The Daring Naughty Sleepover_(0)

The Daring Naughty Sleepover (ff, mff, Mff, exhibitionist)

Summary – Cindy and Stacy have a long-awaited sleepover. Things get a bit naughty…

This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life.

*** It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t fuck up other people’s lives!

Cindy and her friend Stacy were having a sleep-over. It was the first time they would be left alone in an empty house in their entire young lives. Two glorious nights of freedom! Cindy’s parents had to leave town for the weekend and had decided she was finally old enough to stay by herself. She begged to have her best friend stay with her, “So I won’t get scared,” she said. The truth was, she really just wanted to be alone with her friend. To talk openly about boys (without being overheard), to squeal out loud (without being told to ‘be quiet’), and to walk around in just their panties on (if they wanted to, and she wanted to)!

Cindy was a beautiful, long haired blonde with bright blue eyes. She had large breasts for her age, flat stomach and nice, round ass. She had hardly any fat at all – only ‘baby fat’, as her dad would say, and then he would stroke her soft tummy and hips. Stacy was nearly the opposite, but just as hot! She had dark short hair with deep green eyes – smaller tits than Stacy, but with large puffy nipples and a very fuck-able ass. She was a little shorter and thinner than Cindy. They were both very proud of their hot, young bodies.

BFF’s since grade school, they had many sleepovers before, but it was never as much fun as they hoped. Both of their parents kept a close watch on them, especially as the girls began growing into sexy young women. It seemed the bigger their breasts got, the more protective their parents became – always telling them to “Keep it down! Change your clothes! Cover your selves up”, and the worst “Go wipe off that slutty makeup!” They never had any privacy either, as their parents were always checking up on them; monitoring what they listed to or watched, and opening the bedroom door without knocking. It seemed that if they were too quiet, or too loud, they could count on a parent walking in on them!

The big day finally arrived, after two weeks of giggling, whispering and planning! Stacy’s parents dropped her off after school Friday with her bags. She had packed everything she needed for the big event – music, movies, swim-suit, make-up, toothbrush and her clothes – shorts, t-shirts and extra panties – including some ‘sexy’ ones her parents didn’t know about! She felt so naughty!

Cindy’s parent went over everything one last time. “Don’t forget to lock the doors” and “Remember to call us every day”, etc… and finally, they left, closing the door behind them. Cindy locked the door and turned towards her friend. The girls stared at each other, their grins growing. They raised their eyebrows, their eyes bugging out in happiness. They had to cover their mouths to keep from screaming in joy. They snickered uncontrollably; Cindy grabbed her friend’s hand and pulled her into the living room and away from the door, so her parents couldn’t hear them. They began laughing out loud.

“This is going to be great!” Cindy said, hugging her friend in happiness. They bounced up and down until Stacy pulled away and looked at Cindy with an odd expression on her pretty face.

“Well,” Stacy said, grinning mischievously, “What do we do first, slut?” They had started to call each other dirty names a while ago, after a naughty discussion about boys. Cindy’s nickname was ‘slut’, and Stacy’s was ‘whore’.

“I’m getting out of these frumpy clothes, whore!” said Cindy. “Then I’m cranking up some music and dancing around the house like a crazy bitch!”

“Whoo, hooo!” Stacy cried and began gyrating her body to imaginary music.

They quickly ran to Cindy’s room. Their joy was nearly uncontrollable. Still giggling, they kicked off their shoes. Cindy pulled her shirt over her head, and threw it in the hamper. Her friend followed. They glanced at each other standing together in their bras.

“I have an idea” said Stacy. “I declare this to be a ‘No bra weekend!’” Stacy was always the more daring of the two. She quickly reached around and pulled off her bra. It felt so good to have her ‘little girls’ free! It was her favorite part of the day! She rubbed them up and down and pinched her nipples like she did at home.

“Alright, ‘No bra weekend’ it is!” Cindy unhooked her bra too, and gave her titties a quick massage like her friend had done. It felt so good! “You are free girls, free!” she said, shaking her boobs back and forth. Stacy watched her friend shaking her tits, wishing her boobs were as big as Cindy’s. She looked longingly at her friend’s titties until Cindy put on a tight t-shirt.

“Hey, Cindy, check it out!” Stacy said. Stacy turned towards her friend with her uncovered nipples hardening, she unbuttoned her jeans, and slowly began pushing her pants down.

Cindy looked at her hot friend a little bewildered, “What are you doing?” she started to say, but stopped, when she saw her friends ‘surprise’ starting to appear below her slim waistline. Her eyes locked onto Stacy’s crotch, and then suddenly, she exclaimed “Stacy! They are HOT! Where did you get them?”

Cindy kicked off her pants and stood there wearing nothing but a pair of hot, pink panties!

Stacy struck a pose for her friend, and explained, “I bought them at the mall last week, shopping with my mom. I ditched her, ran to ‘Fredrick’s’, and bought them. She’d kill me if she ever found out!”

“Wow, you look good, girl! I’m so jealous!” Cindy walked around her near-naked friend, checking her out. “Your ass looks great in them!” she added.

In her best teasing, sexy voice, Stacy said “I brought you a present…” She bent over, showing her friend her sexy ass again, and triumphantly pulled a pair of baby blue panties from her bag. “I thought they matched your eyes, slut.”

“Eeeeeeiiiii, for me? OMG! Thank you, thank you!” Cindy waved them in the air excitedly, checked the tag and said “Just my size, fuck-n-a!” She stripped off the plain cotton panties her parents always bought for her and sat on the edge of the bed. Her short t-shirt could not hide her pussy from her friend’s view. Stacy stared at her friend’s young genitals, trying not to get caught. It hadn’t changed much since she last saw it, just a soft covering of light blond hair, like fuzz on a juicy peach, she thought. As Cindy pulled them on, she spread her legs. Stacy thought she saw her pussy lips glistening just a bit.

Cindy stood up and admired herself in her full-length mirror, turning this way and that, turning around, pulling up her shirt, and looking at her ass, bending over slightly. “Damn, I look fucking hot!” she exclaimed! Cindy ran to her friend, again said “Thank you!” and gave her a kiss on the lips. “You know where the music is; pick out something good, while I get us some snacks and drinks.” Cindy turned and ran into the kitchen.

Stacy watched her friend bounce out of the bedroom. She gave her nipples another pinch, put on her shirt, and went to find some music.

Cindy heard their favorite dance tune playing as she brought out the snacks. She set down the soda and bowl of snacks, and then turned up the music. “It needs to be louder, bitch!” she screamed. The bass pounded out the beat as they danced crazily around the living room, their breasts bouncing under their shirts, their panties flashing each other as they gyrated. They felt so hot, so sexy, so grown up!

“Hey, watch this!” Stacy said, she turned her backside to her friend and started ‘twerking’, shaking her panty covered ass to her friend’s delight. She then squatted even lower, thrusting her hips in and out.

“Oooh! Teach me to do that too!” cried Cindy. Stacy helped her by positioning her in the basic stance, spreading her legs and bending her over until her pale, blue panties were showing. She put her hand on her friend’s panties to push her hips lower. Cindy though the hand lingered on her ass a little longer than necessary. She felt so naughty, bent over like this! She felt good!

“Now, move your ass back and forth!” She watched her friend shake her ass. She giggled. “Not like that, like this!” as she demonstrated. “Pretend you have a cock in your pussy, and you are trying to bring him off just by moving your ass!”

“Stacy!” her friend exclaimed, “You are such a WHORE!” She starting thrusting, imagining a hard cock in her tiny hole.

“Work it bitch, make him cum!” Stacy squealed. She began to twerk harder, having so much fun! She started making up lyrics to the beat of the music. “Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, harder, harder, harder, slut!”

Her friend joined in, and now they were twerking, singing, and getting themselves turned on.

“Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, harder, harder, harder, slut!”

“Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, harder, harder, harder, slut!”

In their imagination, they were both fucking hard dicks.