Chapter 1

Let me tell you: I love sex. No, let's make that: I adore sex.

It's just about all I think about ... dicks, pussies, boobs, butts; I love it all. Boys, girls, yes, girls, after all we know best what feels good, right? I'm one of those girls who will strip off my clothes at the drop of a hat. Or the drop of your pants or panties. I'll drop mine and spread open for whatever you want.

Do I sound like a slut? I should, after all, I work hard at it and I love the word, 'hard, ' it just makes me wet thinking about it.

If you're wondering how I got this way, here's how it happened.

Like a lot of us, I found my 'feel-good' place on my own, after all, it's not that difficult to do. My body was changing and was giving me lots of feelings without even having to try; the feelings just happened and they happened all the time. It was like I was always turned-on.

My body's new feelings just seemed to take over my whole life. I began masturbating all the time and my sex with others started, like with many girls, at a sleepover at a friend's house.

There was Annie Bryan, Betsy Hammond and Lorene Newman. Oh, and me, Jodi Lowe. We were all fourteen and just out of middle school; it was the summer before high school.

We were all in our pajamas, all on Annie's bed, it was her house we were at, and we were all talking about boys and sex; what else?

"The only dicks I've ever seen were little boys I've baby-sat," said Betsy. "They're tiny. How big do you think boys are now, at our age?"

"About this big," Annie said holding her fingers apart, showing us.

"How do you know?" Lorene asked her and she looked kind of funny as her face blushed.

"Okay, no ever telling, right? Everything stays right here?" We all agreed and she went on, "I've seen one, not only seen it, I've played with it."

"Who is it, someone we know? Tell us. We'll keep it a secret, someone in school?" I asked her.

"You don't know him I don't think. He goes to a private school. His name is Blake Hill," she told us but we didn't know him. "He's seventeen and really hot. He lives next door, that's pretty convenient, huh?"

"So, how much stuff have you done? How'd it start?"

"Oh, about two months ago, I was out in my back yard getting some rays; I had on that little yellow thong my mom doesn't know about, you know the one. Any way, he came over and we started talking. I know enough to look at a boy's pants and, oh boy, his dick was showing through. I could see the long lump."

We all sat there waiting for every word.

"Then he asked me if I was going to high school in the fall and I told him I was. He smiled and said that I would be pretty popular, especially with the way I looked in my bikini. It was what he said after that really started things off."

Of course, we all wanted to know and she went on, "He said, 'You're beautiful with that on, I can just imagine what you look like with it off.' I looked at him and asked if he'd like to see?"

"Omigod, you little slut, you," I told her.

"Yep, I saw that long bulge and knew I wanted to see it, even more than just see it, so I told him that if he was interested in seeing what I looked like without it, he could follow me up to my room and I got up and went in the house with Blake right behind me."

"Shit, girl, you are something else," Lorene told her.

"Well, listen to this," she continued, "He's in my room looking pretty hunky and I reached around and whipped off my top and stood there showing him my tits. 'Oh, wow, Annie, you're boobs are beautiful, ' he said and asked me if he could feel them, he really asked me that. Oh did I let him do that. And, get this, I was so horny, I asked him if I could feel his and put my hand over his dick. I'm so fucking bad, huh?"

"You are bad, come on, more, tell us more," Betsy pleaded.

Anna went on, "His hands were on my boobs and I was going crazy, just super-horny. So I told him that I'd take off my bottom if he'd get naked, too. Well, that did it, I had my first naked boy and, oh, man, his dick was not one of those little boy dinky jobs. It was so nice, long and big around, with a big, fat tip that was so soft and smooth.

"He asked me if I'd ever had my pussy licked and I told him I hadn't and then he said he'd love to do it and would give me an orgasm that way. Omigod, he wanted, just like that, to eat me out. Can you believe it?" she gasped.

"You let him do it? Licking your pussy like that?" Betsy asked and Annie said she did.

"Omigod, what was it like, was it good?" Lorene wanted to know.

"Let me tell you, it was fantastic. I'd never felt anything that exciting in my life. He does it to me every afternoon except when he has soccer practice. It's just the best thing ever. Have any of you had your pussy licked?"

The three of us told her we hadn't and looking around it seemed that each of us had a hand down near or in our lap trying to take a rub or two when no one was looking.

"Well, I'm telling you it's just the best. Every time he does it, it's a super-orgasm. You guys really need to get licked-out."

So, Betsy said, "Yeah, well, all we need is a boy, got one, Betsy?" as we all laughed.

"No, but I'd do it."

We all sat there, our pussies already stirred-up, as we heard our first ever offer of girl-on-girl sex.

"That's lesbian, Annie. I thought you were doing a boy?" I asked her.

"I am but that doesn't mean I don't like some fun and, well, let me ask you this, does this turn any of you on?" she asked as she lifted off her nighty and slid her panties down and kicked them away. We all stared as she spread her legs apart and began rubbing her pussy lips with one hand while her other rolled her nipple around between her fingertips.

"Well, anyone like what they see? It doesn't mean you still can't like guys, you know. I'm up for it if any of you are. Just wait until you feel how good it feels."

We sat there and then, out the corner of my eye, I saw Betsy Hammond pull up her nighty and drop it off the bed, then she slid her panties off and went onto her back as Annie moved over between her legs and gave her pussy a kiss then began taking long, slow licks on her.

"Oh, wow, that is so fucking good," Betsy moaned as her hands went down to caress Annie's head between her legs. Lorene and I were watching spellbound, now with each of us with a hand shoved in our panties rubbing as Annie's bedroom steamed up with girly-sex. And we were watching.