Young America 2 (The Slumber Party) - Sex Stories

Young America 2 (The Slumber Party)

... their hands on you? I’ll beat their fuckin asses!” Ronnie just stood and laughed. “You see Salem? She’s scarier than me!” Salem smiled but tried to hide it from Becka. Becka stormed out the door screaming profanities letting the whole neighborhood hear. Ronnie spoke softly, “Don’t worry about her, she’ll be back. Let’s get all this alcohol that she bought in the fridge and the cups out.” She looked over to him, while she pulled the cups out of the bags. “So, your Asian friend is into girls huh?” He laughed, “Yea, she is. I hope you two are nice to her tonight, because she has a hard time making friends with girls too. She’s a little shy at first, but she won’t stop talking once you get to know her.” “Does she like me?” Ronnie took a deep breath, but couldn’t ignore the question. “It’s not really my place to say, but you are beautiful so probably.” “Is that what she thinks, or is that what you think?” She put her hand over his on the counter. Ronnie felt Salem’s small hand on his, and everything entered his mind at once. Just as he was about to make his move, his sister came barging in. “I’m going to fuck those football assholes up after fall break!” Salem turned around and tried to explain, and Ronnie tried to hide. While Becka screamed and Ronnie was hiding behind the island in the kitchen a star struck Raven entered the open door. Becka stopped yelling, and Salem’s eyes lit up as they both questioned the cute girl at the door. Raven stood in the entrance with her back ...

... pack stuffed, and a blanket and hello kitty pillow in her arm. A pink bow was tied in her hair, and she sported multi-colored converse. On her head sat an odd but cute green monster pullover hat. Ronnie was the first to gush over the bright spot of cuteness in the room. His mouth went from contorted and fearful to gushing with tender love, the kind of love that you have for a tiny kitten. Both girls instantly stopped their conversation and ran over to the little Asian girl. Their voices reached high pitch cooing in two second flat. Ronnie could tell that Raven was ecstatic as the two girls looked over every bit of her wardrobe and felt each strand of soft fabric. Ronnie was pleased that Raven had friends like these, ones that he could keep an eye on at a close distance. Becka screamed with high pitched affection, “I love your hello kitty pillow; it’s the fucking cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life!” Salem walked around to assess her hair. “Who does your hair?” Raven couldn’t decide what to say, and gave Ronnie a knowing smile. “Thank you.” she mouthed. Ronnie was damn pleased with himself to use his half-cocked cool grin three times in one day. As the girls did their business, he went about turning music on and getting drinking games ready. Raven finally reached the couch and sat her things down, but Becka quickly stopped her. “You aren’t sleeping here silly, you’ll sleep with us in my room. It wouldn’t be a slumber party without everyone in my room, unless you would rather ...