It was as though for them the important thing was really just having a story to tell. Even the girls who had ‘done it’ seemed to get more pleasure...from having the others know that they had, than from recalling the excitement or pleasure of the experience itself. To most it was just a way of keeping the boy interested in them, to some it seemed to be a way of getting status amongst their friends and to others something they had to do just to keep up with the girls in their particular group. But,. ' (She was already budding!)"So there!" Ricky is a smartass.Lookit ... if you want to tell this story ... get on with it."OK, I will."I wasn't expecting you to agree."David's sister, she of the bounteous boobs and shaved pussy..."Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! When did my sister shave her pussy and HOW DO YOU KNOW?"You are so rude!"Well? Fess up!"She showed me. You ok? Your face went from bright red to sheet white at the same time your little dickie became a ... HOLY SHIT! You're 11 ... you gotta. . it would be like cheating at solitaire – what’s the point? This was no longer about teasing him and all about me getting off. I quickly moved my wet fingers a little further down inserted them, first one, then another and one more for extra satisfaction. Fuck I was hot, soft and dripping wet inside. I was in knuckles deep and God it felt good. My other hand now moved up to my breasts and I started tweaking and pinching my nipples. They were already nice and perky, but with my groping touch,. I started oozing precum and a big wet patch formed on my shorts within seconds. I felt awkward staring at her breasts so intently and raised my gaze to meet her eyes, and instead found her open mouthed, staring at my engorged penis and the wetness in my crotch. She too looked up and stared at me, and was taken aback by the lust in my eyes and heat from my body. She took what seemed like a step forward, opened her mouth to say something when the doorbell rang And we were both snapped out of our.