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
