Young America 2 (The Slumber Party) - Sex Stories

Young America 2 (The Slumber Party)

... breakfast table and knew that he should eat breakfast but never could make the effort. Sleepiness overtook his hunger every morning it seemed like. Becka finally entered the equation like every morning her perkiness filled his ears with pain and trouble. He felt her hands on his shoulders as he moaned. “Mornin, Ronnie! You need to get your ass up, or I’ll leave you again, and mom and dad will be pissed.” Ronnie just moaned and moved his head to the other side trying to ignore her and school. She slammed her hand on the table. “Get up!” He caught her hand as she slammed it again. “Go away, Becka…I’m tired.” She replied, “You know that mom and dad are going to be gone this week right?” Those words finally caught his attention, and he sat up. He noticed Becka was wearing her cheer leading uniform and couldn’t help but admire the rolled up skirt. His eyes fondled her ass up and down, as she walked to and fro. He meagerly pointed out, “You are a slut, you know that?” She turned back to him with the speed of a demon and punched him in the side of the head. His ear gushed blood as he yelled. “Holy shit! I cant even fucking hear anymore!” She bent down in his face, “Don’t call girls names like that! You know better than that.” She pulled her skirt down a little making it longer and covering herself. She continued as he lay there writhing in his own blood. “Well, Salem’s coming over again tonight, just wanted you to know. Maybe, we can get pizza and a movie or something?” Ronnie ...

... threw the blood paper towel away and stood behind Becka trying to look over her shoulder and down her cleavage. He loved the sight of her titties resting in her bra. He wished that he could just reach behind her and grab them, but he knew better. He walked around her and grabbed his backpack. “That actually sounds like fun if it’s not a chick flick. Can you invite one of my friends too?” Becka turned around from what she was doing and looked him over. “You mean that lesbian girl?” “Yea, how did you know? She looked into the distance, “Salem has wanted to invite your friend for awhile now, but I was hesitant. Is she cool?” “Yea, she’s my best friend!,” he replied sternly. “ She’s kinda quiet and shy, but she opens up if you coax her enough.” Becka smiled, “Well, I suppose we can invite her tonight. At least I won’t have to worry about you two getting it on, right?” Ronnie’s smile beamed, “Yup, she’s a lesbian and certainly doesn’t like boys…” Becka’s brow furrowed at the thought. “She better not try anything on us either…” Ronnie just gave out a nervous laugh, and they left for school. Salem had already arrived at school, and it was still early. She walked to her locker to get her things ready for the day. As she was focusing on organizing her books a hand steadily moved up her skirt. She instantly looked around and saw a couple younger kids watching. “You know that we aren’t going out anymore Bill?” she stated coldly. He leaned in to whisper, “My cocks hard, can you help me out ...