1. A Tale of Two "Tribbies"


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: True Story, Consensual Sex, First Time, Lesbian, Males / Females, Masturbation, Teen Female/Teen Female, Voyeurism, Author: rat_race, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    he wasn't too thrilled that his little sister had taken a liking to his long-time friend. Davy was about a year older than me. But despite our age difference, we were very close friends, and had been for many years. Shortly after I had reached puberty, Davy had taken me under his wing and patiently taught me all about "masturbation," and "sperm," and other sexually-related stuff like that. So Davy and I had a special bond, and one which had been unintentionally threatened by my romantic relationship with Susie, over the last several months. Basically, during the daylight and evening hours, I was hanging out more and more with Susie, and less and less with Davy. But late at night, our whole Scooby Gang still continued to get together to sneak out--that is, until Susie finally broke up with me, which brought everything to a grinding halt. Then about a week later, on a Friday night at around 2:00 AM, I was woken up by the high-pitched sound of a coin being steadily-but-gently tapped against the glass of my bedroom window. And so I got up out of bed and went to the window to investigate. And there was Davy on the other side of the glass pane, motioning for me to open the window up. When I did, Davy explained to me in a forced whisper that he knew exactly why Susie had broken up with me, and that he wanted me to sneak out with him right away, so that he could show me why. To be sure, that was a very cryptic thing for me to hear coming out of Davy's mouth. But of course, it did ...
    manage to pique my interest enough to make me quickly get dressed, and climb out of my bedroom window to join my friend in whatever "unexpected adventure" that he obviously had planned for the two of us that night. As soon as I was standing in the grass on the outside of my bedroom window and had closed the window behind me, Davy took off, walking down the street towards Sharon's house at a very brisk pace. I naturally followed him, wondering why he was taking me towards Sharon's house. "Why are we going to Sharon's?" I asked, struggling to keep up with Davy's energetic pace. "Shhhh. Just be very quiet and follow me, okay? You'll see for yourself soon enough," Davy quickly reprimanded me. And with that, Davy walked past Sharon's house to her next-door neighbor's house on the other side, before carefully opening the gate, and entering that neighbor's back yard. I followed right behind Davy, and he ever-so-gently coaxed the gate closed behind us, leaving us both standing on the long, narrow strip of land between the neighbor's garage wall and the 5-foot-tall rock wall immediately to our left. It was a warm, clear, moonlit summer night. And it was very dark outside. "What are we here for?" I asked again, but this time in a very soft whisper, directed into Davy's right ear. "Shhh," Davy whispered back, just as quietly, "They'll hear us." "Who'll hear us?" I whispered back. "Shut up, and just listen, okay?" Davy advised me. And sure enough, I could hear all sorts of subdued, strange ...
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