ABCS
Copyright© 2024 by Jersey Judge
Chapter 42: First Coupon Redemption
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 42: First Coupon Redemption - A story of four friends on the tennis team who refer to themselves as the “ABCS” who discover their love of voyeurism, exhibitionism, mutual masturbation, and discovery.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft ft/ft mt/mt Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Incest Brother Sister Spanking Group Sex Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
Becky went into the house and said “hi” to her parents and went upstairs. Tommy’s bedroom door was closed. She almost jumped out of her skin when it opened suddenly as she walked past.
“I have to...” he started but then stepped back and gave her the once over in her sundress. She remembered she left without him seeing it on her. She twirled so he could see all of it.
“Do you like it?” She asked, demurely.
“Holy fuck. You look amazing in that.” He could see she wasn’t wearing a bra. He glanced down at her waist and raised his eyebrows. She reached into her purse and pulled out her cheekie panties and spun them on her finger.
“You’re killing me. But come on into my room. I have something to tell you.”
She went in and sat on his bed as he sat in his gaming chair. “What’s up?”
“Do you remember the day the team gave me my reward?”
She smiled and leaned forward. “Yeah. That was a lot of fun.”
“Do you remember at the end when I offered a coupon to everyone as a thank you to be redeemed for anything at any time?”
Becky thought for a moment and then nodded when she remembered.
“After you left to go shopping with Sam and Cindy, I got a text requesting to redeem the coupon.”
Becky jumped up. “WHAT!??!?! WHO!?!?!?!”
Tommy laughed and put his palms up. “I’ll tell you everything if you can keep it together.”
Becky sat back down. “Yes, everything.”
Tommy grinned. “But first, tell me about your day.”
Becky reached back and grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
“Fair is fair, sister of mine.”
Becky pouted. “OK, but you have to tell me who it was and then I’ll tell you about my day.” She leaned forward and whispered, “I even have some video.”
“Even better!” Tommy rubbed his hands together.
Becky tried to look mean by furrowing her brow. “Out with it, who?”
Tommy smirked, “Nay...”
“Huh. I would not have thought she would be the first. I guess...”
“ ... and Heather.”
Becky’s eyes were saucers and her jaw dropped comically. She jumped up and before she could yell or scream, Tommy looked panicked and put a finger up to his lips and shushed her.
Becky nodded and leaned next to him and whispered in his ear.
“One and then the other?” She leaned back.
Tommy shook his head and whispered back, “At the same time.”
Becky slumped back on the bed, momentarily flashing her bush at him. “No. Fucking. Way.” She said, almost to herself. She looked at him and saw he was looking between her legs and she realized what must have happened. She smiled and slowly pulled the hem up until she had exposed half of her bush and then lowered it again.
“In full disclosure,” Tommy admitted, “I tried to look at your boobs when you leaned in but the fit of the top of that sundress is perfect: loose enough to give a voyeur hope, tight enough to hide the goods.”
Becky smiled as she sat up. “Well, now that the teasing effect of my top has been realized, let’s free the girls.” She put her arms through the spaghetti straps and lowered her top, exposing her breasts. Tommy grinned which made Becky warm.
“Should we shut the door?”
“No. We’ll hear them coming this way and won’t have to explain why it was closed. And then there’s the sense of danger!”
Tommy laughed. “You’re the boss.”
“And now the story of the three girls and their naughty shopping trip.” Becky said in a voice like a librarian was about to start reading time.
She didn’t reveal what happened in the other kitchens that morning with Sam and Cindy and their brothers. She believed those were their stories to tell. She went through Sam’s decision to head to a mall some distance away for anonymity and showed each video of their flashing when she got to that part of the story. Tommy lamented that while he saw Cindy’s breasts at the register, he didn’t get to see Sam and Becky’s butts during their flash. Becky glared at him and then looked down at her exposed chest and back up at him. He laughed and put his hands up in a surrender pose. “Greedy, I know.”
Becky’s glare turned to a smile. “I’m sure Sam would show you her butt any time you ask.”
“You know, I bet you’re right. Is there more to the story?”
“Oh yeah.” Becky put her phone down and related what happened when she made the decision that the mall was not ideal for a flashing adventure and then what transpired in the ice cream shop.
Tommy was shocked. “You talked the two of them into flashing in the short time you were in the store?”
Becky nodded. “I don’t think it would have happened if they didn’t have the hots for each other.” Becky paused. “You know, I think it was more that we have them permission to do it rather than persuading them.”
“And then you headed home?”
Becky giggled. “Cindy and I had a semi-naked tickle fight in the back seat but that was it right up until you scared the shit out of me when you suddenly opened your door.”
“Thanks for telling me and showing me the videos. Sounds like it was a fun day for the three of you.”
Becky turned serious and said, “Your turn.”
Just then they heard their mom’s voice from downstairs. “Dinner in five minutes, you two.”
“Got it.” Tommy called back. They both smirked as they had jumped in surprise when they heard their mom.
Becky stood up and bent down towards Tommy. She cupped his face in her hands. “You have to promise to tell me tonight!”
“Absolutely.”
“Good.” She kissed him on the nose and then stepped back and took her sundress off, put her arms up in a naked “ta-da” pose and then turned and headed to her room.
Tommy got downstairs first and Becky followed soon after. He studied her carefully and it was apparent that she had a bra on under her t-shirt and a VPL (visible panty line) made it evident she was not commando under her shorts. He’d have to remember to ask her about that.
Dinner was uneventful. Tommy got a charge out of listening to Becky’s clean version of her shopping trip. In turn, Becky was interested in how Tommy described his day as “helping out some friends from school.”
Becky was desperate to get the story from Tommy but there was a soccer match on and the entire family usually watched the matches together. Becky made the best of it, even making popcorn at halftime. When the match was over, Tommy made his exit first, mentioning something about gaming. Becky hung out a little while longer, answering questions her mom and dad had about the state championships and how she was feeling about it. She got excited about it and had a good time with the conversation. Finally, she said her good nights and headed upstairs.
She went to her room first, and texted her brother. “How do you want to do this?”
Tommy thought for a moment and texted: “Are you comfortable doing it in my room? Or would you rather FaceTime?”
Becky got up and headed to Tommy’s room. She shut her door behind her and lightly tapped on his. When she heard him say “come in” she entered and locked the door behind her this time. She walked over and sat facing him, cross-legged on his bed. He swung his chair around to face her.
“Ready for the story?”
Becky squeezed her eyes closed, balled up her fists, and looking at the ceiling, said “I CAN’T WAIT!” through gritted teeth.
Tommy snort-laughed and nodded. “First, what’s up with all the clothes you have on?”
Becky’s face broke into a devilish grin. “If this story is half as hot as I think it is going to be, I wanted it to take a while before I was naked and pleasuring myself.”
This shocked Tommy but he was able to respond, “OK then.”
“Out with it Thomas. All the details.”
Tommy nodded. “When I got out of the shower, you had left so I hung around my room for a while, and due to the bad influence of my sister, took a while before I put any clothes on. Right when I was thinking about what I might be doing and what clothes I would need to do it with, my phone buzzed. I picked it up thinking it might be you and a little excited that I might be able to send you a naked selfie.”
“Excellent thought. Keep that in mind for next time. Do go on.”
“I picked it up and the message was, ‘This is Nay from the tennis team.’”
Tommy: Hey there, what’s up?
Nay: Remember how you offered a coupon to all of us when we had our reward session with you?
Tommy: Yup
Nay: Heather and I would like to collect
Tommy: You first and then her?
Nay: Together. Same time.
“It was at this point that I had to sit down. Eight of you at a time seemed more manageable than just two.”
Becky nodded. “And you said yes.”
I texted, “Not what I had intended but I’m game. Where and when?”
Nay: We are at my house. When can you get here?
“I had to think for a moment and realized I was going to have to bike over there. I asked her to drop a pin so I could look. GPS said fifteen minutes so I told her I would be there in a half an hour.”
“Deciding what to wear?”
“Ha! That and building more courage.”
Becky nodded for him to continue.
“I headed over and parked my bike in the back yard. Before I could knock on the door, it opened and the two of them were standing there in bathing suit cover-ups with nothing underneath. They beckoned me in and we went into the TV room. They had spread blankets on the floor and there were pillows and towels.”
“Sounds like they were set up for the main event.”
“Indeed. They stopped me at the door and it went like this:”
“We’d like you to do all sorts of things to us,” Nay began, “but nothing that makes you uncomfortable.”
I nodded.
“In fact, we may have to tell you to stop because we haven’t done everything we have in mind.” Heather added.
“Still OK with me.” I told them.
“Cool.” Heather said. “Can we undress you?”
“I nodded again and stood there not knowing what to do. They knelt down and unlaced my running shoes and I put my hand on their shoulders to steady myself as they lifted each foot in turn and slipped them off. After sliding my socks off, they moved in front of me and unsnapped my shorts and pulled the zipper down. They each grabbed a side and slipped them down and I stepped out of them. My cock was tenting the front of my boxers and then friction on the tip of my cock was excruciating. Nay pulled the front elastic out and Heather grabbed the back and they slid them down and off.”
Becky giggled.
“What?”
“Now you were standing there in just your polo shirt?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m picturing you as Winnie the Pooh! Shirt but no pants!” and she giggled some more.
Tommy smiled. “I suppose so but not for long.”
At this point, Becky reached up and behind under her t-shirt and unclasped her bra and did that thing where she pulled it out of one of the arms of her shirt without taking the shirt off.
“Please continue.” She said as she absentmindedly rubbed her breasts over her shirt.
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