“Thank you for scratching my itch. As long as everybody understands sex can be just sex, I might need my itch scratched again someday. As far as you... girlfriend, you know, in all seriousness, that I would be more than happy to teach her how to do that. But it’s on you to figure out how to make that happen.”“It might not be as difficult as you think. Have a good night, Kelly. Oh, and don’t forget your clothes.”Kelly snuck as quietly as she could into their apartment.The first words Kelly heard. Sometimes, all of the adults would gather at the lodge over a weekend. The kids stayed at home in the care of the teenagers under 18. Recently, Mom and Dad told us that they were going to the lodge for the coming weekend and all three of us were welcome to come with them, if we wished. They looked so eager and expectant, that all three of us looked at each other and in unison answered, Sure. Let me tell you about that weekend. We drove up on a Friday morning. Both pairs of Grandparents were. He waited until the last moment to tuck himself into his pants, before the train came to a halt, and the girl behind jumped up and left the train.No one got on and we pulled away, with him looking around his section, noting we were alone, and he looked back at me and resumed masturbating.I did not feel threatened, instead I felt warm and relaxed, and looked at him again, as he pumped his clenched fist, staring at me, probably thinking, 'She must be up for it', as my reaction and instinct should. I pumped it in and out of my mouth a few times then lay back down. That’s when he got on the bed and knelt over me. When he began to lick and suck my nipples was no time for me to say stop. I had never had my nipples played with before. I was really turned on by it. He was quite gentle and gave me no reason to say stop. I even allowed him to kiss me on the mouth when he asked. I wrapped my arms around him as his tongue explored the inside of my mouth. The kissing wasn’t so great though. He.