Sandy
Copyright© 2021 by Bronte Follower
Chapter 3
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Sandy's story, as imparted to her family. While reading Beth first would be a bit helpful and provide context, it's not necessary, although the juxtaposition of past and present in Sandy will be more decipherable with at least some exposure to Beth. The Beth story will see references to Sandy's story.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including ft/ft Teenagers Consensual Lesbian Fiction Indian Female
Keya asked, “Truth or Dare, Sandy?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to exchange your pajamas for a shirt and panty for the night and you have to change in this room.”
Sandy hesitated while staring into Keya’s eyes. After a couple seconds, she closed her eyes and exhaled. She nodded. She climbed out of her bed and walked to her dresser, extracting an old t-shirt. She paused after she had opened her panty drawer and thought furiously for a few seconds. She closed the drawer, reopened her t-shirt drawer, replaced the old shirt for a different one, after which she picked out a panty, a skimpier panty.
With her back to the bed, she unbuttoned her pajama shirt and began spreading the tails. She paused as she closed her eyes. Her jaw set, though, and she opened her eyes to more determination. She removed the top with more confidence, then slid the bottoms down her thin legs. Keeping her back to her audience, she tilted her head a bit onto her back and closed her eyes, seeming to revel in the feelings in exposing the back of her naked body to her best friends. She stepped out of the bottoms, stood motionless – almost posing – for a few seconds, then reached for her panty. Sandy shook her head minutely, then grabbed the shirt and donned it.
She stood there in her cropped t-shirt with her ass exposed to her ... girlfriends. The blonde-haired, attractive girl then picked her panty off the dresser’s top. She picked her left foot off the floor and bent over a bit, realizing that she was pushing her butt toward her friends. With her left foot in the panty, Sandy pulled it up enough so that she could repeat the process with her right foot and leg. Although she didn’t hurry to get her panty pulled up and on, she didn’t dawdle, either, eventually standing upright, then turning to her audience, her face warm.
Beth and Keya responded with constrained applause and huge grins.
“Oh, god,” she said quietly, tilting her head onto her back, looking at the ceiling. As she brought her head back down and looked at her friends, her pretty friends, she may have been only partly aware that her body was reveling in the experience, the excitement of exposing herself to her friends and them appreciating it. Greatly appreciating it.
As Sandy got herself moving back to the bed, Beth said, “You couldn’t have picked sexier ... bedwear? I mean, that top shows your entire tummy and I’ll bet that panty doesn’t weigh even an ounce!”
“Ahh. The seeds of exhibitionism are sown,” Carol said, a loving smile on her face.
“Yes. That was the first time I had chosen to be naked in front of others. I think I wasn’t fully aware of my thoughts or how I was feeling, but I certainly felt a bit ... exhilarated. Excited. It was ... nebulous in my mind at that point, but that may well have been when I first began considering my best friends in a truly sexual manner.”
“This is a great story, Mom, and makes me sort of wish that my sexual introduction was a bit more like it, less ... all-or-nothing, as it were.” Beth turned to Rhee and said, “I don’t, at all, have any regrets about how we started, Rhee.” She turned to Heather and added, “Or how we started, but this gradual buildup seems ... nice. It reminds me that I’ve had some regrets about how quickly we went from having a shirts-optional policy in the house to Gracey, Liya, and Heather inducted into the family with nearly full ... access. I don’t know how Dad would have felt about it, but I think it would have been fun to have the ... titillation of weeks of the occasional presence of five teenaged girls running around the house wearing only panties.”
“Oh, god,” Dad and Sandy moaned at once.
Sandy responded, “You may be right. I certainly would have loved that. However, I was in my abominable manipulating-my-family time, and I couldn’t see straight, couldn’t see how I was behaving, treating my family. Gracey, Liya, Heather, I apologize again. Had I not been so blinded by my ultimate goal, I would have greatly enjoyed a couple weeks, even a couple months of you five girls getting Charlie hard in his boxer-briefs. That would have been so satisfying watching Charlie try without success from responding to you five, to watching you hug him with that large hard-on in his shorts. I was such a fool.”
“Mom,” Liya gently said, “we’ve forgiven you for that. However, now that you’ve mentioned it, we girls probably would have found that ... wonderfully exciting, mashing our breasts into his bare chest, feeling his cock through his undies on our tummies ... no doubt, with you watching avidly. Oh, god!”
“Settle down, children,” Carol said laughingly. “We’re here now, where we are, and cannot have a real do-over. Howeverrrr...,” she drew out, “we might consider something like a minor regression in our clothing state in the future should ... a particular situation suggest it.”
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