A Sleepover We’ll Never Forget

Sydney’s Thoughts: I asked Daddy if I could have my cousin Ami over for a sleepover this weekend. I just turned 14 a week ago, and I wanted to have her come to our house so that we could have some fun together. Her daddy and my daddy are brothers, and we are just about the same age . . . in fact it’s her birthday this evening and we will now be the same age. Daddy was kinda hesitant; because the last time I slept over at HER house . . . we kinda got caught doing naughty stuff . . . like under the covers. It was so strange because it was actually my daddy that caught us, even though it was at her house.

Let me explain. She has a queen size bed in her room and we were both in it, talking about boys and how they get all HARD and stuff when she asked if a boy had ever kissed me or not. Sadly, I had said NO, and she got all excited. Her excitement had to do with her being in the same position . . . having never kissed a boy either. So she was like all geeked up about us practicing together which definitely caught me by surprise. I definitely like boys . . . and I doubt if I would have been comfortable kissing any other girl, so I kinda said it would be alright to practice for a little while. So let’s go back to that night and let you witness what actually took place:

Flashback to Me and My Cousin Kissing

“So Sydney . . . why don’t we like give it a try and practice kissing,” said Ami.

“Okay . . . do you want to be the boy or should I?” I asked. This question seemed to surprise her and after a few seconds of contemplation she said, “Why don’t I be the boy . . . and I will act the way boys would on a date.” I agreed and waited for her to start. Now keep in mind we both had on thin tank tops and panties, which would in some ways help dictate how things went from this point forward. I had my head on the pillow next to her and Ami sat up and looked down at me.

“Sydney . . . you are one HOT girl and I want to kiss you!” I was about to start laughing because she tried to sound like a boy . . . but she leaned over and quickly placed her lips onto mine . . . and so it began. I had kissed my daddy goodnight before, but this was WAY different. Her lips felt wonderful on mine as we both moved our heads slightly from side to side, trying to mimic what we had seen on television and at the movies. By mistake, I slipped my tongue in between her lips and she opened up her mouth wider to let me go in further. We didn’t know it, but we were beginning to moan as we continued our practice session. Then . . . and I almost screamed . . . I felt her fingers on my shoulder and then slowly moving closer to my developing breasts. As much as I was enjoying her lips up against mine, the feel of her hand and fingers on my body (especially heading in the direction of my titties) immediately caused my pussy to twitch with desire. She was playing her role to the “T” because I knew boys liked to touch girls’ breasts, almost as much as they liked to jack off.

I held my breath as her hand cupped my firm breast and she began to squeeze it gently (probably a lot more gently than a boy would have on a first date). I had done this to myself before . . . but having someone else do it, was TRULY lighting up my body. My pussy had begun to almost drip with excitement . . . especially when her next move, caused me to moan MUCH louder as she had found my nipple and had begun to lightly pinch it between her thumb and forefinger.

As aroused as I was . . . I knew how much better it would feel if her hand was UNDER my top and tweaking my naked nipple below it. As our lips continued to passionately keep their union, I reached over and found her hand that was fondling my breast and lifting up the bottom of my top and pulling it upwards . . . I laid her hand on my bare breast and cupped it to my body, hoping she would continue her fondling. I could hear her breathing much faster as she pulled up her other hand and in tandem began to twist and turn . . . BOTH of my bare nipples simultaneously.

I broke our kiss and said: “That feels so FUCKING AWESOME!” And that is when everything fell apart. Neither of us had heard my daddy enter Ami’s bedroom, but we certainly heard him speak up at that moment:

“Girls . . . it’s time to get to sleep. I had to use the bathroom and I thought someone was in pain as I passed your door,” he said. Ami yanked down my top and immediately bolted over to her side of the bed.

“Sorry Uncle Mike. Our bad . . . See you in the morning!” and she hurriedly turned the opposite way and settled in to sleep.

“Yeah sorry Dad,” I said looking at him in the semi-darkness. What I also saw . . . was that he was pulling his hand slowly out of his pants . . . and even in the poor light; I saw a huge bulge spiking out his front and realized he might have been standing there for several minutes . . . enjoying our little show.

“No problem. We can talk Allllllll about this the next time Ami comes to our house,” and that was the last any of us spoke about it.

Move Ahead to the Present

It’s Friday night and I can hardly wait for Ami to arrive. Daddy and I had Chinese for dinner and being a bit nosey, I looked at a packing slip that came to the house when I got home from school. It was from CosiG Studio Wear and it said there were 2 leotard jersey tank thongs inside. Since I knew Daddy wouldn’t be wearing jersey tanks . . . I was certain it was probably for me and maybe even Ami! I put the packing slip back in the basket and went to the computer in the den and looked for emails. Daddy came into the den with two identical wrapped presents with bows on them.

“Who are those for?” I asked innocently as he set them down.

“I bought you guys a couple of outfits to wear tonight during your sleepover. We are going to keep working on your kissing lessons while Ami is here and I thought it might be fun wearing something a bit different and kinda sexy.” Our conversation was interrupted as the doorbell rang. Daddy excused himself and I overheard his brother and Ami talking. Soon she entered the room and we hugged.

“Daddy is going to surprise us in a couple of minutes. He wants us to keep practicing what we started in your bed last month,” I whispered.

“Really? I thought he was like all upset about us playing around.”

“I never told you . . . but I think he watched us for a while before he told us to go to sleep. After you said goodnight, I peeked to where he was standing at the end of the bed and . . .don’t ever tell him this . . . he was like taking his hand out of his pants . . .and the front of his jeans were like all spiked out!”

“You mean he had a BONER!” she said enthusiastically.

“Shhhhhhhhh Uh huh . . . a big one!”

“Awesome. He can be the boy this time when we practice, especially with something like THAT inside his pants. And maybe we can even see that BIG ONE up close and personal!”

“You are sooooo naughty, Ami . . . and I absolutely love you for it!” I said squeezing her hand. I heard Daddy saying goodbye to his brother and Uncle Cliff saying “If she gives you any trouble, just give her a good spanking!” and they both laughed and soon Daddy was in where we were.

“OK ladies . . . you probably heard what Cliff said . . . so maybe I should begin tonight’s little party . . . by spanking both your little bare butts for what I saw you doing last time!” he said with a smile on his face. He sat in a reclining chair across from the love seat where we were sitting.

“We were just fooling around Uncle Mike. Nothing TOO crazy,” she said harmlessly.

“Holding Sydney’s naked tittie in your hand and kissing her on the lips qualifies for being Way Crazy for a couple of teen girls Ami. If I heard things right, you were pretending to be the boy and Sydney was the girl . . . right?” We nodded our heads.

“Tonight I feel VERY qualified to be the boy and you guys can take turns being the girl. It’s time to learn what to do, once you two start dating . . . maybe ten years from now!” We both yelled, “NO WAY” at the same time and then we began laughing.

“I have two little treats for you before we begin. First, I sent away for these two outfits for you both and I want you to go into the bathroom and put them on, and leave all the rest of your clothes in there. Second, I bought a few Raspberry Coolers for us . . . and I want you both to promise . . . what happens tonight . . . will remain a secret forever. Promise?”

“Promise!” we chimed.

“Great now put these on for me and come right back!” We each took a wrapped present and headed into the bathroom. Once inside we began to jabber.

“Wine coolers for us? Awesome!” said Ami as she undid her jeans and let them fall to the floor.

“Let’s see what’s in the packages,” I said, ripping mine apart. I immediately noticed the color which was very close to our skin color as I pulled apart the wrapping paper.