My First Slumber Party

by Roman

This was it! My first slumber party was to be tonight. I had worked hard all week to do as I was asked by Mom and Dad. I cleaned, did my homework, and didn’t even get into any fights with my little sister. Tonight was to be my first time away from home. I was going to my friend Nancy’s home.

Nancy is my age, twelve. She and I are in the same grade in school and we both have the same friends. Nancy has had slumber parties many times but I have never been invited to any until now. She has often asked me but never my parents so I had always told her not to ask. Finally, one afternoon after school, while waiting for the bus, Nancy asked me why I was always turning down her slumber parties. I explained to her that she could not ask me but had to ask my mother who would in turn discuss it with my father and then they would decide whether or not I could go. I told her she had to ask them each time she wanted me to come to her parties.

Nancy was very understanding and this time she asked my mother not directly but sent her a note with an RSVP request. Mother and Dad got a kick out of the note and both agreed I could go. I was very excited. I did all my chores and even tried hard all week not to argue with my little sister.

At last the big day arrived. I took my bedroll to school with me so I would be able to ride the bus home with Nancy. I met her right after my last period class, English and we walked out of school together to get on her bus. When we boarded, Nancy led me all the way to the back and we sat in the very last seat right next to a window. I carefully placed my belongings on the floor and watched as Nancy sat next to me. She asked me how things were going, what I liked and didn’t like, and who I was interested in. I told her I liked horses, and music, and I was really interested in other girls.

“No boys?” Nancy asked.

“No, no boys. Boys are not my thing. I like soft warm bodies and nice flowing hair and good looking girls. You know what I mean.”

“Yes.” Nancy replied and pulled me close to her. I sighed and rested my head on her shoulder. Just like that she pulled me even closer and slipped her hand around my waist. I lifted my head and nibbled her ear.

“YESSSSS!” I hissed and licked her neck. She squirmed a bit and then said, “We need to cool down a bit.”

“Yep.” I replied and quickly composed myself and got ready to get off at Nancy’s stop. She laughed and said “Not now. We still have forty minutes before we get to my stop.”

When we finally arrived at her stop and got off she took my bag and we began to walk up her lane. It was a long walk up the side of the mountain till we arrived at her house.

“How do you walk that in the winter?”

“We have a snow mobile that I ride to the bottom of the lane and park there to wait for the bus. If I can’t use that I have my horse that I can ride down. She will wait for me at the stop until I come home at night. But I do not like to leave her in the cold. Mostly I use the snow mobile.”

I laughed. Then I noticed that there was no one else in the house.

“Where are your Mom and Dad?”

“Mom left a note, I think. I hope. Here it is.”

We read the note together. “Nancy I was called in to work tonight. I won’t be home until tomorrow morning. There is some money so that you can order pizza and some drinks are in the refrigerator. Please do be careful. I Love you. Mom.”

“Where does your mom work?”

“She’s a doctor. She was supposed to be off this weekend which is why she let me have the party. But now she won’t be here and I don’t think we should have it after all.”

I nodded in agreement and Nancy called the others to tell them the party was off. Then she turned to me. I know I shouldn’t do this but would you like to stay with me this weekend.

I nodded and said my parents were not expecting me home until sometime tomorrow afternoon. I could do as I pleased for the evening as long as I didn’t do anything to make them ashamed of me.

We both laughed and then she took me to her room. She sat down on her bed and watched me as I started to open my roll. Then just as I got it open she grabbed me and pulled me against her. I started to kiss her just lightly but instead she brought her lips to mine and the kiss got deeper and deeper. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and allowed her to slip her tongue into it. It seemed hours before we came up for air.

When we did, I pulled her close and opened her jeans. My hand coursed down her pants and covered her pussy. I played with it and then kissed her again. Finally, I slipped my finger into her wet passage. She moaned into my mouth and pulled my head down and kissed me again. A long wet passionate kiss, dancing tongues and heavy breathing.

“OH SO GOOD! WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO DO THAT!” Nancy whispered in my ear when she stopped shaking. “What happened?”

“You came.” I replied.

“I what?” she exclaimed whispering in an excited voice.

“You came. You had an orgasm. You were fucked and it felt good. So you came.” I tried to explain to her. When I realized she really did not understand what she had experienced, I went to her computer and pulled up a lesbian site I knew about and showed her some movies of other girls’ cumming.

“They are so hot. Do you think I do that when I cum?”

“Sure you do.” I replied. Then she watched as the girl on the screen came and then wet herself. She squirted halfway across the room before she stopped cumming. “Do you think I could squirt?”

“I hope not. It’s messy and it’s hard to clean up. Besides it’s generally piss not anything we want to play with.”

“You’ve done this before. You had other girls? You make girls do these things!” Nancy started to cry.

I decided I really liked her. I sat down next to her and tried to tell her about my experience.

“I was nine at the time. I had no idea what sex was or how to do it. Mom and Dad were going out one night and a girl came to baby sit me. She was sixteen or seventeen. She had nice manners and was well dressed. Dad had picked her up at her house. He told her he would take her home. After Mom gave her all the instructions, they left. She pulled me close to her and said she liked little girls. The next few hours were a blur. She stripped me, felt me up, fingered me, took my cherry, and stuck a finger in my ass. She managed to make me cum several times. Each time she did something new. Each time I came harder. After that night, I wanted her to baby sit me every time Mom and Dad went anywhere. When she did baby sit me, I would stand in front of her strip and wait for her to lick and kiss me and run her hands all over my body. She always made me feel good. She got caught by another girl’s parents, who called the authorities and now she is in jail somewhere. I still cry sometimes when I have my fingers in my pussy or up my ass because I miss her so much.”

Nancy turned to me. She said, “I’m sorry.” Then she held me close and put her hands down my pants again. I encouraged her to slip one and then two fingers into my very slick and wet passage. When she did so, I kissed her deeply my tongue fucked her mouth and played touchee feelee with hers. It felt so good to be in the arms of a girl just like me. At last I decided I had had enough and now it was time to return the favors Nancy had given me.

Once she was bare from the waist down it was easy to slip between her legs and lick my way from her ankle to her wonderful pale white vee. Then it was simple to lick her slit and play with her clit. At last she began to buck and jump from the bed. Her movements gave me the opportunity to lick and suck her clit making her have a raging cum. When it was over and she was having difficulty catching her breath I got next to her and whispered how nice it was to be with her and how much I really liked her.

We were going to do more but we heard a car come up the drive. We rushed to get our clothes back on and we were sitting on a sofa in the family room with the tv on when Nancy’s mom came in the back door.

“Wow! It’s so cold out. Nancy, be a dear and get my slippers for me. Who’s your friend? Are you going to introduce me?”

“Your mom talks fast; doesn’t she?” I said, while laughing my butt off at the way Nancy’s mom slurred her words. Then it came to me. She wasn’t this way. She was drunk and now we were going to be in for it.

When my Dad comes home drunk, we get out of his way. He has done horrible things to Mom and to me. Most recently he poured a whole bowl of spaghetti and meat sauce over my head because he said he did not eat worms. I was humiliated and Mom was unable to do anything because he would have beaten her badly. The last time he tried something like that mom left the kitchen and somehow the police came to the door. Dad was taken out in handcuffs and ordered not to return until Mom said it was all right. He returned the next day saying he would be good.

I was waiting and shaking now to see what Nancy’s mom was going to do. Instead of getting mad or upset, she simply walked over to me shook my hand and said her name was Linda.

“You may call me Linda or Mrs. Green she said. And then like a tired child she walked to the sofa and lay down. In seconds she was asleep and Nancy and I returned to Nancy’s bedroom to continue where we left off.

“Nancy is your mother going to be all right lying out there on the sofa?”

“Yeah, she’s okay. She’ll be a bit sore in the morning but she won’t be upset or anything as long as we are quiet and don’t wake her up. Nancy turned and closed her bedroom door.

We got undressed, and I unrolled my sleeping bag and got into it. It was not long before Nancy suggested I sleep in her bed with her. I quickly agreed grabbed my pillow and jumped into the bed and slipped under the covers. I guess I was really tired because I don’t remember a thing until Nancy woke me saying breakfast was ready. I slipped on my jeans and joining Nancy we went down to the kitchen. Linda was making some eggs and I smelled some bacon cooking. “I hope you like bacon and eggs.” Linda said in a lyrical voice.

“Yes thank you.” I replied and sat down next to Nancy.

“I don’t remember much about last night, were we introduced?”

“Yes” I replied. You’re Linda or Mrs. Green. I am Jeri. Jeri Olsen. Nancy and I are in the same grade and classes.”

“How nice to make your acquaintance, have you been playing with my daughter very long?” I gave Nancy a glance and probably looked very guilty. Mrs. Green continued.

“I always knew Nancy was not as interested in boys as I thought she should be. She would always avoid them or stay by herself. It’s nice to know she finally has found a friend and can be herself.”

I sighed with some relief and told Mrs. Green that I really enjoyed being with Nancy and I would like it if she could come to my house too. But then I added that my father was a mean drunk and I was afraid to have anyone over because I could not predict what he would do at any given time. Mrs. Green said she understood. Nothing more was said until after breakfast. She asked me Mom’s name I said it was Gretchen. She asked me if she could call her. I gave her my number and she called Mom.

“Gretchen, I have just met your lovely daughter and I was hoping that you would let her stay with us for the rest of the weekend. I promise to have her home to you Sunday evening before six. Ok?”

Mom must have said yes because Mrs. Green got off the phone saying that it was settled I would be here with Nancy until tomorrow evening. Then she did something very out of the ordinary.

“Shhhh” said Nancy as she began to unbutton my jeans and pull up my shirt. I returned her favors and soon we were both standing in the middle of the room, nude, waiting for Mrs. Green to come “play” as Nancy put it.

Mrs. Green came in and the first thing she said, after she picked her jaw off the floor, was “Where did you get that very bronze skin and those dark brown areolas! They will really make your tits stand out once you develop!”

I blushed and stood very still trying to puff out my chest.

“Were you two playing with each other last night? Did you enjoy being eaten and finger fucked? Answer me; Nancy.”

We both blushed more and then I turned to her. “Mrs. Green, I initiated the act between myself and Nancy. I was taught by a baby sitter when I was nine and I guess I just got carried away.”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Nancy has never been one to look at a boy and I don’t think she will ever want to look at one. However, I guess I did not expect to find you with your head between my daughter’s legs when I walked past her room in the middle of the night. She sure seemed to enjoy what you were doing to her.”

I tried to change the subject. What is this room we are in, why do you have all this stuff in here?”

“This is my play room. These things are my toys and sometimes when Nancy is good I use them to tease her. I like to watch girls squirm. Please, turn around and let me look at you.”

I turned around and then I heard a collective gasp.

“Teri: who did those things to you? What has happened?”

I began to cry and the crying soon became sobs.

“I think we will do this another time.” She said, as she pulled me into the middle of the room. “I want to really examine you.”

Mrs. Green sat down on the sofa and had me turn all around in front of her. She rubbed her hands over my back and butt and then over my ribs. Finally, she spoke.

“I think you have some broken ribs, you certainly have heavy bruises and you have horrible scars on your back. I want you to tell me what has been going on.”

“Please! Please! Don’t make me tell you. If I have to tell you, then my Daddy will go to jail and” I was bawling so hard that I could not continue speaking. Mrs. Green nodded and told both Nancy and myself to dress. While we were dressing, she said she was a doctor and that she was going to make sure that nothing would ever happen to me again. She called my mother.

“Gretchen, I have seen your daughter’s back and felt her ribs. Now listen to me. I’m a doctor and I’m only going to say this once. If you do not want to have the police at your door in an hour or so, you will let your daughter stay with me and my Nancy for the rest of this school year.”

Mom must have started to argue because Mrs. Green slammed the phone down and called the police.

“This is Dr. Green. I have reason to believe that Teri Olsen has been abused by her father to the point he has cracked her ribs. I am faxing over pictures of her back and the scars that are there.”

About an hour later a police officer knocked on the front door of Mrs. Green’s home.

“Hi, I’m Sergeant Fields of the police and I wish to see Dr. Green and a Teri Olsen.”

“Of course, come in.” Said Nancy in a very cheery voice that belied the way things really were. She came and asked if she could sit down. Dr. Green showed her into the living room and suggested she sit on the sofa. Instead the officer asked to sit at the dining room table.

“Now Teri, this is an official inquiry. It is not something you can dismiss. You must answer all the Sergeant’s questions truthfully and honestly. If you don’t know don’t guess.” Said Dr. Green as she showed the officer some of the pictures she took of me.

“Let’s get started.” said Sergeant Fields. “First, tell me your name.” Teri Olsen. “Where do you live?” “I live on 34th street in town.” “Out of our jurisdiction. Let me make a call.” She called and must have gotten a very unsatisfactory reply. “Well I never!” she exclaimed. We were all gathered around her.

“The problem is that I can not investigate this as a case or take any statements as the incidents occurred outside our jurisdiction. You have to call 555-8812 and get a city officer to come out. I asked if our dispatch could do that but I was told no. To complicate things I doubt if they will send anyone out here.”

Dr. Green nodded and said she understood. Then she ushered the officer out and they stood out on the driveway for some time talking. When she came in, she said there would be a city detective out to see us in a few minutes. “What changed their minds?” I asked.

“Teri you would not believe me if I told you but here goes. I had the Sergeant call her dispatcher. It turns out I know the person on duty. I simply said I would not see the family again if he could not do me a favor. In a few minutes it was done. They can’t send a beat cop but they are going to send a detective. In fact this should be the lady now.”

A sleek black car drove into the driveway. As the driver got out she nodded to the Sergeant and then walked over to Dr. Green. They shook hands and then they walked into the house.

Detective James, this is my daughter Nancy and her friend Teri. She looked at us and then said, “I guess I am here because of alleged abuse of a child.”

“Yes you are.”

“Teri, tell this nice lady what happened.”

I walked into the dining room and sat opposite Detective James. I told her my name and address and then she asked me when I got my first beating.

“I think I was six, maybe seven. Dad had just been laid off and he came home late after drinking. I had always known he was a mean drunk and he had often beat my mom. But he never hit me till that night. He staggered into the house and I tried to help him. But he threw me across the room and then he kicked me for my effort. He told me to get out of his sight and then he slapped me on my ass with his hand. I started to cry and he took off his belt and whipped me. After that it took very little to set him off. He has dumped food on me, used his belt and he even found an old conveyor belt and cut it up. When he is really mad he uses that on me and Mom both. In the past Mom has tried to stop him but he has beaten her so much she has stopped making any effort to defend herself or me.”

The detective then told me to take off my shirt and to turn around. She took pictures of my back and took a statement from Dr. Green. Then she said good bye and left.

“I think you girls have had enough excitement for today. Why don’t we go out to get a bite to eat and then when we come home we can relax. I asked if we could just stay home. I was too upset to go anywhere. I guess they were upset too and that was Dr. Green’s way of coping. She agreed and Nancy started to get out some food.

I got up and tried to help. “Do you have any hotdogs?” I asked. Nancy got them out and then got out some instant Mac and Cheese. In a few minutes we were all sitting around the kitchen table eating. I tried to eat and I think I got down a swallow or two of milk and one bite of hot dog and then I asked to be excused.

I went upstairs to Nancy’s room and threw myself on the bed. I was crying into the pillow when Nancy came in and lay down beside me.

She pulled me to her and gently slipped off my shirt and then my jeans. She put her arms around me and held me close. I wanted only to be held so I placed my head on her chest and let her rock me as best she could. Then I started to cry again. At that point Mrs. Green came in and took me into her arms. She carried me to her room and sat down with me across her lap in the big easy rocker she had there. She rocked me until I fell into a shallow but restful sleep. Sometime later I found myself in her bed with Nancy on one side of me and she on the other.

Nancy pulled me close and suggested we go back to her room. I agreed and we walked down the hall and back to Nancy’s bed. When we got into it, Nancy pulled me to her and kissed me. She ran her hands over my back and down my sides. At last she put them on my butt and began to caress it. I maneuvered myself so I was on top of her and then I kissed her again. I forced her mouth open and let my tongue push in between her teeth. Then I placed one of my hands so that it was covering her pussy. She moaned, grabbed my hand, and made me move it up and down her slit. It must have been driving her wild because in a few moments, she was begging me to put my fingers in her wet, very wet, hot passage.

“Finger me, Ram me, Teri, Teri fuck me! I want you so badly! Make me cum!” She mumbled and spread her legs wider. I worked my fingers into her wet, slippery, hot hole. Then I found her anal opening with my other hand. I really wanted to send her on another hot ride so I pushed a finger against that hole and ultimately it found its way inside.

When I had fingers in both holes she screamed, “I’m cumming! CUMMMMMM!” She was so loud it must have awoken her mother because in seconds Mrs. Green was next to her petting her and encouraging her to have another one.

“Good Nancy,” she cooed, “MMMM, enjoy it. Take the ride.” Nancy bucked and rode my fingers up and down for several minutes and then shook again. “CMMMMMMMMMMMM” she moaned and then she calmed down and with eyes closed she fell asleep in the after glow of the second heavy orgasm.

“You’re good. You know how to make a girl cum and enjoy it too. Have you ever played with a woman?” asked Mrs. Green, “call me Linda, and let me show you how to make a woman happy.”