Date: Fri, 3 Nov 2017 22:42:59 -0400 From: steamgene@cox.net Subject: After the Experiment 21 Allison Has a Boyfriend! After The Experiment: Allison Has a Boyfriend Author's note. This story is a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. by Larry Marian Paige and Jenna sat at their respective study desks in their now shared bedroom. Close to each girl was a bathrobe since they were both nude. Jenna worked at her Plane Geometry assignment while Paige typed in answers to a take home quiz on government. "Finished," Jenna said and switched to her e-mail. "Hey. A thank you note from Allison for the birthday e-card I sent her. She says a letter follows." Paige heard the ping of an arriving e-mail. "Yep. From Allison. Wow. It's long. Hey, Paige - the title - `I Have a Boyfriend!' And the girl thought she was a lesbian. Let's see what she says. " "Okay. I'm almost finished with this quiz. That will be it for me for tonight. Let me know the juicy details." "Okay," and Jenna began to read Allison's long e-mail. She was quiet for several minutes. Then she said, "Hey, Paige. Let me read this to you. Wow." "Okay, Jenna. I could just lean over you..." "Later, sweet sister. Oh - you really need to get Mason alone, don't you?" Paige laughed. "Yeah. " For a couple of minutes Jenna read silently as Paige put her work for tomorrow in her book bag and hung it up on the wall hook for it. Suddenly Jenna said, "Oh, wow! Okay, Paige, sit down and listen! " "Okay. Read on. I'm sure she didn't write it in Shakespeare!" "Nope. Pure 12 year old! So here goes. "Jenna - and Paige, to, thou I don't no her. Me and my parents decided I could have a big party for my 12th birthday. Of course I wanted Dottie to come but her grandparents were having an anniversary party - married 40 years - believe that - and she had to go. So anyway, Andy told me he new how much Dottie meant, but he suggested I invite this guy Chuck whose an eighth grader. Andy knows him threw his brother. So I said, okay. I mean he wasn't a sixth grader who thinks its fun to pop a girl's bra. Maybe. "So the party starts. He's an okay looking kid. Curly dark hair, not real long not real short. Bout three inches taller then me. Other boys go stand in the corner, but he comes and talks with me. Tells a couple funny jokes. " "You want to skip to the important stuff, Jenna?" "Nah. I like to build suspense. " "Okay. Read on." "So we have some old stuff playing and he asks me to dance! What can I do? I dance. You know, it's a slow dance. He has a hard on! Yep. I could feel the thing. You know I seen my brother's a couple times. I think, this guy don't no me and he wants to screw me. But then I remember you telling me that just happens with boys. Can't control themselves. So, anyway, it's a good party and he seems a okay guy. He's one of the last boys to leave. "So next day after school, I'm gettin' my bike to ride home and who appears but Chuck on his bike - a snazy racer thing. He says, `Look, I live just a couple blocks from you. Wanna ride together?' So Dottie has a dentist appointment so I can't see her, so why not? I mean, tell him, `Hey, I'm a lesbian and I got a girl friend.'? "So we go to my house and my room. I go get some snacks and we sit in my room and eat the snacks and talk and stuff. After an hour or so, he says he's gotta get home and leaves. Before he leaves, he just puts his hands on my shoulders and sorta gives em a squeeze. Nuttin more. "So this goes on for a week. Of course I don't tell my folks nuttin' - boys aren't allowed and they have no clue about girls! If anything bad happened - well, Andy was there. "Anyway, I'm getting to like Chuck. I mean he's funny and friendly, and we can talk about junk and it's good. So the next Monday, we ride to my house and go up to my room. I close the door and Chuck comes up to me. "`Uh, Allison. I guess I don't know how to say this, but I think you're a great girl. I'd like to kiss you.' Well, that was a surprise. I mean he'd done nothing but put his hands on my shoulders. "So I say, `Chuck, you sure?' and he says, "Yes.' I have no idea why I did, but I looked up to him and we kiss. And then we French kiss. And then he's rubbing my back and I'm rubbing his back and then we're sitting on my bed. Next thing I know we're lying on my bed with our shoes kicked off, Frenching like crazy. "And I start it! We've got our tongues in each other and I put my hand up his t-shirt. All the way up to his boy tit. Wow! So I say `My folks won't be home for two hours. My brother won't come in.' Now why the fuck did I say that? That's when he put his hand on my boob. They're bigger then the last time you saw `em. He just sort of gropes for a bit. Sorta teases me. And I'm thinking - take off my bra, Chuck. Really feel them. So I pull up his t-shirt to take it off. ""Allison,' he says and I say, `Can you take off mine, Chuck?' Well, the next thing, he's unbuttoned my blouse and put his hands behind me and struggled with the hook. I had to stop him and unhook it myself. But he took off my blouse and bra. He was all over me. Must have gotten through the parental blocks for porn. "Anyway, about ten, fifteen minutes later, we're both undressed and he's kneeling between my knees. Just then I panic. After all, I'm still a virgin. How much blood? `Chuck. Please stop. I need to get something. Then we can. ` So he's all confused, but lets me up and I go, stark naked, to the linen closet and get a beach towel. So Andy walks out of his room and sees me. Not much I can say. `Need a condom?" "No.' "Enjoy. Chuck?' `Yeah.' and I walk back in, close the door and lock it. "So we do it. Three times and the last I have an orgasm. That almost scared him. Then we just lay there for awhile. There's a knock on the door. It's Andy. `Allison. Mom's gonna be home soon. You better get yo shit together! "Yep. We did. I finally looked at the towel and it had just a tiny spot of red. It went into the hamper. Chuck was gone before Mom drove in. I told him we could meet again tomorrow. "So, I guess I must be bi. What do you think? Love, Allison. Jenna stopped reading and looked towards Paige. "What do you think?" "Sounds bi to me." If you liked this part of "After the Experiment" or any of the other Paige-Mason-Jenna stories, please consider a donation to Nifty. Comments, pro or con to the author are always appreciated. -- Gene