Chapter 2

That next day in school was almost impossible to bear. Every class had me staring into space thinking of Kim and Cindy in different scenarios. By the end of the school day, I had come up with a hundred possibilities for what happened that day Kim had started telling me about. Even as we walked home, I was quietly daydreaming of these two beautiful girls.

"Did you hear me?" she asked.

"Uhh · I'm sorry Kim, I was just thinking about something."

"Yeah? What? Anything good I should know about?"

I felt my face flush as she asked the question and knew I must have been a bright shade of red. "Uh, no, not really."

"You can't fool me, brother-of-mine. You're thinking about me and Cindy and wondering what happened. Aren't you?"

"I can't help it Kim. The way you left me yesterday - on the verge of imagining the two most beautiful girls in school naked with each other - has had me goin' crazy ever since."

"Oh really? The 'two most beautiful girls in school', huh?"

"Got that right. Small boobs and all!" With that she punched in me in the shoulder playfully.

"Well, if you were paying attention, you'd know that I was asking if you still wanted to talk about it."

"Of course I do. I went to sleep last night and woke up this morning straining my shorts if you know what I mean. All day in school I haven't been able to pay attention. I'm just about dying of curiosity."

We had just then arrived at our home. "Good, I've been thinking about it too. Why don't you get us a couple of Cokes?" she said as she went into the family room.

I came in all of thirty seconds later with two drinks and sat down next to her on the couch. "Don't you want to talk about this upstairs?" I asked.

"No, this is good," then she turned and leaned back against the arm of the couch and put her feet in my lap. "Well, as I told you yesterday, I was over her house a couple of weeks ago and we were getting ready to go to the mall, but wanted to change out of our uniforms first. I was down to my bra and panties when Cindy asked for help with her bra clasp because her arm was hurt. She said she wanted to changed her underwear too. So I undid her clasp and she dropped her bra and took off her panties. When she stood back up, she looked at me and asked if I liked the kind of underwear she wore. Of course, I told her I did, but that Mom was so old fashioned that she only bought me the plain stuff."

"What do you mean? What kind does she wear?" I asked.

"Well, Cindy has always worn more colorful underwear as long as I can remember. But this year she started wearing stuff that's all lacy and silky and stuff like that. She explained to me that she told her mother it makes her feel better about herself being pretty underneath. Anyway, she came over to me and said, 'Why don't you try some of mine.' She went on to explain that she really likes it because it makes her feel so sexy to wear nice stuff underneath and that she loved the fact that no one knew she looked so sexy under her school uniform. I said I wasn't sure, but she just came over to me and said it would be fun. Then she said, 'Now take this off' and reached for the shoulder straps of my bra. I just stood there and let her take them down. She pulled them down so that my boobs were uncovered and then she reached around behind me with both arms to undo the clasp. To reach around she had to get close and our boobs were touching. I don't know whose nipples were harder, hers or mine. She had a little trouble because she was used to the clasp being behind her and I guess it was backwards to her, so she kinda stepped to the side and looked over my shoulder. When she did this, her boob pushed harder into mine and I could feel her hairs down there tickling me here." Then Kim motioned to her thigh almost at her hip.

"So she was undressing you?" I asked dumbfounded.

"Let me tell you what happened," she answered.

"Okay."

"Well, yeah, I guess, that much she undressed me. Then she looked through her drawer and found something, but didn't pull it out. Instead she just turned and looked at me kinda funny and asked if I wanted to look real sexy. 'What do you mean?' I asked her. 'Well, I have this set I love, but it's not the right color for me.' Then she pulled out two bras and two panties. 'I bought these first, ' she said as she put down a light brown bra & panty set that looked completely see through. 'But they looked terrible on me because of my light skin and the store wouldn't take them back · Then I saw these and bought them.' Then she put down the exact same thing, but in red. 'Whenever I wear these, I feel sexy all day · Let's wear them.' "

"Did you?" I asked.

"Down boy, I'm getting to that. Well, she held the bra up to my boobs and told me that it looked so much better on me with my darker skin. 'Come on, we can secretly be dressed like twins underneath. No one will know but us and I know it'll make you feel sexy all day.' I just stood there and didn't say anything, so she dropped the cups, grabbed the clasps and reached around me again. Then I felt her nipples pushing into mine again. John, it felt so good just having her do that. Anyway, she clasped it and then I put my hands through the shoulder straps. Before I got the chance to 'adjust' things, she reached up and did it for me. She actually had her hands on me here." Kim reached up and held her breasts gently through her white school blouse.

"I didn't know what she was doing, but I liked it so I didn't say anything. Then she just reached down to my hips and slid her hands, fingers first, into my panties and pulled them down. I stepped out of them and she picked up the brown pair and held them for me to step into. She was kneeling down and looking right at me between the legs. I just stepped into them and she pulled them up. 'What do you think?' she asked as she brought me to her mirror. 'I like it, but now it's your turn.' Since she had dressed me, I felt I should do the same for her, so I picked up the panties and kneeled down. I could smell her instantly and then realized that I had been excited too. I don't know if she noticed or not. After I pulled them up, I put on her bra just like she did for me. I loved dressing her and I think she knew it."

"Were they really see through?" I asked.

"Well, we went back to the mirror and stood next to each other. There was nothing covered by this stuff. You could see our nipples clearly and see how they were standing out. You could also see our hair down here and everything. Usually it's lined there, but not these. Then she said, 'Turn around and look.' We both turned around and looked over our shoulders. Both our butts looked naked except for this thin silky covering. I couldn't help telling her that I understood how this stuff kept her feelin' sexy all day.

"Then she asked something I couldn't believe. 'Kim, would you let me take a picture of us? Don't worry, you can keep it, I just want to try something.' I was kinda stunned, I think I just said 'I don't know, ' or something stupid like that. Then she pulled out her Polaroid camera and explained that she had taken pictures of herself before and loved them and she thought I'd like it too."

"You didn't let her did you?" I asked.

"I didn't say yes or no, I just stood there. She put the camera on her dresser and pushed a timer button or something and then came over to me and put her arm under mine and around my waist. She held me tight and our hips and boobs were pushed together. Then the camera went off and the picture came out. She brought the picture over and we sat together on the edge of her bed as it developed. I couldn't believe what I saw. My best friend and I were standing there practically naked. We weren't really naked, of course, but there was nothing hidden. Then she handed it to me and told me I could keep it. I asked her ·"

"You mean you have it? The picture? Where is it? Can I see it?" Just the thought of seeing it made my cock jump to full hardness from the semi-hard state it had been in all day. She must have noticed this because her foot was right against it.

"Hang on there. I'll show it to you, just not yet. So as I was saying before you interrupted me, I asked her what kind of pictures she took before. She explained that she's taken many pictures of herself and some of them were with nothing on. I couldn't believe it I told her. I would have been so afraid someone would see them someday. Then she said, 'I keep them hidden, let me show you.' We went to her closet and in the back on one of the shelves near the bottom was a little lock box. We took it out and then she went back to her underwear drawer and in the very back she pulled out a key. 'I want to remember what I look like when I'm all old and wrinkled, ' she said, 'so I take some of these every once in a while and tuck them away.' Then she handed me a handful of shots. They were all of her in different outfits, none more than bra and panties, some just panties and some with nothing. They must have gone back at least a year because you could see how she had grown. It was so cool seeing how she had grown and I told her that. Especially seeing how she had changed here and here." Then Kim held one hand over a boob and the other over her pussy. She must have felt my cock jump when she touched herself like that and said, "You like seeing me do this, huh?" And then she rubbed both hands back and forth a little and dug her foot into my crotch rubbing my cock up and down.

"Of course I do. It would be even better if you were naked though or if it were Cindy touching you!"

"You're so bad John!"

"I know, but I haven't heard you complaining yet."

"Anyway · we looked through all the pictures in the box and then there was only an envelope left. I asked her what it was and she looked at me and told me that it was more pictures but that they were a little different. When I asked her what she meant, she looked at me and asked, 'Have you ever wondered what you look like when you · you know · rub yourself down there?' We've talked about a lot of stuff about boys and you know, all that stuff. But we never talked about what we do when were alone. So I was kinda surprised but I didn't let on."

"Do you mean you rub yourself down there?" I asked stupidly.

"Don't be an idiot. You've seen me."

"Yeah, but that was with me."

"Did you think I never touched myself before? I know you do it too."

"What makes you think that!?!" I protested.

"Come on, John, your mattress squeaks. I hear you every time and usually do it with you."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Wow · cool. I didn't know that."

"So anyway, she asked me if I wondered what I looked like when I was doing it and I just shrugged. She told me she had never shown anyone these pictures as she picked up the envelope. She took out the pictures and showed me. John, it was about eight pictures of her naked on her bed touching herself all over. I could see her fingers inside herself and she was even touching herself down here." With that Kim parted her legs and reached down through her legs to her where her butt hole would be. "The weird thing is that these shots were all different. I mean it looked like some were taken looking down at her and some were from across the room and some were from different sides of her bed. She said she took them with the timer just like we had just done, but I don't know how she could do that. I didn't say anything, but I think someone else took them for her."

"Who do you think it was?" I asked.

"I thought about her brother right away. He's sixteen and he's always looking at me funny. And one time last summer he just walked in when we were changing before swimming. He saw both of us completely naked. Cindy just looked at him and said, 'Haven't you seen enough?' I didn't know what she meant, but I was thinking about it after seeing the pictures and I think he took them."

"Wow, do you think they · you know · play around?"

"You mean like we've been doing?" again she dug her toes into my cock as she spoke.

"Kimmie, you're driving me crazy here."

"Yeah, I know," she giggled. Then continuing, "So then she said to me, 'If you want to see what you look like some day, I'll help you take some like these.' I just told her maybe someday. I think she wanted to right then, but I wasn't too sure. We talked for a few more minutes, then we got dressed and went to the mall. For the first time, we dressed each other. We tried a couple of different outfits on because they didn't look just right or didn't show enough of these." Then with a giggle she made a production out of sticking her chest up and pinching her nipples through her shirt. "Cindy said that if our sexy underwear was going to keep them hard all day, we might as well tease the guys at the mall by showing them off a little. You should have seen all the stares we got from the guys as we walked around in the thinnest tee-shirts we could find and a pair of miniskirts. We even had an older guy try to pick us up. He came right up to us and told us we looked pretty sexy and wanted to know if we wanted to hang out with him. He asked how old we were and then said he wanted to guess and he said we looked like sixteen or seventeen. Cindy was teasing him so bad, sticking out her nipples at him as if he hadn't noticed already! We just told him thanks and maybe some other time."

"Did you go back to her house to change back into your clothes?" I asked.

"No, my clothes were in my book bag."

"What about her stuff, didn't you give it back to her?"

"No, she said she can't wear them because they look terrible on her and said I could keep them."

"You mean you still have them!?!" Again she felt my cock jump.

"Not only that, I'm wearing them," she said as she began to rub my swollen cock harder.

"Cool, can I see them?"

"Soon enough," she said, "Don't you want to see this?" Then she pulled a picture out of her pocket, keeping it facing her.

"That's it? The one of the two of you?"

"Yup."

"Oh god Kim, let me see it, please."

"Now let's see · what can I get for this?"

"Anything · " I pleaded.

"Well, maybe I'll just make you come and get it." Then she got up from the couch and stood in front of me. Standing there, she took one hand and pulled the front of her pants out a little and then slid the picture down inside. I stood up and reached for her pants, but she turned and ran upstairs. I followed her to her room where she was just standing there waiting for me. I walked up to her a put my hands on her belt. As I slid my fingers down inside, she said, "Wouldn't you rather take the wrapping off the present?"

I knew what she meant and took my hands out of her pants and reached up instead to unbutton her blouse. As her bra came into view I nearly lost my breath. She was so beautiful. The color of the material complimented her skin perfectly. It was just a tiny bit darker and I could clearly see her hard little nipple poking through the material. The only purpose a garment like that could possibly serve would be to tease the observer.