Julie’s eyes now opened. Very quickly, as if in a single fluid movement, I heard Paul’s pants open, the bed sheet pulled away, and he climbed bet...een Julie’s legs. He was poising to fuck her… again. I could tell Julie was completely caught off guard by what was happening. She didn’t have time to speak and instead she instinctively put up both her hands to slow Paul’s chest as he began to lower onto her. Julie then said….“Paul… wait”“Wait”Her hands moved away from his chest and instead. His first guilt ridden experience, or at least his earliest recollection was, when on summer school break at a family holiday camp, inserting a wooden shoe brush handle into his young tight virgin ass as he lay on his back, naked, legs spread apart and masturbating furiously in the mid afternoon. The thrill of being in unfamiliar surroundings, with the added risk of the fact that his parents could arrive back at the chalet at any time further fuelled the intensity of his cock rubbing pleasure. We were now standing naked in front of each other, and admiring and making love to each other. She gradually went down and began sucking my boobs.The warm sensation of her mouth on my breasts made me shiver and she slowly began sucking my left breast and holding the other one in her hands and rubbing it. All these while I was enjoying the feel of her warm mouth on my breasts. My hand now moved slowly towards her lower part, slowly I separated her legs and began to rub her pussy which had become. ..I was thirteen when I had my first sleepover. It was a youth group event, where there were two boys (me included) and three girls ( at one of the girl's house ). We were all in 7th grade at that time and had known each other for a couple of years. I was excited because there was this girl Emily, that I thought was cute. Unknown to me, before that night, was that she didn't think of me the same way. Emily was smitten about my friend John. John knew it but kept it secret from me until that.