Confessions of a Small Town Girl 3 - Sex Stories

Confessions of a Small Town Girl 3

... Carla was Lauren’s cousin, and she was a senior. She was invited to watch over us to make sure we didn’t get into trouble. Carla had light brown hair, and her complexion was pale, like mine. Her breasts were her focal point. She had the biggest I had ever seen. Her dark brown nipples on the tip of her pale breasts looked to be the size of a dime. She had a pierced belly button and a tribal symbol tattooed on her lower back. She was a little bigger than Lauren, but I still found her sexy. Her hips were full and her thighs looked as if they should rub together when she walked. Her vagina was bare. When she turned, I seen another tattoo on her right butt cheek. That tattoo was of a read rose, with its pedals falling off. I thought it looked sad, but who was I to judge? After we were dressed for bed, we all laid blankets out on the living room floor and sat in a circle in the middle of them. Carla suggested we play a Truth or Dare. With her being older, we all wanted her to think we were cool, so we agreed. I was hesitate to confess my actions to them because I did not want them to think I was a freak, but after listening to them I finally opened up. I found out some very interesting information about my friends during that game. Some of which embarrassed me, but most of it made me feel that I was a normal teenage girl. I found out that Carla and Jillian were no longer virgins, and they liked to suck penises too. Carla said that she had sucked ten different boys since she was ...

... sixteen and had went all the way with three different guys. Lauren confessed that Jake, her boyfriend, had fingered her. Jenny, not to be topped, told us of her flashing her breast at the boys volleyball team. All five of us liked for our breast to be played with and sucked and Jenny admitted to kissing another girl at summer camp. We talked about how we masturbated and what each of us thought felt the best. Slowly, the other girls drifted off to sleep as I listened to Carla talk about her sexual adventures. Finally, I laid back to try and go to sleep. All the talk we had been doing had really made my panties wet, and the urge to orgasm was almost too much. I knew we had all just talked about how we all did it, but there was no way I was going to masturbate in a room full of my friends. I tossed and turned for what seemed like hours. My body was on fire and my vagina was tormenting me. I needed relief. I was about to get up and run to the bathroom, when I saw the light come on in the kitchen. I got up and went slowly into the kitchen. Carla was sitting at the table drinking a glass of milk. She offered me one, but I declined. We talked a little more, then Carla said that she was so horny that she could not sleep. I laughed, like I knew what she was talking about. I learned, that like me, she usually masturbated every night. She told me how cumming helped relax her body. She must have seen the confused look on my face, because after she stopped laughing, she gave me a sex ...