I use to "borrow" his playboy mags. Flipping through the pages.... I'm not sure if it turned me on or made me horny, but it definetly got me more cur...ous. My best friend Thea would often come over for a sleep over. One time when she was over and my brother had gone out on a date, I grabbed one of the "borrowed" mags and showed her. She kind of looked at me weird. We were both about the same age, she was a little older than me. I am pretty sure she had the same curiousities as I did. And. “Jaaake... Mmmm... I’ve never... no-one has ever... ohhh!” I felt the roughness of his fingertip under my clitoris while other expert fingers spread my outer lips wide. I felt the unfamiliar sensation of my fleshy hood being raised, opening the folds of skin that hid and protected my secret core. “What... what are you doing... I OHMYGODDD!!!” All these years later, I can still remember vividly the shock that pulsed through my entire body the first time Jake’s tongue shot lightning-fast passed. As my orgasm faded I started to fondle my tits again, I didn't really want to come again but I just loved the feel of having them touched."I wonder where randy Pete is now?" I mused. "Could do with him now and again."As I lay there gently kneading my tits I thought about Pete and the things we used to get up to ten years or so now ago. God that party not only did he almost strip me naked but he fucked me in front of what, I don't know ten people, then he let that guy fuck me too. I never knew. . On our schools first four day week end she and dad had to work and I was ok with that but I guess she wasn't. She called Monday and said that one of the girls she worked with was just going to stop by and check to make sure I was ok she lived close by and didn't mind. I on the other hand was a little miffed at that because she didn't trust me yet, but it was no big problem.The door bell rang a little after noon and a girl stopped in to see me. She must have been just graduated from high.