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In Part 2, Susie is a fourteen-year old, who learns that sexting with her lifelong friend can lead to more than she expected. (mf-teens, youths, 1st, oral, exh) *** Part 2 - Sexting Susie My name is Susie. At the time of this story I was fourteen-years old and a freshman in High School. I was physically more mature than most of the girls in my class. I was 5 feet, 2 inches tall and had long blond hair. I started puberty early and my body had developed nicely. I had 34C breasts, a small waist, and shapely hips. My next-door neighbor Brad was also a freshman. He had been my best friend since we were little. When not together, we would text each other often and shared just about everything. I went shopping the other day and wanted to show him what I bought. I was wearing a short mini skirt that showed off my legs and a tank top that accentuated my breasts. Using my phone, I sent him a picture of me in it and a text that said, "How do you like my new outfit?" I hadn't noticed at the time, but my skirt rode so high, the crotch of my white cotton panties was clearly visible. I was embarrassed and thought he would be too but he replied back, "Cool, I love it. The panties are a nice touch. Send me more." This opened a floodgate and I continued to send him pictures all week. Each pose was sexier than the last. None were indecent. He was, after all, my best friend. At the end of the week, I got a special request. "I miss that swimsuit of yours?" he wrote. The season ended a few months ago and I had not yet packed my suits away. I picked out my favorite, a bright yellow bikini that matched my hair. Besides being tiny to begin with, it was now a size too small. It barely covered my hips and my already buxom breasts spilled over the top. Nevertheless, I snapped some selfies and texted them to Brad. The text I got back, merely said, "Wow!" The next day I got a rhetorical text. It said, "Did you know European girls swim topless?" Feeling bold, I put on the suit and took off the top. I posed in such a way, that I leaned forward, showing lots of cleavage, while my arms covered my nipples. I texted it right away. I got back another text saying, "You tease!!" His next text was another question. "I haven't seen you in your PJ's since we were little. What do you wear to bed these days?" Liking this new relationship, I put on my short, tight, pink, My Little Pony, nightshirt. In it I looked like a little girl. However, that was offset by the way my breasts pushed the material out and how the crotch of my white cotton panties, peeked out the bottom. I sent it off. I got another text. He wrote, "That was nice. But I only got a glimpse of your panties. As long as you're not shy, what kind of underwear are you wearing?" I decided to joke around. I sent him a picture of me, in an oversized, ugly panty, and a little girl's undershirt. "Seriously?" he texted back. I then texted him a picture of what I really wear underneath, white cotton French cut bikini panties and a sexy white cotton bra. "Wow!" he replied again. Then I texted him back saying, "It would only be fair, to see what you wear underneath." A little while later I received a picture of him on his bed in a pair of white Jockey briefs. I had never noticed before, but the bulge in his briefs seemed quite large. Soon another text arrived saying; "I haven't seen you naked, since we played in the sprinklers when we were little. As long as we're best friends, how about letting me see all of you now?" That night I got completely naked, stood in front of my mirror, and snapped a picture of myself. My blond hair cascaded over my shoulder and my breasts were sticking out proud. Though my pussy was covered with blond hair. It was so light; my plush pussy lips were clearly visible through the bush. I snapped a whole series of pictures. Upon review, I couldn't help notice how I had the body of a woman with the face of a fourteen-year old. I sent Brad the whole set. A little while later, as I was changing into my nightshirt, I received several photos of Brad. He was naked on his bed. The palm of his hand, however, was covering his penis. There was a text that said, "I'm older and bigger now too! Want to see the big me? Come on over. My parents are gone and the door is unlocked." In only my nightshirt, I snuck out the back door, went into Brad's house, and up to his room. He was in his bed, naked, his hand still over his penis. I stood there starring at him, in my pink nightshirt, with my breasts pushing out, and my cloth covered crotch appearing below. "I thought you said, I could see the big you?" I complained. "Well for that I need a hand, your hand," he said, as he pulled me down beside him. I reached over, pushed away his palm, and got my first look at his penis since we were kids. I couldn't believe how big it had gotten. I took the flaccid member into my hand. It was the first penis I ever touched. I examined it from the tip to the base, squeezing all over as I did. Much to my delight, it started to grow right there in my palm. The more I rubbed, the bigger it got until it stopped growing at eight-inches. Looking into his eyes, I spoke, "Brad, we've grown up together, learned to ride bikes together, walked to kindergarten together, laughed together, and cried together." "Yes," he agreed, "at this point in our lives, we've done everything together?" "Well not everything," I said. Acting spontaneously, I leaned down and popped Brad's penis into my mouth. Surprised, he lifted his head to look and then leaned backward to enjoy. I had seen a few of my dad's porn videos, so I knew what to do. I slid his penis in and out, going down as far as I could. Meanwhile I licked the shaft and sucked on the tip. My technique must have been effective, for in no time I felt Brad's penis throb and then shoot load after load of hot, creamy semen onto my tongue. His penis got flaccid again, still in my mouth. I pulled away, careful not to spill any of his cum, and swallowed it all down. After a few minutes, Brad rolled me onto my back. He lifted the nightshirt over my head. My 34C breasts sprung free, much to the delight of his approving eyes. He couldn't help it either and placed his mouth over first one, then the other, feasting on their succulence. But then it was time for the real feast. Pulling off my white cotton, bikini panties, he came face to face with the fourteen-year old pussy he had only seen in pictures. The real thing was plush and covered in blond pubic hair. My wet vaginal entrance was just waiting to be penetrated. He must have watched porn videos too for he also knew just what to do. After licking up and down my slit, he went right to my clitoris. Wrapping his lips around it, he sucked while at the same time licking. I wanted the experience to last, but it was too intense. I had an orgasm that nearly rocked my body off of the bed. He then lifted himself up over me and gave me a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. It was not like any of the small friendly kisses we had ever shared before. Tasting each other made the kissing even more intense. As he was over me, I reached down and grabbed his penis. It was rock hard again. I placed it into the wet opening of my vagina. I wanted to let him know I was ready for this. Brad got the message and pushed forward. He tried to slide in but the tip of his penis hit my hymen. He then pushed hard and I felt it give way. Surprisingly it did not hurt. That was probably because I was so ready. Brad then started to pump in and out, in long, slow, deep, deliberate strokes. I pushed my pelvis up to meet his every plunge. I pointed my toes to the ceiling and raised my legs. I wanted to take him as deep as I could. We were fucking, I mean really fucking, slow and deep now. I came once more, but he just kept going and speeded up. Finally, as the insides of my vagina started to expand and contract again, I felt Brad cum inside me. An impressively large amount of semen filled my vaginal canal. He pulled out and his cream leaked out of my pussy onto the bed. We held each other in our arms and talked about what had just happened. We agreed it was just the next evolutionary step in our journey of friendship, one we would repeat over and over again. After a while, I got dressed, and went back home. As I was getting ready for bed, I looked down and saw there was a big wet spot of semen on the crotch of my panties. I couldn't resist sexting that picture to him. "See what you did?" I texted. We kept our fingers crossed until I got my period and then I went on the pill so we could continue both our "sexting" and "sexing"... More stories to come... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 85