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SLEEPOVER
By Kelly
pghpa_girl@yahoo.com
http://pghpagirl.com

I was 14 and had just finished 8th grade meaning I was 
technically now a high school freshmen.  Woo hoo!  
Needless to say passing this milestone made feel me 
extremely mature and grown-up and I was already looking 
down at those little immature "grade-schoolers".   On this 
warm June day I had just finished taking my morning shower 
after sleeping in a bit late.  Now that I was back in my 
bedroom, I stood naked in front of my mirror and took stock 
of myself with an analytical eye, something every teenage 
girl does and trust me, nobody is more critical than she is of 
herself!  On the one hand I was pleased with the changes 
that were obviously taking place, my body was magically 
transforming from that of a skinny little flat -chested waif to 
one of a sexy teenage girl-next-door (at least in my fertile 
imagination I was).  My boobs were finally starting to grow, 
my body curves showing promise, and my thin coltish legs 
were taking shape. My pussy had an ever thickening 
covering of fuzzy black pubic hair.  It's sort of funny when 
you think of it; at 14 I thought pubic hair was a sign of 
maturity and made me look sexy.  Little did I know then that 
only a few years later I would start shaving it to turn guys on.  
Really I should have been happy except most of my friends 
at my age already looked like they were 16 or older with full 
breasts, curves like a mountain road, and legs to kill for. 
Fortunately I didn't know then that I would spend my teenage 
years in a perpetual state of angst as it seemed I was always 
at the trailing edge of the development curve. 

As I continued to gaze at myself in the mirror I 
subconsciously ran a single finger down from my neck, 
through my newly formed cleavage, and then down my flat 
tight stomach until I reached my fuzzy little pussy.  I playfully 
ran my fingertip through the short coarse hair covering it, 
tracing circles and shivering just a little from the sensations 
that I was starting to feel further down between my legs.  
Much to my chagrin I was still a virgin but that didn't mean I 
couldn't dream of what I wanted a boy to do to me down 
there.  I had started masturbating years earlier and my 
parents had introduced me to the birds and bees long before 
that.  Fortunately for me, sex and nudity were nothing to be 
ashamed of or treated as taboo in my family but at the same 
time it wasn't flaunted either.  As I stood there totally nude 
my bedroom door was wide open just as it always was.  
Sure my dad was at work but even if he had been home the 
door would still have been in the same position.  While 
neither me or my parents hung around the house nude that 
didn't mean when we were in our bedrooms or the bathroom 
that we worried about hiding ourselves. If I was in the 
shower my dad felt perfectly comfortable coming in to shave 
or whatever and the same applied to me when my dad was 
in there.  Usually my mom and I wore long t-shirts around 
the house although sometimes just a bra and shorts were 
the outfit of the day depending on our mood. About the only 
time we deliberately did anything together nude was when 
we would get together as a family in our hot tub.  My dad 
had always imposed a strict no-clothing rule, claiming the 
laundry detergents and chemicals contaminated the water.  
In truth, I always wondered a little about that since the total 
amount of cloth in my bikini was less than that of a 
handkerchief but I didn't mind.  I had learned early that the 
jets could feel mighty good when directed at the right places!

As I mentioned, my parents had taught me about the birds 
and the bees back when I was eight.  That was when I just 
happened to see my dad masturbating one day in their 
bedroom and it fascinated me to say the least!  My mom 
caught me spying on him though and so we had our first 
"mother-daughter" talk that day.  Later that evening in the hot 
tub she had me hold my dad's penis and for the first time I 
touched a man and felt the amazing change happens to a 
man when he gets excited.  My dad was soon sporting this 
enormous erection (actually he is pretty average in size but 
at that age my hands were pretty small so it seemed huge, 
especially since I had never seen another one other than 
his).  At that age I was pretty naοve so I didn't realize what it 
was that was getting him so excited  My mom was watching 
my every move and explained to me that this is what 
happened to a man when he and a woman had sex.  She let 
me stroke him until he came and for the first time I saw 
sperm erupting from a man up close and personal. I was 
thrilled but she was extremely adamant that this was the only 
time I was to do it and that she all she had wanted was for 
me understand what a man was like.  I can still remember 
the look she gave my dad when she told him that it applied 
to him too!  Well, it was almost four years later before I 
started masturbating myself and my mom was there as 
always to teach me and guide me.   Now at 14 masturbation 
was a daily activity for me, especially since once I started my 
parents encouraged me to satisfy myself whenever I felt the 
urge, even it was in the family room while we were all 
watching TV if I was turned on by whatever (or whoever) 
was on the screen.  I hadn't done it yet this morning so as I 
traced my little circles in my pussy hair my finger began to 
wander further down until I touched my hooded clit and I 
drew in quick breath as it responded the way I knew it would.

My desk and chair was right next to the mirror so I sat down 
and leaned back in the chair, spreading my smooth legs 
apart as my hand reached between my thighs.  My other 
hand moved to one of my small boobs and held it with the 
nipple firmly between my fingers.  My nipples hardened 
nicely now when I played with them and I felt a tingle as I 
squeezed it between my fingers.  My lower finger ran up and 
down my pussy which was feeling warmer with each motion I 
made.  Deep inside my pussy I could feel myself responding 
with that odd sensation I knew from experience meant it was 
getting moist.  My finger gently pushed its way between my 
pussy lips and then pressed such that it was just inside my 
wet pussy hole.  God it felt incredible to touch myself there!  
A million nerves must end there, every one of them just 
begging for me to stimulate it.  They rewarded the attention 
by sending a surge that felt almost like electricity, moving 
outward from my crotch to every inch of my body; from the 
tips of my toes to the ends of my long brunette hair.  I 
gasped as for the past few moments I seemed to have 
forgotten to breath as I concentrated on touching myself.  My 
eyes were squeezed shut and I felt incredible as the 
sensations continued to pulse non-stop from my teen pussy.  
I used my wet finger to lubricate my pussy lips and then 
finally my sensitive clit.  Rubbing my clit, my back arched 
upwards in the chair as I squeezed my boob tightly.  God it 
seemed like I was going to go right through the ceiling!  
Mmmmmm, I just loved to touch myself.

As I continued to play with myself I started to think about 
what it would be like to be fucked .  Sex was the only thing 
my parents did with their door shut but I had watched 
enough of my dad's porn movies to know all about it.  So far 
nobody had touched my pussy except me and to date the 
only cock I had ever touched was my dad's almost six years 
ago - which really didn't count.  Oh my god, what would it be 
like to have a boy's hard cock ram its way deep inside of 
me? My pussy felt so tight I couldn't imagine how anything 
as big as my dad's cock could possibly fit!  Some of my 
friends had already had sex and they told me that although it 
really hurt the first time, after that it was OK and just got 
better each time they did it.  For now I didn't have anyone in 
mind to be my first but little did I know then that in less than 
two months that Steve, the 16 year old brother of my friend 
Sharon, would be fucking me for the first time in his 
basement.  

I could have spent the morning this way and in fact 
sometimes did but that was not in the cards this morning.  As 
I sat there rubbing myself furiously I felt a hand on my 
shoulder.  My mom had come in my room but I had not 
noticed being wrapped up in my masturbating.  I wondered 
how long she had been watching me before letting me know 
she was there when she laughed softly and patted me on the 
head affectionately.

"Looks like my little girl's horny this morning as usual," she 
said and I could see a knowing smile on her face as I looked 
back over my shoulder at her. "As much as I would love to 
let you go at it and watch, you DID promise to help me with 
the grocery shopping today before you went to Beth's party."

Damn!  I had forgotten all about that!  Beth was having a 
sleepover that night with me and a few of our friends and I 
had indeed promised my mom to help out if she let me go.  
Oh well, knowing what was waiting for me this evening, I 
would have cleaned house if that's what it took to get her 
permission and I HATE cleaning!  I reluctantly took my hand 
off my pussy and instinctively sucked my pussy juice from 
my finger.  I loved the taste of my pussy and took every 
chance I had to touch myself and then lick the wetness from 
my fingers.  There were times I saw my mother masturbating 
and I could smell her sex.  It seemed so much stronger than 
mine, more musky and heavy and when she came it was 
especially noticeable.  Sometimes I wondered what another 
pussy would taste like but couldn't imagine myself ever 
actually licking another girl to find out.  Maybe someday she 
would let me lick her finger just to satisfy my curiosity but so 
far she had never offered.  I sighed and she laughed a little 
louder this time at me saying, "I know, I know.  You know I 
was your age once myself so I understand.  C'mon, let's get 
going girl!"

I sighed melodramatically but she was already heading out 
of the room.  I quickly went to the bathroom to wash up as it 
wouldn't do to walk around the grocery store smelling like I 
had just been masturbating.  Looking through my dresser, I 
picked out a pair of denim cutoff shorts and a tight white tank 
top.  I loved wearing cutoffs, especially when they were cut 
short enough to show off my ass which was probably my 
best asset (pun not intended).  I didn't wear a bra under the 
tank top but with my small boobs that really wasn't a big 
issue. There was a definite outline of my boobs these days 
though and my dark nipples were clearly visible through the 
thin white cotton.  A pair of low cut socks and sneakers and I 
was ready to go.  I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and 
grabbed a baseball cap.  I threaded my ponytail through the 
back of it and adjusted it on my head as I looked in the 
mirror.  Taking a final  deep breath, I was soon heading 
down the stairs to where my mom was waiting rather 
impatiently for me.  I noticed she was wearing a rather cute 
short outfit herself which showed off her long tanned legs 
and a tight blouse that emphasized her large breasts.  From 
the way her nipples were showing through and the lack of 
outline under her blouse I knew there wasn't anything 
underneath. 

"Oh Mom!" I exclaimed with a mock sense of shock, "No bra 
today?"

My mother just shook her head at me saying, "Well, look 
whose talking! At least MY top fits me.  You outgrew that 
thing a couple of years ago."

We both laughed and hugged. I knew she liked it when I 
wore skimpy clothes out, especially the effect it had on the 
boys and men. She whispered softly in my ear, "You know, 
grocery shopping doesn't have to be completely boring."  I 
looked up at her eyes and she just winked down at me.  My 
mother might be more than twice my age but she still got her 
share of looks from the guys.  I knew it didn't bother her one 
bit to be objectified that way but it wasn't often thought that 
she was so blatant about wanting it. I had a feeling today 
might not be so bad as I thought it was going to be……….

When we got to the grocery store my mom handed me this 
HUGE grocery list and I was sure it was going to take 
forever to get it all. As I pushed our cart I got a kick out of 
watching the poor husbands trailing their wives.  They were 
obviously bored out of their skulls and it was just all too easy 
for a mother-daughter pair like us to catch their eye. Some of 
the guys would openly stare as we walked by and my mom 
would just smile at them and then wink at me.  I wasn't sure 
what she liked most – this looks she was getting or the 
attention these older guys were giving to her young virgin 
daughter. Probably both if I knew her!  After a while it got to 
be a game with us to see how much we could tease the poor 
fellows.  My mom would ask me to get her something on the 
bottom shelf and I would bend over at the waist forcing my 
tight shorts to ride up into my crotch and into my pussy 
crack.  I knew I was being watched so I would take my time 
and finally stand up and smile as if I hadn't a clue what I had 
been showing off.  It was all I could do not to laugh seeing 
the way the guys would quickly look away and act as if they 
had not been looking.  Once a guy's wife must have caught 
her hubby looking at me because I saw her giving him this 
nasty look and then she literally pulled him to a different 
aisle. On their way she looked back at me and frowned.  
Then the bitch gave my mother a disgusted look as if to say 
how could she let her daughter do such a thing.  My mom 
just smiled back at her and then winked once again at me.   
We both laughed and just went on shopping.

Needless to say mom did her part in terms of teasing the 
guys except her favorite move was to reach up for 
something on the top shelf.  Stretching up on her toes 
showed off her legs and ass and I was proud of my mom for 
keeping herself in such good shape unlike so many of the 
wives who seemed to just let themselves go once they got 
the ring.  I knew my parents loved each other enough that 
even if she didn't look so hot my dad would still never cheat 
on her but it was that same love and respect for the other 
that they kept themselves in shape.  What kind of message 
are you sending your husband by making yourself 
undesirable to him?

Well, I never knew grocery shopping could be so much fun!  
The two of us had a great day and I was actually a bit sad 
when we had crossed off everything on our list.  By the time 
we done I was so horny it was all I could do to kept my hand 
from slipping between my legs in the checkout line.  My mom 
of course knew me well enough to know why I was 
squirming – and it wasn't because I had to go potty!  She 
leaned over as the clerk was scanning our things and 
whispered in my ear, "Control yourself dear, there's plenty of 
time later to play with yourself."

When we finished our grocery shopping she had another 
stop at a strip mall where there were some specialty shops 
to get some of her favorite breads and meats. My mom left 
me in the car and I didn't waste any time.  As soon as the 
door was shut I pulled my shorts down to my ankles and laid 
the seat back.  God I was so damn horny that I simply 
couldn't wait to get home to take care of myself. I started 
rubbing my pussy with one hand while my other massaged 
my boobs through my tank top.  It was so thin and smooth it 
was almost like it wasn't there anyway.   After spending 
hours teasing guys and watching them stare at me I was so 
horny and wet that my finger easily slid into me and I rubbed 
it in circles just inside my pussy.   I was so intent on what my 
fingers were doing that I didn't pay any attention to what was 
going on outside the car.  Fortunately nobody walked by, or 
at least I didn't notice that anyone did.  It would have been 
just my luck for some holier-than-thou mother to get her kids 
into the minivan next to us and notice me and call the cops!  
It seemed like only a few moments but it must have been 
quite a bit longer when I heard a tapping on the trunk and 
looked back to see my mom waiting for me to open it with 
the button inside. I reached over to open the trunk and then 
pulled my shorts back up again just as she finished and 
opened the driver's door to get in.   Her nose wrinkled and 
then she grinned at me.

"Hmmmmm, smells like you've been a busy girl while I was 
gone!" she teased me. "So, you feeling better now?"

I just giggled as I sucked my wetness off my pussy finger.  
Like I have said before, I love the taste of my pussy and it 
felt just a little bit naughty somehow to tease my mom this 
way. This time it was her turn to squirm a bit and I had a 
feeling that I knew what she would be doing soon after we 
got home! By the time we got home and had put everything 
away the afternoon had mostly gone by and it was getting 
time to get ready for my sleepover.  

This was our first sleepover of the summer since school had 
let out.  Over the past couple of years we had held a number 
of them and I always had a good time. Tonight I would be 
spending the night at Beth's house with some of my friends.  
Beth was my very best friend since before I can remember 
and she was almost a sister to me.  We shared everything 
and each of us knew the other's most intimate secrets and 
fantasies.  I couldn't help but be just a bit jealous of her 
though as she was light-years ahead of me in terms of our 
body development.  Beth started wearing a bra when she 
was 11 and these days was already a B cup and well on her 
way to a C whereas I was still having trouble justifying 
graduation from my training bra.  She had also started her 
period a full year before I mine and she had started 
masturbating earlier as well (I know because she told me).  
Beth had lost her virginity a few months before and ever 
since then was always bragging to me about how good it felt 
now to be fucked by her boyfriend and telling me how I 
should at least be sucking cock by now. 

Tonight we would be joined by Nancy, Sharon and 
Marianne.  Nancy was a thin blonde and the tallest of the 
bunch of us.  She was a bit on the shy side though and 
tended to hang in the background.  Sharon was a good 
friend of mine and I always looked forward to going over to 
her house - mostly because of her older brother Steve.  He 
was 16 and a real hunk and I was infatuated with him to say 
the least.  Unfortunately so far he had not shown any interest 
in me but I was hoping that this summer, with my boobs 
starting to show more, that he might change his attitude 
regarding me.  Sharon was a camera fanatic and already 
had her entire career planned out as a professional 
photographer.   Her father indulged her passion and had 
bought her an expensive camera and even some fancy 
lighting equipment. It seemed she never went anywhere 
without at least one camera around her neck!  Finally there 
was Marianne.  Oh dear, what could I say about her except 
she was the kinky one of our group.  Her hair was always in 
some weird style and she liked to dress in odd outfits.  
Nothing really sexy but just odd combinations and styles.  
Somehow she had gotten hold of some porn movies and at 
our last sleepover she showed them to us.  In addition to the 
usual sex scenes there were a few of girls doing various 
animals which I thought was disgusting but she seemed to 
be fascinated by them.  Well, that was our Marianne!  
Together the five of us made a pretty good team and we 
were always hanging around together at the mall and in 
school.  When it came to my friends you never knew what 
might happen so I was looking forward to tonight.

My mom dropped me off at Beth's at about 6:00 PM and I 
was actually the last to arrive.  Beth had a fantastic in-
ground pool with a diving board so we all changed into our 
bikinis I her bedroom.  As we undressed I felt a bit self-
conscious once again because of my boobs which were 
definitely the smallest in the room.  As usual, I couldn't 
believe Beth's – damn her boobs looked great!   My bikini 
top was so small and hardly needed a real cup to cover my 
puffy nipples while Beth looked like she was ready to 
graduate to that C cup.  The rest of the girls were all in the A 
size but still looked better than mine.   At least I could be 
thankful that my pussy wasn't the only bare one anymore!  
Even then, once again it was Beth who looked the best – her 
pubic hair was now long enough to where she had to trim it 
to keep it from poking out of her tiny bikini bottom.  We all 
headed out to the pool, passing Beth's parents in the loving 
room.  Beth's mom looked at our suits and just shook her 
head in mock despair.  There was quite a difference from 
last summer when we wore less sexy bikinis!  Beth's dad, on 
the other hand, feigned disinterest but I was sure it was 
more to keep his wife from getting made at him for staring at 
his daughter's young friends than anything else.

It was still early summer and the water wasn't as warm as it 
would be in a few weeks but it was still comfortable and felt 
great. We just goofed around in the pool like we were little 
girls again for the next hour or so.  I love swimming and 
found that wearing a tiny bikini always made me feel good 
about myself. As the evening progressed though, wouldn't 
you know that Marianne would be the one to instigate 
something.  She was standing on the diving board about to 
jump in and the next thing I knew she had stripped off her 
bikini and was standing there stark naked in front of 
everyone!  We all looking at her incredulously and she just 
laughed at us and dove in.  Popping up at the end of the 
pool, she cried out to us and said, "C'mon, let's skinny dip."  

The rest of us looked at each other and sort of had a group 
shrug.  What the heck, why not?  It was just us girls so did it 
really matter?  After all, I spent lots of time in our hot tub 
nude with my parents so this wouldn't be much different.  I 
was the next to pull off my bottoms and then I untied my top 
and flung both pieces to the side of the pool.  The others 
soon followed and the next thing we knew all of us were all 
swimming around naked.  It wasn't like I had never seen my 
friends nude before but that was in the locker room or 
bathroom.  This was different in that it was the first time we 
had ever deliberately had fun this way and it seemed a bit 
awkward at first to me.  It was one thing to be nude at home, 
they were my parents after all so there was nothing to be 
embarrassed about.  This felt a little bit naughty and I was a 
bit surprised to find that it even turned me on a bit. Even 
though my bikini wasn't much to start with, there was just 
something erotic about feeling the cool water directly against 
me in places normally hidden from view.  Eventually we gathered
in one corner of the of the pool and just started giggling like
little girls.  I think each of us was a little nervous 
at flaunting ourselves in front of the others although it was 
evident that some were more than others.  For instance, 
Nancy was standing there with her hands instinctively 
covering her boobs whereas at the other end of the 
exhibitionist spectrum was Marianne who seemed to be 
totally oblivious to her lack of clothing and if anything, 
seemed to be taking quite an interest in my boobs which 
surprised me.

We were just yakking about the things teenage girls yak 
about when they are together; nothing of real substance yet 
at the time it all seemed so very important to us. Suddenly 
we were surprised by the sound of Beth's mom.

"Oh my god! ……..Girls!!!, Just what do you think you are all 
doing!," she exclaimed. 

We all twisted around to look at her, hands covering our 
breasts instinctively as if to hide something from her.  The 
pool lights were on underwater and with the darkening sky it 
must have been obvious we were bottomless as well so I 
don't know what we were trying to hide but it just seemed the 
right thing to do at the time.   Beth's mom just shook her 
head at us and then directed her next comment at her 
daughter.

"Now Beth, you and your friends get your swimming suits 
back on right away.  Lord  the LAST thing I need is for your 
dad to see a bunch of young girls swimming around nude!!"

Beth started to protest but we all grabbed our suits and 
quickly put them back on.  Although it didn't really bother me 
to swim nude with my friends, for whatever reason I felt a bit 
embarrassed having Beth's mom see me this way. I slipped 
my bikini back on while I was in the water and then climbed 
the ladder and joined the others on the deck.  We grabbed 
our towels and wrapped them around us before running back 
into the house, giggling and laughing al the way. The five of 
us gathered in Beth's bedroom which was barely big enough 
to hold us all.  We each had a bag with us containing our 
toiletries and change of clothes so I reached inside to pull 
out my nightie for the evening.  I had chosen a pink frilly 
sheer thing that was just barely long enough to cover my ass 
when I was standing but had no chance whatsoever when I 
was seated.  Back home I had debated for hours with myself 
as to whether or not to bring along  the matching panties 
since they were so sheer I may as well be wearing nothing at 
all but in the end I had packed them.  I was especially proud 
of this particular nightie because my dad had bought it just 
for me a few weeks before.  He liked to buy me outfits and 
then have me pose for him in them.   Sometimes my mom 
didn't seem so sure about a few of them, especially when 
they got as skimpy as this nightie was, but he said I looked 
great in them and I liked nothing more than to please my dad 
so I always looked forward to them.  Looking around I saw 
my friends had put on their own nighties as well.  We have 
been getting together for sleepovers since we were little girls 
and as we got older it became sort of a game to see who 
could wear the skimpiest outfit.  Usually Beth or Marianne 
won but tonight I thought I had a good chance.  Nancy, of 
course, was much too shy and usually had on some form of 
long nightshirt.  Tonight's was shorter than usual but it still 
was long enough to keep her ass well covered even when 
she was squatting on the floor. Sharon was in her usual 
nightie; nothing spectacular and straight off the Sears juniors 
rack.  I knew that Beth and Marianne would be my only real 
competition and for once I felt the satisfaction of knowing I 
had beaten them.  Beth was wearing a tight nightshirt that, 
unlike Nancy's, barely covered her butt when she was 
standing and easily pulled up to expose her thong when she 
sat down.  It was hot but not even in same league as my 
nightie.  Marianne had on an almost identical nightshirt but 
she had gone one step further – she wasn't wearing 
anything else, not even a thong, so when she wasn't pulling 
it down her shirt would lift up and expose her ass and pussy.  
Nancy looked at me and gave a wolf whistle.

"Wow Kelly, where did you ever find a nightie like THAT!" 
she exclaimed with her wide eyes looking me up and down 
as if she hadn't seen me before.  I explained how my dad 
had bought it for me and they all broke out into a chatter.  
"You mean your DAD bought you that?" Sharon asked, a 
look of disbelief on her face.  Beth chimed in after her 
saying, "Like, my mom would KILL me just for wearing 
something like that in front of my dad let alone allow him to 
buy it for me."  As usual, Marianne put her two kinky cents in.
"And just what did daddy want his little girl to do for him in 
return?" she asked with a sly grin and an obvious wink. 
Marianne was standing next to me so I spanked her playfully 
on her bottom and wagged my finger at her.  "Oh Marianne, 
you always have the nastiest thoughts.  He just likes me to 
pose for him, nothing else.  He IS my dad after all."

Marianne just smiled and winked at me again so I spanked 
her again, harder this time making a loud smacking sound 
and everyone laughed.  For just a second I wondered about 
what she had said though but then put the thought out of my 
mind.  I mean, so what if my dad liked to take pictures of his 
daughter?  Why else would he buy me such outfits anyway if 
he didn't want to see me in them?  Marianne had confessed 
to me that when she was younger her uncle used to put her 
on his lap and then touch her between her legs.  It felt good 
and she didn't mind it but once her aunt had caught him and 
there was a big fuss made over it.  Because of that she didn't 
like to talk about it but I knew my dad wasn't like her uncle 
so I wasn't worried.

Somehow or another we all managed to fit on Beth's bed 
and started chatting about our favorite subject – boys.  We 
were at that age where the girls were in well into puberty but 
the boys our age were just starting to catch up.  We had all 
had kissed a boy but other than a few dark groping attempts 
at the movie theater or back seat not much else. Of course, 
we all tried to act as if we were all sexual experts and fully 
experienced.  It wasn't long before we were teasing each 
other about this boy or that who we had caught her showing 
interest in.  Since none of us felt really comfortably speaking 
outright about our lustful feelings and thoughts, we turned to 
that traditional game of young teenager girls – Truth or Dare.  
By using a game it somehow made it OK to say and do 
those things we might never have left to our own devices.  
Some of the questions and dares were between just two of 
us while we expanded the game at times to include the 
whole group.  Beth started out using the latter rule.

"Ok, let's get started. Who here is still a virgin?  We all 
looked at each other and giggled.  Slowly everyone raised 
their hands except Marianne and Beth. Marianne we all 
knew had been doing it since she was barely 13 but Beth 
was a surprise to the others. Although she had confessed to 
me earlier about it, this was the first time the others knew 
and Nancy of course let out a gasp before catching herself.

"Beth, you didn't" she whispered. "Who?……When?"

Beth told them about how she was asked out by this high 
school boy just before 8th grade graduation.  He was old 
enough to drive and seemed so grown up.  They had parked 
at the end of some dark street and one thing led to another.

"Cool!" Marianne exclaimed, "Has he done you since?"

Beth shook her head, "No, boys are such jerks.  He just 
wanted to be the first to fuck me and that was the last I saw 
of him."  Then she grinned mischievously saying, "But you all 
know John.  Now HE is a different story!"

We all laughed but it had certainly turned out to be quite a 
start to our little game!  For the next hour or so things tended 
to be more on the tame side.  It was if after the surprise of 
the first question everyone was afraid to ask anything that 
might lead to another revelation. We had played this game 
so many times before we already knew most of the answers 
anyway but it was still fun just to be with friends.  Just about 
the time it seemed the game was winding down though, 
Marianne brought some life back.

"OK Kelly, Truth of Dare?" she asked.  I grinned and 
responded with a defiant, "Dare!"

Marianne looked over at Nancy and then back at me.  "Kiss 
Nancy – on the lips."

I looked at Nancy whose eyes were now as wide as saucers.  
Glancing back at Marianne, I didn't want to appear to be 
shocked (although inside I was scared to death) so I forced a 
smile and leaned over to Nancy who was sitting opposite 
me.  She pulled back though and put out her hand.

"Uh uh, I don't think so!" she declared.  "No way…..I mean 
there is NO way I am kissing a girl. I'm no lesbian!"

Everyone started teasing her while encouraging us to kiss.  
Finally she let out a big sigh and closed her eyes.  "OK, but 
just a quick one."  She puckered her lips in an exaggerated 
way and I leaned over until our lips met.   Everyone cheered 
as for the first time I felt another girl's lips in mine. They 
were so much softer than the boys I had kissed and for a moment 
I was tempted to linger but she pulled back and wiped her 
mouth with the back of her hands as if her dog had licked 
her.

"God Marianne, you are SO sick sometimes, I just don't 
know about you," she said.  Marianne just laughed at her 
and it was my turn.  I posed my question to Marianne who 
also chose to have a dare.  Well, she asked for it so I was 
going to make her pay.

"Alright Marianne, I want you to close your eyes and 
remember the first time a boy touched you.  Then I want you 
to touch yourself like he did to you then."

I had to hand it to the little slut, Marianne didn't even flinch.  
She just got a big grin on her face and leaned back against 
the pillow at the head of the bed.  Without the slightest bit of 
hesitation she spread her legs wide with to reveal her pussy 
to us.  Since she wasn't wearing any panties, we had a great 
view of her hairy little cunt, one we all now knew had been 
filled by several boy's cocks.  We had all seen each other 
nude just a couple of hours before in the pool but there was 
a huge difference between skinny dipping and boldly 
exposing yourself.  Even though it seemed weird at first to 
see another girl's pussy this way, none of us – not even 
Nancy, could look away.  The room was deadly silent as 
Marianne started to masturbate in right there in front of us!.  
Now I had seen my parents masturbate many times over the 
years and they had seen me as well but there was never 
anything sexual between us; it just something we each did 
when we felt the urge.  Tonight I felt different somehow as 
my pussy began to respond while I watched my friend 
rubbing her pussy and then poking her finger deep inside as 
she closed her eyes to recall that time a boy first explored 
her.   God she looked so sexy and hot!  I took a quick glance 
around and saw I wasn't the only one having this reaction.  
Everyone was flushed and breathing a little harder and I 
noticed Beth's nipples were poking out a lot more than they 
had before.   Sharon was licking her dry lips subconsciously 
and even Nancy wasn't blinking as she stared at Marianne 
who was now masturbating even harder.

Finally I just couldn't take watching her like this anymore and 
not do anything.  I reached down between my legs, pulled 
my panties over to the side and then started playing with 
myself.   Nancy noticed my movements and when she saw 
my hand between my legs her mouth dropped open and I 
could see her whispering an "Oh my god!" although I couldn't 
hear her.  Eventually the others noticed as well and it was if 
a dam had broken and soon everyone but Nancy was 
playing with themselves.  Even she wasn't totally immune 
though as one hand started to rub her boobs.  Masturbating 
in front of us was too much for her but at the same time she 
didn't turn away from watching the four of us.  Marianne 
must have heard us moving about and opened her eyes.  
She saw the three of us masturbating and just smiled before 
closing her eyes again and returning to her fantasy.  God 
only knew what she was thinking of now but I was sure it 
was something hot and sexy.  Somehow having us join her 
seemed to make Marianne even hornier than usual and she 
was rubbing her clit with one hand while pushing a finger up 
her cunt from the other.  She started to buck her hips up and 
down like she was fucking her imaginary boyfriend.  The rest 
of us watched her intently although I noticed not one of our 
hands left our crotches (or boob in the case of Nancy).  
Marianne moaned loudly and Beth shot a quick glance to be 
sure her door was shut tightly.  If her mom was upset at us 
skinny dipping I could only imagine what her reaction would 
be if she caught us in a mutual masturbation session!  
Actually, I found myself wishing she would, just to see the 
look on her face which would have been worth whatever the 
consequences.

Marianne's back arched and she held her hips up in the air, 
her finger deep inside as far as she could push it while the 
other hand was rubbing her clit madly.  She let out a final 
groan and then collapsed back onto the bed, taking her 
finger out of her pussy and sucking it like a binky as her 
other hand slowly rubbed her clit.  I knew from having 
watched my mom masturbate that she had just cum and 
once again found myself jealous of my kinky young friend.  
In the couple of years I had been masturbating there had 
been times I didn't think I could stand it another second but I 
still had not felt what I thought qualified as an orgasm.  I 
noticed that Marianne's pussy was dripping wet and there 
was a growing wet spot on poor Beth's bedcover.  I was wet 
myself but was nowhere near the point where I was going to 
soil her bed that way.  Someday though……….

I rubbed my pussy to get my finger good and wet and then 
sucked my finger like Marianne was doing.  She looked over 
at me and gave me a naughty smile before putting her finger 
back in herself again.  She then looked me in the eyes and 
asked, "Truth or Dare Kelly?" she taunted me.  I licked my 
lips and was barely able to whisper my response, "Dare."

Marianne took her finger from her pussy and I could see her 
pussy cum glistening on it in the low bedroom light.  "Lick my 
pussy finger," she said softly. Again the room was silent and 
I could even hear the TV in Beth's living room next door 
where her mom and dad were watching some show, totally 
oblivious to what was going on their "innocent" little girl's 
room.  I looked around at the other girls and all of them had 
their eyes fixed on me, not moving an inch as if afraid to 
break the spell that was hanging over us.  How could I say 
no? I took a deep breath and leaned over towards Marianne 
and opened my mouth slightly.  She put her finger in my 
mouth and I could taste her pussy on it.  Mmmmmm, it was 
similar to mine but had its own distinct flavor.  Marianne 
twisted her finger in my mouth and moved it in and out as if I 
was sucking a cock.  I felt a tingle again between my legs as 
I tasted my first pussy other than my own – and I liked it!  I 
leaned back again and her finger slipped from my mouth.

"Wow!" Nancy whispered hoarsely.  "I mean I really can't 
believe she just did that." I looked over at Nancy and smiled, 
"Not bad, you should try it some time Nancy." Nancy just 
folded her arms and shook her head. "No way, I told you, I'm 
not a lesbian."

Everyone simultaneously rolled their eyes at that one and 
then laughed at our mutual response.  I certainly didn't think 
licking pussy cum from a girl's finger made me a lesbian!  
Besides, it was just a game and now it was my turn to raise 
the ante.  Looking over at Beth, she smiled as she knew it 
was her turn.  She chose Truth though, probably worried 
about what I was going to ask her to do if she licked Dare, 
and for good reason.  I did indeed have something wicked in 
mind but instead asked her my question.

I took a deep breath and then said, "OK Beth. Tell the truth 
now; did you get turned on watching Marianne masturbate?"

Beth let out a breath and then took in a deep one. "Alright, 
yea it did make me wet.  I mean she was hot and I know all 
the rest of you girls were turned on just as much as I was so 
there!"  Beth sat up straight and looked at us, daring us with 
her stare to contradict her.  Well, not even Nancy spoke up 
to defend herself for that one!  Beth took our silence as 
acknowledgement of her statement and turned to Sharon.  
Sharon chose to take a Dare but I doubt she would have had 
she known what Beth had in mind – the same thing I had for 
Beth actually. 

"Mmmmmm," she murmured as she looked at Sharon with a 
naughty look, "Sharon, play with Marianne's pussy for us."

Well, talk about two different responses!  Marianne's face 
broke out into this huge smile as she laid back again with her 
legs spread, all ready for Sharon.  Sharon, on the other 
hand, had a horrified look on her face that I would have 
given anything to capture on a camera.  We all laughed 
nervously, not sure quite what to do but all feeling maybe the 
game had finally just gone too far.  Beth realized she had 
gone too far and quickly tried to ease the tension.

"Ohhhhh, I'm just teasing you!" she said but I don't think any 
of us bought it.  Marianne sat up and actually looked a little 
disappointed as she glanced over at Sharon and pouted. 
Well, that was it for this game so we went back to our 
chatter.  I had to go potty though so I got up and went down 
the hall to where their bathroom was.  The TV set was still 
blaring from the living room and I could see the flashing light 
from the screen reflecting off the walls into the darkened 
hallway.  I quickly did my thing and without thinking just 
opened the door to start back to Beth's room.  There 
standing in the hallway about to reach for the door handle 
was Beth's dad!  We both jumped as neither of us had 
apparently heard the other.  I excused myself but his eyes 
did all the talking for him.  I had not yet turned off the 
bathroom light so the light was behind me as he looked me 
up and down in my sheer nightie.  It must have made it all 
but transparent from his perspective and for just a moment 
his surprise let his animal instincts take over and I could hear 
him draw in a deep breath. I was starting to get more and 
more looks like this from the fathers at church and at the 
pool this past summer so I couldn't resist being just a little 
naughty.

"See something you like Mr. Williams?" I asked in my best 
little girl tone of voice. The sound of my voice seemed to 
bring him back to earth and he looked a bit worried as he 
realized what he had been doing.

"Oh hi Kelly," he said sheepishly. "Nice nightie.  Excuse me, 
I need to use the bathroom." He moved aside to let me out 
and I walked slowly down the hall, deliberately allowing him 
to get a good view of my ass which I deliberately wiggled for 
him.  I didn't look back but I know he must have been 
watching me because the bathroom door didn't shut until I 
was back at Beth's bedroom door.  I quickly went in and 
started to giggle.  The rest of my friends started asking what 
was so funny and I told them all what had happened.  Beth 
looked a bit shocked but everyone else thought it was 
hilarious.   Marianne even wondered out loud if maybe she 
didn't need to go to the bathroom herself.  Beth slapped her 
butt a little harder than just being playful and gave her a look 
that clearly told her what she thought about the idea.   
Marianne just grinned but she didn't bring it up again.

Eventually we all crowded under the covers sideways across 
Beth's bed and drifted off to sleep.  I was on my side with 
Marianne behind me and our butts were touching.  I had to 
admit to myself that she felt pretty good and for a moment I 
found myself wondering what might have happened had 
Beth asked me to play with Marianne's pussy.   Defining 
moments like that don't come around very often; in fact this 
was the first time we all had ever gotten this carried away 
with our games. Beth was in front of me laying on her side 
as well but turned away from me.  Her hair was in my face 
and I could still smell the shampoo in it along with her natural 
scent.  I finally fell asleep between two of my best friends.   
Yes indeed, this was our best sleepover yet!


  
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