CHAPTER 20

The next day, I was surprised to be approached by Leslie. I hadn't seen or talked to her since that day at John's house a couple of weeks ago. "Hi, Beth. Uh, I, uh, was wondering if we could get together to, uh, talk or something," Leslie finally sputtered out. "Sure, Leslie. Do you want to get together at lunch today," I asked? "No," Leslie said, "I want to talk to you in private." I was wondering if she wanted to talk or wanted to try doing more than that. "Do you want to come home with me today," I asked? "I only live about four blocks from school and my parents work so I have the house to myself for at least a couple of hours." "That sounds good, Beth. I'll meet you after school."

When I saw Larry, I asked if he knew why Leslie wanted to meet with me. He didn't. He said Leslie hasn't even hung around the guys as much since that day at John's. I guess we really blew her mind or something. I figured I'd just find out after school.

Larry's pals were especially nice to me today. They kept thanking me for yesterday saying that was just the best day ever. I assured them it was an incredible day for me too, as I had really enjoyed the cum shower. Not to mention just being so naughty spreading my legs for a bunch of guys and showing off my vagina and clit. I get wet every time I think about what I did yesterday.

After school, I met Leslie outside and we started walking to my house. She didn't hardly say anything all the way home. Now, normally, as soon as I get home, I get naked, but I thought that might be too much, too soon for Leslie so I just took her into the living room to sit and talk. I went to the kitchen and got us a couple of cold drinks and sat back down next to her. "So, Leslie, what do you want to talk about? What have I been doing with the boys?" She hesitated like she was trying to figure out what to say. I guess she hadn't rehearsed in her mind what she wanted to say to me. "Yeah, I guess that's it. It's just that ever since you've been doing that … stuff with the guys, I've noticed changes in them. It's like they've matured or something. They're still the same nice, smart guys, but there's just something different about them and I think it has to be because of you. Do you know what I mean," Leslie asked?

"I think I might," I answered. "I think that talking and being around another girl than just you and especially getting somewhat intimate with me has kind of boosted their confidence. I think, maybe, they don't feel like quite the outcasts they used to. I mean, it's not like I'm miss popular or something so it's not the association with me exactly. I think they just feel like they might be able to talk to a girl without feeling like a dork. No offence, Leslie, but to them, you are one of the guys. They obviously know you're a girl, but you've never acted girlish or sexy around them so you were just one of them. Now I come around and let them see and touch my tits and I suck their dicks and suddenly they're dealing with the opposite sex for the first time. I've certainly seen them grow more confident around me. I mean, when I first started with them, they would hardly look at me even though they wanted to. I had my tits out for them and they were acting like they had to sneak looks at me. I got them to relax and assured them it was okay to look at me and even touch me and eventually they did relax and started enjoying my company."

"Do you think I should do stuff like that with them? I've never let anyone see my body before. I'd never even thought about it, actually. But seeing you so relaxed and confident being half naked around them has had me thinking for the last couple of weeks." "Leslie," I replied, "don't even think about getting naked or partially naked around them just because you think they'd like it. You should only do what you want to do. I do it because I really enjoy it. I was just like you a couple of months ago. Because of my small tits I thought I would die if someone actually saw them. It actually took an older man seeing me topless and telling me I looked good to not be so down on myself. And when I ended up giving that guy my first blow job, I realised how fun that was. I also realised that it empowered me. When a guy's dick is in your mouth, you have the power. You can easily hurt him and he knows it. But you also have the power to bring him to orgasm and make him feel really good. And the only thing better in life than having your own orgasm, is giving someone else an orgasm."

"I think you need to get comfortable in your own skin first. You have to have some confidence in yourself before you start getting naked for a guy. Have you ever been naked outside your room at home?" "Oh, no, Beth. I could never do that," Leslie said. "What if someone saw me?" "See, Leslie," I said, "that's exactly what I mean. You are worried about what someone would think when they see your naked body. I've never seen yours but it's not like you're overweight or have a weird shape or something. I bet you're perfectly lovely under those clothes. Don't you think you could walk around your house naked when your parents aren't home? Once you get used to that, you could walk past a window once in a while. Most likely no one will see you, but the fact someone might will get your heart racing. After a while, I bet you'll start hoping someone will catch a glimpse of you. You have to get to a point where you want to be seen. If you just took some clothes off in front of the boys right now, you'd die of embarrassment but the boys would most likely enjoy it. Then, you'd never do it again and it would have been for nothing. I would say you should get more comfortable with your body and start wearing some clothes that at least give guys a hint of your body. Right now, what you wear is so loose fitting that no one can tell what your body's like. I'm sure that's been your intent up until now, but that's the first thing you need to change, if you want to change."

"I understand," she said. "I guess I'll just have to push myself and see if I can do it. It sounds like it could be fun, but it also sounds scary." "I'll tell you what," I said to Leslie, "why don't we start right now. How about we both get naked and just relax here in the house. No one else is home. It's just us girls. There doesn't have to be any touching between us, if you don't want that. Let's just be naked. Frankly, this has been the longest I've been dressed inside this house in weeks. Usually, the first thing I do when I get home is to get naked." Leslie was clearly shocked. "You mean you walk around the house naked even when your parents are home?" "Yeah, I do. I just told them one day I was more comfortable being naked and they accepted it. Now I love it. Come on, let's get naked."

I stood up from the couch and I pulled my shirt off over my head and I was topless in front of Leslie for the second time. "Beth, you don't wear a bra," Leslie asked? "No, I used to but then decided why should I? I don't hardly have any tits so it's not like they need any support. So, the only reason for me to wear a bra is to have a padded one to make it look like I have bigger tits. But imagine what would have happened if I'd been doing that and then the first time I took off my shirt and bra and Larry saw these little things? He would have been disappointed. Instead, when I took off my shirt and he saw my tits, he didn't have any preconceived notion of how big they were and he just liked seeing tits. Unless I suddenly have a growth spurt, and get some big boobs, I don't think I'll ever wear a bra again. Come on, Leslie. Your turn. Take off your shirt."

Leslie was very hesitant. She finally pulled her shirt from out of her pants and began unbuttoning it. At first, I thought she was going to chicken out. She hesitated again at the point of pulling the shirt open and off. But she finally pulled the shirt off and stood in front of me in her bra. It was a plain, white bra but I could tell she must have some pretty decent tits. Certainly, bigger than mine, though that's not saying much. "Now, the bra, Leslie," I commanded. She reached behind her back and undid the hooks. She held the cups against her tits and took her arms out of the straps. "It's okay, Leslie. It's just me. Go ahead. Take it off." She finally pulled the bra down off her tits and wow! She has been hiding a very nice set of tits. The beginning of a rack. Her breasts were very full, not dixie cups like mine. They stood out proudly from her chest with no sag. I'd say they were a very full B-cup bordering on a small C. I wanted to suck them, but I didn't want to scare her away.

"Leslie," I said, "I can't believe you've been hiding those beautiful tits from the world. I'd give anything to have tits like yours. They are pretty much perfect. Now, if you went braless, all the guys at school, not just the squad, would be salivating all day watching those babies jiggle and bounce as you walk. That would be so sexy." I wanted to keep this going so I started unbuttoning my pants. This was going to be interesting because I don't wear panties. So, when these pants come down, I'll be naked. I unzipped and gave the pants a tug and they started their downward journey. At the point all boys love, my pants just fell to the floor and I was standing there naked. "Oh my gosh, Beth. You don't wear any panties either?" "No, Leslie. I never wear panties either. It's just a naughty thing I like to do." "Wait a second," said Leslie. "I saw you yesterday wearing a dress. You were wearing panties then, weren't you?"

I smiled and said, "No, I wasn't wearing anything except the dress and a pair of shoes. I was naked under there wearing a really short skirt. It was so naughty. You should have seen the look on Mr. Henson's face when I spread my legs for him during maths class." "You didn't," Leslie cried! "I really did and he told me later he enjoyed the view but that I really could get in trouble doing it in school so be careful." "And that means," Leslie said, "in the cafeteria, when Larry put his hand under your dress, he wasn't rubbing your panties as everyone assumed." "That's right, Leslie. Larry was fingering and rubbing my very wet pussy in front of the whole school. I loved it. I wanted to pull the whole dress off and let everyone watch Larry work my pussy. I really am an exhibitionist and Larry has been very supportive. He's really a great guy. He's my first boyfriend and I sure lucked out because he lets me be crazy without being judgmental, jealous, or controlling."

"In fact, can you keep a secret," I asked Leslie? She nodded. "I'm going to be losing my virginity this Saturday." Leslie asked, "You mean you and Larry are going to go all the way?" "No. Actually, that older guy I told you about who was the first one to see my tits and was my first blow job, he's going to take my virginity. We've been waiting for a long time now to do it. It took a while to get my mom to let me get the pill and then I had to wait a month before I could have sex. I'm going to see him Saturday and make love to him. And Larry knows all about it. That's what a great guy he is. I've told him about the other guy and that we're going to do this and it won't be a one-time thing. I promised Larry that I would only have sex with the two of them, but that was as exclusive as I could be and Larry is perfectly fine with it. How many guys could handle that? So, next week I will no longer be a virgin and Larry and I can finally make love for the first time as well. I am so excited I'm like jumping out of my skin. Okay, enough about me, time for you to finish your strip. Let me see you naked. Do it, Leslie."

She found some inner strength and unsnapped her baggy jeans, unzipped them and started dropping them. Underneath she had some very plain cotton panties. If she's going to wear panties, she needs something sexier than those things. She kicked off her shoes and socks and took the jeans all the way off. She was in front of me just wearing panties. She has a darn nice body. Her face isn't what you'd call pretty or even cute. She's just plain, but certainly not ugly in any way. I bet a little makeup would make her look much prettier. "Damn, girl," I said, "you have a great body. I'd kill to have a body like that, especially your tits, of course. You've been hiding a very lovely body from everyone. If you just change the way you dress, guys will start noticing you immediately. But, not only do you need to drop those panties, but you really need to get some sexier ones. At least bikini types. You don't need to get a thong or something but just something smaller and sexier. Drop it, girl. Let's see that pussy."

That actually got her giggling for the first time and I think she was starting to enjoy this. She put her fingers in the waistband and pulled them down and let them drop. She had a bit of a bush but it seemed to be reasonably trimmed. I think I'd prefer less hair if she lets me bury my face in it, but one step at a time. "Okay, so tell me how it feels. I can tell you as an observer that you have nothing to be shy, embarrassed or ashamed of with your body. I bet there's tons of girls at school who would kill for your body just like I would. And there isn't a boy, and probably only a few girls, at school who wouldn't want to run their hands, lips and tongue all over you. I told you I enjoy being with girls as much as being with guys and I offered myself to you. That offer not only stands but I'm now hoping more than ever you'll take me up on it. I'm having a hard time just standing here looking at you because you are very lovely and I'd love to feel my naked body against yours. Darn, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. You just got naked and already someone is perving on you. I hope I didn't make you feel uncomfortable. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do. I just want you to know that if you're ever interested, I definitely am."