Dirty Dancing

Dirty Dancing
By NAMB

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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"No, you guys go first," she heard a boy's voice say.

"Why should we?" a girl's voice replied.

Caroline recognized the voice. It belonged to her 12-year-old sister Mary Ellen.

"'Cause we got more to show," another boy replied.

"No you don't," a second girl put in.

"Oh yes we do," yet a new male voice added.

"Yeah," the first boy said, "We already have our tops off."

"That doesn't count," Mary Ellen replied, "You got nothing to show there."

"Well you girls don't got much there either."

Caroline's curiosity got the best of her. She went into the basement to find out what this was all about. What she found was her sister and her sister's friend Nancy and three neighborhood boys whose names she didn't know but knew that they were about a year ahead of the girls at school.

The younger kids were startled at her arrival. "Um, hi, Caroline," Mary Ellen said.

"What are you guys doing here?" Caroline asked.

"Um, we're just getting ready to go to the pool." Mary Ellen held up a towel as evidence. The basement was the changing area for the pool. Although partly underground in the front of the house, the back of the basement was level with the backyard, and a sliding glass door led directly onto the pool deck.

"Are you sure?" Caroline asked. She put on her baby-sitting tone. Mary Ellen hated when her 15-year-old sister did that. She wasn't mom, but she sure sounded like her.

Mary Ellen blushed and turned red. It was admission of guilt enough.

"That's not what I heard," Caroline pressed on. "Are you sure you weren't trying to do some more?"

The five younger kids were now looking at their feet. Caroline took control of the situation. "Boys, go out by the pool and wait. I want to talk to the girls alone."

The boys seemed glad to be dismissed and left immediately.

"Ok," Caroline said as soon as the boys were gone, "What's really going on here?"

"The boys were trying to see us get undressed?"

"Nancy!" Mary Ellen responded to her friend's admission.

"Well, it's true."

"And I suppose you were trying to see the boys naked too," Caroline asserted.

Both girls nodded and blushed.

"I can't believe you girls don't know what boys look like. I mean, even with the filters mom and dad have on the computer, you can still find pictures."

"We do," Mary Ellen said, "but we haven't seen any 'for real' at least not since second grade when we did Billy Jenson."

Now it was Nancy's turn for a "Mary Ellen!"

"Oh come on, Nancy."

"Yeah, oh come on, Nancy," Caroline mimicked. "It's OK girls we all do it sometime around that age." She let that sink in and then continued. "What you were doing is dangerous. You can't trust boys like that. You have to have them under control."

"Under control?" her sister asked.

"Yes. Look, I know about boys. All they want is to get it off. They will try to get into your pants if you let them, but that's not necessary."

"What do you mean?" came Nancy's question.

"Boys are different than us girls. They are totally wrapped up with their penises." The younger girls giggled at the word. "I mean, with us girls it makes us feel good inside when a boy likes us and stuff, but that's different. Boys get a physical reaction. It's like an itch that they can't scratch."

Both girls looked at Caroline so she continued. "And us girls can make them itch. And when they have the itch, they will do anything to scratch it. That's the power we have over boys."

"So how do we make them itch?"

"You girls still want to see some 13-year-old dick?"

Again the nods.

"OK, then watch me and I'll show you how to make them itch."

Caroline opened the glass door and called the boys in.

"What are your names?" she asked and was soon introduced to Glen, Mark and Carl.

"You boys want to see some girl flesh?"

They couldn't believe their ears and nodded.

"Well then, sit down on those chairs. I'm going to put on a show for you."

Caroline took off her robe to reveal her bikini. Her bikini revealed her well-endowed figure.

The boys were 100% focused on her.

Caroline turned on the CD and started to dance. At first it was just a normal dance, but as she warmed up, it became more seductive. She was a cheerleader and well-coordinated and limber. As she danced she moved from boy to boy, enthralling them with the movements of her body.

It only took her a couple of minutes to have the fully erected. She smiled at their discomfort as they unsuccessfully tried to hide them. "Like what you see boys?" she purred.

The boys' throats were too parched to respond. They just sat there jaws dropped in awe of the femininity in front of them. The best they could do is barely move their heads up and down.

"Then why don't you show it?"

The boys looked confused.

"Come on boys, take it out. It must be uncomfortable to have all that meat packed into your shorts."

There was a moment of hesitation and Caroline recognized it. She needed a slight push. She continued her dance getting closer and closer to each boy as she did. In a well choreographed move that matched the music perfectly, she reached out as she passed each boy and traced her hands up the front of his short. Yes, there was something there. It was definitely little boy cock, but it was hard.

"A girl likes to see the results of her work. Show me what you got." Caroline was careful with her selection for words. She didn't say "show us what you got." She didn't want to remind the boys that other girls were present. She was their whole universe at this moment and she enjoyed being worshipped as the goddess of this universe.

Each boy shivered as she touched him. Mark was first, but then Carl and then Glen followed suit. Soon there were three 13-year-old penises pointing at the gyrating goddess.

There was a hushed "wow" coming from the younger girls.

This would have been enough. After all, that's what her sister and Nancy wanted to see. Except that if they did it using their little girl tactic of "show me yours and I'll show you mine" there would have been no assurance that the boys would have been erected.

"Mmmm," Caroline mewed, "That's what I like to see; men who appreciate a woman and know how to show it." She hardly thought of these little boys as men, but she knew the male ego and that blowing a little sunshine up their asses make them very pliable to a girl's wishes.

"Who want's to dance with me?" she asked.

There were squeaks and croaks from the boys. She pointed at Mark, "take your clothes off." He didn't hesitate.

She took him by the hand and led him to the center of the room. She looked back over her shoulder and winked at the other two boys. "You too!" Seeing their friend naked made it easer for them to get undressed.

Mark tried to match her graceful moves, but couldn't. In fact, he looked comical with his plump organ swaying to the music.

She danced with him for about a minute and then grabbed Carl. About a minute later she was dancing with the three naked boys. She weaved among them

"Come on girls, there's enough boy to go around."

Mary Ellen and Nancy joined in. The boys had nearly forgotten their presence but didn't want to break the spell. It seemed so rude to them that the younger girls invaded their dream, but they didn't want the dream to end.

Caroline slid behind one of the boys and hugged him to her body. He could feel the warmth of her naked flesh against his. She brushed her hair against this cheek. The other girls, following her example did the same with their boys.

She broke her embrace and danced around to the next boy, the girls also switching partners as she did. This time she kissed him on the back of the neck. The boy's knees nearly buckled. The other girls were having the same success with their boys.

The third time was timed to end with the music. This time Caroline stuck her tongue in the boy's ear. He moaned appreciatively.

"Now wasn't that nice, boys?"

The three panting boys nodded vigorously.

"Why don't you show your appreciation then?"

"What do you mean?" Mark asked.

"I think you know what I mean. Look, you're going to do it anyway. Why wait until you get home? You're hot now. Do it now while you have us to look at."

"Will you take your clothes off?" Mark asked.

Caroline laughed, "Of course not silly. But if you ever want to dance again, you'll do it."

She let the silence work on the boys and then said softly, "Come on. Show us girls how manly you are."

First Mark, and then the other two boys started fumbling with their penises. Soon they were in full-blown masturbation and shot their loads off in rapid succession.

Mary Ellen and Nancy never expected to get this far, and they never had to take off a stitch of clothes or show any flesh more than they wanted to.

The boys were spent. Caroline said, "I'm going to take a dip and went out to the pool." Several minutes later she was joined by Mary Ellen, Nancy and the three boys. Nothing else was said about what went on inside.

As they were getting ready for bed, Caroline said to her sister, "Now that you know the power you have, you won't have to resort to putting yourself below or even equal to boys. Now that the boys are warmed up, you should be able to repeat today's performance any time you and Nancy want."

"You bet. Having this picture won't hurt. At least with these boys," the younger girl said showing her sister the picture she had taken with her phone. There for the world or anyone else to see was a picture of the boys dancing.