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SUNSHINE FOLLOWS THE RAIN
Chapter 7 Inspiration bbgg
Deana got back from camp just a day before her friend Ashley returned from a trip to the Caribbean with her family. Early the next morning before either had even unpacked the two pre-teens converged on each other excited to trade the details of their adventures.
Last year the boys at camp and for most of her fifth grade school year the boys were really dorks and kind of gross. But this year some of the boys in camp were kind of cute and they had looked at Deana differently than they had before, and she liked it. Some were still dweebs but one in particular was really cute and became her camp boyfriend right away.
She had never really had a boyfriend before. They had walked around together and held hands then when they managed to sneak out of sight they kissed. Deana couldn’t believe how dreamy it felt. They did it again any time they could be alone or with others who were doing the same thing. The last couple of times the boy had pressed his body against her and she felt his “thing”. She knew what it was from health class and knew it had been hard. She began thinking about stuff that other girls had said about “that”. Then on the last day, when they were kissing, the boy had pushed his hand under her shirt and even under her training bra. She knew she wasn’t supposed to but she had let him. When his fingers touched her pointed little nipples it had made her sort of tingle all over. And the stuff the girls in her cabin had talked about was amazing.
The minute they were together Deana had begun rattling off the details to her friend but Ashley was trying desperately to interject what she had done. “You’ll never believe it,” she had said, finally interrupting Deana’s story. “We went to a nude beach,” she finally exclaimed.
“You what? You mean where people are all naked, I mean with your family?” Deana reacted.
Ashley nodded, “Yes. We were staying on this one island and some girls were going topless and we kept hearing there was a nude beach a little ways away and my dad asked if we wanted to go down there, and we said yes. I couldn’t believe my mom agreed. So we went down the beach and the farther we went the more people were naked. So we stopped by some showers and my mom was a little reluctant but everybody else was naked so we all took our suits off.”
“Oh my God! You saw your dad naked?” Deana asked.
“Yes, and my little brother and lots of other boys and men” she went on. “There were some Americans but most of the people there were from Europe. And some of the boys were dreamy.”
“So what did their, I mean, how did they look, you know, down there?” Deana stammered.
“Who, my dad, my brother or the dreamy ones?” Ashley chuckled.
“All of them,” Deana answered.
“You mean you’ve never seen one, I mean, a naked boy or anything?” Deana shook her head, “Only just babies,” she hesitated a little, “and once a long time ago with Carl.”
“You’ve seen Carl?” Ashley questioned in surprise.
“Yeah but we were just little and I don’t even remember what it looked like,” she said still thinking about the boy at camp.
For the next hour Ashley described the scenery in as much detail as she could remember. She giggled about her little brother’s tiny dick getting stiff and the large patch of hair her dad had and the different looks boys from Europe had which her dad had later explained. Deana sat wide eyed in envy.
“Wow I wish you had some pictures,” she said as the travelogue diminished.
“Well, we weren’t really supposed to take any, at least if people objected,” she said quietly. “But some people didn’t mind and my dad got some, but we’re not supposed to show them to anybody.” Then she wiggled her eyebrows. “But I know where he keeps them.” The two girls bumped shoulders and giggled.
It was August and it was hot. Only a couple of weeks were left before school started. Rex was OK with that, he was bored. He’d been to a couple of back yard barbeques with friends and tried to hook up with a couple of girls but nothing really worked out. Ever since his little party with his young cousins, his hormones had been on overdrive. He felt embarrassed at times that it been with younger kids, but didn’t dwell on it. That little Amy was hot and the next time he saw his cousins he would try to do it with Shelly again. His dick was constantly hard and demanding attention.
He decided late in an afternoon to bike down to a corner drug store and get a coke since he had already depleted his family’s supply. Pulling on a clean tee shirt to go with his cut-offs he pulled his bike from the garage and headed out. As soon as he left he decided to take a slight detour. He had ridden by that one girl’s house a couple of times but had yet to see her outside. Today things would change.
Diane was bored, too. She was tired of hanging around in the house with her sister and wasn’t in the mood for neighborhood games. So she put on her old swim suit and volunteered to wash her mom’s station wagon. Her sister announced she would help and pranced around nude until she also found a suit.
The girls sprayed and soaped the oversized vehicle and in the process sprayed each other several times as well. At a brief pause in the water fight Diane looked up to see that boy going right by on his bicycle, and looking right at her. The brake squeaked on his bike and he made a quick u-turn and stopped right in her driver way. She though she might die.
Rex could not believe his luck. Not only was she there and outside, but she was in a tight one-piece swim suit, that was drenched and clearly outlining the most gorgeous body he had ever seen. Her breasts were trying to push out of the top of her suit and the cream colored fabric stuck to the rest of her body showing off her mound and a faint line in the middle.
A younger girl, whom he had seen before, was parading over the hood of the car in a skimpy two piece suit. She too, was showing off her soon to be budding figure and he couldn’t help noticing the pointed little bumps under her top. But it was the older one that had he had been looking for, ever since that day at the bus stop, and looking at her made his heart race.
“Hi,” he ventured, noticing the girl’s embarrassment. “It seems like every time I see you, you’re wet,” he quipped.
“Oh, gol,” she flushed. “At least last time I had more on,” she had let one arm drift over her chest.
“I think you look great in what you have on.” Rex felt himself flush a little at his boldness. Diane was again bright red. “I’m Rex by the way,” he added.
“I know,” Diane breathed, “I’m Diane. I think our folks know each other.”
Rex nodded and they were both distracted by the little sister who was trying to get attention.
“I’ve seen you riding by,” the younger girl observed. “You were looking for my sister, huh?”
Rex felt some color coming to his face. “Maybe.” The little sister smirked.
“So school’s starting pretty soon,” Rex was trying to make small talk so he could continue to ogle the girl’s body. He could see her little nips through the wet fabric when she moved her arm. He wanted to glance down at the well defined mound but didn’t want to get caught looking.
“I’m going to be in seventh,” Diane volunteered what Rex already knew.
“I’m in ninth. We’ll be on the same bus though, huh?” The girl nodded. “Maybe you’ll let me sit with you sometimes.”
“Sure, if you want to,” she blushed.
“Oh, I want to. I want to see more of you.” Then he thought about what he had just said, as more color rushed to both of their faces. “I mean see you some time when you’re not wet.” He was trying to recover and at the same time was aware that his shorts were beginning to tent out as he imagined what “more” of this girl would look like.
“Well I better get going. I’ll see you on the bus.” Then in parting he added, “Or maybe I’ll ride by again.” Then a million dollar smile spread on Diane’s face as Rex pushed off the curb and peddled away.
“Diane’s got a boy friend, Diane’s got a boy friend,” echoed from Deana‘s taunting face. Diane turned in a threatening motion but it didn’t deter the taunting. “He was looking at your tits.”
“He was looking at you, too,” the older sister responded, trying to parry her sister’s teasing. She had been embarrassed that her suit was so revealing. But as she thought about it, she began to feel a little smug. He was a cute ninth grader and was checking out her body.
“He was getting horny looking at you,” Deana said tauntingly, “I bet he’d like to see you naked.”
“Deana! What are you talking about? What do you know about that stuff?”
“I know plenty, I’m not dumb, you know,” the younger girl announced. “He was looking at you and his weenie was getting hard in his shorts!”
“Deana!” Diane said curtly. She tossed a wet wash mitt at her younger sister who giggled and sprayed her back with the hose. Diane was in mild shock, first that her little sister had observed the same thing she had, and secondly that she knew about such things. While the water battle ensued Diane decided that her sister was growing up and she needed to discover how her sister knew so much.
What he had seen and what he was now imagining prompted Rex to peddle home quickly and slip into the bathroom. His dick was demanding attention and he quickly deposited a dozen or so ribbons of come into the toilet. “That girl is hot!” he thought to himself wiping the come from his dick and imagining he had just contributed it to the young blonde. “And there was something about the way she looked at him. She might be interested.”
Rex argued with himself that she was only a seventh grader. But she looked better than most ninth grade girls. He doubted any of his friends would ridicule that. Besides he didn’t care. He had got off with his nine-year-old cousin and she didn’t even have tits yet. Of course he could never admit that to any of his buddies. But there was something about that Diane girl that was different. He would have to find an excuse to see her again.
“Come on,” Ashley said, “My folks are gone for a while and I know where my dad put those pictures.” She had promised to show them to her friend when they had the chance. They slipped in the back door and made their way to Ashley’s dad’s den. As they approached they saw the door was ajar and heard voices. Ashley recognized one and turned to Deana holding a finger to her lips. They quietly moved to the door and peeked in.
Ashley’s ten year old brother and his friend were leaning over the desk studying an array of pictures. Both boys’ shorts were down at their ankles displaying one nicely tanned and one pale set of bare boy butt cheeks. Each boy’s hand was in front of him tugging and fondling an obviously stiff penis.
“Wow, there’s your sister and you can see everything,” the friend observed. “And look here’s a picture of you where your weenie’s hard like it his now.” The boy turned and grabbed at his friend’s appendage. They both giggled and tugged on each other for a few seconds.
“What are you guys doing?” Ashley said, sounding as authoritarian as she could, after she had grinned widely and nudged Deana before bursting into the room. “And what are you doing with those pictures? You know what dad said.”
There was a mad scramble as two ten year olds jerked and grabbed at their shorts trying vainly to cover their embarrassment. Michael, Ashley’s brother stumbled and fell baring his little dick and ball sack even more tugging his shorts up. A look of terror crossed both faces. Ashley was fighting the urge to laugh and Deana was stifling a grin behind her, but looking with interest over her shoulder.
“So what are you…you won’t tell dad, will you?” Michael stammered after regaining some composure.
“That depends.” She hesitated winking at Deana. “We’ll promise not to tell you were in dad’s den and looking at the pictures, or that you and Randy were messing around, and playing with yourselves but…” she hesitated again, “You’ll both have to take off all your clothes.”
“What?” Michael protested.
“Come on, you were looking at a naked picture of me. It’s only fair. And besides, that’s the price or I’ll tell dad. And we saw you both just now anyway,” she continued, “and I’ve seen you lots.”
Michael looked at Deana as if to continue his protest but realized he was trapped. “I guess we have to or she’ll tell,” he turned to his friend. Then a thought dawned on his face. “So why were you coming in here? You were going to look at the pictures, too, weren’t you? So why don’t we pretend we’re back at the beach and all of us take our clothes off?” the boy said, not waiting for his sister’s response. “Then we can all look at the pictures,” A sly look had replaced his fear.
“Maybe we will,” Ashley said, “but you first then we’ll think about it.” Deana looked at Ashley, a surprised look on her face, at what her friend had volunteered. Apparently visiting a nude beach had brought out the exhibitionist in her friend.
“Come on,” Michael said to his friend. “It won’t hurt, and besides they saw us anyway. It’ll be like what we did at the beach.”
“But I wasn’t at the beach,” Randy looked at Michael, a look of concern still on his face.
But his friend nodded encouragement and he sensed a subliminal message that it might be fun. “You promise you won’t tell then?” he looked at the girls.
“We promise,” Ashley grinned. “Come on, do it.”
Michael smirked and pulled off his tee shirt, then waited for Randy to do the same. Then Michael pushed his shorts and underwear down to his ankles. He had done this on the beach and been naked with his sister since. He and Randy had started messing around with each other a couple of months ago. His little stick started to swell at the idea of getting naked in front of Deana and maybe the girls would do it and he could get a good look at her.
Randy was always excited to get naked with his friend Michael and mess around. He was a little more reluctant in front of the girls but relented to his friend’s coaching and when his shorts and jockeys finally came off he covered his weenie with his hand. “Come on move your hands. You’ve got to let us see,” Ashley commanded. Slowly both boys complied and Deana was staring at two stiff little boy penises.
They were about what she had expected from the drawings she had seen. Michael’s was standing straight out pointing up at an angle. Randy’s was still kind of soft and curved out and down and twitched slightly with his pulse. She compared them to what she had felt on the boy at camp and hoped for a closer look.
“OK, look at these,” Ashley said handing her a small group of pictures.
“Oh my God, look at that,” Deana exclaimed and then repeated the phrase as she filed through more images of naked beach dwellers. “And there’s your dad. He’s big.” She almost clapped her hand over her mouth after letting her observation escape.
“You should see it when it’s hard,” Ashley muttered.
“Yeah, like in the room that night,” Michael chuckled and his sister nodded.
Deana’s attention was divided between the pictures from the nude beach and the two nude boys that were kneeling to look. She watched each of them tug lightly on their now rigid weenies. Then Michael noticed her eyes on his crotch and leaned over to whisper in his friend’s ear.
“OK, you guys have to get naked now, it’s only fair. That way we know you won’t tell on us,” Michael reasoned. He turned so that Deana could see his stiff weenie even better and eyed her. “Come on, just pretend we’re at the beach,” he urged.
“Why not? “ Ashley said, and tugged her top over her head. Her little cones were slightly larger than the pointed nipples on Deana’s chest. But she still didn’t feel the need for a bra and sported them proudly. “Come on Deana,” Ashley encouraged. The blonde girl slowly pulled her shirt off. Two sets of little boy eyes were glued to her chest and each had a hand on his tiny dick. Their eyes quickly jerked over toward Ashley who was pushing her shorts and panties down in one quick motion. Deana watched in surprise as her friend’s well tanned and lineless body came into view. Even the bare lips of her pussy were tanned. Randy let out a gasp at his friend’s sister’s bold nakedness.
Then all eyes turned to Deana. The schoolyard had provided stories from her friends about getting naked with boys and she had imagined it herself, but she had pictured them being older. But she was committed. Ashley and the younger boys were waiting. Starting more slowly than her friend she slipped her shorts off leaving her panties for a few seconds.
When she did start down with the thin garment she started to enjoy the effect it was having on the two boys. Their eyes were glued to her crotch and their fingers gripped their little penises tightly. Even as young as they were they appreciated a cute naked girl, and their pulsing penises bore testimony. As her panties dropped to her ankles Michael grinned smugly and Randy gawked at Deana’s nakedness.
Michael scooted over next to Deana and grabbed a few more of the pictures. Deana suspected the pictures were a ploy for the boy to get closer. When he bent forward their bare hips touched and she sensed him looking down her front. Her own eyes had traveled from the snapshot to the little peg that was standing up from Michael’s middle.
She had never seen a real one other than on babies and a quick glimpse at Carl’s years ago, and this was her first look at a hard one. It was small and the little sack was round and tucked tightly under the base. She glanced at some of the pictures that included adults for comparison tweaking her curiosity about the workings of the adult male organ.
“Look, here’s that one kid that kept looking at Ashley,” Michael announced. He pointed to a young teen standing in the background of a snapshot of Ashley and Michael. Ashley had her arm around her brother’s shoulders and they were stark naked and grinning. The dark haired boy behind them was obviously watching. “He was French or something and Every time he looked at her his dick got hard,” Michael chuckled.
“You mean like you are now from looking at Deana?” his sister chortled.
“Yeah,” the little brother said brazenly grinning brazenly at his sister’s naked friend, “She’s sexy.” Deana felt her face flush pink at the ten-year-olds’ comment. Michael eyed the girls thoughtfully for a few seconds letting his fingers tug at his pulsing penis. Then he scooted over and whispered something in his sister’s ear.
“Maybe,” Ashley said, as she pulled back from her brother. The other two had been shuffling and examining the pictures but their attention was diverted to the siblings. “They want to feel us up,” Ashley said, in a manner-of-fact tone. “Only if we get to feel you, too,” she quickly added.
Deana wasn’t aware that she had agreed and Randy had a look of mixed surprise and expectation. “OK,” Michael responded. “I’ll do it with Deana and you do it with Randy. Before Deana could protest, which she wouldn’t have anyway, Michael had moved over in front of her and rubbed the tips of her nipples with his fingers
Her first reaction was to pull back. Then she remembered the tingle at camp and let the bold little boy touch again. Deana’s nipples were not much bigger than a boy’s. But they were pointed and surrounded by fleshy little cones. For a couple of months they had been really sensitive to the touch. As clumsy as Michael was he still was making them feel good.
Glancing to the side Deana watched as Ashley guided Randy’s inexperienced hand to her budding breast. She moved his palm over first one then the other. With her other hand she reached down and closed her fingers around his little stick. Randy was wide eyed. He and Michel had become acquainted with each other’s dicks but this is the first girl that had touched him other than his mother when he was in diapers.
Michael saw Deana looking at the other two and said, “You can feel me if you want.” He smiled at the cute blonde girl reached out pulling her hand to his crotch. Deana grinned back at her friend’s little brother and circled her fingers around his weenie.
Deana couldn’t believe it. She had hardly seen one until a few minutes ago, now she actually was feeling one. It was both soft and hard and she pulled it down a little to get her fingers around it. It was her best chance ever to find out what a boy was like even if he was younger than her and still small. Boys grew, she knew, and she imagined what an older example would be like. A brief image of the boy that kept coming around to see her sister crossed her mind, and the bulge she had noticed in his pants. She let her fingers drift down under the base of the little stick and cupped the small sack feeling the two tiny nuggets that nestled inside.
“Those are my balls,” Michael informed. She nodded and continued her examination migrating back to the stiff little rod. A chill started through her as she felt Michael’s hand rest on her chest then start to trace down her front, slowly over her stomach and past her navel. The fingers stopped on her pubic mound just short of her crack.
“What are you doing?” she asked, knowing the answer.
“Feeling you like you’re feeling me,” the boy answered, and let his fingers slip down over her puffy lips.
Deana was as hairless as Michael was over her pubic bone, with only traces of blonde fuzz farther down at the base of her slit. The boy gently parted the thin lips of her pussy and let one finger rest in the crevice. When he felt the wetness he moved it up and down a few times. Once he touched the little spot near the top that sent a chill through the pre-teen. Then as if he knew what he was looking for he moved his finger down and let his finger probe the entrance to Deana’s “other” hole.
She felt the finger start to slide in and from surprise, fear, or the ticklish chill it sent through her she pushed his hand away. “We better get dressed before your folks come home,” Deana said. Michael looked disappointed.
“Aw, come on, just a little more,” the boy said. “They won’t be home for a while yet.” Deana glanced at Ashley. She was engrossed with tugging on Randy’s little dick and playing with his tiny balls. She was arching her pelvis toward Randy’s hand while the boy was mesmerized by his friend’s sister’s pussy.
When Michael saw the girl’s expression change he moved his hand back and met no objection. This time she didn’t jerk away when she felt the boy’s finger probe again and slip inside a little ways. Deana’s own finger had been there before, but this was the first time a boy had touched her. And she liked it. Michael smiled his approval when Deana reached for his unit again and responded by pushing his finger in again. He and his sister had experimented on their vacation and he was anxious to do it again.
Deana started feeling really funny after a few minutes and pushed Michael’s hand away again. Ashley had made a funny sound and her face was a little flushed. She had moved away from Randy who had a curious even confused look. By mutual agreement they dressed and retreated.
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