Kaitlyn was surprised when someone passed the ball to her, but recovered quickly and started dribbling up the field towards the goal, kicking the ball along the grass, when the gym teacher blew her whistle. Kaitlyn frowned and let the ball roll to a stop.

"Ten minutes to the end of gym period," announced Coach Natalie. "Hit the locker rooms, kids."

Well, at least she got to actually play the game for a few seconds, for once. Kaitlyn kicked the ball to the side of the field and began jogging with the rest of the kids towards the school.

One of the other girls jogged up beside her. Emily had been randomly assigned the other team for the day. "Good game, Kaitlyn!"

"Thanks, you too!" Kaitlyn watched as Emily jogged on ahead. The other girl was the same age as Kaitlyn, 12 years old, but where Kaitlyn was just barely beginning to develop, Emily already had a pair of small but growing breasts that had been been catching the eyes of all the boys in their grade for a few months now. Out of the corner of her eye, Kaitlyn saw a couple of the boys now, visibly ogling Emily's ass as the other girl ran.

She saw that Coach Natalie was also watching Emily run, with a strange smile on her face. The gym teacher had a look in her eyes that was almost like hunger. Kaitlyn had heard some rumors about the fit, twenty-something woman that served the school as the girl's basketball team coach, rumors about her and one or two of the girls on the team. She had also heard other kids in her class use the words "lesbian" and "dyke" talking about Coach Natalie. She wondered if the rumors were true as she ran to the school building.

Kaitlyn caught up to her friends Emma and Brooke just inside the gymnasium doors, headed towards the girls' locker room. The three had been friends since kindergarten, always ate lunch together, and even spent a week at summer camp together this past summer.

"Hey, Kaitlyn. Did you see Emily flaunting it for the boys today?" asked Kaitlyn.

"Omigod! Did you hear about her and Noah Waller at Preston's birthday party last weekend?" Emma asked excitedly. "I heard they left Preston's house together 'to take a walk' like an hour before the party ended at 8, but she didn't get home until after 9 o'clock!"

"No kidding!" said Brooke. "She been bragging about that all week. Elena says they finally went all the way."

Emma and Kaitlyn exchanged shocked looks. "What? No way! Where?" asked Kaitlyn.

"Noah's dad's shop; it was closed, so they snuck in the back. She used her mouth, and then he took her cherry. At least, that's what Elena says."

Kaitlyn had a mental picture of the event in her head, imagining that it was her instead of Emily that Noah Waller brought to his dad's shop. She felt her cheeks flush red, thinking of what it would be like to put her mouth on his thing. When she thought of him going inside her, she felt a flutter of pleasure run across her skin. She came to her senses again standing in the locker room; the other girls were already stripping down and grabbing towels from their lockers for the showers.

Moments later, steaming hot water was flowing across Kaitlyn's young body. The showers were open plan rather than stalls. Kaitlyn, Emma, and Brooke always gathered together around one of the showerhead columns. The other two girls were talking, something about homework for algebra next period, but Kaitlyn wasn't listening. She was still thinking about Noah Waller as her soapy hands traveled all over her skin, washing every part of her body.

She watched her friends washing themselves, trying not to make it obvious that she was examining their blooming breasts and trying to get a glimpse of their pussies. Both Emma and Brooke were, like Kaitlyn, just barely more than completely flat chested. Emma was a skinny ginger with short red hair and pale skin dusted with light freckles, and her nipples were the same pale pink as her lips. She was still 11 years old, but her birthday was coming up in the winter. Brooke was 12 like Kaitlyn, and a little bit more curvy but not quite chubby, with tanned skin and shoulder length, dirty blonde hair. Kaitlyn noticed with some envy that she had the same dirty blonde peach fuzz growing above her pussy. Kaitlyn herself had freckles like Emma's but darker, short hair like Emma's except raven black and styled in a pixie cut, and big round nipples that would get all puffed up whenever she got aroused. They were starting to show now, in fact.

Looking around the room trying to distract herself, through the steam and mist she could see a dozen other girls showering, some by themselves and others in twos and threes talking. A couple were giggling and splashing one another. Everywhere were naked, pre-teen girls with suds washing down their bodies, hands sliding across their soapy skin. Short of staring at her feet, it was impossible for Kaitlyn not to get aroused.

She thought about how there were only two more periods left of school for the day, and then she could go home where she could go to her room, close the door, and indulge in what had become her new favorite private pastime since she discovered it a few months ago: touching herself. It was something she did every chance she got whenever she was horny, and she was horny a lot. She often closed her eyes and imagined it wasn't her hand but someone else's that was caressing her hairless pussy. Usually a boy in her class like Noah Waller, but sometimes it was a girl that her imagination conjured up, a girl like Emily, or even one of her friends Emma or Brooke.

Suddenly she had an idea, and found that she was already speaking the words before the thought was fully formed in her head. "Hey, do you guys want to have a slumber party this weekend?"

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"Zach? Oh, Zach!"

The 18-year old looked up to see his neighbor from up the street walking across the lawn towards him. He killed the lawnmower's engine and took off the headphones. "Hi, Mrs. Forbes. What's up?" Beth Forbes was a total MILF; Zach had pictured her in his fantasies more than once. And sometimes, just occasionally, he wondered if he caught a look in her eye that suggested he might play a role in her fantasies...

"Well, Joe and I are going away for the three day weekend and leaving Kaitlyn here. We were wondering if you could watch her again for us?" Zach wouldn't normally be interested in babysitting, but since his mom was good friends with Mrs. Forbes, he had helped them out a number of times in the past and they always paid well. "You won't need to be with her every minute, just be around the house in case anything happens. Feel free to use the pool or play in the game room or raid the fridge. And there will be money for pizza as usual."

"Sure thing, Mrs. Forbes. Sounds like a good excuse to get away from mom and dad and all my chores for a whole weekend plus an extra day."

"Well, there's one more thing. She asked to have a slumber party for two of her friends. We already checked with their parents, and they're okay with it since we told them you're a responsible babysitter, but we wanted to check with you as well. They'll be well behaved so there should be no trouble, but just in case, we can pay you twice what we usually pay per day?" she said hopefully.

"I guess that's not a problem." Spending the weekend with three 12-year-olds wasn't Zach's idea of a fun vacation, but on the other hand, that was a generous amount of money. And if Kaitlyn and her friends kept to themselves, then swimming in the pool and playing video games for three days wasn't a bad way to earn some money. Just relax with no distractions.

---

At around 4:30pm on Friday, Kaitlyn rushed to the door when she heard the first knock, flinging it open with a girlish shriek of excitement. Zach, sitting on the living room couch trying to watch TV, winced at the noise hoping the entire weekend wouldn't be this loud. Then there were two more excited girlish shrieks joining the first in cacophonous disharmony. He furrowed his brow and hit the "VOL +" button on the remote a couple times.

His 12-year-old charge for the weekend marched into the room, leading two other girls. "Zach, this is Emma and Brooke," said Kaitlyn, indicating her two friends, each of whom had a colorful backpack hung on one shoulder and a sleeping bag under one arm. Emma was a cute little ginger, complete with red hair, pale skin, and freckles all over every bit of skin that wasn't covered by her t-shirt and shorts. Zach had kind of a thing for redheads, and he wondered if she had those freckles elsewhere. Brooke had a cute button nose and full lips, and Zach suspected she might be the hottest girl at her school once her body matured a bit more and grew some curves.

"This is my neighbor Zach, and he's going to stay at the house with us while my parents are away," continued Kaitlyn, careful not to say the word "babysitting" or anything else that would suggest the girls weren't completely in charge for the weekend. "He's going to sleep in my brother Kyle's room, since he's away at college anyway." She turned back to Zach. "We're going to go change into our swimsuits in my room and then go for a swim in the pool."

Zach went back to paying attention to the TV as the girls walked away chatting and giggling. As far as he was concerned, he was only here to make sure the house didn't burn down and to call for an ambulance in case of a medical emergency. Beyond that, the girls could look after themselves, and in fact, he wouldn't mind it if they just left him alone all weekend. So little was his concern, that he failed to notice when the girls didn't come back out of Kaitlyn's room for more than an hour.

Meanwhile, down the hallway towards the bedrooms, the three girls continued to giggle playfully as they brought their sleepover stuff into Kaitlyn's room. "He's kinda cute," said Brooke, shutting the door behind her.

Kaitlyn rolled her eyes. "He's just the neighbor who lives down the street. He's a freshman at the university in town, I think." Actually, she did kind of think of him as "kinda cute", but she didn't dare admit that in front of her friends. She would never hear the end of it.

"So he has is own car?" asked Emma in awe. To a 12-year-old, the idea of having a car was a milestone of maturity. "And I saw he has a tattoo!" This automatically qualified Zach for Bad Boy status in the minds of the three girls.

"Yeah, I think he plays guitar in a band or something," said Kaitlyn, conceding that maybe Zach was a little bit cool. "I guess I'm just not as interested in boys yet, like you guy." It was a lame excuse and not very true. She dug through one of her dresser drawers, pulling out her bikini to change into.

"Yeah, I think you're more interested in Emily!" teased Brooke, who already had her swimsuit out of her backpack and was now pulling off her shirt.

Kaitlyn's cheeks flushed red at having been caught and called out on it, but before she could defend herself the conversation was already moving on.

"Did either of you guys bring anything, y'know...?" asked Emma, leaving the implication of taboo to hang in the air for a moment. Then she reached into her backpack and pulled out a bottle that had been concealed under the neatly folded clothes. "I swiped some vodka from my dad's liquor cabinet." About 2/3 of the bottle had been consumed by her dad already, and the bright red label prominently said "strawberry" on it. Despite the small amount remaining in the bottle, to the trio of girls who had never drank more than a sip of wine allowed by their parents at family functions, it represented a treasure trove of alcohol.

Brooke, by now down to just her pink cotton panties, reached into her bag as well. "I nabbed something from Jenn and Michelle's closet." Everyone at school knew that Brooke had two moms; sometimes she got made fun of for it, but Emma and Kaitlyn had never had a problem with it. Even so, neither of them were expecting what Brooke proceeded to pull out of her bag: an item of silicone rubber, translucent red, somewhat wobbly. It was about 9 inches long, tapered to a rounded point at one end and flared at the other, and covered with bumps and ridges and veins.

"Eww!" yelled both Emma and Kaitlyn in unison. Down the hall, the living room TV increased its volume another two notches.

"I cleaned it!" said Brooke, defensively. The dildo wobbled in her hand comically.

"I think I need some of this already!" said Emma, unscrewing the cap on the bottle of vodka. She took a drink straight from the bottle, winced momentarily, then licked her lips. "It tastes pretty good!" she croaked, offering the bottle to Kaitlyn.

By now all three girls were in various states of partial undress, sitting on the bed or on the floor. The dildo was on the corner of the bed, the bright blue comforter under it contrasting a red that was the same as the color of the label on the bottle of vodka. Three pairs of eyes were locked on the phallic thing, curiosity and fascination slowly overcoming revulsion.

"So that, like, goes inside...?" said Kaitlyn, clearly unsure.

"Yeah, I guess so. It looks pretty much like the real thing, except the color," explained Emma. The other two looked at her questioningly, and she blushed. "I mean, I haven't ever seen a real one in person. I've just looked at pictures on the internet, is all."

The bottle of vodka went around the room once more before ending up back in Kaitlyn's hands. She took another drink, reflecting on the fact that this was more or less exactly what she had been fantasizing would happen this weekend with her two best friends when she had invited them the other day in the shower at school, but now that it was happening she was nervous and it was moving faster than she had anticipated. She was thinking more along the lines of makeout practice and talking about boys for a while before it transitioned to anything like this.

The couple swigs of vodka Kaitlyn had drank were starting to have an effect on her small body, and she felt a giddy dizziness in her head. Surreptitiously glancing at her two friends, she saw that Brooke's cute little brown nipples had stiffened with arousal, and Emma's hand had come to rest between her legs subtly touching herself through her panties; clearly both of her friends were in the same frame of mind as Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn's thoughts were interrupted suddenly as Emma spoke, breaking the quiet that had pervaded the room. "Kaitlyn: Truth. Or. Dare." She said it with dramatic emphasis, turning each word into its own sentence. There was a wicked grin on her face that told Kaitlyn already what the "dare" would be, given the dildo sitting on her bed.

"Truth."

Emma smirked at having the obvious dare declined. "Alright, um... Do you ever touch yourself?"

Kaitlyn nodded meekly, then said aloud, "Yeah... A lot. Like, almost everyday after school."

The other two girls giggled. "I don't do it that often!" said Brooke. "Only three or four times a week, probably."

Emma nodded in agreement, saying "I kinda... used the handle of a hairbrush on myself one time. Or, in myself, rather." The three girls giggled together.

Both were smiling at each other and at Kaitlyn, so Kaitlyn didn't feel self-conscious about her frequent habit. Now it was her turn to ask. "Truth or dare?" she asked, directing it to Brooke.

Brooke glanced nervously at the dildo, also clearly aware of what would happen if she said "dare". She too went the safe route, instead. "Truth."

"Okay. Your two moms are lesbians together. But would you ever be with another girl, y'know, like that?"

"Um, well... maybe?" said Brooke, hedging her statement. "I mean, I guess I've never thought of most other girls as cute, like in a sexy way. Except for you two." Kaitlyn wondered if Brooke was implying what she thought she was implying with that last statement. "Truth or--" started Brooke.

"Dare!" interrupted Emma before Brooke could even finish the prompt. Already she was reaching for the red dildo, anticipating the dare. Her other hand had stopped being subtle about touching herself and was now openly rubbing her pussy through her panties. She sat back on her heels, her knees spread on the soft carpet of Kaitlyn's floor. In her left hand, she held the dildo up to her mouth, licking it like a lollipop and sucking it with her lips wrapped around the tip. Her eyes were closed, and her cheeks were flushed a rosy color that made her freckles stand out. No longer satisfied touching herself through her panties, her right hand now slipped under the waistband and inside. The other two girls heard an audible, repetitive wet sound as Emma's long skinny fingers worked under the white cotton fabric.

This was the most erotic thing that Kaitlyn and Brooke had ever seen and both of them were not-so-subtly touching themselves as well now, but Emma wasn't done yet. Lifting herself up onto her knees, she pulled down her panties as far as she could and then positioned the dildo under her. Having thoroughly licked the silicone phallus, it was already pretty slick but then her own juices further lubricated the tip as it began to part her lips. The ginger girl slowly and delicately lowered herself onto the dildo, her brow furrowed in concentration but not pain. The dildo was already bigger than the average real cock, but for a girl as small as Emma it was positively gigantic. The other two girl watched with wide eyes as Emma's tight pussy stretched to accommodate the red silicone phallus. She let out a cute little "eep!" and a few grunts of effort before she finally stopped, opened her eyes, and looked at Brooke. "Truth or dare?"

Brooke's hand paused what it was doing in her panties. "Aren't you... a bit busy?"

In response, Emma lifted herself up slightly, then gently sank back down on the dildo that was impaling her pussy. Then she did it again. Between ragged breaths, she said "I have a feeling I'm going to *unh* be busy for a little while, so we might as well *unh* keep going with the game."

"Um... I already did a truth, so dare, I guess."

Emma, still working the dildo in and out of herself, grinned slyly at Brooke, then at Kaitlyn, then said to Brooke, "You said you think of us as cute in a sexy way, right? I think you should make out with Kaitlyn."

Brooke hesitated for just a second. "I..." she began, uncertain.

"I did my dare!" bragged Emma. She smiled wickedly at Brooke, then lowered herself once more on the dildo, moaning quietly while maintaining eye contact.

Brooke stood up from where she had been seated on the floor and looked to Kaitlyn. The other girl had her hand buried in her panties, but was looking at Brooke with wide eyes, an expression of hopeful surprise. Brooke took one step toward the bed where Kaitlyn was seated, stopped for a moment to gather her courage, then strode the remaining few steps more confidently. She threw one leg over her friend's lap and sat down astride Kaitlyn's legs. Her hands went to Kaitlyn's shoulders, and Kaitlyn's hands wrapped around Brooke's sides, each feeling the smooth skin of the other's young bodies. They looked into one another's eyes, savoring the anticipation before finally Brooke leaned in, head tilted to one side. Their lips met.

The kiss lingered, seeming to last forever. Hands roamed, exploring one another, sliding over goosebumped skin, sneaking under the waistbands of panties, kneading at budding young breasts. Tongues slipped out from between parted lips, writhed, probed into eager mouths. The girls' bodies twisted, wrestling, finding new positions. Limbs intertwined, hands gripped passionately. Kaitlyn and Brooke moaned in chorus with Emma, who was still slowly fucking herself with the dildo on the rug nearby and watching her two friends.

When the kiss finally broke, Kaitlyn found herself on top of Brooke, pinning her friend to the bed. Their legs were sandwiched together, and they had been unconsciously humping one another's thighs with cotton-clad pussies. They panted together for a moment, catching their breaths. Then Kaitlyn turned to Emma. "Truth or dare?"

Emma was lost in pleasure, eyes closed and biting her lower lip. Her fingers were playing with her stiff, pink nipples and she was nearing a crescendo of some kind, but came out of it long enough to realize someone was talking to her. Her eyes regained focus and found Kaitlyn and Brooke smiling expectantly at her. "Oh! Um... Dare, of course!"

"Hm, let's see..." Kaitlyn narrowed her eyes slyly, smiling a mischievous smile. "Well, I've already kissed Brooke on the mouth. I think you should kiss her somewhere else. I dare you to lick Brooke's pussy!"

Emma's eyebrows shot up, and her mouth made an O of surprise. Then she broke into a wide smile. She sat up on her knees, crawling over to the edge of the bed. The red dildo was buried deep inside her pussy, gripped by her pink lips between two pale thighs, almost snow white except for the pinkish red freckles scattered over them like sprinkles on vanilla ice cream. The thing slid out of her slowly, making a wet shlick noise until the tip popped out and the entire thing flopped onto the floor. Missing the sensation between her legs, one hand wandered down there to continue to stimulate herself, stroking the wetness in her pussy lips, gently probing inside or rubbing her excited clit.

Kaitlyn, still on top of Brooke, felt the other girl shiver and squirm with anticipation. They shared one more parting kiss before Kaitlyn climbed off of her, stepping back to watch the show. Brooke repositioned herself with her legs off the side of the bed, knees spread wide and welcoming to Emma crawling up to her on her knees.

The ginger girl found one thigh first, starting with a kiss before working her way further towards the intended target with more kisses, licking, and even a few little nibbles that made Brooke draw in short, sharp breaths of surprise. Finally, Emma reached up with both hands and took hold of Brooke's panties, pulling them down the girl's smooth legs to reveal the treasure underneath: a light dusting of blonde peach fuzz surmounting lips that were puffed up with arousal and dripping with wetness. Emma savored the sight for a moment, licking her lips, before she lunged forward to attack like a cat pouncing on its prey. Brooke gasped, eyes flaring wide, and her hands sought something to grip before finding the back of Emma's head, fingers digging into her red hair and trying to draw her against her pussy.

Kaitlyn was watching the other two with rapt attention, touching herself through her panties. Realizing that the cloth barrier was now just an obstacle, she got it out of the way by sliding the panties over her freckled hips and kicking them away. While she was stooped down, she picked up the forgotten dildo, timidly taking one lick to taste Emma's juices that still coated the red silicone. Finding that she liked the taste of her friend's pussy, she sat down in her desk chair with a good view of one of her best friends enthusiastically devouring the cunt of her other best friend. Kaitlyn eagerly sucked on the dildo, while her hand worked in between her widely spread legs, desperately pumping her fingers into her hungry, sopping pussy. Slowly she drew the red dildo down her body, pausing to prod one puffy nipple with the tip, leaving a trail of saliva and her friend's pussy juices across her freckled skin. She had the thing lined up, its tip starting to push its way between her lips, when she heard Brooke speak.

"Truth or dare?" Brooke was propped up on one elbow to look at Kaitlyn in the desk chair. Emma took a break from what she was doing to look over her shoulder, mouth plastered with pussy juice.

Kaitlyn frowned momentarily, frustrated at having been distracted at a crucial moment. But then a lusty curiosity overcame her, wondering what dare Brooke would come up with for her. "Dare."

Brooke used her free hand to reach for her backpack, which had been left nearby on the bed. She pulled out something that looked like a pair of leather belts knotted together and tossed it to Kaitlyn. The other girl examined the collection of buckles and straps, confused. The material wasn't leather but rather some kind of waterproof fake-leather stuff. The belts and straps were joined with metal rings and studs. In the middle of the spider's web was a triangular panel of fake leather with a circular hole in the middle of it, and a hard ring sewn into the material to reinforce the hole.

"Put the dildo through the hole," instructed Brooke. "No, the other way. Yeah, like that. Now step through the smaller straps and put the big belt around your waist."

Kaitlyn figured out what it was partway through following this last instruction. Buckling the thing on (having to use the absolute tightest notch on the belt to secure it to her small frame), she found that she now had a cock! Or, at least, a strap-on dildo. The weight of the thing protruding from her crotch made a subtle shift in her balance that she somehow found empowering. She gave the thing an experimental stroke with her hand, out and back in, finding the shaft still slick with saliva and Emma's pussy juices. On the in-stroke, the base of the dildo pressed pleasurably against her pubic mound and the upper part of her pussy lips, right where her clit was. She let out a "Mmm... Mmmmm..." as she stroked the cock a couple more times.

"My moms use it to have sex with each other," explained Brooke. "I borrowed it along with the dildo."

"Looks like I'm not the only one who was horny and hoped we'd have some fun this weekend," teased Emma from between Brooke's legs. Looking up at Brooke's face, she gave a long lick of the other girl's snatch, her tongue finding the clit at the top and flicking it.

"Oooh!" squirmed Brooke, trying to regain enough composure to at least talk. "Kaitlyn, *unnh* I dare you *eep!* to fuck Emma!" Then she collapsed back on the bed in moans and lusty giggles.

Emma looked over her shoulder at Kaitlyn again, wide eyed, but Kaitlyn was fixated on Emma's pale, freckle-dusted ass that was still thrust erotically in the air due to her position, and under it the wet pussy lips flushed a deep shade of pink due to the ginger girl's arousal. Eyes never leaving her target, Kaitlyn moved in. Emma spread her legs accommodatingly, and Kaitlyn kneeled between them, placing her hands on her friend's hips. She lined up her shot carefully, red silicone tip just barely parting pink lips, and then thrust into her friend's cunt in one long, slow push.

The pressure on her mound and clit was indeed pleasurable, but the thought that she was fucking one of her two best friends with a big fat cock magnified the pleasure ten times, a hundred times. She pulled back, and on the next thrust her fingers gripped Emma's hips, digging in to her soft skin and desperately pulling the other girl onto the phallus protruding from her crotch. A third thrust was even more vigorous, making a small slap sound when her crotch and thighs collided with Emma's round ass cheeks and the back of her legs. She established a rhythm, and then turned up the tempo, pounding the ginger girl's cunt furiously.

The sensation on her clit was fantastic, and she wanted to close her eyes and give in to the pleasure, but yet it was still more pleasurable to watch the scene in front of her. Looking down, her nipples were puffed up erotically, begging to be pinched or sucked. Looking up from that, she saw her hands gripping Emma's hips; Kaitlyn's skin was light and covered in dark freckles, which contrasted pleasingly with Emma's much paler skin covered in pink freckles. Up the long, porcelain white expanse of Emma's smooth back, atop shoulders covered in yet more pink freckles, the back of the girl's head was framed by Brooke's legs, with Brooke's fingers once again roaming through orange-red hair. Then there was Brooke, laying back on the bed, sexy and exposed. She seemed to alternate thrusting her hips up to meet Emma's face with her crotch and writhing the rest of her torso, her little brown nipples stiff with arousal. Brooke's eyes met Kaitlyn's and they smiled at one another in shared pleasure. As much fun as Kaitlin was having with Emma, she was already imagining herself using the strap-on on Brooke's pussy.

All three girls had plenty of previous experience masturbating in the privacy of their own rooms at night or in their showers, hands exploring their developing young bodies, fingers rubbing, teasing, probing their hungry pussies. All three girls had previously experienced the sweet crescendo of orgasm. But never had it been in such an erotic context as with someone else, let alone another girl. Now here they were experiencing new pleasures they had never dreamed of: Kaitlin feeling the erotic sensation of the strap-on pressing against her mound, Emma experiencing being fucked from behind while simultaneously her face was buried tongue-deep in delicious young snatch, and Brooke being pleasured by the silky smooth, wet, and dexterous tongue and lips of one of her best friends and feeling every moan that she made.

All three were in such ecstasy that they couldn't think straight, and it felt like it would go on forever in unending bliss. Finally the dam broke, with Brooke experiencing a shuddering climax that shook her small frame like a ragdoll. This caused a chain reaction that traveled through the other two girls like a shockwave, first Emma whose screams of ecstasy were muffled by being buried in between Brooke's thighs clamped around her head like a vice, and then Kaitlyn who was pushed over the tipping point by the sight and sound of two beautiful young girls experiencing orgasms of their own.

Soon, all three were collapsed in a sweaty pile on the bed, arms around one another, catching their breaths. They exchanged looks and gentle, brief kisses. Hands resumed idle play at their own crotches, or else found friends' hands to intertwine fingers with. For a long time, no one spoke as each girl processed all the thoughts and emotions that occurred within them, having just had their first sexual experience with another person in such an explosive way.

---

Out in the living room, Zach finally grew bored of the TV and turned it off. What to do now? Go check out the game room, maybe play some video games? Take a look in the kitchen and see if he could find a snack? Without really making a decision, he got up and aimlessly headed for Kaitlyn's brother Kyle's bedroom, where Zach had would be staying. Zach's overnight bag was in there, along with his ereader; maybe he'd read a chapter or two of the scifi book he had been reading lately.

Walking down the bedroom hallway, he paused for just a second outside Kaitlyn's room and listened. Were the girls even still in there? They had gone to change a while ago. He hadn't seen them come out, and it seemed oddly quiet. Maybe they were in another part of the house. Kyle's room was another two doors down the hallway.

But even as he walked away, there was something tugging at the edge of his thoughts, something in the air. Although his conscious mind didn't even fully realize it had smelled anything, deep within his subconscious he recognized the scent of sex. Without knowing why, his thoughts turned to fantasies of naked women. But then, this was normal for a teenaged boy who was horny almost every second of every day.

Luckily, he and Kyle had been friends before the older boy moved away to college. Not best friends exactly, since they were a couple years apart in school, but friends in the way that any two boys who grew up a couple houses apart on the same street naturally were. Friends who knew where each other hid their porn stashes.

Closing the door behind him, Zach reached under Kyle's bed and found the shoebox hidden behind some plastic tubs, right in the same spot he knew it would be. This wasn't the first time he had retreated to Kyle's room for some private time when he was supposed to be babysitting Kaitlyn. He opened the lid of the shoebox and pulled out a small stack of dirty magazines: a few Playboys, a couple Penthouses, a smattering of other more obscure titles.

His eyes roved over the pages as he turned them, soaking in the sights of bare breasts and exposed pussy, erect nipples, shaved crotches and hairy muffs, vibrators and dildos held firmly by tight lips, the same expression on every girl's face with half-lidded eyes and half-open mouth that seemed to say "Come fuck me." Normally Zach's tastes leaned towards women with larger breasts, hourglass figures, and a moderate amount of pubic hair, women not unlike Kaitlyn's mother Beth (although he had only speculation and his fantasies to go on regarding the pubic hair). He saw plenty of women in the pages of these magazines who would have fit the bill under normal circumstances, and they did cause his already tumescent member to throb, but today he passed them by for some reason.

Yet again, his conscious mind was not aware of what his subconscious was doing, but today he was on the hunt for something specific. He continued to scan the pages, not recognizing he was in the mood for a certain something until he finally came upon it. Here was a two-page spread of images, each containing the same three women in various poses and committing various sexual acts: one redhead, one dirty blonde, and one with raven-black hair. Conscious mind didn't notice the resemblance, but to subconscious it was clear as day that these three women could easily be the adult stand-ins for the three young girls that were his charge for the weekend.

His cock positively ached with desire, now. His eyes were glued to the page, studying every sensuous nook and delicious cranny on the women who his subconscious mind already thought of as Emma, Brooke, and Kaitlyn. He imagined what it would be like to knead those huge tits with his hands and wrap his lips around those nipples, or to sink his cock into those three juicy cunts one after another. One hand turned the pages looking for yet more images of those women, while his other hand found the zipper on his shorts and started to draw it down...

Just then his cellphone rang, jolting Zach out of his masturbatory fantasy. He briefly considered answering it, but saw "Beth Forbes" on the caller ID. With only a brief curse, he dropped the stack of magazines back in the shoebox, closed the lid, and kicked it back under the bed. Answering this phone call would be too distracting, and the mood was ruined for the moment. Maybe when he went to bed tonight he could pick up where he left off.

"Hi, Mrs. Forbes! How is your trip so far? ... Uh huh... Yea... No, everything is fine here, so far... Yeah, the girls are behaving themselves. They haven't been getting into any mischief yet..." He left Kyle's room, still talking on the phone. His cock subsided as he instead bottled up the horniness inside him. ---

Finally catching her breath and reassembling her thoughts after the breathtaking, mind-blowing sex the trio of girls had just experienced, Kaitlyn could still come up with nothing more appropriate to say than "Wow." The other two expressed similar sentiments.

"I was kind of thinking my first time might be with Noah Waller," mused Emma. "Or Preston. Or both." She giggled mischieviously, and Kaitlyn laughed. "But that was... much better than I had imagined."

"I thought Noah was with Emily, anyway?" said Kaitlyn.

"Yeah well, Emily has a lot of boyfriends. Why can't Noah have more than one girlfriend? But speaking of Emily, think she'd be up for a sleepover like this one if you invited her sometime?" teased Emma.

"Shut up!" protested Kaitlyn in mock anger. She reached out and pinched Emma on the ass, causing the other girl to squeal.

That's when the other two girls noticed something was the matter with Brooke. Moments ago she had been as deliriously happy as they were, but now she was withdrawn and sniffling. Tears were forming in the corners of her eyes.

"Oh, Brooke! What's the matter?" asked Kaitlyn. She and Emma sat up on the bed on either side of their friend.

"It's just... What you said a second ago about this being your first time," said Brooke between sniffles. "It made me think of my moms." Kaitlyn and Emma exchanged a questioning look at this cryptic statement, but Brooke went on to explain, "Like, I love my moms, but I get teased enough as it is about them being lesbians and queers and dykes, and all that stuff. I hate it. And now what if people find out that my first time was with two girls?" She was on the verge of tears.

"Oh, it's okay!" soothed Emma. "We'll never tell, promise!"

"It'll be our secret!" confirmed Kaitlyn.

Her friends' assurances calmed Brooke a bit, but not entirely. She sat up, arms wrapped tightly around her shins, hiding her face behind her knees. "But, like, what if I never do it with a boy? What if I am a lesbian after all?"

"But do you like boys! You've told us about boys you've had crushes on before. And there are boys that have crushes on you. Sooner or later, you'll be with one of them and... y'know." Kaitlyn smiled at her friend. Brooke brought her head up to smile back.

Emma however, grinned mischieviously. Always the one with a wicked idea, she asked Brooke, "As long as I've known you, you've never turned down a dare when we play truth or dare, right?" Brooke nodded. "Well then, it's simple. I dare, double-dare, double-dog-dare you... to have sex with a boy!" Brooke giggled. This was a dare she liked the sound of. Kaitlyn giggled too, and looked like she was about to say something when Emma continued, "In fact, I double-dog-dare you to have sex with a boy before this weekend is done and we go back to school." The other two girls' eyes widened at the challenge. Emma sweetened the deal, "If you do it, I'll do it."

Not wanting to be left out of the fun, Kaitlyn pitched in "I'm in, too!"

"Okay, I'll do it. But how? Should we invite some boys over and have a party?" asked Brooke.

"I don't know, I hadn't thought of that," conceded Emma. "Do you think Zach would let us?" she asked Kaitlyn.

"Guys, we don't need to invite any boys over," said Kaitlyn. "We have a boy all to ourselves all weekend!"

The other two giggled and gasped at Kaitlyn's suggestion, but then all three girls set about plotting how to seduce their babysitter Zach.

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