Kids At Play: The Sleep Over

by WaywardOne

My name is Jeremy and I was 12 at the time of this story. I grew up in Southern California in an isolated job-related suburb. My dad worked for a big computer company, and it seemed that all our neighbors had girls, for children, not boys. The only family that had a boy almost my age (he was 15 at the time) were the Johnsons. Tim was his name, and he had three sisters. The sisters were Karen, 12 years old, the same as me, same height as me with brown straight hair, that was styled the way I love. Then there was Sara, she was 11 years old and looked just like her sister, and finally but especially not last there was Brenda. She was the youngest at 9 years old but she was by far the best looking. She was about 3/4 as tall as I was with the cutest little girl's body you'd ever want to see. And she had blonde hair and this voice that would make you melt.

Since Tim was 3 years older than me, we didn't have a whole lot in common, except we were both boys. I would visit him as often as I could but he usually had other activities at school to keep him busy, and sometimes when I went to his house he was still at school. It so happens that I really became good friends with Karen, partly because she always was there when I came by to see Tim, and because we had the same classes together. We would play hide and seek in the Orange Groves or woods around our house. Or ride our bikes through them. We became average childhood friends that did about everything together, and soon I was coming by even if I knew Tim wasn't going to be there.

During the summer Tim and I got to pal around together more, and sometimes he and I and all of his sisters would spend the nights during summer vacation at each others house or camp out in the back yards of our houses.

When I was staying over at their house, I would sleep in the same room with Tim because his three sisters where in the other room. Tim and I would stay up sometimes talking about sports or school, but the fact of our age difference made it seem like he was only putting up with me to be nice. The girls room had a bunk bed for Sara and Brenda and Karen had a twin size bed. Sometimes when I got up to go to the bathroom, I would peek in to the girls' room to see if they were asleep. On one ocassion I peeked in and Karen was still awake reading. We had become such good friends that she just invited me in to talk. I told her I hadn't been able to sleep either. Before the start of summer, before Tim and I had started palling around more, Karen and I had been spending a lot of play time together. It seems that she and I had been more like "buddies" than Tim and I, and I had missed the fun Karen and I had had together.

So while sitting there on her bed I started teasing her the way I used to do, and soon we were rough-housing just like old times. We would wrestle around for awhile and see who could tickle who the most. I noticed that every once in awhile Karen would make a grab and squeeze at my crotch and she would say got you. So I thought fair is fair so I grabbed her, in her crotch, too. While we were playing this way I could fell Karens pussy get wet through her pajama bottoms, and my dick was getting hard, too. I could tell she knew that I had noticed, so she said she was tired and was ready to go to sleep, but said I could stay there for awhile, if I wanted to. So she rolled over away from me and I did likewise. I couldn't fall asleep because I kept remembering the touch of my hand against her wet crotch. My dick was still erect and it seemed to have a mind of its own.

After a while I thought Karen was asleep so I rolled over and started to rub my thigh against her. I felt my hardening penis press up against her ass, and I started raising my leg above her hips. I tried to move softly for fear she would wake up. I kept pressing my dick up against her ass and slowly humping her butt I was going crazy with the feeling, and wondered how she could be asleep.

Apparently she wasn't asleep and couldn't take it anymore and let out a sigh and rolled over. I quickly rolled over the other direction for fear I would get caught by her. But she pressed up against me and let her hand lay across my hot dick. She whispered in my ear, "That felt great. I was waiting for you to do something like that." I breathed a sigh of relief and then grinned and said I was glad she liked it. I turned back onto my back and placed my hand on her hip. She rolled over on her back to give me better access to her young body. Since we were both just wearing our pajamas, I slid my hand down inside of her bottoms rested my hand right on her waiting pussy. It felt so good, when my hand touched her bare pussy and played with it.

Then she reached over and grabbed a hold of my dick. I thought I was going to shoot off right there, since this was the first time any fingers, other than my own, had touched it.We had to be quiet because of her other sisters in the room. We kept playing with each other for awhile, and I slid my middle finger into the crease of her slit, feeling the wetness. I remember it as the wierdest feeling, stroking through her pussy from the top of her vagina to the bottom just before the wrinkle of her anus, and thinking that I thought pussies were supposed to have hair! Except for being so slippery, I could have been playing between her toes. Then I felt something else down there between her legs. Coming up to the top of her little slit I noticed a tiny bump, more of a protrusion, sticking out. When I started rubbing that bump more, Karen began to tremble.