Jeanette chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Jeanette chapter 4

... what happen? She never really talked about it but I could tell something had come between you two." Cynthia said. So, Aida never told her, that seemed hard to believe. "Well whatever happened to the boy?" "Eh, he started fooling around with some slut cheerleader, a few weeks later." That had really upset me. He knew two girls liked him and were fighting over him. Still didn't stop him, neither of us wanted to believe the rumors. Then one day he got caught with his pants down in the make out bushes at school. Aida and I started talking again but things weren't the same after that. "I want to have sex with him," Cynthia said nodding to MrC. "Me too," I admitted. "But you first, we'll take turns on him." "Uh, so you're just going to sit outside while I get with him?" She asked, she sounded a little surprised. "Well, not outside. I don't know I thought I'd watch." I really hadn't thought of how this would happen. "Have you ever had a threesome?" Cynthia asked me quietly. Our whole conversation was quiet but this was even lower. I almost didn't hear her. "No," I admitted. "Is that what you want to do?" "I think so." She said slowly. "I mean I don't want you to feel left out and I really don't want to imagine what the two of you are doing either." She finished in a rush. "Ok," I felt relieved. She wasn't like Aida, she would share him. "I want to control him." "Me too," Cynthia giggled. "Should we tie him up?" "Hmm. Maybe, if he misbehaves." I couldn't stop a laugh then. MrC was ...

... watching us in the mirror. He looked a little nervous. Good. Our girl talk stopped because we were at my house. He pulled up right next to the door. My driveway circled around so you didn't have to back out. The house was at the end of the street. Sometimes people used one side of the driveway to turn around. It upset my parents when they were home. They always closed the gates to keep people from doing that. "Close the gates," I instructed. Cynthia and I held hands as we walked up the short way to the door. I unlocked it and we went in. "Leave it open for him." I ran down the halls, Cynthia following me to my parents' room. I scrambled to my mom's dresser and dug through her bottom drawer. I pulled out two pieces of clothes. Her night gowns. One was a silky red, that's the one I wanted. I handed the black lace one to Cynthia. Without a word I stripped out of all my clothes right there. "Wow," Cynthia said. "You're so pretty naked." I looked at her, she was still dressed and just staring openly at my naked body. I nervously pulled the night gown over me. Why was I nervous? I was going to have a threesome with her. Maybe that's why. My mom's gown was a little big on me. Her top was bigger than mine so it fit loose over my breasts. Hanging lower than it would have on her breasts. I felt like I was still naked. My nipples were poking through the thin smooth material. I lifted it up in front to cover my breasts better, becoming keenly away of how short it was in front. I had short ...