Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Like all of my work this is fiction. Pure and simple. If you don't like the idea of young people testing their boundaries then you should read no further. Likewise, if you are underage or in a part of the world where such written expressions are forbidden then you should go elsewhere. I'm always happy to hear from people and friends old or new. Email me here: Knjfriend(at)yahoo.co.uk Six is a magic number! For years there had been three. Alison, Jake and Jordan had grown up alongside each other in the quiet cul-de-sac. They had played in the summer sun, run through the winters rain and built snowmen on those rare occasions when the white stuff had fallen sufficiently. Jake had been 8 and Alison and Jordan 9 when Michelle had moved in to one of the new builds up the lane. Michelle had fitted in nicely with the group and, by coincidence, shared her exact birthday with Jake. A year or so later, when the last of the houses were built, twins Kyle and Luke joined the happy band. Now the group sat around the small green as the spring sunshine fought with the March wind to maintain some form of pleasant temperature. All were due birthdays in the next few months. The twins would be first at the end of March when they would reach the heady heights of 14, Jordan was due to turn 13 in the first week of April and Alison would catch him up a week later. Michelle and Jake had to wait until early May before they hit 12. A few subtle changes had snuck up on the happy band. Homework in drifts and sporadic hormones mainly. The homework varied from age group to age group and from week to week. The hormones had their biggest impact when the girls first got their periods and, for a while at least, simply didn't want to join in the games played on the green or in the nearby fields. Some good natured groping by the older boys was quickly copied by Jordan and Jake and the girls were used to fighting off the occasional wandering hand or lewd suggestion. They were far from backwards in coming forwards themselves and soon learned that attack is the best form of defence when they ganged up on Jordan, robbed him of his shorts and dashed off giggling as the boy covered the front of his underwear with his hands. That had been last summer when the weather, briefly, had been warm enough for such games. Jordan had sworn revenge, the girls had laughed and it had been forgotten. The conversation today centred around the twins birthday celebrations. The group were set for cinema and then tea afterwards and the discussion was to pick a film. I'd like to say that there was some form of back of the cinema orgy to liven this up a bit - but there wasn't. The kids enjoyed the film in a way that kids often do, exchanging sweets and comments quietly between them and then talking nineteen to the dozen as they left the cinema and found the waiting parents for the ride home. There was no orgy at the tea table or afterwards either. Simply half a dozen good friends sharing food and silly jokes. That's not to say that the twins, in particular, didn't fantasise about getting one or both of the girls naked. Indeed, they would often lie in their shared room deep into the night discussing the pro's and con's of Alison and Michelle. It's not to say that the girls didn't get their back sides palmed from time to time or, when an excuse could be found, their small breasts mauled. It's just simply that the group knew best how to behave as friends, especially when under the watchful eye of one or more sets of parents. The Easter holidays chimed into existence in time for Jordan's birthday and were in full swing for Alison. Two more films seen and two more birthday teas eaten and then the sun finally took control and the wind went on holiday and the kids had a full week of outdoor freedom. "So what we gonna do?" asked Jake late one morning. They gang had gathered on the green before moving off to one of the many fields and now sat watching the sheep graze gently. A chorus of "Dunno" filled the air before silence descended once again. It was almost as though the good weather had caught them all out. As if they fully expected to have no choice but to huddle around the tv playing shoot `em ups, or dragging out some dusty board game and hadn't had time to consider being outside. "I know" announced Jordan quietly. All eyes turned to Jordan. He grinned. "I owe the girls a de-bagging" "no way" snapped Alison Jordan looked into her eyes, recognised some form of steely determination and decided on the easier option. "Michelle it is then - any of you guys gonna help?" Jordan grinned. Michelle checked the faces in the circle, saw the hunter instinct hiding there and shrieked as she stood and ran away from the group. The boys gave chase as one. Alison sat and watched for a few moments before standing and making her way across the field the way her friends had dashed. She had lost sight of them as they crested a small rise but from the shrieks she guessed that Michelle was all but caught. Indeed, it was Kyle who had first caught up with the girl. He ran alongside her for a few paces before colliding with her and sending her sprawling onto the grass. Luke had pounced then, holding the struggling girl long enough for Jake and Jordan to join the crush. Michelle thrashed around as best she could but with the twins pinning her arms and Kyle sat astride her chest she had little hope. She squealed for help as Jordan tugged off her shoes. She squealed loud enough for the boy to hesitate. "Shut it" snapped Kyle "This is just pay back. Keep squealing and the panties come off too." "You wouldn't" Michelle cried Kyle and Luke smiled down at her and the girl stopped struggling. Shoes off Jordan shimmied up her legs and fought with the fastening of her jeans. He unzipped her as best he could and then retreated to her feet where he stood, grabbed hold of both trouser legs and tugged. Nothing happened. At least nothing happened until the twins started tickling the girl. Michelle's natural reaction was to buck her hips, the jeans moved quickly past her buttocks and yelping with joy Jordan tugged them free of her flailing legs. Jake got off her and chased after Jordan as he twirled the jeans around in the air above his head, Kyle followed suit and Luke, well Luke took the opportunity to grab a handful of arse and a cupful of mound before he too flew off after the denim flag. Alison helped the girl to her feet and the two of them walked slowly back to the group. The boys whooped and whistled as the panty clad Michelle stood in the middle of the gathering to reclaim her jeans and then all settled again as the conversation wet around one more time. "What we gonna do?" asked Jordan this time. The following morning twins were sat at the edge of the field chatting idly as they waited for their friends to show up. They were earlier than normal and were content to just wait and enjoy the early morning rays of the sun. Unusually, Michelle was the next to appear and the quiet conversation continued three ways rather than two. "Jeez the others are late today" Michelle finally quipped "Well if you're bored........" stated Luke "What?" the girl asked, almost guessing the answer even as she spoke. "No way guys" she added as she backed away from the two advancing teens. "C'mon Kyle, lets get those jeans off her again." Laughed Luke as the girl turned and ran. In truth Michelle was giggling and squealing so much that the tears clouded her sight and her run became something of a fast stagger. The twins caught her quickly enough and then, half dragged and half carried her over the rise and out of site of the gate and usual meeting place. Michelle giggled as hands held her, tickled her, groped her. She giggled as her shoes came off, as her jeans were undone. She giggled as they were pushed to her ankles. She giggled as hands found her ribcage just above her waist. She giggled and squealed as the breeze played over her skin and her shirt rose. She stopped giggling when the front clasp of her bra pinged open and fingers found her hard erect nipples. Michelle started to speak. Luke dug his fingers into her ribs and she chose to giggle instead. Hands brushed over her skin, over her breasts, over her nipples and over the cotton covered mound that only she had ever played with before. The giggling continued sporadically as the boys concentrated more and more on her breasts and nipples. "You're gorgeous" hissed Luke Michelle smiled up at him and he bent to cover her mouth with his. He stayed there, locked over her lips whilst he forced his tongue into her mouth. He withdrew and the girl had barely time for breath before Kyle followed suit. Michelle had no idea how long they had been there in the field when the sound of voices floated over the grass to her. But she was suddenly very aware of the hands on her breasts, the hand between her thighs and the distinct lack of clothing. She pushed the boys away and something in her movement made them understand her need. They rolled away and watched her cover herself. They listened as she hissed that they mustn't tell and they smiled as she demanded they promise and Luke answered her by pulling her down alongside him and shoving a hand up her shirt to squeeze a breast one last time. She giggled, pushed him away and fairly sprinted over the rise towards the sound of voices and her friends. Alison raised an eyebrow as Michelle bounded towards them with the twins following a few feet behind. "What?" squeaked Michelle "where have you lot been. We got bored and went for a walk." "Been here a bit answered Jake. Called for you but nobody answered" "Must have been in the next field over" answered Luke. "So what do we fancy doing today?" chimed Kyle moving the conversation to safer ground. It was several weeks into the summer term before the twins got their hands on Michelle again. She and Jake had enjoyed a combined birthday celebration and had now "caught up" as far as the years went. As May drifted towards the end and June arrived around the corner there came a Saturday. Michelle rang the doorbell and waited for an answer. The answer was short and to the point. "Jeez Michelle" snapped Alison "I told you yesterday, I'm going to my cousins wedding today." "Yeah sorry" hurried Michelle "Forgot is all." "The others are meeting at Luke and Kyle's - wish I could be too" she smiled as she closed the door and Michelle retreated down the path. Moments later she rang the bell at the twins house. "Hey Mitch" answered Luke "C'mon in." he added as he stepped aside to allow the girl entry. "The others here yet?" Michelle asked as she made her way down the familiar hall to the kitchen where the rest of the family would be. "Bit early" suggested Luke glancing at his wristwatch. "Uh-huh" the girl acknowledged as she pushed the kitchen door open. Kyle sat at the table eating a bowl of cereal. He was alone. "Where are mum and dad?" the girl asked a little uncertain of herself. "Shopping" replied Luke as he closed the door. "Hey Mitch" called Kyle "Want some tea, or toast, or both?" "No you're ok. I had breakfast." She replied. "It'll be an hour or so before the boys come round" said Luke thoughtfully "How come you're so early?" "Dunno" replied the girl "I was ready so I went and called for Ali" "Isn't she going to a wedding or something" asked Kyle as he gulped down the last of his toast. "Yeah I just forgot is all" the girl smiled "Forget my head if it wasn't screwed on." The twins laughed at her. "So" started Kyle "What should we do for the next hour or so?" "Kyle Martin don't you get any silly ideas." She snapped "Hey" cried Luke "that's my bro, he doesn't have silly ideas.... Well not many" Michelle giggled. "Have you noticed?" Kyle asked his brother "that Michelle always giggles just before we get her jeans off." "I had" agreed Luke, smiling as her eyes went wide. "C'mon guys" she started "And that" announced Kyle "Was a clear invitation to tickle her clothes off of her." "Guys" she said again as she stood. "GUYS!" she squealed as Luke found her ribcage with both hands. Luke slipped one hand under her shirt and cupped a breast through her bra whilst the other dug deeply into the tender flesh between rib cage and hip. The girl squealed and writhed even as Kyle stepped forward and grabbed the hem of her jeans with both hands, tugging her towards himself as he did so. "Guys" she hissed between giggles and squeals "what if your mum and dad come home?" "Hear that bro?" asked Luke "she doesn't mind us stripping her she just doesn't wanna get caught." "It's ok Mitch" grinned Kyle as he lowered her zipper "Mum and Dad won't be back for a couple of hours. We'll take you upstairs anyways." He added. Luke gave up any pretence of tickling the girl as his second hand snaked under her shirt to join the first and, as he held her breasts and supported her weight under her arms his brother hoisted her legs up and the twins carried the girl, carefully, up the stairs. Michelle had been in their shared room many times of course but it felt rather different being carried in like some captured animal. It felt even more different when, a few seconds later, her shoes were tugged off and tossed aside and her jeans followed them to the corner of the room. "Arms up" said a voice from behind. Michelle didn't respond verbally but simply raised her arms above her head as her sweatshirt was hoisted up and off. The boys stepped back briefly to admire their captive. Michelle stood about 5'2. She had a slim, almost tomboyish build with long runners legs, muscles that told of outdoor play and lightly tanned skin. That body, so adored by the teenage twins, was topped by a mop of shoulder length brown hair from which shone a pair of deep green eyes. "GUYS!" she squealed, hands on hips in her bra and panties She couldn't maintain the serious expression for very long when they advanced towards her. "Guys!" she half giggled as Luke turned her around to face Kyle whilst he fiddled with the clasp of her bra. She made no attempt to stop the boy, to move away or twist out of his reach. She made no attempt to cover her breasts as her bra was pushed off her shoulders and she made no attempt to stop Kyle when both hands reached simultaneously for her bare breasts. "Guys!" she hissed quietly as she was sandwiched between the two teens with hands trailing all over her young body. Michelle was aware of the hand between her legs and she was well aware of her actions as she parted her legs a little to allow access. "Good girl" hissed into an ear. Another hand slipped under the waistband at the rear and alternatively smoothed and squeezed her left buttock. All the time her face and neck were being kissed and her breasts gently fondled. At what point her panties finally gave way she could not be sure. One moment they were right where she had left them and the next they were around her ankles. Michelle stepped out of them and allowed herself to be led across to one of the beds. She lay down with Luke alongside her. Kyle quickly appeared behind her and once again the sandwich was complete. Once again lips and hands were everywhere at once. At some point the boys slipped off their shirts and Michelle enjoyed the flesh to flesh sensation even as her young body was being caressed and probed. Still the ringing of the doorbell came as something of a shock. Briefly she sprang up to try and gather clothes but Kyle held her back, made soothing noises and dragged her back to a prone position whilst Luke answered the door. When she opened her eyes again and forced herself back to the daylight Luke was standing alongside the bed. The gist of the conversation was that he had agreed to meet Jake and Jordan at the field and that he had agreed to call for me on the way. To start with the boys had to help the girl with dressing but soon the dream wore off and a sudden rush of guilt and excitement propelled her to dress faster than she had ever dressed before. Michelle walked down the lane between the two teens who, only moments before, had lain either side of her and stroked her nakedness. She smiled. "So" asked Jake not 20 minutes later "What we gonna do?" Luke looked at Kyle, who smiled. He looked at Michelle whose eyes went wide as she caught on and he looked at each of the younger boys. "Well" he answered as Michelle rose and started moving away from the group "we're gonna chase Michelle and when we catch her we're gonna strip her." "GUYS!" Michelle cried as she moved still further away. "She might tell" argued Jordan "If she didn't want to play" smiled Kyle "she would have gone the other way, not towards the other side of the ridge." Jake and Jordan still didn't move. "C'mon" encouraged Luke "you wanna see a girl naked?" Michelle broke into a trot as the boys rose in unison. It was true of course and she realised it at that very moment. If she hadn't wanted to play along she would have gone towards the houses not away from them. A shiver ran through her as she thought of four sets of hands on her and she slowed her pace, just a little. She stood, panting and slightly out of breath, just over the rise. Four boys, boys who she knew, trusted and liked surrounded her. Four boys who had every intention of stripping her, touching her, feeling her. She shivered again. "We can still be seen" announced Luke "Come a bit further down the slope." Michelle moved first, down slope and the boys followed knowing that permission had been granted. For the rest of the morning the boys stroked, caressed, probed and studied her naked form. "Ever been fingered?" somebody asked Michelle shook her head. She parted her legs as the hand came towards her and gasped as the first finger penetrated her. Her senses, already high and alert, were instantly overwhelmed and she shuddered her orgasm into the grasses around her. "Cool" she heard in the distance before new fingers tried the fit. Certainly four boys, four pairs of hands, however inexperienced, had no difficulty in arousing a young girl. Once they had found the key they kept turning it in the lock and the pre teen shuddered and rocked under their combined assault. They helped her dress and guided her back across the fields in time for lunch. It was a slight daze for the young girl. She sipped at her soup and nibbled at her roll and then excused herself. She rang the doorbell at Jordan's house almost on autopilot. The door opened and she went in. Jordan's parents were doing their shopping that afternoon. They had two hours. Michelle was naked for 1 hour and 50 minutes.