Author: Pookie
Title: Pookie | Melissa’s Secrets (Chapter 2)
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Melissa’s Secrets
By Pookie


Chapter 2


It was the last Friday of my summer vacation and it had been just 
one week since my adventure with Mrs. Clark. Sarah called me that 
afternoon and asked if I could sleep over that night. She said 
her mom and dad where going to a party, and wouldn't be home till 
late. Her mom suggested that she invite me over so that she 
wouldn't be alone. She said I should come over at six, and we 
could order a pizza.

I suspected immediately that Mrs. Clark wanted me to be alone 
with Sarah that night, and I felt that shiver of excitement 
again. I spent the rest of the afternoon nervous and excited as I 
waited for six o'clock to come. By five o'clock, I was so excited 
I could actually feel my panties getting wet.

A half hour past five, I decided to take a quick shower. As I 
undressed, I was thinking about the things I’d done with Mrs. 
Clark, the way she touched me and the way she’d made me feel. It 
was those same things I was hoping to do with Sarah that night.

When I took my panties off, I felt them to see how wet they were. 
And then, kind of absentmindedly I held them up to my face and 
smelled them. The scent was the same as I’d smelled the previous 
week, and it just made my excitement greater. I inhaled deeply a 
second time, savoring the scent of my excited pussy before 
dropping the panties on the floor and going off to the shower.

After showering and drying myself, I wrapped the towel around me 
and went about getting my clothes together for the sleepover. 
Instead of shorts, I decide that I would wear a little sundress.

I packed a big tee shirt for sleeping and threw in a top and a 
pair of shorts for the morning. I got my sandals and went over to 
my dresser to get clean underwear. I grabbed two bras, then 
decided I wouldn't wear one that night, after all my breasts 
weren't really so big that I had to wear a bra yet. So, I put one 
back.

I got two pairs of panties, threw one in my overnight bag and 
took the other pair over to the bed. I was getting ready to put 
them on when I changed my mind. Instead of putting on the clean 
panties I had just taken from my dresser, I put on the pair that 
I had been wearing earlier, the ones with the damp crotch and the 
sexy scent. When I pulled them up and felt the cool dampness 
against my pussy, I felt a pleasant sensation run through my 
body.

It was almost six o'clock, so I picked up my overnight bag and 
headed downstairs. I kissed my parents goodnight and rode my bike 
down to Sarah's house. I could feel my excitement growing as I 
rode down the street.

As I reached the porch steps at Sarah's house, my nipples were 
getting hard, just like they had a week earlier. Mrs. Clark 
opened the door for me and gave me that big smile that I had 
grown to love.

She called out, "Sarah, Melissa is here."

She turned to me and asked, "How have you been, sweetheart?"

"I'm fine, Mrs. Clark. How are you?"

"I’m feeling very good now that you're here.”

Mrs. Clark quickly looked around to see if anyone else was in the 
room before she pulled me to her, kissed me on the mouth, and 
whispered, "I hope you and Sarah have as much fun as you and I 
had last week."

Between the kiss and what she said to me, I thought my chest was 
going to explode.

Sarah was coming down the stairs when her dad came into the room. 
He turned to me and said, "You two girls will be alright alone, 
won't you?" Then he just kind of stared at me for a moment with a 
funny look on his face.

"Melissa, you look very pretty in that dress," he said while 
staring intently.

Mrs. Clark spoke and it seemed to shock Mr. Clark out of his 
daze.

"Sarah, honey. The money for the pizza is on the kitchen table. 
We will be quite late, so you two make sure you get to bed at a 
reasonable hour.”

She turned to her husband, "We better get going. It'll take us 
nearly an hour to get out there."

Sarah kissed her parents as they went to the door. At the door, 
Mrs. Clark turned to me and winked.

When they were gone, Sarah said that she had already ordered the 
pizza and suggested we play some computer games until the pizza 
arrived. As we turned to walk back to the family room where the 
computer was kept, Sarah gave me a funny look and then said, 

"You aren't wearing a bra are you?"

"How did you know?"

"Look at yourself in the mirror."

I stepped into the downstairs bathroom and looked in the mirror 
and I understood why Sarah's father was looking at me the way he 
was. My hard nipples were showing clearly through my sundress. I 
was embarrassed to think that Mr. Clark had seen me this way, but 
then I remembered that he said I looked very pretty in my dress. 
I felt very flattered to think that a grown man had told me I was 
pretty. I didn't mention that to Sarah. I just said, 

"Oh, my Gawd. You can see my tits right through my dress."

We both started to laugh.

The pizza arrived twenty minutes later, and a half hour after 
that we were done eating. Sarah suggested we go up to her room 
and watch TV. I was very nervous as we headed up to her room. I 
knew what I wanted to do, but I didn't know how to make it 
happen. 


When we got up to her room, Sarah walked over to the TV.

“Is there anything on you want to watch?” she asked me.

"Not really,” I replied. “Instead of watching TV, I was thinking 
that maybe we could, you know, if you want, practice our kissing 
again?"

Sarah looked surprised, and that embarrassed me. I could feel the 
flush in my face as I waited for Sarah to respond.

"Do you really want to do that again?"

I wasn’t sure what to say. I didn't want to seem too anxious, but 
I didn't want to miss the opportunity of doing with Sarah all the 
things I had done with her mother.

"Only if you want to, too,” I said. “I just thought you might 
want to practice some more."

After I said that, I realized how lame it sounded. But before I 
could say anything to redeem myself, Sarah said, "Well, if you 
really want to do it, I guess we can."

We sat on Sarah's bed looking at each other, feeling even more 
awkward than we’d felt the first time we tried kissing each 
other. I could see that Sarah wasn't going to move, so I kissed 
her first. It wasn't long before Sarah and I were kissing the way 
we had been doing it the last time we were together, and we were 
soon tongue kissing each other.

After we had kissed several times Sarah pulled away from me and 
said, "I told Pam that you and I practiced kissing."

"Sarah!” I exclaimed, looking at her disbelievingly. “You didn't 
tell her that!"

"I did too."

"What did she say?" I asked, wondering if she’d lost her mind. 
Why the hell did she tell Pam we had been kissing?!

"At first she acted like we were stupid, but then she asked if 
she could do it with us sometime."

"She wants to do it with us?” I asked her, feeling a little 
relieved. “Should we let her?"

"I don't know ... Well ... I guess we could," Sarah said, a 
little anxious.

"Yeah, I guess we could sometime, if she stops acting like such a 
retard."

After starting at each other for a few awkward moments, I pulled 
Sarah to me and started kissing her again. She didn’t resist 
either, kissing me back eagerly. We were getting into a good 
rhythm of alternating sucking on each other’s tongue. My whole 
body was tingling.

“Sarah, do you want me to play ... with your tits?”

"I guess so," she replied. I could tell she really wanted to 
though.

After unbuttoning her blouse, I unhooked her bra and squeezed her 
breasts while kissing her again. Without warning her first, I 
bent down and took one of her nipples into my mouth and began 
sucking like I did to her mom. Sarah didn't object, she just 
reached down and spread the front of her blouse wider so that I 
could suck on her other breast.

I had been sucking on her breasts for a few minutes when Sarah 
said, "Oh God! That feels so good. I can feel it all the way down 
to my pussy. Where did you learn to do that?"

Her question caught me off guard. I had to think of something 
fast, so I said, "Jamie taught me that."

"Your brother taught you that?!"

The shock on her face almost made me tell her I was joking.

"Yeah."

"How did that happen?"

Now that I had started the lie, I was stuck. I had to make up a 
plausible story and fast.

"When we were on vacation last week, Jamie and I were alone in 
the beach house one afternoon playing cards. We were playing 
rummy and I kept winning. When I started to tease him about it, 
he got mad and bet me that he would beat me the next game. We 
didn't have any money so I asked him what we would bet with. He 
said, 'If I win you have to do something I ask you to do, and if 
you win I'll do something you want me to do.'

"I asked him what I would have to do for him, and he said, ‘Show 
me your boobs.’ I asked him if he was crazy and told him I'm not 
going to bet that. He said that I was just afraid that he would 
beat me. So, I made the bet, but he ended up winning the game."

"So you showed him your tits?” Sarah asked.

"Yep. And when I had my top opened, he asked if he could touch 
them, and I said no. He actually started to beg me to let him 
touch them ... so I let him. Then he asked if he could lick my 
nipple, so I said ‘just once.’"

"You told him he could lick your nipple?"

"It felt so good when he touched my breast that I couldn't say 
no. And then when he started licking my nipples, I couldn't stop 
him. Then he started sucking on my nipples and it felt so good," 
I said, remembering how Sarah’s mom had done it.

"Then what happened?"

"We heard our parents coming, so we had to stop."

"Wow. I can't believe you did that."

"I can't believe it either,” continuing the lie.

"That is so cool that your brother actually sucked on your 
nipples. Are you going to let him do it again?"

"I don't know. Maybe I will."

The truth is that when I saw how excited Sarah got from my story, 
I started to like the idea myself.

"Are we going to talk about this all night, or are we going to 
keep practicing."

"Would you do that again ... suck on my tits like you were 
before?" Sarah asked almost pleadingly.

"Take your blouse and bra off first."

As Sarah removed her blouse and bra, I told her to remove her 
shorts too. Sarah looked at me as if to ask why, but she didn't 
say anything. She just removed her shorts.

I started kissing Sarah while I squeezed one of her breasts. 
After a minute or so, I bent down and started sucking her nipples 
again. As I was doing this I put my hand on the crotch of her 
panties and began to rub her pussy. Pretty soon Sarah was 
breathing very hard, and was holding on to me tightly. When I 
felt her panties starting to get damp I asked her if she was all 
right.

“Are you okay, chick?”

“I don't know ... I guess so.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No ... it feels so good. Don’t stop,” she said almost 
breathlessly.

"I won’t stop ... but do you want to try something else that 
feels even better?"

She didn't even ask what I was going to do. In a kind of soft 
dreamy voice, she just said, "Okay."

“Lie down on the bed.”

I got on the bed with her. I kissed her lips again before I moved 
down and started kissing and sucking on her breasts. As I did 
this, I had my hand pressed against the crotch of her panties, 
massaging her pussy. Sarah was making little sounds in her 
throat, but no words came out of her mouth.

I moved down the bed a little bit and started to pull on her 
panties. She just lifted her hips and let me pull them off. Then 
I held her panties up to her face, telling her to smell them. She 
smelled them but didn't say a word. I leaned close to her face 
and kissed her. Holding her panties up to my face, I smelled them 
and put my hand on her pussy, pressing against her clit.

"Don't your panties smell sexy?" I asked softly.

Sarah just let out a low moan. It seemed to take all of the 
breath in her body to say one word, "Yes."

I started to move down the bed and Sarah asked, "What are you 
going to do?"

"Just relax and enjoy it.”

Sarah didn't protest at all as I spread her legs. I put my head 
between her thighs and took a good look at her pussy. It looked 
just a little different than her mother's. It was a little 
smaller, smoother with less hair. I wanted to taste it just like 
I had her mom’s.

I opened my mouth and pressed it against her lips the way her mom 
had done to me, pushing my tongue inside her. Her pussy seemed to 
get wet very quickly, and the juices that were running from her 
pussy tasted similar to her mom as well.

I licked and sucked all over her pussy and then started to 
concentrate on her clit, and soon Sarah was convulsing with her 
first orgasm.

When it was over I asked her how she liked it.

“How was that? ... Did it feel great?”

“It was awesome!”

I was afraid that she was going to ask me how I learned to do it. 
I didn’t want to have to make up another lie. But to my surprise 
Sarah said,

"Are you a lesbian?"

"No. Why do you ask that?"

"I heard that girls that do that sort of thing are lesbians. So 
if you aren't a lesbian, why did you do that to me?"

"I did it just for the fun of it, and I knew you would like the 
way it felt. Are you a lesbian?"

"Of course, not!" Sarah said defensively.

"But you liked the way that felt, didn't you?"

"Yes, but..."

"But nothing. We aren't lesbians, but I liked doing that and you 
liked the way it felt. So, what's the big deal?"

"I guess it's no big deal," she said softly, looking down shyly.

I asked, "Well then, do you want to do that to me?"

"I don't know if I could do that."

"You can at least try. I did you and you loved it, didn't you?

She nodded with a slight smile.

“Now I would love for you to do that to me."

I got off the bed and removed my dress. Sarah sat watching me for 
a few moments. Then she seemed to make up her mind about 
something. She got off the bed and pulled my panties off me, and 
then she smelled the crotch. When she did that she looked like 
her mom, which made my pussy start to drip. She held them out for 
me and said,

"They smell just like mine, only stronger."

I didn't bother to tell her that my pussy had been dripping into 
them since early afternoon.

Sarah said, "Lie down on the bed and I'll do it to you."

I climbed up on the bed and Sarah very quickly got between my 
legs. She hesitated for a long time. I was beginning to think she 
wasn't going to do it when finally she moved in and started 
sucking on my pussy.

Once she started, she wasn't at all timid about what she was 
doing. It didn't take long before she was hitting the right 
places. She soon had me climaxing.

Even after my orgasm, Sarah kept licking my pussy. When she 
finally stopped, I asked her if she liked doing that to me.

"I did. I can't believe it, but I really liked doing that, 
licking your pussy. Is that bad?”

"I don't care if it's bad. I like doing it to. But I don't think 
we should tell anybody about what we did. This should be our 
secret."

"Yeah, it wouldn’t be good if anyone found out we were licking 
each other,” she said. Then she embarrassed me, “You got kinda 
loud too."

I just blushed and shrugged.

We took turns pleasuring each other for the next couple of hours. 
We went to bed exhausted.

Before we fell asleep, Sarah asked, "You want to do this next 
weekend?"

“Yeah, if we can.”


******


In the morning, Sarah and I showered and went down for breakfast. 
After we ate, I helped Sarah clean the kitchen. When we were just 
about done, Sarah's dad came in and asked Sarah to go with him to 
do the grocery shopping.

Sarah started to ask if I could go with them when her mom came in 
and said, "I think Melissa's mom probably wants her to come home 
now. And besides, I want to talk to her about something."

Sarah sounded disappointed as she said goodbye to me, and left 
with her dad.

When the car pulled out of the driveway, Mrs. Clark took my hand 
and said, "Come with me," and she led me up to her bedroom.

We sat on the bed and then she asked me, "Well, how did it go 
last night? Did you and Sarah have fun?"

"Yes, we had a very good time," I said, almost grinning.

"You mean like the fun you and I had last week?"

I felt myself blushing as I said, "Exactly like that."

"Did Sarah like it?"

"Yes, very much. She said she would like to do it again next 
weekend."

"Well good. I’m glad that Sarah enjoyed that too. There is 
something else I want to talk to you about. First, would you like 
to take your clothes off and get in bed with me?"

“I guess so.”

I began to get undressed. As I did this, Mrs. Clark just watched 
me. When I was naked, I climbed on the bed and watched as Mrs. 
Clark took her clothes off. When she had finished undressing, she 
got on the bed with me, put her arms around me, and pulled me to 
her. My breasts were pressed against hers, and the feeling that 
it gave me was intense. We started kissing, and she put her hand 
between my legs and started playing with my pussy.

I was sucking on one of Mrs. Clark's nipples when she said, "I 
wanted to tell you something about last night. When Bob and I 
left for the party, he told me something that I think you should 
know."

I stopped sucking on her nipple and said, "What's that?"

"After we got in the car, Bob took my hand and put it on his cock 
to show me that he had an erection. Do you know what an erection 
is?"

"Yeah, my mom explained all that to me."

"Good. Anyway Bob put my hand on his erection and asked me what I 
thought had made his cock hard. I told him I didn't know and he 
said, 'Melissa gave me this hard on. Did you see the way she 
looked in that dress tonight? You could see her cute little tits 
showing right through her dress.' Then he said, 'I would love to 
see her with her clothes off.'

"So Melissa, what do you think of that?

“I dunno,” I said, not sure what to make of it all.

“You turned my husband on. Of course Bob has a thing for young 
girls, but he was so hot last night that we had to stop on the 
way to the party so I could suck his cock to give him relief. 
Then on the way home from the party, you are all he talked about. 
He thinks you are going to be a very sexy young lady."

"He really said that about me?”

She nodded her head while smiling. I was thrilled that a grown 
man thought I was sexy. I wasn't sure what all this meant, but 
the thought that Mr. Clark had an erection because he saw my 
breasts showing through my dress made me feel good.

"You said you had to stop so you could suck his cock?” I asked. 
“You actually stopped along the road and did that?"

"Bob pulled into a shopping center parking lot, and we parked in 
an area where there were no other cars, and I did him right 
there, in the car ... Would you like to see some pictures of 
women sucking men's cocks?"

"I guess so."

Mrs. Clark got out of the bed and went to her closet. I couldn't 
take my eyes off her ass as she walked away from me. As I watched 
the way she moved, I thought about asking her to teach me to walk 
like her.

She was at her closet less than a minute before coming back to 
the bed with a handful of pictures. She laid them on the bed 
where we both could see them.

The first picture was of a man standing up and a woman on her 
knees in front of him. The woman had the man's cock in her mouth. 
In the second picture, the man was lying on a bed and the woman 
was next to him, and was bent over with his cock in her mouth.

The thing that interested me most about the second picture was 
that the man on the bed was Mr. Clark and the woman was Mrs. 
Clark. Because the picture was of Mr. and Mrs. Clark, it took on 
a special meaning to me. As I stared at that picture, I could 
feel my pussy leaking its juices.

I looked at the other two pictures she had, but I kept going back 
to the one of her sucking on her husband’s cock. I knew right 
then that every time I saw Mr. Clark, I would think of that 
picture.

Mrs. Clark noticed the way I was looking at the picture, and she 
said, "So you like seeing me suck on his cock? Would you like to 
keep that picture?"

"Could I?"

"Yes. But you must promise to hide it somewhere so no one else 
ever sees it."

"I will."

I lay back on the bed staring at the picture. I was just lying 
there thinking about what Mrs. Clark was doing to her husband 
when I felt her put her head between my legs, and started licking 
and sucking on my pussy. It took a little longer than it did the 
last time we were together, but the orgasm was even better.

After my orgasm, Mrs. Clark lay on her back and I moved between 
her legs. When I pushed my tongue against her pussy, my mouth was 
flooded with her juices. I was really surprised at that.

"Why did that happen? I just touched you."

"I have been waiting all morning to have a chance to be alone 
with you and my pussy has been excited the whole time. I can't 
explain why you make me so horny, but you do."

I felt happy that I was able to have that effect on her even 
though I didn't fully understand it. I just smiled at her and 
went back down and began sucking on her clit. I soon had her 
climaxing.

Afterward, we were lying on the bed and I was still looking at 
the picture of Mrs. Clark sucking Mr. Clark's cock.

"Have you ever seen a real cock when it was hard like that?" she 
asked.

“No, ma’am.”

"Having an older brother in the house should give you plenty of 
opportunities. You haven't seen Jamie's hard cock yet?"

"No. Not yet."

"The first hard cock I ever saw was my brother's. Actually it was 
the first cock I sucked too."

All I could manage to say was, "Really?"

"I walked into his room and caught him masturbating one day. I 
told him I was going to tell our parents what he was doing and he 
begged me not to. So I told him that he would have to let me 
touch his cock. After that we found lots of fun things to do 
together."

"Weren't you shocked when you walked in and saw what he was 
doing?"

"No, not really. I already knew what he was doing. That's why I 
walked in on him. I wanted to see his cock."

"How did you know what he was doing?"

"All boys that age do it. When they think no one is home, they'll 
go in their room, close the door and start playing with their 
cock. If you want to catch them at it, all you have to do is to 
sneak up to their door and listen. When you hear funny sounds 
coming from the room, you just open the door and walk in."

I didn't say anything to Mrs. Clark at the time, but ideas were 
already starting to form in my head. Shortly after that, I took 
the picture she had given me and went home.


******


The following Monday, Sarah and I went back to school. As it 
turned out, we need not have worried about not knowing how to 
kiss. Seventh grade boys were all such jerks that we figured that 
they wouldn't know how to kiss a girl anyway.

Over the next two months Sarah and I got together a couple of 
times for a sleepover, but I didn't have a chance to be with Mrs. 
Clark during that time. Cheerleading took up most of my time in 
afternoon, and any night when there were games.


******


One Saturday in the middle of November, Sarah called me and said 
that her parents were going out that night, and she wanted to 
know if I could spend the night. I checked with my mom and she 
said I could.

After I told Sarah that I could come, she said, “Guess who came 
over for a visit this morning?"

“I don’t know. Who?”

"Pam came over and asked what I was doing."

Pam lived across the street from Sarah and was in our class at 
school. She’s about six months older than me, and thinks she 
knows it all because of that. We got along really good though. 
Sarah hung out with her a lot more than I did because of living 
right there.

"What did she want?"

"She just wanted to hang out with me. Get this, she asked me if 
we still practiced kissing together. Then she said that she 
wished she had someone to practice with."

"We should have her come over tonight and let her practice with 
us," I said jokingly, trying not to giggle.

Sarah laughed and said, "You know, we should do that. See how far 
we can get her to go."

I thought about it for a moment and said, "Do you want to? It 
might be fun."

"Let's do it,” Sarah said excitedly. “I'll call her and see if 
she can spend the night with us."

"Yeah, do it. We'll give that chica a real education," I said 
slyly.

Sarah called me back a half hour later and said that it was all 
set. Pam was going to spend the night with us.

I got to Sarah’s house about 6:30 that evening, and Mrs. Clark 
opened the door to let me in.

As I came into the house, she kissed me on the cheek and 
whispered, "I've missed you."

I blushed as she smiled at me.

Pam arrived a few minutes after me, and by 7:00, Mr. and Mrs. 
Clark had left for the evening.

We started out by eating pizza and watching a movie with a lot of 
love scenes in it. Neither Sarah nor I said anything about the 
love scenes, and we waited for Pam to bring up the subject of 
kissing.

When the movie was over Pam asked, "I was kind of wondering if, 
you know, if you guys were going to try kissing each other. You 
know, kind of practicing."

Pam sounded a bit tentative until I asked, "Why? Do you want to 
try it?"

"Could I?"

"If you want to do it with us, you’ll have to do everything we 
do, do you understand?" I asked Pam.

"I guess that's okay, but what do you do?"

Sarah said, "Well, we start by taking our clothes off."

Sarah and I both began getting undressed. Pam didn't move and 
when Sarah and I were both down to our panties I said, "Pam, if 
you want to do this you have to take your clothes off too."

I was sure that she was going to chicken out, but she didn't. Pam 
quickly stripped off her clothes until the three of us were 
standing nude together. I was a little surprised by the effect 
that seeing Pam naked was having on me.

Pam is taller than both Sarah and I, and her breasts were bigger 
than ours. A lot bigger. Her pussy had a lot more hair than ours 
also. Hers was a sandy blonde color, similar to her mom’s. Pam 
was something new and exotic, and she excited me.

“Pam, why don’t we start with you kissing Sarah?”

They sat on the edge of Sarah's bed and began kissing. As I 
watched, their kissing became more intense. I could feel my pussy 
getting wetter. After a few minutes of watching them kiss more 
intimately, I wanted in on the action, too.

"Okay, now it's my turn,” I said.

I sat down on the bed on the other side of Pam, and she turned 
toward me. I could tell from Pam's kisses that she was totally 
inexperienced. I liked the idea that I was teaching her.

As I was kissing her, I put my hand on her breast and she jumped 
a little, but didn't pull away.

I stopped kissing Pam long enough to say, "Doesn't that feel 
good?"

"Yes, it does."

"Why don't you do the same thing to me?"

I started kissing her again and I felt her hand tentatively touch 
my breast. She placed it firmly on me, and squeezed gently. We 
did this for a while before we switched again.

Sarah and Pam began kissing once more. It was interesting that 
Pam immediately moved her hand to Sarah's breast.

Sarah was the first to move to the next stage. She bent down and 
took Pam's nipple into her mouth and began to suck. I could tell 
by her reaction that Pam didn't know what to do. I think she 
liked the way it felt, but wasn't sure if she should let Sarah do 
that to her. After a few moments, I could see the panic in Pam’s 
face.

"What are you doing? What is going on?"

Sarah said, "You said you wanted to do this. If you want to quit, 
we will."

"I don't know what you are going to do ... and I don't know if I 
can do it."

I said, "It’s cool, Pam. Why don't you sit on the other bed and 
watch Sarah and me for a while. We’ll show you everything we do, 
and then you can try whatever you want."

Pam moved to the other bed. I had Sarah lie down and I started 
kissing her, and playing with her breasts. I moved down and was 
kissing Sarah's nipples as I started fingering her pussy. When I 
did this I heard a small gasp from Pam, but no protest. When I 
had Sarah good and wet, I moved down between her legs and began 
sucking on her pussy. It took me only a few minutes to bring 
Sarah to a strong orgasm.

When I turned and looked at Pam, she appeared to be in a bit of a 
daze.

"That is what we do to each other, and if you want to hang out 
with us, you’ll have to do the same. Do you think you can do 
that?" I asked.

Pam didn't say anything. She just stared at me.

"Well then, if you’re ready Pam, I’d like you to kiss my pussy."

She still didn't move.

"Pam, come on chick,” I pleaded. “It's fun. I think you'll like 
it."

I thought she might be getting ready to run from the room, but 
instead she got off the other bed and came to me.

Sarah moved out of the way, and I lay back on her bed. Pam got on 
top of me, and started kissing me. She slowly worked her way to 
my breasts. She kissed and sucked on each of my nipples before 
she moved down to my pussy.

There was no hesitation now. She went straight to my pussy and 
started licking and sucking on me. She had been doing it for 
about a minute when she looked up and said to me.

"I’ve always wondered what it would be like to do this.”

Pam went right back to sucking on me. She was now at ease with 
licking my pussy in front of our friend.

My orgasm was getting close when I saw Sarah move over behind 
Pam. Sarah started rubbing Pam’s pussy. When my orgasm hit, I 
grabbed Pam's head and held it against my pussy until it passed.

When I let go of her, she rolled off me onto her back. Sarah 
moved up between Pam's legs and placed her mouth over her pussy. 
It didn't take long for Sarah to give Pam an intense orgasm. 
Afterward, we all just lay there quietly.

“Pam, are you okay?” Sarah asked.

"That was so intense. How long have you two been doing that?"

"A couple of months," I said, grinning devilishly.

"Does anybody else know about this?" Pam asked.

"No. It's just the three of us now. Can you keep it a secret?" I 
asked intently.

"Yeah, I don’t want anyone to find out ... Can we do it again?"

"Again? Girl, we're just getting started good," Sarah answered.

The three of us played around with each other until after 
midnight, when we heard Sarah's parents coming into the house. We 
quickly got into a bed so we would not be discovered.

While Sarah slept alone in her own bed, Pam shared a bed with me.

“You get a little loud sometimes,” she told me, softly giggling a 
little.

“Sometimes I can’t help it,” I replied. We giggled quietly 
together.

I had my hand between her legs as we drifted off to sleep.


(continued in chapter 3)

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