Poker night this week was at Matt’s again. Lynda was happy as it had been a while since she had seen Wendy and was anxious to spend some time with her. It would be an “off night” for Lynda since she wouldn’t be able to play with the guys because Wendy and her mother would be there. With all the new experiences, Lynda was a little disappointed with that but next week the guys would be at her house so…

Arriving at Matt’s house, Lynda almost ran through the living room, shouting her “hellos” as she went, and headed for Wendy’s room. Her door was open but the room was dark. Lynda checked the room anyway but Wendy wasn’t there. Thinking she might be in Buddy’s room, Lynda headed there.

Buddy’s door was locked so Lynda knocked. “Yeah?” Buddy hollered.

“It’s me, Lynda,” she answered. “Is Wendy in there?

A few moments later, Buddy opened the door. He explained that Wendy and her mother had gone out for the evening and only he and his father were home. A disappointed look came over Lynda’s face. Feeling sorry for her, he asked, “Wanna come in and hang out with me?” Lynda agreed and walked into the room. Buddy closed the door as Lynda sat on his bed. She looked over at his computer and saw the image of a nude girl on it.

Buddy, seeing what Lynda was looking at, blushed. “Sorry,” he mumbled as he went to his computer and shut down the browser.

“That’s OK,” Lynda giggled, then added, “I don’t care if you wanna look at girls. Go ahead.”

“Na, I don’t wanna anymore. There all too old anyway. I wish they had younger girls,” answered Buddy.

“Young girls can't have their pictures on the net. Besides, they don’t have much to show anyway. I wish I looked like the girl you were looking at,” Lynda said in a low voice.

“I think you look better than her,” Buddy flattered.

“Yeah, right! I just started wearing a bra. I can’t even fit into most of them,” confessed Lynda.

“No, really. I’ve seen you already, remember?” he blushed slightly. “I thought you looked great. It was fun…”

“Yeah,” Lynda mumbled. “You really liked my body?”

 “Yeah,” Buddy grinned. “I’d like to see it again.”

“I dunno…” Lynda stuttered. Being naked for the poker guys was fun but she was the one getting all the attention. With Buddy she thought he’d want to “play around” again and she was somewhat afraid.

Sensing her reluctance, Buddy tried to convince her. “We don’t have to do anything. If you want, I’ll let you see me again too…”

Lynda was still a little nervous. With her father’s poker friends, she knew they wouldn’t hurt her and her father was there anyway. Now it was just her and Buddy. Still, he was a boy and even if he was a lot smaller than the men, he was still nice to look at. Besides, her father was just in the next room. After pondering for a moment, she looked at Buddy. “No touching, OK?”

Buddy agreed. For a few minutes neither did anything. “So you wanna?” he asked. Lynda nodded but still didn’t move. Again they looked at each other. “I’ll start, OK? Then you take your clothes off too,” Buddy offered. Lynda again nodded and Buddy pulled his tee over his head. Lynda still hadn’t moved. “You gonna take your clothes off too?” Buddy questioned.

Lynda didn’t answer but reached for the bottom of her tee and pulled it off. She wished she had worn one of her pretty bra and panty outfits instead of the plain white set she had on. Simultaneously they both dropped their jeans to their ankles and stepped out of them. It was Buddy’s turn to hesitate. Lynda noticed the bulge in his underwear and knew he was stiff. Making a boy hard excited her. She wanted to see him. Realizing he was now waiting for her, she pulled off her training bra.

Buddy stared with a grin. Lynda liked his apparent approval. Getting more anxious to see his hard cock, she hooked her thumbs into her panties and pushed down a little. She hoped he wouldn’t notice her legs trembling with nervousness. Even though he had already seen her naked and she wasn’t that shy, for the first time there was just the two of them. Even when she had given him her first blow job, her father had been close by. This was different though.

Buddy’s shyness was completely gone with his lust to see Lynda nude. He reached for the waistband of his underwear and pushed them down stepping out of them. As he did, his erection slapped against his belly. The suddenness of his actions made Lynda hesitant to delay and she too pushed her panties down. The two stood for a while and stared at each other.

“Wanna sit on the bed?” Buddy asked. Lynda nodded and both sat of the bed. “I’ve never touched a girl’s chest…” Buddy started. “Would it be OK if I touched yours… for just a second… just to see what it feels like?” Lynda nodded.

Buddy nervously reached out for her small tit. Tentatively he ran his fingers across the nipple before gently cupping her breast. Lynda liked his touch. For some reason she felt shy so looked down, away from his face. His erection caught her eye. It was standing straight up. She wanted to touch it but was afraid if she moved, he would stop rubbing her tit. It seemed strange to her. She had enjoyed many sexual experiences but this seemed a little different from all the others. Instead of her following the lead of others or doing what she was asked, she was doing it with someone.

Lynda had heard a few of the girls at school talk about boys mashing their tender breasts or pinching actually making the experience painful. Buddy wasn’t doing that. His touch was gentle. Lynda could feel her little nipples getting stiff and poking into his palms. She was still sitting motionless letting him touch her when his hand left. “Thanks, that was nice,” he shyly mumbled.

Immediately Lynda missed his touch. “You don’t have to stop if you don’t wanna… it’s OK if you wanna keep touching me… I don’t mind…” she almost blushed. She didn’t want him to stop but actually telling him was something she didn’t know how to do. Buddy grinned and his hand returned.

He rubbed for a few minutes. “We’d be more comfy if we laid down…” he suggested. As if on cue, both reclined. “You can touch me if you want,” Buddy offered. As Lynda reached for his toy, his hand slid down her belly to settle between her legs.

The two explored each others sex for a short time before Buddy spoke again. “Let’s do it,” he mumbled.

“Huh?” Lynda blurted as the shock of his suggestion began to sink in.

“You know… not just touch each other… let’s really do it,” Buddy stammered, not sure how to say what he wanted but filled with lust enough to try.

“I gotta go to the bathroom… I’ll be right back, OK?” Lynda told him. Part of her wanted the same thing as he did but the other part was scared to death. Her mind was spinning. In her fog, she stood and walked from the room not really fully aware she was naked. She pulled the door closed behind her and headed for the bathroom still unsure of what she was going to do.

“Having fun?” a voice from behind her asked.

Lynda spun around in panic to see her father there. Her jaw dropped. “Please don’t be mad at me!” she blurted.

He smiled at her reassuringly. “I’m not mad. I’ve told you that you can do what you want too.”

A little smile came to Lynda’s face. “I know.” She hesitated before continuing. “I don’t know what I want. He wants to do it and I kinda want to too. I’m scared though. What if I bleed or it really hurts? What do I do?”

“What do you want to do?” her father questioned.

“I wanna do it too… but I’m too scared… I don’t know… what if I get pregnant or something?” she answered.

“I understand. Some girls let boys put it in their backsides,” he suggested.

Lynda thought for a moment. She remembered the feelings when Henry had tongued her there. Maybe that would be her answer. “Could I do that?” she asked.

“You can if you want to. Is that what you want?” he asked. Lynda shyly nodded. “Come into the bathroom for a minute,” he told her. Lynda followed him not sure what he wanted. She watched as he opened the cabinet and rummaged for a minute. He pulled a jar out. “Bend over,” he ordered.

“What are you gonna do?” she asked.

“If you’re going to do it that way, you’ll need some lube so it won’t hurt. I know it’s a little embarrassing but it will only take a second. Bend over,” he explained. Lynda did as he asked. Her face flushed as she felt her ass cheeks separated and a greasy finger touched her rear opening. He rubbed around a little then pushed his finger into her. She was surprised at how easily it slipped in.

The whole thing was over in a few moments. “All set. Go ahead and have fun,” he told her. She stood and he turned on the water and began to wash his hands. As he did, she left.

Lynda reentered the bedroom. Buddy was still on the bed and his stiff boycock still hard. As Lynda took her place beside him, his hand returned to her pussy and he began rubbing again. “I’ll let you do it but we’re going to do it a different way.” Buddy looked at her a little confused. “I don’t want you to put it in there. If you wanna do it, you gotta put it in the other side,” she explained.

“OK.” Buddy agreed. Lynda rolled over onto her stomach, opened her legs, and waited. Buddy positioned himself between her legs and settled on top of her. Lynda could feel his erection between her ass cheeks. Buddy grasped his cock, aimed as best he could, and pushed. He slid across the opening but didn’t enter. He tried a few more times with the same result.

Lynda reached behind her to help the struggling boy. She took hold of his cock and aimed it at her asshole. Being inexperienced himself, Buddy just plunged forward. Lynda winced as the cock sank deeply into her. He did go in easy but she felt like she was being split in two. “Aaahhh…Wait!” she yelled.

Buddy froze. Her reaction frightened him. “Sorry!” he exclaimed. “Want me to take it out?”

“No, just wait a minute,” Lynda gasped. His entry had hurt but she had gone this far and didn’t want to back out now. A boy’s cock was really inside her. She just wanted a little time to recover. Buddy was motionless.

“You feel nice,” he whispered.

To Lynda, it still felt like a tree truck was in her ass but the pain was subsiding. Buddy’s comment pleased her. She was making a boy feel good with her body. His cock didn’t feel as good as Henry’s tongue had but she was proud anyway. She was a woman giving pleasure to a boy. “OK,” she said softly. The “filled” feeling was still there but it didn’t hurt any more.

Buddy began to instinctively more his cock in and out of the girl beneath him. He had been masturbating for a few years now but this was far better than his hand. His cock was being squeezed inside Lynda’s warm, moist cave. The sensations he was experiencing were the most intense he had ever felt.

Lynda could feel Buddy’s cock moving inside her. The sensations she was feeling weren’t bad but the idea of what was happening was far more exciting. She was really getting fucked! She had felt her father’s finger in her ass and Henry’s tongue but neither was as exciting as this. Buddy’s breath was hot on her neck as he breathed hard. The animal like noises he was emitting excited her. She liked the feeling of his belly bumping against her ass as he plunged into her.

Buddy stopped pumping and pushed into her deeply. He remained still for a moment before he began pumping again. He seemed to move easier. His movements slowed to a stop. “Wow…” he moaned. Lynda smiled. He had cum and his cum was inside her. Buddy’s full weight was on her. She was being crushed into the bed but the feeling was nice. His cock was still in her ass but it didn’t seem as big now. The fit seemed more comfortable.

Buddy rolled off her. As he did, his cock pulled out of her ass. For a moment she stayed still. Her asshole felt different now but at the same time felt empty. She wished he was still inside her. Lynda wanted to lay there and just stay still but the urge of nature wouldn’t let her. Reluctantly she stood and went to the bathroom.

Lynda was surprised to see her father still in the hallway. “You OK?” he asked. She smiled and walked around him into the bathroom. He followed her and closed the door. She sat on the toilet and let Buddy’s cum ooze out of her. “Did you like it?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Lynda smiled.

“Hurt?” he questioned.

“At first, yeah,” she answered.

“You OK now?” he repeated. Lynda nodded. “I’m going back to the game. We’ll talk later.” Lynda again nodded and he left. She sat and thought about what had happened. A boy had put his cock inside her body. She began to wonder what it would have felt like if he had put it in her pussy. She had been afraid of the pain but it had hurt going into her ass too. In the end, she had actually liked the feeling. Would it feel different in her pussy?