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 ï>¿Boring Family Parties by StoryGuy

   Chapter 1

   Dolly, once again, was at her annual family get together weekend.  Her
twelfth one to be exact, but fortunately she didn't remember her first few
as she was just born for her first one.  Every year was the same.  The
adults got together and got drunk and the kids sorta just hung around.  To
make matters worse, this year her mother had made her wear a dress saying
she was old enough now and should look like a lady and not just a grubby
kid.

   It was true she was one of the older kids; she and her oldest cousin,
Sam, were both twelve, almost thirteen, and going into the seventh grade in
school.  The next oldest was nine and they went down from there.  She liked
Sam though, so the two would just wander, away from the little ones.

   A dress...  She hardly ever wore them.  She was more comfortable in
jeans or something.  Who wore dresses today?  The adults maybe, but even
some of them wore pants and stuff.  At least she only had to wear it for
the day; party day.  Party...  They ate lunch.  Then the adults would start
drinking and the kids would wander off.  Some party.

   Lunch was good, a cookout.  It wasn't long before all the kids were told
to "go play" and the coolers were opened.  The young ones laughed as they
all ran off.  Sam and Dolly went the opposite direction, just walking
aimlessly.

   On the side yard, away from everyone, was an old make-shift swing
hanging from a branch of an old oak tree.  Although not really used
anymore, it was still in pretty good shape.  "I remember swinging on that
when I was little," Dolly muttered.  "I haven't been on a swing in
forever."

   "You want to swing?  I'll push you if you do," offered Sam.

   Dolly hadn't thought about swinging at all.  She was just reminiscing.
She used to love to swing.  "Nah...  It's just for little kids," she
sighed.

   "No it isn't.  I live next to a playground park.  Lots of girls swing,
even older ones, There's more older ones than young ones.  This one is too
high for little kids," Sam countered.

   Dolly pondered what he said.  It might be fun, but she was afraid he'd
think of her as a kid if she did, but that didn't seem to be the case. 
"OK," she giggled as she ran up and plopped onto the swing seat.  No sooner
was she down than Sam began to push her.  Unfortunately she had forgotten
she was wearing a dress and didn't smooth it under her when she sat down.
She could feel the seat on her bare legs and knew her dress was hanging
loosely behind her.  At least Sam was behind her.

   Sam seemed to know what he was doing and very quickly Dolly was swinging
high into the air.  It was as much fun as she remembered and she began
pumping, going even higher.  Just like when she was little, the outside
world faded away.  It was just her soaring into the sky...  well, almost.
It was how it made her feel.

   Suddenly Dolly became aware that Sam wasn't pushing her any longer.  She
also became aware that when she swung forward, her dress was billowing up
almost to her waist.  She looked up and saw Sam standing in front of her
watching her swing.  He wasn't close enough to get hit, but no doubt was
seeing her panties.  Her face flushed as she stopped pumping and kept her
legs down.  Her dress still flared up with the wind, but she didn't dare
let go to hold it down.

   Slowly, it seemed, she glided to a stop.  She hopped off the swing as
soon as it was safe to do so.  "You really know how to swing!  I was
wondering if you were going to go right over the top," Sam gasped.

   "I'm such a dork...  I forgot I was wearing a dress.  You must have
gotten a good show," Dolly blushed.

   "Nah...  It's all good.  Nothing really showed," Sam stated.

   Dolly knew he was lying.  Once her dress actually flew up covering her
face, so he had to have seen something.  "Yeah right...  You had to have
seen my blue panties." Sam looked like he was going to say something, but
didn't.  "I know you saw them," Dolly giggled.  "You were going to say they
were yellow, not blue, weren't you."

   "It's no big deal...  I saw them.  So what?  I really didn't see
anything," Sam defended.

   Dolly, still a bit embarrassed, had been looking down at the ground.  As
her head lifted, she noticed a definite bulge in his pants.  It made her
smile.  He had gotten hard looking at her.  She wanted to say something,
but couldn't think of what to say.  "Let's take a walk," she suggested,
hoping to get off the subject.

   "OK.  Where to?" Sam replied.

   "Anywhere but here," giggled Dolly.  Sam turned and started walking. 
Dolly walked along beside him.

   At first they didn't talk much, but slowly both relaxed and they began
chatting.  Eventually Sam returned to their original conversation.  "Why
did you say your panties were blue when they weren't?" he questioned.

   "My mom does that to my dad all the time.  She says something that's not
true to see his reaction.  She says she can tell stuff by how he reacts,"
she explained.  Sam nodded.  "It works.  That's how I could tell you saw
mine," she grinned.

   "I really couldn't see much...  Only that they were yellow," Sam
muttered.

   Both stopped talking again.  Dolly was thinking about him seeing her
panties.  It wasn't as horrid as she thought it might be.  She was
embarrassed at the time, but looking back it was also kind of fun.  She
liked the reaction she got from him.  It made her wonder what he looked
like.  She noticed his pants were bulging again.  Naturally she knew what
an erection was and had seen pictures on the internet, but what did "he"
look like?  How big was he?

   "You said it was no big deal, right?" she questioned.  Sam shook his
head.  "So seeing underwear is OK?" she continued.  Sam just nodded.  Dolly
paused, gathering her courage.  "Can I see yours?" she finally blurted.

   Sam stopped short and his jaw dropped.  "Um...  I told you I really
didn't see anything...  just that they were yellow.  Ahh...  Mine are
white. So we're even now?" he mumbled nervously.

   Dolly paused, choosing her words.  "What if I lift up my dress and give
you a good look.  Would you drop your pants down and show me yours?  You
said it was no big deal..."

   "Um...  Would you take your dress off?  I'll take my pants off if you
do," Sam bargained.

   "Um...  I'm not wearing a bra, not that I really have boobs yet. 
There's not much to see," Dolly blushed.

   "How 'bout if we both take everything off but our underwear.  We'll be
even then and I'll go first if you want me to," Sam suggested.

   Dolly hesitated.  He'd see her bare chest if she agreed.  Part of her
was shy about him seeing them, but another part wished she had bigger
breasts for him to see.  Her gaze went to his crotch again.  She could see
his erection sticking out, pushing against his pants, and it made her more
curious.  It also strangely excited her a little having him see her.

   "OK, but not here, out in the open.  Let's go up to the rain shelter on
the hill.  There's just a roof, but it's better than nothing," she agreed
as she headed up the hill with Sam following.  In her mind she tried to
imagine him naked with his erection.

   In a few minutes they were under the rain shelter and looking at each
other, neither knowing where to start.  "You said you'd go first," Dolly
finally muttered.

   "You'll do it, right?" Sam questioned and Dolly nodded.  "OK..." he
muttered as he began to unbutton his shirt slowly.  It was if he was in
slow motion, but the shirt finally came off and he placed it on the bench
at the center.  Just as slowly he sat down and took his shoes off.  As he
stood again and reached for his belt, he whispered, "You'll take off
everything but your panties?"

   Dolly was mesmerized.  Sam stood in front of her, his shirt off and his
belt undone.  This wasn't a picture on the internet, but a real person. 
She nodded, almost in a trance.  Slowly his zipper went down and his pants
opened, revealing his white underpants.  His pants dropped and he bent
down, picking them up, and placed them on his shirt.

   Dolly's eyes were wide open.  In front of her was a boy wearing just
underpants.  His stiff penis was very obvious pushing against the thin
cotton material.  Below it was a bulge that Dolly knew was his balls. 
She'd seen her father in underwear, but he wore boxers and she'd never seen
him hard.  With Sam's briefs, she could see everything...  well, almost
see. He was still covered, but not with much.

   "Your turn," Sam muttered, breaking her trance.  The voices in her head
were screaming at her telling her she never should have agreed, but it was
too late now.  Her dress zipped in the back.  She could have easily
unzipped it, but instead chose to turn her back to him asking him to unzip
it.

   His hand slowly lowered the zipper, lightly brushing her ass when it
bottomed out.  She shook her shoulders slightly causing the straps to drop
to her forearms.  She looked down at her bare chest as she lowered the
dress.  Oh well...  Dolly let go of her dress letting it fall to the
ground. She stepped out of it, picked it up placing it on the bench, and
felt her face flush.

   For a moment Dolly just stood with her back towards Sam.  She knew she
had to turn around, but was nervous about it.  Sam had made no attempt to
hide from her, even with his erection.  Dolly took a deep breath and slowly
turned until she was facing him.  Instinctively her arms had crossed in
front of her chest.  When she realized it, she forced herself to drop her
arms to her side.

   "I told you I didn't have much," she mumbled as her face turned redder.

   "You look good! ...a lot bigger than most," Sam complimented making
Dolly feel a little more at ease.

   "You're a lot bigger than I thought too," Dolly stated, but turned even
more red when she realized what she just said.  "Sorry, I didn't mean... 
Um...  I meant...  I don't know.  I'm so dumb," she stuttered.

   Sam just smiled.  For a few minutes they just starred at each other's
bodies.  Dolly, although still embarrassed with Sam seeing as much as he
was, began to relax some.  She was seeing more of him than she'd ever seen
before.  She also noticed his penis would twitch occasionally and its shape
was much more obvious through the thin material.  "You look good," she
whispered softly, not really aware of her words.

   "Um...  Do you want to take our underwear off too?  You'd see all of me
then," Sam mumbled.

   "Huh?" Dolly gasped after a few moments when what he said had sunk in.
"You mean get naked?"

   "Yeah...  If you want to...  You don't have to or anything.  I just
thought I'd offer...  We can if you want..." Sam stammered.

   "Um...  We should get back before someone comes looking for us right
now. Maybe later?" Dolly answered, not sure what she wanted right now.



   Chapter 2

   The two dressed slowly, both glimpsing at the other as they did. 
Neither said much as they made their way back to the house.  Dolly thought
about what Sam had suggested getting naked.  The thought scared her, but
she had already gotten down to just her panties.  Sam didn't try anything
and seemed OK to her.  She liked seeing his almost bare erection and really
wanted to see more.

   The more she thought about it, the more the idea appealed to her.  He
had already seen her boobs.  She had been embarrassed, but, in a way, proud
showing him.  She hadn't thought she had much, but he seemed impressed,
accented by his stiff cock.  She hadn't thought of herself as sexy, but
maybe she was, at least in Sam's eyes.

   As they approached the others, Dolly noticed tables had been set out and
burgers were on the grill.  From the looks of things the adults had partied
all afternoon and there were beer cans scatters about the chairs they were
sitting in.  All the kids were ushered to one table and food was put in
front of them.

   Dolly didn't appreciate being put at a table of screaming little kids.
She and Sam ate, then stood up.  "Come play with us!" and "Let's all play a
game" was shouted by the little ones.  Two had already started dragging Sam
off and two more were pushing Dolly.  "I need to go to the bathroom.  I'll
join you later," Dolly begged off and the pushers retreated.  "I'll meet
you in the barn.  I can't stand these kids," she whispered to Sam as she
walked passed him.

   Fortunately no one followed her into the house.  Dolly did her business
and then slipped out the side door and headed to the barn.  Instead of
opening the front doors, she walked around back and went into the door to
the tack room.  Her grandparents used to have a lot of horse, but now just
a few.  She looked around and found it actually pretty clean and neat.

   Within a few minutes Sam opened the door and walked in.  She smiled
realizing he had the same idea as she did.  An open barn door would show
they were in there.  "That didn't take you long," she giggled.

   "Funny...  I had to go to the bathroom too," he laughed.

   "It's pretty clean in here," she commented.  Looking around more she
noticed the boards nailed to the wall studs.  It was sort of a ladder
leading to an upstairs storage area.  "I wonder what's up there now?"

   "Let's go see.  At least up there the little kids won't find us," he
chuckled.

   Dolly started climbing the ladder without thinking.  She was half way up
and Sam was standing at the bottom of the ladder now.  Wearing a dress he
no doubt could see right up under it.  After a moment she began to chuckle.
What would he see that he hadn't already seen?  "Enjoying the show?" she
laughed.

   "Yup!  Great view from here," he said as he started to laugh too.

   Dolly continued climbing through the opening in the ceiling.  She didn't
rush though.  It was kinda fun knowing Sam was looking at her panty covered
bottom.  It was a bit dusty up there, but not too bad.  There was a stack
of older horse blankets in the corner, obviously washed before they were
folded and put away.  She pulled one from the middle of the stack and Sam,
almost knowingly, took an edge and the two spread it out on the floor.

   "Peace...  no kids," Dolly muttered as she sat down.  Sam sat down
facing her.  For a while the two just talked.  Eventually the subject of
that afternoon came up and Sam apologized for what happened.  "It's OK.  We
both wanted to do it, so we did.  Are you sorry because we did?" Dolly
questioned.

   "No, I just didn't want you mad at me.  I've never done that before. 
You've always been my favorite cousin and I don't want that to change. 
Your kinda special," he explained.

   "I'm not mad at all.  Most boys are always trying to grab me or peek up
my dress, if I'm wearing one," Dolly began and Sam frowned.  "No...  You
didn't.  Well, you saw up my dress when we were coming up the ladder, but
that's different.  I don't mind you seeing me in just panties.  I was a
little embarrassed at first having nothing on on top, but you didn't try to
do anything.  I also wish I had bigger boobs," Dolly sighed.

   "You've got nice boobs.  They're bigger than most of the girls in my
class.  Well, not that I've seen any of them bare, but...  um..." Sam
paused.

   "Really?  You think mine are bigger?  You're not just saying that, are
you?" Dolly interrupted.  Sam shook his head.  "Has any other girls seen
you in just your underwear? ...or ...um...  less?" Again Sam shook his
head. "Did it bother you having me see you in just underwear?" Once more
Sam shook his head.  "Good!"

   The conversation drifted to another subject, but Dolly's mind (and
Sam's) was still dwelling on the afternoon.  After chatting for a while,
Dolly blurted, "Do you know how bad it is to have to wear a dress?  They're
a pain in the ass!"

   "So take it off," Sam grinned.

   "If I do, will you take off your shirt and pants?" Dolly questioned.  A
big smile formed on Sam's face as he nodded.  This time Dolly didn't ask
Sam to lower her zipper.  If a flash, she had it down and, without even
standing up, quickly her dress was neatly folded next to her.  She looked
at Sam, this time without covering her chest, and stated, "Your turn,"
grinning at him.

   Keeping her legs closed and her knees bent in front of her, Dolly
watched as Sam pulled off his shirt, then stood and dropped his pants,
revealing his ever present stiff cock pushing against his underwear.  He
sat back down, Indian style, making no attempt to hide himself.

   "Is it always stiff like that?" Dolly asked.

   "No, not always, but with a pretty girl to look at..." Sam grinned.

   His comment made Dolly blush.  "Do...  Um...  Ah...  Do you still want
us to take off our underwear?" Dolly mumbled softly.

   "If you want to..." Sam muttered back in a soft voice.  Dolly nodded. 
Neither said anything or did anything for a few minutes.  Dolly, feeling he
may be waiting for her, since she asked this time, took a deep breath,
hooked her thumbs in her panties, and lifted slightly as she pushed them
down and off her feet.  She was nervous, but happy she did at the same
time. She tossed her panties on top of her dress and, with her legs still
in the same position, looked at Sam, but couldn't say anything.

   Dolly could tell Sam was a little embarrassed, but he brought his knees
together, lifted slightly, and his underwear came off.  This time he sat in
the same position as Dolly was.  Neither could really see anything, but
both knew they were both naked.  For a while each just looked at the other
in silence, both wanting to see, but neither knowing how to approach the
subject.

   "I've never been naked with a boy," Dolly muttered.

   "Neither have I," Sam added, making Dolly giggle.  "I mean I've never
been naked with a girl," he corrected.

   "I know..." Dolly whispered.  Silence fell again, until Dolly added,
"It's not as bad as I thought it would be, being naked with you." Sam
looked like he might say something, but didn't.  Another long pause ensued.
Dolly was seeing less now that Sam was naked, frustrating her.  She got
naked so she could see him.  "Do you want to...  um...  Want to...  ah...
Want to kinda look at each other?  If you lay back and let me look at you,
I'll do the same for you," she mumbled,

   At first Sam just sat there, but eventually his legs stretched out and
he laid back, revealing his stiff boyhood for Dolly.  His stiff cock
pointed up towards his head, but was so hard it slightly stood out from his
stomach.  His legs were together, but his ball sack lay proudly at the
union of his legs.  He already had some hair.

   At first Dolly just looked, almost afraid of him.  She knew what men
looked like, but this wasn't just a picture, it was real.  Soon her
curiosity grew stronger than her shyness and she rose to her knees, getting
closer to him.  Her eyes studied his boyhood.  "Can I touch it?" she
finally asked.  "I'll let you touch me," she quickly added.

   Not hearing anything, Dolly looked up at Sam to see him nodding.  Her
hand tentatively went forward, towards his erection.  Her fingertips
touched it.  It felt hot, which surprised her.  Her fingers glided down his
shaft to his ball sack, which was noticeably cooler.  Strangely she felt
more comfortable touching his balls, although his cock was her primary
interest.

   She jumped slightly when Sam moved, but his legs just parted some and he
stopped moving.  Her fingers drifted between his legs cupping his sack. 
She could feel the two globes in it.  Getting braver her hand once again
went to his cock and she wrapped her fingers around his stiffness.  It
seemed strange.  It was so hard, yet felt soft at the same time.  Dolly
discovered the skin on his cock moved, exposing his cockhead even more. 
That fascinated her and she rubbed his cock a few times, sliding the skin
onto, then off of his cockhead.

   Dolly had no idea how long she had been looking at him, but suddenly
became self conscious.  "Thanks," she muttered as she pulled her hand away.
She took one last look before announcing, "Your turn," as she straightened
up.  Sam sat up, looking at her.  She was sitting on her legs, but they
were slightly parted.  She wondered if he noticed she had some hair on her
pussy.

   Her legs stretched out as she reclined.  Sam stood on his knees and
looked at her nude body.  She wasn't really thinking about him seeing as
her eyes were still focused on his stiff cock.  Although it seemed like
forever, it was only a few seconds and Sam wasn't doing anything.  "It's OK
to touch me..." Dolly whispered.

   Slowly he reached out and his hand went to her tit.  Ever so gently he
massaged one, then moved to the other.  Dolly smiled because of the
sensations he was creating within her.  She hadn't realized how nice it
could feel to have a boy rub her boobs.  He spent a few minutes rubbing her
before his hand began to drift down her stomach.  Almost instinctively her
legs parted.

   His hand grazed over her dampening pussy.  Suddenly he shifted making
Dolly think he was already finished â ,¬ -œ just when she was beginning to
enjoy it.  He walked on his knees, stepping over her leg.  She opened them
wider as he settled between them.  His hands slowly slid up her inner
thighs to her pussy.  She blushed as she felt her pussy lips part as he
leaned down, looking inside her.  It made her feel embarrassed, excited,
horrified, and horny, all at the same time.

   One hand pulled away from her while the fingers of his other hand began
it feel around her.  She wasn't sure if he realized it or not, but he kept
bumping her clit, turning her on even more.  When she looked down at him,
all she saw was his hard cock bobbing around and all she felt was his
fingers probing her erotically.  She could feel a fire starting deep within
her.

   It seemed like only seconds had passed when his fingers left her and he
climbed back over her legs, She sat up and faced him.  He was now sitting
Indian style facing her.  She sat facing him in the same position.  For a
while they just looked at each other's sex.

   "Do you...  um...  kinda play with yourself?  I know boys do that,"
Dolly softly asked.

   "Sometimes...  Do you?" he replied.

   "Sometimes..." Dolly admitted.  After a pause, she added, "If you want
to do it now, you can.  I don't mind, if you don't."

   "Do you want to do it?" Sam asked.  She did, but didn't know how to
answer and definitely wanted to watch Sam.  "If you want to, I'll do it
too," Sam added.

   "OK," Dolly agreed.  Neither did anything for a few moments.  Hoping to
encourage him, Dolly dropped her hand to her pussy.  After she did, Sam's
hand wrapped around his hard member and both started stroking themselves.
Dolly hadn't expected to be so turned on and watching Sam really got her
going.

   She was embarrassed rubbing herself in front of Sam.  No one had ever
seen her rub before.  Watching him rub made it worth it.  As he stroked,
the loose skin would partially cover his cockhead, then slide back,
exposing it completely.  His cockhead seemed to be getting darker too.

   Sam suddenly grunted and a stream of white stuff shot out of his cock,
through the air, and landed on her chest, quickly followed by two more
spurts.  Sam's jaw dropped.  "Oh!  I'm sorry!  I didn't mean to do that!"
he blurted as he lurched forward and tried to wipe his cum off her.

   "That was cool!" Dolly exclaimed.  "It's OK.  I know boys squirt.  I
don't care if some got on me.  Don't worry about it," she comforted as she
eased him away.  He settled back as she touched a glob of cum, running it
around with her finger.  Naturally she had stopped rubbing herself too.

   Sam still had a guilty look on his face when she looked back up at him.
"I'm sorry...  I wasn't thinking..." he repeated.

   "I told you it's OK," Dolly interrupted, smiling at him.  "I kinda liked
it." Sam looked back at her questionably.  "It's true.  It's so cool that
boys can do that," she told him, still smiling.

   For a while the two just looked at each other.  "You're still hard..."
Dolly muttered.  Sam's face flushed slightly.  "Does it always stay hard?"
she asked.



   "Are you still horny?" Dolly coyly asked.  Sam's face got slightly
redder as he nodded.  "Good," Dolly grinned.



   Chapter 3

   Sam and Dolly once again sat Indian style, facing each other, and
looking at each other.  "Do you like looking at me?" Dolly asked and Sam
nodded.  "I like looking at you too.  Is it bad we're looking at each other
naked?"

   "I don't think so.  I don't mind you seeing me naked.  Does it bother
you being naked with me?" he asked.  Dolly shook her head.  "I liked you
touching me.  It felt good.  Did you like me touching you?" Dolly blushed
as she nodded.  "Do you want to touch some more?" Once more Dolly nodded.

   Sam scooted over beside Dolly and his hand went to her pussy.  Although
he was somewhat clumsy, it felt good having him rub her.  Since she hadn't
had an orgasm yet, it wasn't long before her fire started.  He was mainly
rubbing the outside, but a finger was slightly slipping between her pussy
lips and probing her.

   Her hand was in his crotch, slowly stroking his shaft and then venturing
to his balls.  She could feel him twitching slightly.  His finger began to
push into her more now.  It wasn't the first time something had gone into
her though.  Her fingers had pushed into her and she had recently tried her
hairbrush handle.  The first time she tried it, it hurt a bit, almost like
someone had pinched her insides, so she stopped.  A few days later she
tried it again, but that time there was no pinch.  She had pushed it all
the ways in.  It felt good!  She got nervous though, and had pulled it out
again.

   Sam's cock was bigger around than her hairbrush handle and longer too.
She wondered if he'd fit.  She was more curious about what it would feel
like though.  Everybody seemed to do it...  well, the older girls.  One of
her friends at school had even tried it and she said she liked it.  There
were others who said how much it would hurt the first time though.  His
hand rubbing her felt good even if he wasn't doing a great job.

   "Um...  Do you want to try something else?" she asked softly.

   "What?" he responded.

   "Ah...  Do you want to try putting it in me?" she blushed.  Sam stopped
rubbing her and shyly nodded.  "If I let you, you gotta pull it out if I
say so, OK?" Sam again nodded.  "I mean it.  You have to pull it right
out."

   "If you want me to pull out, I will...  I promise," agreed Sam.  Dolly
stretched her legs out in front of her and laid back, propping herself up
on her elbows.  She parted her legs.  Sam immediately squirmed between her
open legs, holding his upper body above her on his arms.

   She looked up at him, gathering her courage.  "OK..." she muttered,
adding,"Remember, if I say 'Stop' you have to stop as soon as I say it,
OK?" Sam nodded.  For a moment he didn't move.  Dolly could feel his cock
pressing against her belly, just above her pussy.  "OK...  You can try
putting it in...  just go slow."

   Sam's hips began to move.  His cock was sliding along her pussy lips,
which felt really nice, but he wasn't going in.  She finally realized she
would have to help him.  "Lift up," she requested softly.  His hips rose
and she snaked her hand down between him.  Dolly found his cock and aimed
it at her hole.  "OK...  push in...  but go slow," she told him.

   This time his cock parted her pussy lips and began to sink into her
body. Dolly pulled her hand out from between them.  Sam, as she had asked,
slowly pushed forward steadily.  Dolly felt him entering her body, filling
her.  It didn't hurt, but she felt so full she got nervous.  "Wait!" she
gasped.

   Sam immediately stopped pushing and Dolly felt him begin to pull out of
her.  "No!  Don't pull out," she snapped.  "Just give me a minute," she
added, afraid she would ruin everything.  Sam remained motionless, his cock
still inside her, but not as deep as he had been.  So far nothing had hurt.
"OK, go ahead," she whispered.

   Sam began to push into her again, but this time even slower.  There was
no hurt, no screaming pain like some of the girls had said there would be.
He did feel a lot bigger inside her than he had felt with her hand though.
Dolly wondered what it would feel like when he "bottomed out" like they
said in stories.  So far he hadn't seemed to.

   Sam stopped pushing into her.  She hadn't told him to stop; in fact she
felt he could go in even more.  "Why did you stop?  I didn't say to," she
asked.

   "I'm all the way in," he muttered.

   "Oh," she mumbled, but inside she was smiling.  She had taken all of him
â ,¬ -œ no hurt or pain either.  In fact, aside from feeling full, he felt
good inside her.  She began to relax and opened her legs more for him, no
longer afraid.  The longer he was inside of her, the better he felt as she
became accustomed to the feelings.

   Dolly wanted to reach down between their two bodies and rub herself. 
She could feel the fire within her and wanted to orgasm, but was too shy to
do that.  She sighed when Sam began to move, pulling out of her.  Evidently
he had had enough.  It made her smile when he pulled out just a bit, then
pushed back into her.  Not only was she pleased, his moving felt even
better.  She opened her legs even more, giving him as much room and access
to her as she could.

   His occasional movements grew to where he was now slowly pulling out,
then pushing back into her steadily.  She could feel her climax getting
closer.  Steadily his pace quickened and his in and out movements became
more pronounced.  Dolly knew she would erupt soon.  As Sam's pace continued
to quicken, he reached the point where he was almost pulling out of her
before he slammed back into her.  His breathing sounded a little like
thunder almost.

   Suddenly he backed out too far and pulled completely out of her.  In
desperation Dolly reached down, found his cock, and guided it back into her
pussy.  He slammed back into her hard, triggering her climax.  She had
never orgasmed this hard before.  Wave upon wave of pleasure washed over
her.  Suddenly Sam pushed down hard, grinding her bare ass into the floor.
He stayed still for a moment, then began jerking movements.  Dolly felt his
cock twitching inside of her and suspected he was squirting again.

   Sam's pumping slowed until he was still and on top of Dolly, but his
cock still embedded within her.  Dolly had ceased all movement as well. 
Sam was laying on her, but strangely didn't feel heavy even though his full
weight was on her.  It was more like a cuddly feeling.  His cock was still
inside her and even though neither was moving she could feel his cock
slipping out.  Too soon it fell out of her completely.  Sam rolled off of
her and lay down beside her.

   Dolly could feel Sam's cum drooling out of her pussy.  It was a strange
feeling, something she had never felt before, but it really wasn't
unpleasant.  Both just stared at the ceiling for a few minutes
recuperating. Dolly seemed to be the first to recover.  She lifted her head
and looked down expecting to see Sam's stiff cock.  Instead what she saw
was a soft, much smaller appendage drooping down between his legs.

   "It went soft?" she muttered.  Sam looked up puzzled.  "Your...  Um...
You aren't hard anymore," she repeated, stammering because she didn't know
what to call his penis.

   "Your fault," he grinned.

   "Did I do something?  Are you hurt?" she gasped.

   "No," he chuckled.  "It goes soft after I cum."

   "Can I touch it?" Dolly asked.

   "Sure," Sam smiled.

   Dolly reached down and grabbed Sam's now soft cock.  It was limp,
squishy, and much smaller.  She rolled it around with her hand, completely
mesmerized in the change in it.  Her hands went to his balls, but they
seemed about the same.  She remembered hearing about boys going soft, but
this wasn't exactly how she imagined it.  Even the head was now completely
covered with skin.  She could pull back the skin and the head was still
there, only smaller, but the skin went back over when released.

   The drastic change fascinated her as she continued to study him. 
Surprisingly to her, as she played with his cock, it began to grow again.
Within a few minutes it was again rock hard, just like it had been before.
"It must like my touching it," she giggled.

   "It does," Sam grinned.  Dolly continued playing with him.  "Do you want
to do it again?" Sam asked.

   "Yeah...  but not now.  We should get back to the others before they
come looking for us," she sighed.

   "We still have time," began Sam as they heard the barn door open, then
close again.  "Maybe not..." he frowned.  Sam stood up, his cock still
stiff, and walked to his clothes.  Dolly watched him as he pulled up his
underwear, covering her new found treasure.  His pants and shirt quickly
followed.  Finally he sat back down and, as he put on his shoes and socks,
asked, "Are you going to get dressed?"

   "Oh...  Yeah...  Pass me my clothes?" Dolly sputtered as she was
preoccupied watching Sam dress.  Strangely she felt more embarrassed
dressing in front of him than undressing.  The first thing she grabbed was
her dress and, while still seated, pulled it over her head covering
herself. Sam reached over and zipped it up for her, which surprised and
pleased her.  She was going to grab her panties, but didn't see them. 
"Where are my panties?" she half spoke to herself.

   Dolly looked up to see them balled up in Sam's hand.  "Can I...  um...
keep them as sort of a memento?" he asked softly.

   "That would mean I wouldn't be wearing any," Dolly commented.  Sam
smiled and nodded.  "You won't tell anyone, will you?" Sam shook his head.
Dolly pondered for a moment before saying, "You owe me.  I'll let you have
them, but I want something in return.  I don't know what yet, but I'll
think of something," she conditioned as she put her shoes on.

   "Deal!" Sam grinned as he shoved the panties into his pocket.  "Ready to
go?"

   "Yeah," Dolly answered as both stood up.  Sam went to the ladder and
started climbing down first.  "I get it...  You just want to see me again,"
she laughed as she stepped on the ladder.  "Get a good look, but please
don't try and look when we leave, OK?" Sam, of course agreed.

   Sam reached the floor, but stayed at the ladder.  Dolly knew he was
looking at her.  It made her feel sexy, daring, and strangely "older".  She
stopped and moved her feet so they were at the edge of each side of the
ladder.  Sam could see everything.  Dolly was surprised her body reacted
the way it did.  She liked him seeing.

   "You need to move so I can get down," Dolly giggled.  Sam seemed
reluctant to move, but did anyway.

   Once on the floor, Dolly turned to face him.  "What would you do if I
lifted up your dress right now?" Sam chuckled.

   "Try it and see," Dolly challenged as a smile formed on her face.  Sam
paused, then reached out slowly grabbing the sides of her dress, not sure
what she was going to do.  Dolly just stood there.  Sam began bunching her
dress up with his hands, slowly easing it up, but Dolly still did nothing.
Still unsure what her reaction would be, but encouraged, he slowly lifted
more until the bottom of her dress was at her waist; her pussy completely
exposed.

   Dolly didn't understand it, but she liked him looking.  She brought her
right hand forward to the bulge on his pants and began rubbing his stiff
cock through his pants.  Sam moved his hand to the center of her dress,
just holding it with one hand.  His free hand touched her naked pussy.

   As much as she longed for his touch, she was afraid of being caught. 
She jumped back, away from him.  "I didn't say you could touch me," she
giggled, even though it was exactly what she wanted.  "We gotta get back to
the others.  Would you be mad if I asked for my panties back?  I know I
said you could have them, but if someone sees I'm bare under my dress, like
if it blows up or something, I'll be in big trouble and since I'm with you,
so will you.  I'll wear pants tomorrow and I promise I'll give you the
panties I'm wearing then, OK?"

   Sam reached into his pocket and held out the panties.  She took them and
slipped them on.  "Thanks," she smiled.



   Chapter 4

   The sun was setting as Sam and Dolly left the barn.  They circled around
the house before joining the others, not taking the chance that someone
would see they coming from the barn.  It was like controlled confusion as
everyone was preparing areas to sleep.  Some were in tents, a few were
sleeping in the house, and Dolly and her family had a camper.

   Unfortunately Dolly's bed was a bunk that dropped down over her parent's
bed.  It gave her a separate space with curtains her mother had added for
her â ,¬ -œ sort of.  Normally she would finger herself to orgasm, but
there was no way she could do that tonight with her parents right under
her. She did put a finger in, examining herself though.  Everything seemed
like it always was, even though a lot had change since the previous night.

   When she awoke, she found her parents were already up and there was a
note on the table for her to come to the house for breakfast.  Dolly opened
her suitcase, pulled out jeans and a top, then remembered what she had told
Sam.  She looked over the panties she had brought.  There was a pink pair,
her favorite, which she didn't want to give him.  Instead she chose a blue
pair.  They were nice, but she wasn't crazy over them.  To her blue was for
boys and she hardly ever wore blue.

   Now dressed, she headed for the house.  The kitchen was like a busy
restaurant.  Her mother was at the stove and noticed her walk in.  "Here...
enjoy," she told Dolly as she handed her a plate.  She saw Sam at the
table, so sat in the empty chair next to him.  He smiled when he saw her.

   "No dress today," he chuckled.  Dolly grinned.  "Wearing my panties?" he
leaned over and whispered.

   "Shhh..." Dolly blushed.  "...and yes.  Want to go up to the creek on
the other side of the pasture today?" she suggested

   "Sure," Sam smiled back.  "Maybe we can go swimming."

   The two ate quickly, then slipped out.  This time they made no effort to
hide as they headed toward the pasture.  It was nice.  There were woods on
either side of the pasture providing shade.  They walked leisurely chatting
as they went.  On the far side of the pasture were woods.  The place on the
creek where they were going was a short distance into the woods, even
though the creek meandered through the open pasture.  Dolly could remember,
when there were more horses, they would drink from the creek.

   It only took a few minutes to get to their spot.  It was grassy with no
trees growing, for some reason.  They used to swim here.  The creek was
about 3 feet deep and it widened at this spot.  "Do you want to...  um...
fool around?" Dolly asked.  Of course Sam nodded enthusiastically.

   Dolly, anxious for a repeat performance of yesterday, unbuttoned her
jeans and lowered the zipper, revealing her blue panties.  "Like 'em?" she
grinned.  Before Sam could answer, they heard a twig snap.  Dolly quickly
pulled her zipper back up and rebuttoned her jeans.

   "Hi," Sam said and Dolly quickly turned around to see Jill approaching
them.  She was the next oldest girl after Dolly; about a year and a half
younger.

   "What are you doing here?" snapped Dolly.

   "I didn't feel like playing kids' games and I heard you say you were
coming out here, so I thought I'd come too.  What are we going to do?" Jill
explained.

   "I don't know...  Did you want to do something?" Sam answered.

   "We could go in the creek...  maybe swim," Jill suggested.

   Dolly was furious.  The last thing she wanted was Jill there.  "Yeah,
right!  We have our suits in our pocket!" she snapped.  "...or did you plan
on skinny dipping?  Oh, that's right.  You're too little for that!"

   "No I'm not!  Me and my friends go skinny dipping all the time," Jill
countered.

   "Uh-huh...  Well, this isn't your little girlfriends.  In case you
haven't noticed, Sam is a boy," Dolly mocked.

   "My friends are girls AND boys!" Jill exaggerated.  Actually she had
only done it once.  Her and two friends had been out.  One of the girl's
brother had bumped into them.  Somehow the topic of discussion got around
to swimming naked.  The girl dared her brother to go swimming with them â
,¬ -œ all naked.  He agreed!  The brother and sister began undressing,
goating the others to join them.  In no time the brother, sister, and other
girl were all naked and waded into the water.  Jill stood there still
wearing her panties.  After some mocking and a lot of encouragement, Jill
finally dropped her panties and joined the others.  The whole incident
lasted maybe 15 minutes before the brother said he was going and all
dressed again.

   "Oh, so you and your girlfriends...  and boys, go skinny dipping all the
time, huh?" questioned Dolly again, to which Jill nodded confidently.  "OK
then, let's do it.  You get naked first and then we will, if you dare to,"
Dolly challenged.

   "What if she does?" Sam whispered to Dolly.

   "She won't," Dolly answered.  Much to her surprise, though, Jill pulled
her tee over her head, revealing her boy chest, then unbuttoned and
unzipped her pants.  Slowly and nervously she pushed on them, letting them
fall.  She stared at the ground, not moving, but just standing in a pair of
pink polka dot panties.  "Change your mind?" Dolly mocked.

   "Fine!" Jill snapped as she hooked her thumbs in her panties and pushed
them down so they puddled on top of her pants, which were around her
ankles. "There!  Now you do it!" Jill blurted.

   Both Dolly and Sam were astonished.  Neither expected her to actually do
it.  Dolly, after all her teasing and mocking, felt she had no choice now
and began unbuttoning her top.  Dolly's top fell to the ground and her
jeans dropped.  Sam still hadn't moved.  "You gonna get undressed?  Sorry I
got you into this," Dolly whispered to Sam.

   Sam reluctantly began undressing too.  Dolly watched Jill as she stared
at Sam's still covered crotch.  She noticed that Jill had moved her hands
so they were now covering her pussy and she seemed to be shifting
nervously. Jill's eyes widened as Sam's jeans dropped, revealing the bulge
in his underwear.  Dolly glanced over and was surprised to see Sam wasn't
hard.  Dolly slipped her panties off and, noticing Sam was really nervous
as his underwear dropped, said, "Come on, Sam, let's go into the water."

   The two waded out until they were waist deep, then turned to see Jill
still standing with her hands in front of her crotch and looking at the
ground now.  "Sorry I got you into this mess.  Are you mad at me?" Dolly
whispered to Sam and he shook his head.  "You coming in?" Dolly scowled at
Jill.

   Jill walked in the water up to her knees, keeping her hands in front of
her.  "It's kinda cold," she muttered.

   Dolly realized it wasn't the water that was cold, it was Jill.  "If you
want, you can go back," Dolly offered.  Jill turned and walked to her
clothes.  "Wait," Dolly ordered and Jill turned to face her.  "You saw Sam
and he didn't cover himself.  Move your hands so he can see you.  It's only
fair." Jill hung her head as she slowly brought her hands to her sides. 
"OK...  Here's the deal.  You weren't with us, you didn't see us, and you
don't know where we are.  If you say anything to anyone, I'll tell them it
was all your idea, you stripped, and made us strip too."

   "I won't say anything," Jill mumbled as she quickly dressed and ran off
without even tying her shoes.

   Dolly waded out of the water with Sam following.  "Sorry, I didn't think
she'd do it," she apologized to Sam again.

   "It's OK," Sam comforted.

   "Well, at least you got to see another naked girl," Dolly smiled.  "Why
aren't you hard?" she asked as her hand reached out.  Almost as soon as she
touched his limp cock, it began to stiffen.  "Well, why weren't you hard?"
she giggled.  Sam reached for Dolly's pussy without answering.  "Go make
sure she's gone," Dolly requested.

   "OK," Sam sighed as he reached for his clothes.

   "I dare you to go naked," Dolly grinned.  Sam grinned and nodded before
he crept off hunched down.

   Dolly picked out what seemed to be a soft spot on the grass and sat
waiting for him to return.  It seemed like only a minute had passed when he
walked back up to her.  "She's half way across the pasture," he informed
her as he sat down next to her.

   She looked over and saw him still hard.  Slowly she leaned back onto her
elbows and stretched her legs out.  "Wanna fool around?" she whispered as
her legs parted.  Sam wasted no time moving between her legs.  She felt his
stiff cock on her belly.  As she had yesterday, she reached down between
them and Sam lifted slightly.  Dolly grabbed his cock aiming it as her
pussy.  "OK," she murmured and he pushed forward.  It made her wince
slightly.  She was more sore than she thought from the day before, but he
still felt nice inside her.

   Sam immediately began pumping.  Dolly was already wet, but still a bit
raw.  It wasn't long before Sam grunted, pushed in, and she felt more
comfortable.  He had obviously cum, but was still hard.  "Don't stop!" she
encouraged.  Sam started pumping again.  The added lubrication of his cum
was all she needed and Dolly erupted.

   For the second time she had gotten fucked and climaxed.  She had been
having orgasms for almost a year now, by herself, but this way was so much
better.  Sam shot his load for a second time, then rolled off of her.

   Neither moved for a while.  Dolly had her eyes closed, savoring the
pleasure her body gave her.  She could feel cum oozing from her pussy and
down her ass crack, but she didn't care.  She didn't care that she was
completely naked, her legs still parted, and Sam was right next to her. 
Two day ago she would have died from embarrassment, but now she almost
hoped he was looking at her.

   As her body settled, she became more aware of his cum drooling from her
pussy and she also needed to pee.  Rather than just squat behind a bush or
something equally as crude, Dolly decided to wade into the water so she
could clean off too.  "Be right back," she mumbled as she stood and walked
into the water.

   Afraid he may be able to tell she was peeing, she kept her back to him.
It only took a short time to accomplish her tasks and she turned to walk
out of the water again.  "You got a cute butt," Sam commented.  He was
propped up on his elbows watching her.  His comment made her blush
slightly, but she stopped and stood knee deep in the water, letting him
look.  He was naked too, his limp cock now drooping between his parted
legs. He made no attempt to hide from her.  It made her feel special and
somewhat grown up.

   "I don't have much to show yet," she said, attempting to pass off his
compliment.

   "I like your body," Sam replied.

   "Thanks.  I like yours too," she blushed.