Chapter 2: Sleepover at Sharon’s

One evening I was over at Sharon’s house for a sleepover along with my best friend Beth and some of Sharon’s friends that I really didn’t know all that well. Still, they seemed like they were fun to be with and none of them appeared to be very shy. Like right from the beginning we all decided that since it was a sleepover we should be in our nighties. As we started to undress I couldn’t help but check out the other girls. As usual, I felt a little bit embarrassed. Why was it that I was always last in line when it came to body development? I mean like Beth’s boobs were already spilling out of her size B bra (she should’ve been wearing a C if you asked me). Then there was me, barely qualified for a training bra. OK, so I never even owned one but that’s not the point!

The other girls’ boobs all fell somewhere in between but much to my chagrin I could see that yet again mine were obviously the smallest. As the panties came off my face burned red as my boobs weren’t the only area where I was the slowest to develop. It just wasn’t fair how some of the girls already had a crotch covered by thick lush pubic hair. A couple of them even had enough to trim and even then still had more hair than I did and I’d never touched mine other than trimming the edges so it didn’t stick out of my bikini or shorts. Who could blame me for being a little bit depressed?

Sharon was the only one with a shaved pussy and a couple of the girls commented on it. She just grinned and reveled being in the spotlight. She ended up making not-so-subtle comments about how her boyfriend liked it that way. Yeah right ... Sharon was a bit of a slut so I imagined it was more than just her boyfriend who enjoyed the view, more like half the guys in school!

All of us had brought little nighties which didn’t cover much. It wasn’t like we were trying to be flirty or suggestive, they were just fun to wear. Normally at home I slept nude so I figured that if I was going to have to wear something to bed it may as well be the next best thing to being naked. Some of the girls commented on how it was fun to wear something a little naughty after always having to wear pajamas or night shirts that covered everything. None of them even mentioned sleeping nude at home so I kept my mouth shut so they wouldn’t get any wrong ideas. It was as simple as my parents sleeping nude all my life and my mom finally relenting and allowing me to do the same. Out of the bedroom we all wore clothes but my mom had warned me that most people aren’t able to make a distinction.

After my initial embarrassment it made me feel better when several of the girls commented on how much they loved the nightie I’d brought. It was a sheer pink baby doll that had a single tie in the front along with the flimsiest little lace panties. Wearing it was like was wearing nothing but air. I smiled as I tried to imagine their reactions had they known it was my own father who had picked it out for me just a few weeks earlier! This was the first time I’d worn it since modeling it for him after he gave it to me. It didn’t hide anything but then it wasn’t like he didn’t know what I looked like naked. Besides, I was just modeling it for him so he could take some pictures of me, not like I was seducing him or anything kinky or weird.

Looking around at the other girls, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for one girl who had brought along her cotton shortie pajamas! I felt even worse for her when she turned beet red after she saw what the rest of us were wearing, muttering something about how she thought it was supposed to be a “pajama” party. Sharon was such a sweet host! She went over and hugged her and then told her not to worry after which she went to her dresser and pulled out one of her spare nighties for the poor girl to wear. Even though it was one of her more conservative ones her friend seemed to appreciate the offer. Peer pressure amongst teenage girls can be a powerful force!

Once we’d changed we ran around the house for the rest of the night in nothing but our nighties. Even Sharon’s mom got in on the act and I had to say, she looked pretty hot. Hers wasn’t nearly as sheer as most of ours but it was made of smooth satin that outlined her large breasts like it was Saran Wrap such that her nipples were plainly popping through. Fortunately she still had the figure to look good in it so it wasn’t gross or anything like that. Usually she was so conservative so I was a little surprised she would wear something so revealing, especially given Steve and his younger brother were home as well.

Speaking of whom, even though Steve was home it didn’t seem to bother anyone, certainly not me or Sharon or even her mom apparently! Most young teenage girls are natural flirts anyway and we all had a great time finding new ways to tease the poor boy. Once Sharon spilled the beans that I was dating her brother, the flirting only increased, as much to tease me I think than him. Knowing Steve as intimately as I now did, I was pretty darn sure he was getting hornier by the minute which was just fine with me as I knew it meant he was going to be good and ready to fuck me the next time we were alone. I even found myself starting to rub myself at one point when I was thinking about him but managed to catch myself before anyone noticed. It was one thing to masturbate openly at home where nobody cared but quite another to do it in front of a bunch of girls my age, most of whom I didn’t even know all that well.

At one point Steve pulled me aside and whispered in my ear, “Damn Kelly, seeing all you girls in those see-thru nighties is driving me crazy. Shit, I don’t know how much of this I can take. I think my fucking balls are gonna explode!”

For just an instant an image of his balls swelling and bursting ran through my head and I couldn’t help but laugh which Steve took entirely the wrong way.

“Hey girl, it’s not funny. Haven’t you ever heard of blue balls?” he whined, “Shit, if I don’t do something to release it soon I don’t know what’s going to happen and I’ll be damn if I am going to masturbate when your hot little cunt is right down the hall.”

My grin only got larger. I loved it when my boyfriend got so horny and hot which meant I knew he would do anything to have me. The only problem was that it also meant he wouldn’t last long before cumming. Still, if we DID do something now I knew we wouldn’t have much time anyway so what the heck, why not go for it? If we had more time I knew he’d recover almost instantly so it seemed to be a win-win for me!

“Oh well ... and just what do you expect little ol’ ME to do about it?” I teased him coyly. For sure I already had a good idea of what the answer would be but it was fun to tease him all the same.

“Damn it Kelly, stop being a little cockteaser just once ... you know exactly what I want you to do about it!”