On the night of the sex party Megan, Amy, Molly and Jeremy were, of course, the first to arrive. The girls were all dressed pretty much the same: each was wearing a very short jean mini-skirt and a buttoned front shirt. None of the junior high school girls were wearing bras, though with their small, cone-shaped breasts neither Megan and Amy really needed one.
Jeremy was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. And, of course, none of the kids was wearing any underwear; that was the interesting part.
They all slipped their shoes off as they came into the house – sometimes shoes can get in the way of things. I gave them some jobs to do to get ready and they busied themselves setting up pillows and candles in the party room, putting some colored light bulbs in the lamps in the living room and, in general, trying to create an atmosphere of intimacy, adventure, and sex.
The other kids began to arrive about half an hour later and Molly let them in the front door. As instructed, each of the girls was wearing a short skirt and, when Molly reminded them what we'd asked them to wear, the girls were quick to slip their panties off and put them in a small basket I'd set on a table by the door. After she introduced us, she directed them to the party room.
Molly's friend, Becky, and her brother, Ted, were the first of the other kids to ring the door bell that evening. Becky, who'd just turned fourteen-years-old, was a cute, pretty young eighth grade girl of medium height with curly, natural blond hair that was so blond it was almost white and hung down onto her shoulders. She kept the front of it back with a large hair clip on the top of her head. Along with a slender, youthful body and small breasts, the attractive young girl had green eyes and a pretty, innocent, clean-cut look about her. She also had a big, warm smile and seemed very at-ease with what was going to happen that night.
Her brother, Ted, was in high school and was obviously older and more mature than the junior high kids. He was sixteen, tall, and very athletic looking, with broad shoulders, narrow hips, dark, wavy hair, and a ruggedly handsome face.
Becky had worn a plain white blouse and a regular knee-length, blue and gray plaid, pleated skirt, telling Molly that it was the only one she had.
It looked like she was wearing a uniform worn by girls who go to private schools. The skirt wasn't very short but, after she'd reached up underneath and slipped her white cotton panties down her slender legs and dropped them into the basket, she pulled the waistband higher up on her body, almost to the bottom of her peach-sized breasts. Now, the hem of the skirt was much higher up on her thighs and it hung down just an inch or two below the bottom curve of her pretty and petite and now naked behind.
She gave us that bright smile and said that being dressed like this made her feel real sexy, and her brother said he liked the idea, too. Becky told us that she and Ted wouldn't be able to stay too late: they were getting up early to go on a retreat with their church youth group the next morning. Because they both were so active in their church (Ted was the leader of the church group), it was important for them to go.
Sara and Aaron arrived a few minutes later. Molly explained that the two weren't really steady boyfriend-girlfriend; they just casually dated and casually got together to have sex. I guess Aaron was a real ladies man around the junior high school, and no girl could capture his full attention.
Taller than most boys in junior high, he had thick, blond hair and a cocky smile and attitude. I could see where young girls would find him attractive.
Sara was fairly tall for a girl her age, too, with short, light brown hair almost touching her shoulders. She had a plain, but pleasant face, a little freckled nose, small mouth, and bright blues eyes that almost seemed to glow. She had the body of a girl athlete, with long slender legs, very small breasts, skinny waist, and not much of a behind. Molly said she was the star player on the eighth grade volleyball squad and was also one of the smartest kids in the school.
Sara was wearing a dark red shirt that buttoned in front and a very short, bleached denim jean skirt. As the couple started to go into the room where the party was going to take place, Molly reminded Sara that the girls weren't supposed to wear anything under their skirts. With a lusty glint in her eyes Sara responded that she wasn't. Aaron gave us a big grin as the two young kids moved away. I think that the two of them had already begun to have some fun even before they arrived.
The last couple arrived soon after.
Stacey was a cute thirteen-year-old who was just going into eighth grade.
She had a really nice, slim, shapely body and thick red hair that hung down below her shoulders. As with most girls her age she had small, round breasts perched high up on her chest and a cute, round ass that was shown off nicely by the very short, tight, black jean skirt she was wore. And, like most red-heads, she had very pale, almost white skin and a freckled nose that curved up slightly. She was a very attractive young girl and right away I had visions in my head about what I would like to do with her if I had the chance that night.
She came into the house holding hands with the young boy who accompanied her. Matt was entering his sophomore year in high school. Molly explained that Stacey and Matt had been going together for almost two years and that they were really into the boyfriend-girlfriend thing. The two of them had been coming to these organized sex parties for the past year as a place they could get together and have sex without having to worry about getting caught by their parents.
Molly said she'd heard that Stacey's mom had almost caught 'em fucking in Stacey's bedroom one day after school. They heard the care drive into the garage and barely managed to get their clothes on before Stacey's mom walked into the room. Now, they came to the parties so they could do things and not have to be concerned about getting caught. Molly told me that they were really fun to watch because they really got into doing sex stuff, though the two kids never did anything sexual with anyone else at the parties. That disappointed me.
Before they arrived Molly explained that the two of them were neighbors and lived across the street from each other. Apparently, they had played together since they were little kids, but in the fall of Stacey's sixth grade year, when Matt had started eighth grade, they had begun to take walks together in the evening. Both sets of the kids' parents were good friends and they approved of the blossoming relationship and thought it was "cute" to see the two of them walking down the street together in the fading light of the fall dusk.
At first the walks were pretty innocent: just casual talk, though the two young kids sensed their heated attraction to each other but didn't know quite what to do about it. One evening they sat together on the grass in a secluded wooded area near their homes and, during one of those long moments of silence when you know something is about to happen but you're not quite sure what it is, they turned to each other and kissed.
The heat quickly became a fire and the fire became very hot as, nearly every evening after that, the two youngsters headed out for a leisurely walk knowing full well they would end up in their private wooded spot, their small, wet mouths and tongues licking and twisting together.
During the third week they were together, Matt finally became brave enough to reach for her small, developing breast mounds and Stacey felt the intense wet heat between her legs as the boy squeezed her ripening little tits. She didn't tell him to stop because she didn't want him to stop because it felt so good and was so exciting, and this became a common activity for the kids.
Becoming even more bold the following week, the eighth grade boy reached over and fumbled with the buttons on the front of her shirt as he pulled them open. Stacey had to reach around behind her and help him release the catches on her bra so his small, quivering hands could caress the tender nakedness of her sensitive little breasts. It was a new step in their growing physical relationship and the thrill was intoxicating to both the youngsters.
Stacey knew a couple other sixth grade girls in her class who had already allowed boys feel their tits through their shirts, but she didn't know anyone else who had let a boy take their bra off and play with their naked boobs, and she was secretly very proud of her maturity.
Telling her mother that the old ones didn't fit anymore, she went shopping for some new bras and bought the kind that had a clasp in the front. She knew that Matt would be able to open them and get at her sensitive little nipples with his fingers and hands much easier and much faster. She always wore one of them along with a button-front shirt whenever they went out together. Without a word exchanged between them, both of the kids knew where they would end up and what they would be doing before the evening was over. They both eagerly looked forward to it.
The cooler fall weather eventually chased them inside, and soon they both hurried home every afternoon from school, Matt from junior high and Stacey from her grade school, to meet at Stacey's house and spend some time together before either their parents got home from work. Stacey was the youngest child in her family and the only one left at home, so they knew they wouldn't be bothered or discovered.
As soon as Stacey let Matt in the door the two young kids would run up to her bedroom, mouths and tongues swirling together, their hands already touching, feeling, caressing, their youthful burning sexual hunger flaming almost out of control as they headed up the stairs. Matt quickly became an expert at unbuttoning her shirt and unhooking her bra as his girlfriend stood quietly in front of him, her arms at her sides, her breath quick and shallow in anticipation of the pleasures to come. As soon as they were partially undressed they would lay together on the bed, both topless, kissing passionately while Matt's hands played with Stacey's small, freckle-covered breast mounds.
It wasn't long after they began this ritual that, one late autumn afternoon, as they lay together topless in her bedroom, Stacey's hand wandered down to that bulging shaft in the front of Matt's pants. The boy nearly fainted with pleasure at the first bold touch of the sixth grade girl's fingers on his hard little cock. As much as he wanted it, none of the junior high school girls he'd gone out with had ever touched him there. Without any hesitation, the young girl rubbed back and forth over the pulsing mass with her palm, pressing down firmly against the boy's sex shaft through his jeans as his hands played with her developing, naked little breasts.
The two kids had broken the final barrier, that invisible wall separating the upper body from the wonderfully sensitive lower body, and the next afternoon it didn't take long before both of the youngsters had their hands between each other legs, rubbing and exciting each other through their jeans. With the touch of Matt's fingers between her parted thighs her pussy gushed hot wetness and made Stacey's head swim with youthful lust and desire.
After about fifteen minutes, as the heat of their passion blazed out of control, both of the kids knew what they really wanted, and Stacey didn't stop Matt when she felt him tentatively tug at the snap and zipper on her jeans. She held her breath as she eagerly waited to feel what she knew would be the wonderful sensations of his fingers touching her wet, drooling little cunt. She, in turn, grabbed the boy's belt, and soon she had both of her hands down inside the eighth grade boy's underwear briefs, her small, cool fingers finally caressing the warm velvet skin of his naked cock while he had a hand inside her panties, his middle finger already sliding in and out of her slippery cunt.
Over the next several months they would be together several times each week giving and receiving pleasure as they explored mutual sexual touching and masturbation. Stacey was surprised the first time Matt grunted, then groaned really loud just before his cock spurted white cream all over her hand and arm. They both knew what had happened and, to the young boy's delight, the eager sixth grade girl quickly became adept at causing it to happen to him again and again and again. It seemed that his cock was the first thing she'd reach for whenever they had the chance to be alone together, and he couldn't wait to feel her caressing fingers skimming up and down over his hardened shaft urging him to climax as they kissed with their tongues.
Matt, too, learned how to give the horny, young, eleven-year-old girl pleasure with his fingers, and he loved the feel of her warm wet pussy folds as he plunged first one finger, than two, in and out of her nearly hairless little slit. Sometimes she even had an orgasm, though not as often as he did.
There were afternoons and evenings when he would go over to the house where Stacey was baby-sitting and, when they knew the adults wouldn't be home for a while, the two horny youngsters quickly had their pants down and their hands busy giving each other hours of pleasure in mutual masturbation.
Before long, they were experimenting and doing other things, too. One night, Matt got a porno video from one of his friends and they had their first oral sex experience as Stacey tried to copy what she saw the adults doing in the video. She didn't mind doing it to the boy, though it didn't really turn her on very much. What did arouse her and send her into heaven was the first time Matt licked her pussy, and soon this became part of their ritual every chance they could get together.
By the spring of sixth grade she had done just about everything sexual with Matt except fuck. Finally, in May, on the night she turned twelve-years-old, he came over to the house where she was baby-sitting with a porno video and several condoms and the two kids discovered the thrill of fucking.
Once Stacey entered seventh grade, she got on the pill and fucking became much easier for the two kids. One of Stacey's friends invited them to one of the first junior high sex parties of the school year because everyone knew they were a couple and were doing sex things. Whenever the horny youngsters were together it was nearly impossible for them to keep their hands off each other or their pants on. They tried to go every party because it was just about the only place they could have sex without having to worry about being caught by their parents. Besides, it was really sexy and fun watching others doing things, too.
At the parties the two kids would just do things with each other and they never got sexually involved with anyone else, though some of the other girls really thought Matt was cute and boldly invited him to 'do them'.
And, of course, with her slender, shapely body and striking red hair, some of the boys always hit on Stacey hoping they could fuck her, too. At first, fucking was so new to them that neither had been tempted, though lately, as they began to look for new excitement, they each had begun to have thoughts about having sex other people. Stacey, especially, was looking around at other guys and wondering what it would be like to have sex with a different boy.
Once all the kids had arrived, Molly and I went in to join them. There was a porno video already playing on the TV. Becky and her brother were sitting at one end of the couch with Stacey and Matt at the other. While Becky and Ted were watching the TV, the other two young kids already had their mouths locked together and their hands busy. Matt was a typically horny junior high school boy and certainly wasted no time He'd already unbuttoned Stacey's shirt and unhooked the clasp on the front of her bra.
His right hand gently massaged the thirteen-year-old red-head's pale, freckled breast mound, and I watched as he pulled at each hard little nipple. She, in turn, had her hand in the boy's lap, her fingers squeezing the lump pushing up so obviously from his crotch through his jeans.
Molly went over and sat with Jeremy on the floor next to the bed while I walked over to the video player and stopped the current adult movie. After ejecting it, I picked up another video cassette and inserted it into the machine. The cassette had no label – it was a rare one I'd gotten from a friend of mine at work who had some special connections. He let me copy it so I'd have one for myself.
I started the new tape and joined Amy and Megan on the other couch.
The video began without a title, or music, or credits of any sort. A picture of a room suddenly appeared. It was dimly lit and sparsely furnished, the only prominent piece of furniture was a bed without a headboard in the middle of the room. The bed seemed to have an extra light shining on it, making that area brighter than the surrounding room.
A couple, a girl and a boy, moved into the picture closely followed by a second couple, and they each stood at the foot of the bed.
The two boys looked very much alike. More than a head taller than the girls, they were more like young men, perhaps about eighteen or nineteen-years-old, and solid, slender, athletic-looking. Each had very long, straight, dark brown hair that hung down past their shoulders.
Dressed in jeans and tight-fitting, sleeveless T-shirts, one solid white and the other solid black, they could almost pass for brothers; perhaps they were. One of them had a tattoo on his upper arm, though it was difficult to make out what it said, and the other had a small, thin, dark mustache.
Both of the girls looked very similar, too. They were both blond with wavy shoulder length hair, pretty faces, and slender, shapely young bodies with small breasts and cute, round little asses. They were dressed the same, too, each wearing pullover tops and tight blue jeans. Shorter than the two older guys, it was obvious that they are also quite a bit younger, maybe just fourteen or fifteen.
There wasn't much sound and the video had the grainy quality of an amateur film. But that didn't detract from the raw, innocent, yet highly charged sensuality of the four kids.
As they moved into the picture and stopped next to the bed, the couples embraced. One of the boys reached down, placed his hand under his girl's chin, and tilted her head up, their mouths clinging together in a long, passionate kiss. As the couples kissed, the young girls weren't shy about pressing their hands down between the boys' legs, cupping and rubbing their obviously bulging shafts through their tight jeans.
The boy with the tattoo responded and put his arms around one of the girls and slipped both of his hands up and down over her small, shapely ass, while the other boy found his girl's small breasts and gently massaged the two little mounds with his fingers through her top.
The couples kissed and caressed each other for a several minutes, hands constantly touching, feeling, squeezing those youthful places of pleasure.
You got a sense of hurried eagerness on the part of the two young girls, while the older boys seemed to take everything in stride as they stood and enjoyed the young girls' obvious enthusiasm.
Finally, there was an indistinct murmur from one of the boys and the two girls both sat down on the end of the bed, each on a corner facing a different way while a boy stood in front of each them. The camera never wavered and was probably set on a tripod filming the scene. Each of the couples was turned partially to the side and we could easily see the girls fumble with the snap on the boys' jeans and pull the zippers down. The tall, older boys were each wearing small, dark-colored bikini briefs underneath, and the two young blond girls quickly pealed them down, releasing their large, stiff, throbbing cocks which seemed to stick almost straight up from the dark, curly hair of their loins.
We could hear quiet murmuring as each of the older boys petted the hair of the young girl seated in front of him, probably complimenting and encouraging as the young blond girls began to use their hands to lightly caress the erect sex shafts that were so invitingly close. One of the girls glanced up and smiled at the boy who stood in front of her, and they exchanged softly spoken words as her fingers pulled teasingly at the ridges around the large reddened tip of his cock.
But, quickly, mouths replaced hands and the young girls engulfed the boys' rods, each of the blondes first licking around the tip before closing their mouths completely over the reddened cockheads of the two teenage boys.
Both of the girl's blond heads bobbed up and down almost at the same time, as they mouthed and sucked the thick, swollen male members that filled their mouths. After a minute one of the girls used her hand as well as her mouth, slowly jacking off the boy in the white top with the tattoo, while the other girl reached between her boy's legs with both her hands and fondled his balls and ass from underneath.
It was obvious that these two girls were very experienced at oral sex, even at their tender young age. It was also obvious that they enjoyed what they are doing very much and were eager to please the two older boys.
Occasionally, the blond girl on the left released the cock from her mouth and gazed up at the face of the boy in front of her, a big smile on her young and pretty face as her little hand continually skimmed up and down the long, slippery stalk jutting up from between his legs. We could hear soft, inaudible murmuring as the two kids talked to each other while the young girl casually jacked off the boy with obvious enthusiasm.
The other boy was getting very aroused and began to move his hips back and forth in very short fucking motions, thrusting his cock in and out of the girl's mouth. Placing his hands on each side of her face, he held her head steady as his shaft slid in and out between her tightened wet lips. The girl reached up with her left hand and used it to play with his balls, her hand moving back and forth between his legs, caressing his swollen sac as her other hand skimmed over the surface of his cock.
The boy's movement quickened a little, and the range of motion increased as he began to frantically drive more of his prick in and out through the tightened, slippery grip of her fingers and mouth.
The other tall, slender boy looked down and watched what was happening, a big smile on his face. Little by little the smile became almost a grimace, that look of pleasure so intense it almost feels like pain, as the exquisite tension built rapidly in his balls and begged for release.
Throwing his head back, he drove his cock faster and faster through the clenching, sucking pull of the blond girl's hand and mouth until he finally groaned and came.
The young girl never let go of the spewing shaft even as we knew it was shooting wads of thick, salty cream into her mouth. Her hand continued to skim over the surface of the pulsing cock, coaxing more and more sex juice from the spurting tip as she held the boy's shooting sex shaft between her tightened lips.
The other boy wasn't far behind. The girl sucking his cock apparently liked to watch cocks shoot because, at the last second, she pulled the boy's prick from her mouth and used just her hand to jerk off the thick sex rod. With a big smile on her young, innocent face she gleefully watched gobs of white cream shoot from the tip, seemingly unaware that the gobs are landing on her face and dribbling down her cheeks.