marianne was doing. She looked over at me and gave me a naughty smile before
putting her finger back in herself again. She then looked me in the eyes and
asked, "Truth or Dare Kelly?" she taunted me.
I licked my lips and was barely able to whisper my response, "Dare."
Marianne took her finger from her pussy and I could see her pussy cum glistening
on it in the low bedroom light. "OK, then lick my pussy finger," she said
softly.
Again the room was silent and I could even hear the TV in Beth's living room
next door where her mom and dad were watching some show, totally oblivious to
what was going on their "innocent" little girl's room. I looked around at the
other girls and all of them had their eyes fixed on me, not moving an inch as if
afraid to break the spell that was hanging over us. How could I say no?
I took a deep breath and leaned over towards Marianne and opened my mouth
slightly. She put her finger in my mouth and I could taste her pussy on it.
Mmmmmm, it was similar to mine but had its own distinct flavor. Marianne
twisted her finger in my mouth and moved it in and out as if I was sucking a
cock. I felt a tingle again between my legs as I tasted my first pussy other
than my own – and I liked it! I leaned back again and her finger slipped from
my mouth.
"Wow!" Nancy whispered hoarsely. "I mean I really can't believe she just did
that."
I looked over at Nancy and smiled, "Not bad, you should try it some time Nancy."
Nancy just folded her arms and shook her head. "No way. I told you I'm not a
lesbian."
Everyone simultaneously rolled their eyes at that one and then laughed at our
exchange. I certainly didn't think licking pussy cum from a girl's finger made
me a lesbian! Besides, it was just a game and now that it was my turn again I
wanted to raise the ante again. Looking over at Beth, she smiled as she knew it
was her turn. She chose Truth though, probably worried about what I was going
to ask her to do if she picked Dare, and for good reason. I did indeed have
something wicked in mind but instead asked her my question.
I took a deep breath and then said, "OK Beth. Tell the truth now; did you get
turned on watching Marianne masturbate?"
Beth let out a breath and then took in a deep one. "Alright, yeah, it did make
me wet. I mean she was hot and I know all the rest of you girls were turned on
just as much as I was so there!"
Beth sat up straight and looked at us, daring us with her stare to contradict
her. Well, not even Nancy spoke up to defend herself for that one! Beth took
our silence as acknowledgement of her statement and turned to Sharon. Sharon
chose to take a Dare but I doubt she would have had she known what Beth had in
mind. As it turned out, it was the same thing I had planned for Beth had she
chosen Dare instead.
"Hmmmmm," she murmured as she looked at Sharon with a naughty look, "Sharon,
play with Marianne's pussy for us."
Well, talk about two different responses! Marianne's face broke out into this
huge smile as she laid back again with her legs spread, all ready for Sharon.
Sharon, on the other hand, had a horrified look on her face that I would've
given anything to capture on my camera. We all laughed nervously, not sure
quite what to do but all feeling maybe the game had finally just gone too far.
Beth also realized she may have gone too far and quickly tried to ease the
tension.
"Ohhhhh, I'm just teasing you!" she said but I don't think any of us bought it.
Marianne sat up and actually looked a little disappointed as she glanced over at
Sharon and pouted. Well, that was it for this game so we went back to our
chatter. Everyone avoided the topic of the last questions but I knew it was on
all of our minds.
My bladder was about to burst so I got up and went down the hall to where their
bathroom was. The TV set was still blaring from the living room and I could see
the flashing light from the screen reflecting off the walls into the darkened
hallway. I quickly did my thing in the bathroom and when I was done, without
thinking just opened the door to start back to Beth's room. There standing in
the hallway about to reach for the bathroom door handle was Beth's dad!
We both jumped as neither of us had apparently knew the other was there. I
excused myself but his eyes did all the talking for him. I hadn't yet turned
off the bathroom light which was behind me as he looked me up and down in my
sheer nightie. It must have been all but transparent from his perspective and
for just a moment his surprise let his animal instincts take over and I could
hear him draw in a deep breath. As I was starting to get more and more looks
like this from the fathers at church and at the pool this past summer, I
couldn't resist being just a little naughty.
"See something you like Mr. Williams?" I asked in my best little girl tone of
voice. The sound of my voice seemed to bring him back to earth and he looked a
bit worried as he realized what he'd been caught doing.
"Oh hi Kelly," he said sheepishly. "Nice nightie. Excuse me, I need to use the
bathroom."
He moved aside to let me out and I walked slowly down the hall, deliberately
allowing him to get a good view of my ass which I deliberately wiggled for him.
I didn't look back but I knew he must have been watching me because the bathroom
door didn't shut until I was back at Beth's bedroom door.
I quickly went in and started to giggle. The rest of my friends started asking
what was so funny and I told them all what had happened. Beth looked a bit
shocked but everyone else thought it was hilarious. Marianne even wondered out
loud if maybe she didn't need to go to the bathroom herself. Beth slapped her
butt a little harder than just being playful and gave her a look that clearly
told her what she thought about the idea. Marianne just grinned and she didn't
bring it up again but it made me wonder what she wanted with Beth's dad.
Eventually we all crowded under the covers sideways across Beth's bed and
drifted off to sleep. I was on my side with Marianne behind me and our butts
were touching. I had to admit to myself that she felt pretty good and for a
moment I found myself wondering what might have happened had Beth asked me to
play with Marianne's pussy instead. Defining moments like that don't come
around very often; in fact this was the first time we all had ever gotten this
carried away with our games. Beth was in front of me laying on her side as well
but turned away from me. Her hair was in my face and I could still smell the
shampoo in it along with her natural scent.
I finally fell asleep between two of my best friends. Yes indeed, this was our
best sleepover yet! Something told me we wouldn't be outgrowing this tradition
any time soon.
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