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Back at the breakfast table on Monday morning, young Christine could hardly
believe how much had changed since this same time the previous Friday.
After being so sure that her weekend would be ruined by her struggle with
her desire to touch herself, everything was suddenly and unexpectedly
different. First, her friend Laura, a year and a half (and one grade)
older, had briefly explained masturbation to the curious seventh-grader.
Then she had gotten the best education imaginable; she came home and caught
her sixteen-year-old sister Beth masturbating to a porn flick. After
learning all she could from her older sister, Christine seized the
opportunity to watch the movie and have her very first orgasm after Beth
had left. All weekend long, over and over, Christine recalled the images
she had seen as she touched herself -- in her bedroom, in the bathtub. She
even got bold on Sunday morning while her parents were at church and
fingered herself to a satisfying orgasm in their room! "I must have
climaxed six or seven times this weekend," the young girl thought. All
traces of her previous inhibitions about masturbation were long gone, and
Christine had only one goal for school that day. She had to tell Laura that
she had finally done it.
As Christine made her way to her locker that morning, she realized she
wasn't going to have to search Laura out to tell her the news; Laura was
looking for her. When their eyes met, Laura ran over to her. "Oh, Chris,
I'm so sorry. I hate that I left you hanging like that," she said
apologetically. Christine smiled and said, "It's okay; I figured it out
myself." Laura's eyes lit up and her mouth displayed a wide smile as she
said, "Really? Oh, wow! That's great!" "What's great?" interrupted their
other friend Jess, who had just found the girls. "Uh...nothing really,"
said Laura. "Chris was just telling me about something that happened on TV
this weekend." Jess looked confused for a moment before saying, "Oh," and
excusing herself for class. Christine thought seriously about telling Laura
the rest of the story, about Beth and the porn movie, but decided against
it.
School was a breeze that day for Christine. When the bell rung, she grabbed
her backpack, said a quick goodbye to her friends and disappeared out the
door. Sure enough, Beth was waiting for her, impatiently, of course. When
they arrived at the house, Christine said she needed a bath. Beth gave her
younger sister a funny look that the girl couldn't quite make out, then
went to her bedroom. Christine dismissed the look and grabbed some clean
clothes before heading off to the bathroom. There, with the door locked,
she undressed as she turned the bath water on. The girl eased into the
steamy water and settled back, letting her thoughts wander. She made it a
point to wash her hair and body before she got carried away. After those
chores were done, it was time to relax. The girl sat back and began to
caress her budding breasts. She imagined herself masturbating in other,
riskier places. She thought of touching herself in the bathroom at school,
and in the garage. She pictured herself, jeans and panties around her
ankles, sitting on the steps and bringing herself to an orgasm in the
basement. Christine stopped touching her boobs and instead focused on her
young pussy again. Spreading her lips, she found her clit, which was
already hard with excitement. The girl began to massage the tiny organ.
Before she could get too far, Christine was interrupted by a pounding on
the bathroom door. "s*s, it's Laura on the phone," said her sister
rudely. "Can you bring me the cordless?" asked Christine. With a loud sigh,
Beth removed the key from the wall and unlocked the bathroom door. She
walked toward the bathtub with the phone in her hand. Christine desperately
hoped it wasn't obvious what she had been doing, but her red face and stiff
nipples were a little clue. Beth pretended not to notice and handed the
girl the phone before walking out, locking the door behind her.
"Hello?" Christine answered. "Hey, it's me," came the voice on the other
end. "Sorry. I was just taking a bath," said Christine. Laura giggled and
said, "Yeah, I'll bet you were just taking a bath." "Stop that!" Christine
said, trying to sound angry. Both girls broke into giggles and then
silence. "I just can't believe that you had never done it before," said the
older friend. "I started when I was 11." Christine thought for a second
before responding, "Yeah, but you don't have the same kind of parents I
do." Laura admitted this was true.
An awkward silence accompanied the scant conversation for the next few
minutes. Then, with Christine in the middle of a story about school, Laura
accidentally yelped. "What was that? Are you OK?" inquired the concerned
younger girl. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine," stammered Laura. Christine pressed her
friend to tell her what was wrong, until the older girl finally gave in and
said, "OK, I was playing with myself. Are you happy now?" Christine didn't
know what to say. She had certainly not expected that, although she had
been doing the same thing the entire time they had been talking. Almost
without thinking, she replied, "Me too." "Well, don't let me stop you,"
said Laura, and the phone fell silent again, as both girls sat and
concentrated on their young pussies.
Christine broke the silence and innocently inquired, "Where are you?" Laura
answered that she was home alone, so she was in the living room on the
loveseat. Without any more questions, she confessed to her friend that she
was wearing only a t-shirt, which was pushed up above her breasts. Laura's
mind conjured an image of her friend loving herself in the bathtub, an
image that sent a thrill through her. This was very unusual; she had never
thought about another girl before, but the feeling was too wonderful to
pass up. She let the image run free in her mind as her hand picked up the
pace.
Meanwhile, Christine was facing the same issue in her bathtub. She imagined
Laura the way the girl had just described herself, and the mental picture
brought a whole new level of desire to the eager young girl. She, too,
began to masturbate faster as she pictured her friend doing likewise in her
living room. She had not seen Laura naked before, so she was forced to
conjure up an image of how her friend might look. Christine's mental image
zoomed in on Laura's soaking pussy, surrounded by dark blonde hair. Each
girl imagined what the other was doing, and pretty soon, there were stifled
moans on both ends of the phone.
As silence fell again, Laura thought she would break the ice this
time. "Wow, I had never done that before," she said, kicking herself for
saying something so lame. Christine was still coming down from her climax;
finally she gathered herself and said, "Me neither." Laura brought up
something about school, thinking that her friend may be a bit uncomfortable
by this point. The two talked for a few minutes, then Laura said, "Hey, you
wanna come over and watch TV tonight?" Christine replied, "Sure! But I
don't think mom and dad will let me stay." "That's OK," said the older
girl. The girls set a time and said goodbye.
When her parents returned, Christine convinced her mom to take her to
Laura's, promising to be home by 10. When she dropped her off, the girl
nearly ran to her friend's door and rang the doorbell. Laura met her at the
door. Both girls had dressed modestly, still a little self-conscious about
the afternoon's phone conversation. Christine had worn jeans and an old
sweater, while Laura wore a sweatsuit. "My folks are upstairs
already. Dad's doing some work, and I think mom's taking a bath, then
she'll probably go to bed." The girls turned their attention to the TV for
a minute before Laura asked, "Are you uncomfortable about...you know?"
Christine shyly nodded before asking, "Does that make us lesbians?" Laura
laughed before replying, "No. Lots of girls actually watch each other do
that, and it doesn't make them lesbians." Christine was satisfied by this
answer; at least it put her guilt to rest.
Christine thought and thought and finally chose to tell her friend the
truth. "Laura, I want to know something. If I learned by watching somebody,
would that be bad?" Laura again assured the girl that it was OK. "Well, I
did learn by watching somebody," said Christine. Laura had figured this
from the question. "Who?" she asked. Christine paused for a moment and
replied, "Beth." Laura's eyes widened with surprise. She wanted to know all
about it. Christine spilled the whole story -- she told Laura about the
movie and what her sister had done while she watched it, and about how she
later watched it and mimicked Beth's actions.
Laura was both shocked and intrigued. She could feel her pussy growing very
wet underneath her sweat pants. She tried to keep that to herself,
promising herself that she would use that in her bedroom later. Christine
was very bubbly all of a sudden; when she first came in, she seemed
incredibly uncomfortable, but now she was talking incessantly. Then, out of
the blue, she asked Laura, "Do you think Jess does it too?" Laura was
fairly certain that she did; one time she had spent the night with Jess,
and the girl had disappeared into the bathroom for about half an hour after
she thought Laura was asleep. Instead, she answered, "Maybe. I know how we
could find out." "How?" Christine asked, a little suspicious. "Let's have a
sleepover here Friday night -- we'll invite Jess and we'll ask her."
Christine was a little pessimistic. "We'll just ask her?" she said with a
frown. "You think she'll tell the truth?" Laura smiled at her friend. "If
we do, I think she will."
The week came and went quickly. Christine continued to masturbate daily, as
did Laura, although they didn't have any more phone adventures. Laura told
both girls about her sleepover at school the next day. Finally, Friday
afternoon came. "Can your mom pick me up when she takes you over, Chris?"
asked Jess as the girls walked home; Beth had cheerleading practice again
and couldn't pick her sister up. "I'm sure she won't mind," said
Christine. The girls said their goodbyes as they split up to go to their
respective houses. After a couple of hours of homework, it was time to go
to Laura's.
At her house, Laura was preparing for her friends' arrival. She had seized
an opportunity while she was home alone to snoop around her parents'
room. Sure enough, she found what she had always known was there -- a
collection of pornos. With no boxes, she had to guess which one would be
good. Finally, she chose one and hid it in her dresser. She thought to
herself how funny it was that the three of them had never slept over
together; she had stayed with both girls at different times, but they had
never all spent the night in the same house at the same time.
Christine and Jess arrived at 6 p.m., just as they were supposed to. Laura
hadn't had time to change out of her school clothes yet, so she let them in
and disappeared to her room to change. She returned wearing shorts and a
t-shirt, and it was obvious to both friends that she wasn't wearing a
bra. Laura's parents arrived soon after that, and the girls did typical
sleepover things -- watched movies, ate, and talked about boys -- until
Laura's parents said good night and retired for the evening. Laura then
suggested, "Come on, let's move this party upstairs."
Christine was shocked when she saw her friend's room -- immaculately clean,
for once. She and Jess took turns changing into their night clothes in the
bathroom, and soon all three girls were sitting on Laura's bed, clad only
in loose shorts and oversized t-shirts. Christine was wearing no panties,
but she wasn't sure about the other girls.
As they talked and watched television, Christine and Laura each searched
their minds desperately, trying to think of a way to bring up the subject
casually. They were both pleasantly surprised when Jess suggested a game of
truth or dare. The other two tried to contain their excitement as they
agreed to play. Jess started the game by asking Laura, "Truth or
dare?". Laura thought before responding, "Truth."
Christine was disappointed when Jess asked Laura a not-very-personal
question about a boy she had kissed. Laura glumly answered the question and
proceeded with the game. She skipped Christine and went back to Jess, who
selected truth. To Christine's surprise, Laura asked their friend
point-blank, "Do you ever play with yourself?" Jess' mouth dropped open and
her face turned three shades of red. "Well, I'm not going to answer that
unless you two answer it also." Both girls didn't blink before replying,
"Yes, I do." Jess was shocked at their forthrightness, but she, too,
admitted that she masturbated. "How often?" asked Laura. Jess frowned
thoughtfully before answering, "About every other day. Sometimes
everyday. What about you?". Laura again answered honestly, "Gosh, everyday.
What about you, Chris?" The younger girl gave a bit more detail, which was
no surprise to Laura. "Everyday for the past week," said the girl.
Laura, pretending that she hadn't heard the details before, pressed
Christine for specifics. Christine held a quick debate in her mind about
whether or not she should share the entire story with her much more
conservative friend Jess. Finally, she decided to forge ahead and spilled
the whole story, about Beth and the porn flick. She left out the part about
her phone conversation with Laura, however.
Jess couldn't believe what she was hearing. For several months, she had
secretly been fantasizing about girls, ever since she had stumbled upon
some lesbian porn magazines in her father's closet. The pictures had filled
her head with thoughts, many of them about the two friends she was
currently talking to. She said to Christine, "I've never seen a porn
movie. What was it like?" Christine grew very animated as she explained the
things she'd seen to her friend.
By this point, the stiff nipples poking out from the t-shirts the girls
wore made it quite obvious that everyone was quite a bit aroused, none more
so than Jess, the "innocent" one. All three girls had totally forgotten
about their game, and each was secretly trying to formulate a plan to watch
the other two masturbate. While Chris and Jess were trying to think of a
subtle plan, Laura opted to be more direct. "Is anyone else here as worked
up as I am?" she asked. Both girls admitted that they were indeed horny. "I
think we should all just take off our clothes and do what we all want to
do," she suggested. "Wait. Would that make us...you know...lesbians?" asked
a concerned Jess. Fantasies were one thing, but to actually have them
realized was quite another for the girl.
Laura answered Jess' question with one of her own, this one addressed to
Christine. "Chris, when you watched your sister, did it make you feel gay?"
she asked, hoping that Chris had the right answer. "Not at all," replied
the girl. "I was just learning how to do it." Laura replied, "Exactly. And
maybe we can all teach each other some position or something that we've
never tried before."
This satisfactorily answered Jess' question, and soon all three girls were
timidly removing their clothes. None were more nervous than Christine, who
had never seen the older friends naked before. Laura and Jess had changed
clothes together on numerous occasions, but of course, this was completely
different. After the girls were naked, each girl scoped out the
others. Laura was a tall girl with dark blond hair. Being the oldest of the
group by a few months, her breasts were slightly larger than Jess' and
quite a bit bigger than Christine's. The other two girls were intrigued by
Laura's crotch, which was completely shaved; neither of them had seen a
shaved pussy before in real life. Jess was a brunette with a bush to match,
similar in build to Laura, but with smaller breasts; however, what she
lacked in tits, she made up for in her fantastic ass. Even as an
eighth-grader, she had caught high school boys checking out her rear at the
mall. Christine stood shyly in front of the other girls, her small breasts
topped with nipples that were erect with excitement. Jess was very
intrigued with her young friend's red pubic hair; something about the red
hair really turned her on.
After sizing one another up, Laura took the initiative, settling back
against the head board and parting her legs. Jess pulled up Laura's desk
chair and sat down, while Christine positioned herself at the foot of the
bed. Soon, all inhibitions were gone as each girl made no effort to hide
the frantic action between her legs. Jess was trying to be as casual as
the other two, but her secret desires were catching up to her and she was
finding it hard to stay calm; she couldn't deny that her two friends were
hot!
Under the circumstances, Jess was moving much quicker than the other two.
Laura and Christine were still rubbing the outside of their young pussy
lips when Jess first inserted two fingers into her vagina and started
massaging her throbbing clit with her thumb. Christine followed suit, as
did Laura, who also began rubbing her tits with her free hand. Jess allowed
her silent thoughts to roam free. As long as she had been fantasizing about
her friends, she had only imagined them masturbating together, as they were
now doing. Now, she began picturing them doing other things the women in
the magazine had done; she imagined Laura on her knees, eating Christine's
young cunt. She pictured the three of them eating each other out
simultaneously.
On and on went the horny teen's thoughts until she could hold it back no
longer. She began to moan softly and couldn't stop herself, moaning on and
on until the last waves of her climax subsided. Christine was not far
behind; her orgasm began just as Jess' subsided. Laura, however, had more
restraint. She continued fingering her pussy and playing with her breasts
for another two or three minutes before she started moaning (not too
softly) and experienced her own orgasm.
believe how much had changed since this same time the previous Friday.
After being so sure that her weekend would be ruined by her struggle with
her desire to touch herself, everything was suddenly and unexpectedly
different. First, her friend Laura, a year and a half (and one grade)
older, had briefly explained masturbation to the curious seventh-grader.
Then she had gotten the best education imaginable; she came home and caught
her sixteen-year-old sister Beth masturbating to a porn flick. After
learning all she could from her older sister, Christine seized the
opportunity to watch the movie and have her very first orgasm after Beth
had left. All weekend long, over and over, Christine recalled the images
she had seen as she touched herself -- in her bedroom, in the bathtub. She
even got bold on Sunday morning while her parents were at church and
fingered herself to a satisfying orgasm in their room! "I must have
climaxed six or seven times this weekend," the young girl thought. All
traces of her previous inhibitions about masturbation were long gone, and
Christine had only one goal for school that day. She had to tell Laura that
she had finally done it.
As Christine made her way to her locker that morning, she realized she
wasn't going to have to search Laura out to tell her the news; Laura was
looking for her. When their eyes met, Laura ran over to her. "Oh, Chris,
I'm so sorry. I hate that I left you hanging like that," she said
apologetically. Christine smiled and said, "It's okay; I figured it out
myself." Laura's eyes lit up and her mouth displayed a wide smile as she
said, "Really? Oh, wow! That's great!" "What's great?" interrupted their
other friend Jess, who had just found the girls. "Uh...nothing really,"
said Laura. "Chris was just telling me about something that happened on TV
this weekend." Jess looked confused for a moment before saying, "Oh," and
excusing herself for class. Christine thought seriously about telling Laura
the rest of the story, about Beth and the porn movie, but decided against
it.
School was a breeze that day for Christine. When the bell rung, she grabbed
her backpack, said a quick goodbye to her friends and disappeared out the
door. Sure enough, Beth was waiting for her, impatiently, of course. When
they arrived at the house, Christine said she needed a bath. Beth gave her
younger sister a funny look that the girl couldn't quite make out, then
went to her bedroom. Christine dismissed the look and grabbed some clean
clothes before heading off to the bathroom. There, with the door locked,
she undressed as she turned the bath water on. The girl eased into the
steamy water and settled back, letting her thoughts wander. She made it a
point to wash her hair and body before she got carried away. After those
chores were done, it was time to relax. The girl sat back and began to
caress her budding breasts. She imagined herself masturbating in other,
riskier places. She thought of touching herself in the bathroom at school,
and in the garage. She pictured herself, jeans and panties around her
ankles, sitting on the steps and bringing herself to an orgasm in the
basement. Christine stopped touching her boobs and instead focused on her
young pussy again. Spreading her lips, she found her clit, which was
already hard with excitement. The girl began to massage the tiny organ.
Before she could get too far, Christine was interrupted by a pounding on
the bathroom door. "s*s, it's Laura on the phone," said her sister
rudely. "Can you bring me the cordless?" asked Christine. With a loud sigh,
Beth removed the key from the wall and unlocked the bathroom door. She
walked toward the bathtub with the phone in her hand. Christine desperately
hoped it wasn't obvious what she had been doing, but her red face and stiff
nipples were a little clue. Beth pretended not to notice and handed the
girl the phone before walking out, locking the door behind her.
"Hello?" Christine answered. "Hey, it's me," came the voice on the other
end. "Sorry. I was just taking a bath," said Christine. Laura giggled and
said, "Yeah, I'll bet you were just taking a bath." "Stop that!" Christine
said, trying to sound angry. Both girls broke into giggles and then
silence. "I just can't believe that you had never done it before," said the
older friend. "I started when I was 11." Christine thought for a second
before responding, "Yeah, but you don't have the same kind of parents I
do." Laura admitted this was true.
An awkward silence accompanied the scant conversation for the next few
minutes. Then, with Christine in the middle of a story about school, Laura
accidentally yelped. "What was that? Are you OK?" inquired the concerned
younger girl. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine," stammered Laura. Christine pressed her
friend to tell her what was wrong, until the older girl finally gave in and
said, "OK, I was playing with myself. Are you happy now?" Christine didn't
know what to say. She had certainly not expected that, although she had
been doing the same thing the entire time they had been talking. Almost
without thinking, she replied, "Me too." "Well, don't let me stop you,"
said Laura, and the phone fell silent again, as both girls sat and
concentrated on their young pussies.
Christine broke the silence and innocently inquired, "Where are you?" Laura
answered that she was home alone, so she was in the living room on the
loveseat. Without any more questions, she confessed to her friend that she
was wearing only a t-shirt, which was pushed up above her breasts. Laura's
mind conjured an image of her friend loving herself in the bathtub, an
image that sent a thrill through her. This was very unusual; she had never
thought about another girl before, but the feeling was too wonderful to
pass up. She let the image run free in her mind as her hand picked up the
pace.
Meanwhile, Christine was facing the same issue in her bathtub. She imagined
Laura the way the girl had just described herself, and the mental picture
brought a whole new level of desire to the eager young girl. She, too,
began to masturbate faster as she pictured her friend doing likewise in her
living room. She had not seen Laura naked before, so she was forced to
conjure up an image of how her friend might look. Christine's mental image
zoomed in on Laura's soaking pussy, surrounded by dark blonde hair. Each
girl imagined what the other was doing, and pretty soon, there were stifled
moans on both ends of the phone.
As silence fell again, Laura thought she would break the ice this
time. "Wow, I had never done that before," she said, kicking herself for
saying something so lame. Christine was still coming down from her climax;
finally she gathered herself and said, "Me neither." Laura brought up
something about school, thinking that her friend may be a bit uncomfortable
by this point. The two talked for a few minutes, then Laura said, "Hey, you
wanna come over and watch TV tonight?" Christine replied, "Sure! But I
don't think mom and dad will let me stay." "That's OK," said the older
girl. The girls set a time and said goodbye.
When her parents returned, Christine convinced her mom to take her to
Laura's, promising to be home by 10. When she dropped her off, the girl
nearly ran to her friend's door and rang the doorbell. Laura met her at the
door. Both girls had dressed modestly, still a little self-conscious about
the afternoon's phone conversation. Christine had worn jeans and an old
sweater, while Laura wore a sweatsuit. "My folks are upstairs
already. Dad's doing some work, and I think mom's taking a bath, then
she'll probably go to bed." The girls turned their attention to the TV for
a minute before Laura asked, "Are you uncomfortable about...you know?"
Christine shyly nodded before asking, "Does that make us lesbians?" Laura
laughed before replying, "No. Lots of girls actually watch each other do
that, and it doesn't make them lesbians." Christine was satisfied by this
answer; at least it put her guilt to rest.
Christine thought and thought and finally chose to tell her friend the
truth. "Laura, I want to know something. If I learned by watching somebody,
would that be bad?" Laura again assured the girl that it was OK. "Well, I
did learn by watching somebody," said Christine. Laura had figured this
from the question. "Who?" she asked. Christine paused for a moment and
replied, "Beth." Laura's eyes widened with surprise. She wanted to know all
about it. Christine spilled the whole story -- she told Laura about the
movie and what her sister had done while she watched it, and about how she
later watched it and mimicked Beth's actions.
Laura was both shocked and intrigued. She could feel her pussy growing very
wet underneath her sweat pants. She tried to keep that to herself,
promising herself that she would use that in her bedroom later. Christine
was very bubbly all of a sudden; when she first came in, she seemed
incredibly uncomfortable, but now she was talking incessantly. Then, out of
the blue, she asked Laura, "Do you think Jess does it too?" Laura was
fairly certain that she did; one time she had spent the night with Jess,
and the girl had disappeared into the bathroom for about half an hour after
she thought Laura was asleep. Instead, she answered, "Maybe. I know how we
could find out." "How?" Christine asked, a little suspicious. "Let's have a
sleepover here Friday night -- we'll invite Jess and we'll ask her."
Christine was a little pessimistic. "We'll just ask her?" she said with a
frown. "You think she'll tell the truth?" Laura smiled at her friend. "If
we do, I think she will."
The week came and went quickly. Christine continued to masturbate daily, as
did Laura, although they didn't have any more phone adventures. Laura told
both girls about her sleepover at school the next day. Finally, Friday
afternoon came. "Can your mom pick me up when she takes you over, Chris?"
asked Jess as the girls walked home; Beth had cheerleading practice again
and couldn't pick her sister up. "I'm sure she won't mind," said
Christine. The girls said their goodbyes as they split up to go to their
respective houses. After a couple of hours of homework, it was time to go
to Laura's.
At her house, Laura was preparing for her friends' arrival. She had seized
an opportunity while she was home alone to snoop around her parents'
room. Sure enough, she found what she had always known was there -- a
collection of pornos. With no boxes, she had to guess which one would be
good. Finally, she chose one and hid it in her dresser. She thought to
herself how funny it was that the three of them had never slept over
together; she had stayed with both girls at different times, but they had
never all spent the night in the same house at the same time.
Christine and Jess arrived at 6 p.m., just as they were supposed to. Laura
hadn't had time to change out of her school clothes yet, so she let them in
and disappeared to her room to change. She returned wearing shorts and a
t-shirt, and it was obvious to both friends that she wasn't wearing a
bra. Laura's parents arrived soon after that, and the girls did typical
sleepover things -- watched movies, ate, and talked about boys -- until
Laura's parents said good night and retired for the evening. Laura then
suggested, "Come on, let's move this party upstairs."
Christine was shocked when she saw her friend's room -- immaculately clean,
for once. She and Jess took turns changing into their night clothes in the
bathroom, and soon all three girls were sitting on Laura's bed, clad only
in loose shorts and oversized t-shirts. Christine was wearing no panties,
but she wasn't sure about the other girls.
As they talked and watched television, Christine and Laura each searched
their minds desperately, trying to think of a way to bring up the subject
casually. They were both pleasantly surprised when Jess suggested a game of
truth or dare. The other two tried to contain their excitement as they
agreed to play. Jess started the game by asking Laura, "Truth or
dare?". Laura thought before responding, "Truth."
Christine was disappointed when Jess asked Laura a not-very-personal
question about a boy she had kissed. Laura glumly answered the question and
proceeded with the game. She skipped Christine and went back to Jess, who
selected truth. To Christine's surprise, Laura asked their friend
point-blank, "Do you ever play with yourself?" Jess' mouth dropped open and
her face turned three shades of red. "Well, I'm not going to answer that
unless you two answer it also." Both girls didn't blink before replying,
"Yes, I do." Jess was shocked at their forthrightness, but she, too,
admitted that she masturbated. "How often?" asked Laura. Jess frowned
thoughtfully before answering, "About every other day. Sometimes
everyday. What about you?". Laura again answered honestly, "Gosh, everyday.
What about you, Chris?" The younger girl gave a bit more detail, which was
no surprise to Laura. "Everyday for the past week," said the girl.
Laura, pretending that she hadn't heard the details before, pressed
Christine for specifics. Christine held a quick debate in her mind about
whether or not she should share the entire story with her much more
conservative friend Jess. Finally, she decided to forge ahead and spilled
the whole story, about Beth and the porn flick. She left out the part about
her phone conversation with Laura, however.
Jess couldn't believe what she was hearing. For several months, she had
secretly been fantasizing about girls, ever since she had stumbled upon
some lesbian porn magazines in her father's closet. The pictures had filled
her head with thoughts, many of them about the two friends she was
currently talking to. She said to Christine, "I've never seen a porn
movie. What was it like?" Christine grew very animated as she explained the
things she'd seen to her friend.
By this point, the stiff nipples poking out from the t-shirts the girls
wore made it quite obvious that everyone was quite a bit aroused, none more
so than Jess, the "innocent" one. All three girls had totally forgotten
about their game, and each was secretly trying to formulate a plan to watch
the other two masturbate. While Chris and Jess were trying to think of a
subtle plan, Laura opted to be more direct. "Is anyone else here as worked
up as I am?" she asked. Both girls admitted that they were indeed horny. "I
think we should all just take off our clothes and do what we all want to
do," she suggested. "Wait. Would that make us...you know...lesbians?" asked
a concerned Jess. Fantasies were one thing, but to actually have them
realized was quite another for the girl.
Laura answered Jess' question with one of her own, this one addressed to
Christine. "Chris, when you watched your sister, did it make you feel gay?"
she asked, hoping that Chris had the right answer. "Not at all," replied
the girl. "I was just learning how to do it." Laura replied, "Exactly. And
maybe we can all teach each other some position or something that we've
never tried before."
This satisfactorily answered Jess' question, and soon all three girls were
timidly removing their clothes. None were more nervous than Christine, who
had never seen the older friends naked before. Laura and Jess had changed
clothes together on numerous occasions, but of course, this was completely
different. After the girls were naked, each girl scoped out the
others. Laura was a tall girl with dark blond hair. Being the oldest of the
group by a few months, her breasts were slightly larger than Jess' and
quite a bit bigger than Christine's. The other two girls were intrigued by
Laura's crotch, which was completely shaved; neither of them had seen a
shaved pussy before in real life. Jess was a brunette with a bush to match,
similar in build to Laura, but with smaller breasts; however, what she
lacked in tits, she made up for in her fantastic ass. Even as an
eighth-grader, she had caught high school boys checking out her rear at the
mall. Christine stood shyly in front of the other girls, her small breasts
topped with nipples that were erect with excitement. Jess was very
intrigued with her young friend's red pubic hair; something about the red
hair really turned her on.
After sizing one another up, Laura took the initiative, settling back
against the head board and parting her legs. Jess pulled up Laura's desk
chair and sat down, while Christine positioned herself at the foot of the
bed. Soon, all inhibitions were gone as each girl made no effort to hide
the frantic action between her legs. Jess was trying to be as casual as
the other two, but her secret desires were catching up to her and she was
finding it hard to stay calm; she couldn't deny that her two friends were
hot!
Under the circumstances, Jess was moving much quicker than the other two.
Laura and Christine were still rubbing the outside of their young pussy
lips when Jess first inserted two fingers into her vagina and started
massaging her throbbing clit with her thumb. Christine followed suit, as
did Laura, who also began rubbing her tits with her free hand. Jess allowed
her silent thoughts to roam free. As long as she had been fantasizing about
her friends, she had only imagined them masturbating together, as they were
now doing. Now, she began picturing them doing other things the women in
the magazine had done; she imagined Laura on her knees, eating Christine's
young cunt. She pictured the three of them eating each other out
simultaneously.
On and on went the horny teen's thoughts until she could hold it back no
longer. She began to moan softly and couldn't stop herself, moaning on and
on until the last waves of her climax subsided. Christine was not far
behind; her orgasm began just as Jess' subsided. Laura, however, had more
restraint. She continued fingering her pussy and playing with her breasts
for another two or three minutes before she started moaning (not too
softly) and experienced her own orgasm.
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