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“Well, Gem, it looks like you are involved after this weekend!” Gemma grinned. The three were back at the house with an hour or two before their mom got back. Alex continued, “Rachel will be wearing a bra again for school tomorrow – you won’t.” “Secondly, no tricks like Rachel is using to pretend sh...

Part 3 The door opened almost on its own. Her hand slowly crept in. She was reaching for something. My eyes went wide as I cowered in the shower. I looked straight down as I held my body close to me. Her hand might have been teasing but it wasn't for long as it grabbed the knob turning off the water...

Everyone except Mary contributed to the task of unloading. I went onto the roof of the station wagon and passed down whatever pack or case dad ordered me to. He handed each one over to Bea or Cindy who were standing dutifully by to ferry it into the motel room. Mom was stationed on the other end to ...

This happened when I was around 9. My parents were both out of town and were scheduled to come back at night, so for the day my mom arranged for me to go to the house of another one of my close female friends, the same age as me. Let's call her "Ursula". So we were picked up from school by...

Chapter VIII Tuesday morning saw the first two-girl pussy inspection. Gemma copied Rachel’s lead and dropped her skirt on the floor. Disregarding shoes, both were naked from the waist down. Alex was having major conflicting thoughts inside his head. On one hand, these were two extremely attractive h...

So there I was at thirteen years old, completely naked with my ankles and wrists bound tight! The shame of my whole body was exposed, as the rope that secured my hands kept them behind my back. My clothes were currently being held by a group of boys, with them taunting and teasing me about my nakedn...

Needing time to recompose herself, after retrieving her clothes, Lucy went to hide out in a bathroom until the end of second period. Taking stock, she saw that the red and black ink on her torso easily showed through thin blouse I had chosen for her. Already sorely missing her bra, this development ...

That night, I dreamt about underwear. It didn't take a dream interpreter to figure out why. Mary's underwear, especially her lack of it, had featured prominently in my day. It did get me reminiscing about when I first started to care what was going on under a girl's clothes. I even remember where it...

It has almost reached the point where what I have written has been posted. I'm grateful for the thanks and comments. Do I carry on with this, or try a different story? As a newbie on here, I am awed by some of the writings here and very much appreciate feedback. Chapter IX “Any regrets?” Alex asked....

It was the day of all days. A day I did not want to come. The day of the yard sale. If I had to listen to one more speech about how I need to grow up and stop holding onto things I'm gonna lose it. I threw my brown hair back behind my ears before pulling off my shirt. I flexed my skinny eleven year ...