The Adventures Of Carly
Part 2
By August
Here is the second part of my story, the sexual history of Carly. If you like, please write me with your feedback, any questions or comments.
The next Friday night, my friend Sally slept over. We did our homework together, as we often did. We were both good students. However, this time was different. After I noticed her in the locker room a few days earlier, I thought of her in a new way. I kept staring at her, her developing body. I desired her. I knew I had to have her. I just wasn’t sure how to go about it.
The Vietnamese girl was so pretty. Like I wrote about before, she was growing tits already. They were just like little puffs on her chest. I was so envious! She had long beautiful black hair. She was two inches taller than me. She was a little chubby, but not too bad. She wore glasses too.
We finished our work. We started playing some of my records, our favorite groups, Duran Duran and Thompson Twins. When we were listening to them, she said, “Hey Carly. I forgot to say, you’re invited to my birthday party next month. I mean of course you’re invited.” “Thanks Sally! Yeah, I know. We are best friends.” She smiled back at me. She said, “I can’t believe I’m gonna be twelve. We are getting so old.”
Then I asked, “But, who else are you gonna invite?” Neither of us had many other friends. She nodded and said, “I don’t know. I mean, my parents, my sister and brother, and some cousins. I know, it’s kinda lame.” “Oh, don’t worry. We will have fun.” I always liked her family.
Then she said, “Oh, do you think I could invite your brother?” “Aaron? Why do you want that dork at your party?” I actually knew she had a crush on him for a while. “Um, well I guess I could ask him. But Sally, There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you about. About him.” Her eyes showed interest, as she would about anything related to him. “Sure Carly. What is it?”
I told her the whole story, about what happened between my brother and me just a few days earlier. She seemed shocked, understandably. Her eyes practically bulged out of her head. When I finished telling it, we were both silent for like a minute.
“Oh my god! I don’t believe it! You did it with your own brother!” “That’s right.” I responded. “I fucked him.” “Carly!” She exclaimed. “Don’t say that bad word!” “Oh c’mon. It’s a fun word.” She looked at me for a second, and said softly, “Fuck.” We both laughed.
Then I said, “I have to go to the bathroom. Come on.” We went to the bathroom together, as us girls do. I pulled my jean shorts and panties off, and sat on the toilet. She looked at her hair in the mirror, as I peed. I noticed her sneaking little glances at me as I was pissing. I wiped, and zipped up.
“Do you have to go?” I asked. “Uh, sure.” She was wearing a pink skirt. She pulled her panties down and sat on the toilet to do it. I decided to look at her some more, this time not hiding my interest. “Carly, what are you doing?” “I just want to look at you. Is it okay? It’s just that, you have such a nice body. Can I watch you pee?” “Oh, well I guess that’s okay.”
I sat cross legged in front of her. My face was a few inches away from her young pussy. Like I mentioned in part one, it had a few hairs growing on it. I still had nothing there.
She laughed, and said, “I can’t pee with you being there! I have like stage fright or something!” “Oh c’mon. I started to chant: Pee, pee.“ We both laughed. Then I asked, “Sally, how do you say pee in Vietnamese?” I knew she was bilingual. “Well, you can say di giai.” (Thank you Google! August.) Then I started to say, “Di giai, di giai.”
“Okay!” she exclaimed. She closed her eyes, and started to do it. Her piss started to trickle down, and then started to flood out of her. It was so hot to watch her doing it. I knew I wanted to taste it.
“There I’ve done it!” “Good girl,” I responded. She stuck her tongue out at me. (More about her tongue later.) She reached for the toilet paper, but I stopped her hand. “Sally, let me wipe you.” “Oh, well I guess it can’t be any weirder than what we’ve been doing already.” I took the paper, and started to wipe her down there.
Then I started to rub her slowly. “What are you doing?” She asked. “Sally, just shut up for a minute, okay?” “Oh, well, okay.” I guess it was a little mean, but it felt right for the moment. I masturbated her more. I found her developing clit, and paid special attention to it. I saw a look of pleasure on her face, and she moaned softly.
Then I said, “Hey Sally, do you dare me to taste it?” “What! I guess.” I really wanted to do it. I took the wad of paper to my mouth, and popped it in. I started to chew. I loved the taste of her combination of piss and pussy juice. It tasted even better than mine.” She stared at me in amazement.” “Carly, what does it taste like?” “It’s really great. Taste it yourself.” “Um, okay.”
She took more paper, and wiped herself. She didn’t take too long to put it in her mouth. I saw her smile. “You’re right. My pee does taste really good.” I smiled back at her. “I’m glad.”
Then I did it. I screwed up my courage. I kissed her on the lips. At first, she seemed surprised, but then she got into it. We started making out, dancing our tongues together. I took my right hand, and stuck my index finger inside her pussy. She moaned, this time really loud. After a few minutes of necking and finger fucking, I took my hand and put my finger in her mouth. She sucked on it. She nodded in approval.
Then I proposed, “Come to my room.” We held hands, and walked to my bedroom. I started to take of all my clothes, and she did too. Fuck, I loved her body. Her tits were even a little bit larger than the other day.
I commanded her, “Lie down on my bed.” I had an idea what to do from my brother’s videotape. I sucked on her right nipple. I circled it with my tongue. Then I did her left. Then I ate out her semi hairy pussy. I didn’t quite know what I was doing, but I fumbled through. She moaned some more, so I figured I was doing something right. Then I told her to turn over. I stuck my tongue in her ass, and ate it out.
After like ten minutes of this, she must have had at least two orgasms. I kissed her again, so she tasted her own pussy and ass. Then I said to her, “Sally, I want you to do the exact same stuff to me.” “Yes Carly,” she responded, obediently. She did it all to me. She was really good, for a first timer. I came a little.
Then I wanted to try one last thing. It would be difficult, but I was determined to make it work. I positioned our bodies so that our pussies were touching each other. Then I started to grind on her. We started fucking each other that way. I figure this was the time I lost my lesbian virginity, after just having lost it to my brother. What a week!
Then she started coming. I did too. It was really intense. I yelled, “Oh fuck! This feels so good!” She responded, “Yeah, it really does! Thank you for doing this to me.”
Then we both came down from our intense cum. I kissed her again. She said, “Carly, I love you.” I wasn’t expecting that. I said back, “I love you too Sally.” I then knew our relationship would never be the same.
Suddenly the door of my bedroom opened. It was my mom! She looked at us in our naked state in shock. “Carla Jane Rabinowitz, what is happening here?” I looked back at her and smiled.
Part 3 coming soon. August at [email protected]
Added by August
