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Date Night
Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: Milik_the_Red, Rating: 43, Source: LushStories
reasonable hour. What it really came down to was that they understood, even if reluctantly, that she was old enough now to make her own decisions about sex. For Tricia, the most poignant moment of all came when her mother advised her to get on the pill, or some other form of birth control, 'just in case'. Not that she was going to tell any of that to her sixteen-year-old runt of a sister. For her part, Aimee wasn't quite done needling her just yet, and Tricia's thoughts were brought back to the present when her sister's devious smile returned. "Do you let him touch your boobies, Tricia? I bet you do! I bet you've let him touch you a bunch of times!" "Aimee!" Tricia yelled with a startled hush, and quickly spun around on her stool. "What's the matter with you? You shouldn't be saying such things! What if Mom or Dad hear you?" Aimee's eyes lit up as her sister's reaction gave away the truth, and she went on uncontrollably. "You did let him, didn't you? Oh my gosh! I knew it! Did you let him get under your bra?" "Aimee, shut it!" Tricia said through clenched teeth, and threatened to throw the entire box of cotton balls at her. Aimee barely even noticed the threat and stared, wide-eyed at her until Tricia felt a deep crimson cover her cheeks. They had always been very close. Even as kids, Tricia had never been able to lie to Aimee. Now, it seemed her little sister had read her so easily that she felt like the word 'slut' was written on her back. All of her teenage angst and ... insecurities began rushing back, until she remembered she was an adult now and didn't have to pretend to be a little girl anymore. Holding her head high, Tricia turned and gave her sister a purposefully disdainful look. "So what if I've let him touch me?" she asked with more confidence than she actually felt, "I happen to have very nice boobs, and I'm happy that Jake likes to touch them." She made a point of adjusting her full breasts in her bra as she spoke, and then cupped them in her hands. "I like my breasts, and it's not my fault yours are so much smaller." Aimee looked down at her own, smaller titties and then smiled brightly. "That's okay, Tricia. Mine are still growing and will probably be nicer than yours soon anyway!" As it had always happened, Aimee's mirthful smile broke the tension, and Tricia couldn't help but laugh with her. "Yeah, you wish! I'm surprised you ever got out of your training bra." Aimee smiled happily, but then suddenly grew serious again, and her voice became a low whisper. "Tricia, are you going to... you know, do it with him?" The question struck Tricia cold, and the mood in the room was completely transformed. Unlike the needling banter they shared earlier, Tricia could see how very serious Aimee's interest was. The truth was that she and Jake had tried doing it once after class six months earlier. That they hadn't consummated the attempt was only because it had hurt her a lot, and scared them both so much that they hadn't even thought about trying ...