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A Sleepover With Tammy Chapter 2 free porn video
For a boy to wake up with three beautiful girls all snuggled around me, I
was in heaven. Okay, I did sleep on the floor with some sleeping bags
wrapped around. And I was wearing a bra and panties with Tammy's Hannah
Montana nightgown twisted around my body. I tried to unwrap myself as
quietly as possible so I didn't wake the girls, but Tammy was already
awake and staring at me. "You should have washed your makeup off before
you went to sleep, Jamie."
I stood myself up and fixed the nightgown so I wouldn't be indecent, but
Tammy just reached her hand up my nightgown anyway and patted me on the
panties. "Cute undies!" she said, knowing full well that she was the one
that bought them for me. I couldn't think of anything else to say but
Thank You!
I went into the restroom and relieved myself, remembering to sit as a
girl should. I washed my hands and left the bathroom. Tammy was standing
there next in line. I was surprised she didn't just come in like we'd
done the night before. I went into the kitchen and Miss Johnson had
already started making pancakes for breakfast. "You should have washed
off your makeup before you went to sleep, Jamie." Miss Johnson told me
she'd make sure she'd show me how sometime during the day.
"Miss Johnson," I started speaking, "I can't find my overnight bag, and
it had all my clothes and stuff in it."
"Oh, you won't need that today," she replied. "We've got a busy day and
since you're here with us, you'll be joining us for our planned
activities." Tammy walked into the kitchen and kissed her mother on the
cheek. "Dance class at 9:00, Mother?" she asked. "Just like every other
Saturday since time began, Tammy!" "Jamie, would you go wake Leah and
Cindy and tell them to get their butts in gear?" Miss Johnson giggled a
little as I walked out of the kitchen. "And get your butt in gear by
wiggling it a little!"
I gave my bottom a bit of a girlish wiggle and went to wake the girls.
They were cuddled against each other and I hated to wake them, but I
stood over them in my nightgown, like a big sister. "Hey! Sleepyheads!
Wake up. Miss Johnson has pancakes ready and tells me we have a busy day
ahead. The girls both got up and went into the bathroom together. I could
hear one brushing her teach and the other on the toilet. It was kind of
weird thinking that I was so much a part of the happening of a girl's
routines, like being in a place I didn't belong, but felt comfortable
just the same. I found a pair of Tammy's fluffy slippers and put them on,
walking back into the kitchen and practicing wiggling my butt a little
more.
While we were eating breakfast, Miss Johnson went to her room to change.
Tammy told me that I'd be a part of the dance classes this morning, but
not to worry as I wasn't expected to dance or anything. But I would be
wearing a leotard and wrap skirt. She reminded me that I already had some
white tights to wear and I'd just borrow one of her costumes. She told me
I'd be one of the actresses around the Christmas tree and to pretend I
was excited about being a Clara's birthday party. Miss Johnson came out
wearing a black leotard with pink seamed tights, and her ballet slippers.
She was carrying a skirt and hung it on a chair so she wouldn't forget it
when we were about to leave.
It was about 8:30 and all of the sudden, the girls all started jumping
around, cleaning up the kitchen, running into the bathroom, picking up
the sleeping bags and starting to get themselves ready for ballet class.
I didn't see too much the night before as the girls got themselves ready
for bed, but this morning, all three of them had no problems getting
themselves naked in front of me. I noticed that they didn't wear panties
while they pulled up their tights. Tammy threw a leotard at me and told
me to put it on. I was going to leave the panties I was wearing on but
Leah told me that the panties would show under the leotard and tights so
just take them off. I removed the panties and the girls giggled a little,
but not so much as to hurt my self-esteem. I found the tights on Tammy's
bed and rolled them as Tammy had instructed me. I was watching the girls
anyway so figured out how to keep the seams straight and how to pull up
the tights without damaging them.
I still had my bra on and Cindy came up and sat next to me on the bed.
She took the leotard from me and turned it inside out, explaining that I
couldn't wear my pretty bra because the straps would show. She showed me
that Tammy's leotard had a shelf bra (a built-in bra, pretty cool, huh?)
So she helped me to take off my bra and had me step into the leotard.
Tammy had some stick on falsies that she said I could use to build up my
breasts a little. Cindy helped me by putting some of the adhesive on the
back of the falsies and centering them correctly on my chest. I can tell
you that I was definitely feeling a little girlish at this moment.
Again, things started picking up and the girls were stuffing their
overnight bags with their pajamas and yesterday's clothes. The room
looked terrific and we still had a few minutes to spare. We all walked
together toward the kitchen where Miss Johnson was stepping into her
skirt and we were ready to go.
We all piled into the car wearing our leotards and tutus. I called them
skirts but Cindy insisted they were tutus. We discussed the difference on
the way to the dance practice. Miss Johnson and four girls piled out of
the car when we reached our destination. At least it looked like four
girls. All the other girls standing at the door waiting for Miss Johnson
to arrive would have assumed it was four girls, anyway. With my new pixy
cut, the way I was dressed, and still wearing a little of the makeup I'd
worn (mistakenly) the night before, none of those girls would have
thought anything different. Leah, Cindy, and Tammy all made sure to call
me Jamie all morning. Even Miss Johnson played along and allowed me to
join the girls in the dressing room and girl's restroom.
I pointed out to Tammy that one of the younger girls was wearing a panty
and I was glad that I didn't make that mistake. Tammy told me to tell the
little girl that we didn't need to wear panties with our tights. She told
me that unless a girl was having her period, the tights were just fine.
She reminded me that I didn't have to tell the little girl that, but this
was something else I didn't know about. I told the younger girl that I'd
noticed she was wearing panties and told her that she didn't need to
because her tights and leotard were like her underwear. She just thanked
me and ran over to her friends. I could tell she was a little
embarrassed, and I knew the other little girls asked what I'd told her. I
could see all the little girls looking at each other's butts and asking
if they could see each other's panties.
So that's how I ended up on my Saturday morning, practicing for the
Christmas ballet "The Nutcracker." I knew nothing of the story and Tammy
was right that I wouldn't have to dance or anything. Miss Johnson asked
me to play one of the girls attending the birthday party and she gave me
a little costume to put on. I was just one of the girls in the dressing
room, putting on a costume and fixing my makeup. Of course the prima
ballerinas got most of the room. I was just one of the chorus girls, but
I didn't mind. I watched them as they changed their costumes. I sat with
Miss Johnson as she directed the different dance scenes. I helped many of
the younger girls with their costumes. I learned quickly how to pin up
hair and put little tiaras in the girl's hair. I helped the little girls
with lipsticks and rouge. I even spritzed a couple girls with perfume as
they giggled out the door. They said it smelled like sweat in the
dressing room and I didn't disagree.
We practiced for a couple of hours. Cindy's mother picked her up around
12:30. We hugged each other and Miss Johnson introduced me as Jamie, one
of Tammy's cousins. It was the same with Leah's mother. Again, Leah and I
hugged and told each other how much fun we had at Tammy's sleep over.
After all the other girls had left, Tammy and I had to sweep the floor
and Miss Johnson did some paperwork in her office. We still wore our
leotards and skirts and it was getting a little warm. We still had a
little time so Tammy took me back to the dressing room and we fixed up
our makeup. I showed Tammy all the things I'd learned that morning while
helping the little girls with their makeup and watching the prima
ballerinas fixing their hair and powdering their noses. I actually had a
lot of fun.
Tammy went into the restroom for a while and I asked her if she was okay.
She yelled from the stall that it was just her monthly curse, which I had
no understanding of. I asked her if there was anything I could do and she
laughed. She exited the restroom a few minutes later and told me I had a
lot to learn about women. And here I thought I was an expert already.
Miss Johnson took us to a local McDonalds for lunch but we just got
salads and a diet soda. Tammy looked at me and told me there was no way
in the world anyone would think I was a boy at this moment. She even gave
me a little peck on my cheek and giggled as she wiped away the lipstick
mark she'd left behind.
While we drove home, I asked Tammy about my overnight bag, because I
really needed some clothes to wear. "What, like you're walking around
naked?" Miss Johnson laughed as she said that. I let the issue drop as I
could tell I wasn't getting very far asking for my boy things. When we
got home, Tammy and I went into her room and Miss Johnson asked her to
take care of the laundry. "Strip," she demanded as she closed her door.
We've got delicates and dancewear first, bed sheets and towels, pants and
dresses, then whites last. I looked at her like she was nuts. "But I
don't have anything to wear" I complained.
She told me I was such a girl. She pulled out a pretty cotton panty from
her dresser and a pair of shorty shorts. She also got me a matching bra
and a top. This time she didn't help me with the bra but watched as I
struggled with it for a few moments. It wasn't like rocket science and I
soon figured how to hook the eyelet hooks on the back. "Good job, Jamie,
and without even looking!" she complemented me.
We walked through the house collecting dirty clothes and piled them into
bundles. It was weird seeing my white tights and bra and panty set in
with the pile of laundry that needed to be done. I also saw the leotards
and tights that Miss Johnson and Tammy wore. There were some other
women's delicates but I was not uncomfortable about helping pick those
things up and put them in the washing machine. Tammy taught me about the
soap and delicate settings. We went back into her room and she started
explaining about girls and their periods. When she pulled out the tampons
and the pantiliners, I think my eyes were as big as elephants. I'd never
known about these things and Mother had no reason to tell me about them.
Tammy started telling me about the cramps she had experienced earlier in
the day, and then surprised me by punching me in the stomach. Not so hard
that I couldn't breathe or anything like that, but just enough so that I
did have cramps for a while. She showed me how to put a pantiliner in my
panties and that I should never flush them down the toilet as they'd
block up the toilet and how embarrassing that would be.
She explained to me that when a girl is in her period, she has to use
tampons and pantiliners and that's when a girl might wear a panty with
her leotard. She showed me some of the many different kinds of panties
and explained that the reason they had all this underwear is because they
have different needs then boys. She showed me about girdles and low cut
panties and thongs. It was actually quite interesting as I'd never known
all this about girls before and now I was getting my own private lessons
from my best friend in the entire world.
Miss Johnson walked by the room and noticed the box of Tampax out. "And
now Jamie knows everything about girls and their periods?" she asked
Tammy. Tammy explained that she started hers this morning just as
scheduled and Miss Johnson shook her head a little and moved on. She
didn't seem like it bothered her that Tammy was teaching me about all
this girl stuff, but after a girls' sleep over, I guess I should know a
whole lot more about girls than most of the boys I know. We took a couple
of hours to complete the laundry. It wasn't too bad, though I did have to
help by hanging some of the things on the line. Leotards and towels are
one thing, but panties and bras are a little embarrassing. Tammy showed
me that we hang the towels and sheets on the outside so nobody could see
our delicates hanging on the inside. One again, another little trick
about womanhood I was unaware of.
After all the things were hanging on the line, Tammy suggested we sunbath
for a while. I told her I didn't bring my swimsuit, and once again, Tammy
laughed and informed me she had plenty of swimsuits and not to 'get my
panties all in a bunch.'
We went into her room and she opened a dresser drawer with some
swimsuits. All two-piece, of course. She handed me a pink flutter bikini
bottom and a halter style pink top. She started undressing and then
stepped into a multicolored floral bikini bottom and a matching triangle
top. She didn't mind showing me that there are some pantiliners that are
a little smaller so she could use one of those if she was wearing a
swimsuit. She wasn't going to demonstrate how to insert a tampon, but I
did notice the string hanging from her privates. She made sure nobody
could see the string, grabbed a couple of towels and we headed out the
door to a grassy area on the lawn. She asked me to lotion her up first,
and then she did the same for me. I didn't realize how touchy girls are,
but it was fun and we enjoyed sunning ourselves for a while. Tammy had
brought out some magazines and we read articles and talked to each other.
It seemed there was a lot more that we could talk about now that I was
dressed up like a girl. I'd thought we talked about everything and now I
found a whole new world of things that we could discuss.
Miss Johnson brought us out some iced tea after a while and warned us not
to get burned. She felt the clothing hanging on the line and said about
20 more minutes before everything was dry.
"So this is how a girl spends her Saturday afternoons?" I asked.
"Well, it's either this, homework, or shopping, and we usually go
shopping. But Mother had a lot of work to do at home, so for this week,
this is a usual Saturday for us."
We laughed and chatted more about some of the articles we'd read in the
magazines. I won't bore you with details, but it was mostly about clothes
and makeup. Tammy would say that she liked a nail polish, or I'd show her
a dress that I thought was pretty. She pointed out a Tampax ad and said,
"Welcome to womanhood!"
We soon collected the clothing off the line, made the beds, and ironed
some wrinkles out. Tammy pulled out my overnight bag and put my new
panties and bra and tights in the bag. Miss Johnson informed us about
dinner time that there was a movie at the local theatre she was
interested in seeing so we got ourselves cleaned up. Tammy showed me how
to remove makeup and reapply and we did our nails as we waited for Miss
Johnson. She said we both looked terrific and we wiggled our butts out
the door, toward the car to watch some chick flick at the local theater.
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