Date: Thu, 10 Sep 2020 20:14:43 -0600 From: Ocelot Subject: Dawn Grows Up Chapter 5 - Dawn's Day Welcome to the next installment! This chapter is told from Dawn's POV. This fictional story contains sexual scenes between a consenting adult and a minor. If you shouldn't be here because of age/religion/whatever, you should leave. If not, stay here, pull your pants down, and have a good time! I grant Nifty a license to display this story on their servers. It is not to be displayed on any other websites. Also, Nifty cannot continue to host stories such as this one without generous donations from readers like you! Give `til it hurts! This story is dedicated to a certain naughty Jedi. I have enjoyed creating this story with you. The alarm went off, and I groaned. It was the first day of school. I wasn't used to getting up so early. My long dark hair was in my face, so I fumbled blindly for a moment until I could hit the right button on the alarm clock. With one tanned arm, I brushed my hair out of my face and sat up. The sheets puddled around my waist, my nipples stiffening in the cool air. Between my legs, there was a definite wet spot. I had been dreaming of sex with my boyfriend, Weston. I leaned back against my headboard, and reached between my legs. My twelve year old pussy was swollen. Clearly, it had been a very nice dream. My finger slid around in my juices for a moment before slipping inside my cunt. I softly gasped as my finger entered. I moved it in circles, sighing in happiness. A knock on the door made me pull my finger out, my heart pounding. A voice sounded though the door. It was just my father, checking to make sure I was up. "Yes, daddy, I'm up. I'm going to shower now." Nothing to do now, but actually shower. Maybe I could get a few minutes of fingering myself in while I washed myself. Though I'd tried, I couldn't finger myself as well as Weston did. Maybe that came with experience. He was 28, after all. I'd loved Weston since the first time we had sex. We came at the same time, my pussy milking his cock for cum. Cumming at the same time? It was clearly meant to be. Before I went into the bathroom attached to my bedroom, I applied Nair to my pussy mound. Ever since hair had begun to grow in, I'd never liked it. Nair seemed the best way to get rid of it. Waxing seemed too involved and painful. Plus, I didn't know how to do it. Nair kept my mound smooth and hairless. Weston really seemed to love it. During the week we'd spent together, going places, fucking, and sleeping together, I'd applied it before showering. Weston hadn't really seen me apply it. He'd been busy with his stocks. After rinsing it off in the shower, we'd spend time in his bed, naked and making each other feel good. I looked at myself in the mirror as the water temperature got to where I liked it. Since Weston and I had begun fucking, I'd slept naked, just like how he and I were naked when we slept together. There was a slight curve to my chest, and my hairless mound curved out of sight between my toned legs. I turned sideways, and admired the graceful curve of my butt. Gymnastics certainly had been doing wonderful things to my body. Getting under the pouring water, I got my hair wet, and reached for the shampoo. Not only was it the first day of school, but I also had gymnastics this afternoon. Coach said there'd be a new member on the team who had just moved into the Bay area. As team captain it was my responsibility to take her under my wing, and make sure she felt comfortable on the team. I took the detachable showerhead, and used it to rinse out my long dark hair. It felt nice against my head. I considered, and then aim the water at my nipples which were still taut from my dream. I moaned. It felt so nice. Slowly, I moved the water down, until it was aimed at my puffy and swollen pussy. Wow! Now that felt good! Within moments, I could feel the tensing of my body as my orgasm built. One hand over my mouth, I came, crying out Weston's name in my head over and over. I leaned on the wall of the shower for a moment before finishing. With a towel wrapped around me, I got out, and began toweling my hair dry. I took a brush, and brushed it straight. Taking my hair, I began braiding it. One long braid hung down my back when I was finished. It would be suitable for school, and also for gymnastics. Hugging my mother and father goodbye, I left the house out the back door, circling left around the back, and entering Weston's backyard through the gate. The ten foot fence hid us from view as he kissed me, and handed me a pill. I swallowed it, sipping from his glass of orange juice. We kissed, and he patted me on my butt as I turned to leave. I made it to the bus stop, and put in my earbuds. I listened to music as the bus rolled through town, and disembarked at school. There was lots of chattering as other kids saw friends they hadn't seen since school let out. I found and embraced a few friends of my own, and some teammates from gymnastics. The bell rang, sending us to home room. While attendance was taken, I noticed the girl sitting next to me. I didn't recognize her. Then again, I didn't recognize a lot of people. I had moved in after school let out for summer. Perhaps she had as well. I eyed her, and saw that she had the body of a gymnast. Maybe she could join the team. "Hi, I'm Amber," she said, turning her head and smiling at me. She had a nice smile with dimples. Her black hair was in a pixie cut, and she looked comfortable in her outfit. "Hello, I'm Dawn. I moved in during the summer and don't know many people." "I moved in a week ago. We came from Arizona." Amber smiled at me. I smiled back, and as announcements were recited, we quietly spoke about things we had in common. She also liked Hannah Montana and iCarly. I told her about my birthday where the theme was a mix of Hannah Montana and iCarly. We compared schedules, and saw that of the seven periods, we shared four. Since I had studied a map of the school, I felt obligated to escort her to first period, English. We sat together, and pulled out our notebooks. At lunch, we sat together, talking as if we'd been friends for years. It seemed like there was hardly any ice to break between us. When school ended, we promised to see each other the next day. I took the bus home, and got ready for gymnastics. My mother had the car ready, and as her head was turned to back out of the driveway, Weston appeared in the front window. I smiled, waved, and blew him a kiss. He blew a kiss back and subtly rubbed his cock through his shorts. I could feel an immediate warmth rush to my pussy. With my hands in my lap, each time we went over a bump, my hand brushed my clit through my clothes. I was on a near orgasm high as I got out and mother pulled away. Since I was team captain of the gymnastics team, I was expected to arrive first. Heading into the studio, I heard my name being called. I turned, and to my surprise, saw Amber jogging down the street. "Hey!" I called. "What are you doing here?" she asked, a bit breathless. "I'm on the gymnastics team here. I'm team captain." "No way!" Amber fairly squealed. "I'm on the team too! Today's my first day!" We embraced, and went inside the studio. I thought of our hug as we went into the dressing room. I had hugged lots of people on that first day of school. However, nothing seemed like the hug with Amber. Maybe it was the thrill of a new friend. Maybe it was the lack of hair pressing against my cheek. Her pixie cut was awfully cute. We chose lockers close to each other, and began taking off our clothes. I hung my shirt up, and began unsnapping my bra. Amber, it turned out wasn't wearing one. I shucked my shorts and panties, and we both sat on the bench, and began pulling on our leotards. Mine was emblazoned with a capital C on it. There was a jaguar on the back. Amber's leotard was plain black. We went to the gymnastics studio, and put on some music. Warming up, we watched our forms in the mirror. The others soon came in, and we began practice in earnest. We worked up a good sweat, and then coach called us together. "Okay, since Dawn was a major clutch in the tournament, we got first place!" The team broke out into applause, and I could feel myself blushing as a few teammates reached and patted my back. "First place because of you?" Amber whispered in my ear. "Awesome! Congrats!" "Hurt like mad. Had to do the vault with a twisted ankle," I whispered back. "I'm sorry. That sucks big time." Amber took my hand and gave it a squeeze. My heart thumped a bit harder at this. I couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was because it was such an exciting moment. It was the weekend Weston and I became an official couple, but we were forced to keep it discreet. "Next Friday we will have the ceremony and place the team trophy in the case," coach kept going on despite my conversation with Amber. "I've had a duplicate of Dawn's trophy made, and she'll place that in the case too." More applause broke out. "Okay, get out of here and have a good evening!" The group broke up, and drifted to the dressing room. Amber was kind enough to stay behind and help me stack the mats. When we got to the dressing room, Amber and I were the only ones there. Everyone else had left. Again, we began to change, and Amber and I kept chatting as we changed. She cracked a joke and we laughed together. It was when we had pulled our leotards off. Her nipples were erect. The air in the dressing room was chilly due to the air conditioner. For some reason, us laughing together while naked didn't bother me at all. Being naked while changing around my teammates never bothered me. But being naked around Weston was something else. Something much more special. He made me feel like I was very special and the only girl in the universe when I was around him. I wondered if it was possible a girl could make another girl feel like that. After pulling on my bra and panties, I checked my phone. "Damn," I said, holding my shirt in my hand. "What's up?" Amber's blue eyes peered at me through the top of her shirt as she was pulling it on. "My mother texted me and asked if I could get a ride home with someone." "Well," Amber said as she fastened her belt, "you could come home with me on the bus, and I'm sure my ma will be happy to give you a ride home when gets back." "When will that be?" I asked as we shut our locker doors. "It'll be a little after 8." It was just past 5. I figured I could spend a few hours with my new friend. We'd met only that morning, but it felt like we'd been friends for years. "That's fine," I said, texting my mom back. We stopped at the corner store and bought some snacks and drinks. Gymnastics always made me hungry. We got onto the bus, and sat together, and I talked about where I had lived last. As it turned out, Amber only lived a few miles from school. Basically, in the same general direction I did. We got to her house, and she unlocked the oak front door. We went inside, and at her request, I took my shoes off. It was a nice place. The floors were a shiny wood; clearly they had been well cared for. "You can leave your bag here," Amber said as she shrugged her own gymnastics bag off. I set my bag down and followed her up the stairs to her room. It was decorated on one wall with a flag. I didn't know the country, but I liked it. It was blue, pink, and purple. I assumed it was from some exotic country. Another wall had the smiling face of Hannah Montana. We talked about the show for a bit until I noticed what was under Amber's television. It was an Xbox 360. Halo 3 rested next to it. "Oh my god! You play Halo?" I gasped. "Yeah. Do you game?" "I've enjoyed each installment. I like the campaign." "What about online?" "I don't mic up," I said, looking at a gymnastics plaque that was on her wall. "I just put earbuds on, and listen to music." "Hey! That's a good idea. Maybe one day we can party up and work our way through the game or play online!" "Legendary?" "The best way when you've got someone watching your back," Amber said with a smile. We bumped fists and agreed to play Halo together soon. Amber turned the TV on, and we watched a movie while we lounged on her bed. When her mother came home, Amber introduced us, and I was told I'd be taken home soon. We finished our movie, and as I stood to go, Amber stood too so she could walk me downstairs. She surprised me by hugging me. I hugged her back. "I'm so glad I met you, Dawn. I was hoping I'd find a friend here." "I'm glad you moved in, Amber. I definitely think we're going to be besties." When I was home, I went to my room, and laid my gymnastics bag down. I sat on my bed, and thought about my day. I loved Weston and missed him. I was happy to stop by his place and take the pill. I thought about his lips on mine, and his hand on my butt. Thoughts of school went through my head until I thought about Amber. She was curious. A pixie cut would probably be much easier to take care of than my long tresses. I slowly began undoing the braid as I continued thinking about Amber. I wondered where that flag on her wall had come from. I knew that one country had an AK-47 on their flag. I thought about how great our friendship was and how well it would progress as time went on. After I turned the lights on, and naked in bed, I began thinking about Weston as he licked my pussy. Sliding a finger up and down my pussy lips, I continued thinking about my boyfriend. Well, there's chapter 5. Now, a word from a certain naughty Jedi. "Hi everyone, naughty Jedi here. Love your emails, very excited to see my story put out there for others to enjoy. This is a work of fiction so please just enjoy the fantasy. Thank you, love you all, Jedi Master Dawn." Yes, I do work with the naughty Jedi. Do you have questions? Comments? Feel free to message me fullmetalocelot12@gmail.com