I was afraid that I would wet myself due to the pressure building in my crotch. Finally, I abandoned myself to the pleasure, and my groin pulsed with...exctacy. Later, as I lingered in my wetness, I realized that a bridge had been crossed-- a bridge into adult life.I shared my experience with Jennifer. She was intrigued, as she had never climaxed before. We were both curious as to the physical nature of sex. We had heard about it, whispered by boys in the school yard. We were aware of. ”“Oh, thanks.” Erica looked around; yes this was her brother’s room.“So is there anything that I can get you?”“Nope, not really.” She tossed aside the rest of the blankets to reveal the rest of her naked form. “Donald what are you doing, you little pervert! I mean sure my clothes might have been mussed, but you could have gone ahead and gotten anything else out of my closet for me to wear. You didn’t have to leave me naked like this!”“Relax Erica. I sort of did it for nostalgia, remember when. I came again just as hard almost instantly. I moaned and squirmed and let out a faint "oh fuck" several times. The third orgasm washed over me just minutes later. I could feel my wetness leaking out and dripping down to my tight little ass. He hadn't touched my ass, yet. But I knew he wanted to. A fourth orgasm overtook me again and it was as powerful as the first. I had to stop him. I wanted to please him too. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as he was giving me. Although I thought that. Beth go get my basket of hair stuff in my bathroom please." Hehehehe, okay mom." I turn and see Beth running up the stairs like shewas a little kid again. Turning around when I hear sis flying down thestairs. "Here mom."Beth hands mom a basket of hair stuff. I see brushes, combs, andscissors. My eyes pop out of my head when I see scissors. Mom and dadboth want my hair cut short like a proper young man's hairstyle."Mom what are you doing your not cutting my hair." I look down seeingthe scissors.