Our mouths opened in unison and my tongue touched hers, coy, exploring. I let her knee slide through my legs and she moved it up against me. I pushed ...down a little onto it as my tongue slid deeper into her mouth and our kiss deepened. My hands roamed across her young body, such smooth and firm skin. I found her breast beneath my hand and its nipple firm, urgent, wanting. ‘Oh fuck me, please’ she breathed softly, turning over onto her back. ‘Show me what it’s really like’. I turned too,. From captain of the cheerleaders to class president, she was the queen. She was also quite a looker. So naturally my inclination was to adore her. She took advantage of this in that I became her guinea pig.By the time she was fifteen, and I was thirteen, we had a few sexual episodes prompted by her curiosity…of course, I was too. Not that I had actually had intercourse with her, except in my mind. But we had evolved to stripping naked in front of each other and masturbating. Once she even let. We also had a few guests with us, some of our usual party crew: Andy and Margo, Greg and Kim, Sean and Pam, our little French cuties who worked with Cindy – Chloe and Zoé, Kate Kenworthy or Kat Kitt – our favorite stripper at the Club, Don – a solo male since Edie had to go off to a five-day retreat over the weekend for her work, and Steve – Sheila’s old fuck buddy who looked like Fabio and had hair longer than most of the women. Our whole family was also present: Carter, Deke, Ryan, Mike,. Kathy made a too-late frantic grab at Jill's shoulder to prevent it...Carla and Jessica walked out of the bedroom holding hands. With the TV muted, Fred could hear the bedroom door open, so was already looking in that direction. Although the women had been sleeping nude with him, the sight of them in identical pale-red, almost sheer negligées got his attention in a hurry."Oh, look at that," Brenda exclaimed in his mind.Baby, I don't... "Don't start again with that crap," Brenda warned.You sure?.