Author's Note – This chapter contains explicit sexual references which some readers may find offensive. The references are not at all perverse, but are intended to be a realistic story of the way teenagers might discover their bodies and their sexuality.
If readers chose to omit this chapter, they will be able to pick up the story in part 10, chapter 13.
The Male Debutantes' Pageant
by Annabel Naismith
Chapter Twelve
On Wednesday morning Kirsty and Dan walked up to the top of the village to meet Andy and Amy.
Kirsty had been telephoned by Alison on the previous evening. Alison had warned her about seeing Jess and her two friends walking round the village looking for what she had described as transvestites and perverts. They were in no doubt that Jess's gang had been looking to find Mandy or Danni and give them a beating. After she had finished talking to Alison, Kirsty rang Dan to warn him and arrange to leave earlier than usual to make the 15 minute walk to the further bus stop.
When they arrived at the bus stop, Sam was already there and Andy and Amy were approaching.
"Your hair looks fab, Sammy," said Amy. "I love the colour."
Sam gave an embarrassed grunt of acknowledgement. He was not used to getting compliments from girls about the way he looked. Andy and Dan looked at their friend closely and shrugged at each other.
"It looks the same to me," said Andy.
"Yeah, me too," agreed Dan. "It's one of those girly mysteries. They tell each other they're going to get their hair done. It looks just like it did before and they expect people to notice. All the girls remember they were getting their hair done so they say nice things about it but blokes just forget."
Alison and Abigail joined the group.
"Hi Sammy," greeted Alison, "your hair looks fantastic. How do you feel?"
"Good thanks."
"And how do your feet feel this morning, after the massage?" asked Abigail.
"Yeah, they're good too."
To Sam's embarrassment, Amy and Kirsty felt his hair to see how soft it was. Dan and Andy both used gel to make their look more boyish when they went to school but Sam had just brushed his hair and it was still full and fluffy.
"Let's see your nails," said Kirsty.
Sam looked at his nails the way all boys do. He held out his hands, palms up and bent his fingers towards him, to give him the best position to assess the quality and quantity of the dirt contained under his nails.
"Not like that, Sammy," said Alison, gently taking Sam by the hand and turning it over so the palm was down. Sam extended his fingers and looked again at his nails, this time as a girl would.
"You've got nice pretty nails Sammy," said Amy, to Sam's embarrassment.
All four girls examined Sam's nails and started chattering about how nice they looked and the care that had been lavished on them. Sam was both embarrassed and flattered by the attention. He was enjoying being the center of attention for the girls.
Dan and Andy rapidly lost interest.
"Ali said that Jess and those other two were looking for you last night," said Dan.
"Yeah, Amy told me."
"What are we going to do about it?"
"What can we do? I suppose there is only three of them, so as long as we stick in a big group we'll be OK."
"That's OK for you," said Dan. "You live up this end of the village. She only lives round the corner from me."
"Yeah, but I'm in science with Lucy and Gemma and the other day they held me so Jess could hit me. I tried to get out of class really quickly but Jess was already waiting for me. I can't just run away, I'll look like a chicken."
"No, that's true. We'll have to come looking for you. Still, you don't have science again until after half term and maybe she'll have forgotten by then."
The bus arrived and they slowly got on. For a change Alison sat next to Sam instead of Abigail. The girls were starting to make plans for the half term holiday week. Shopping, as always with the girls, featured high on the list of activities. Sam listened to these plans with mounting trepidation. Shopping to Sam meant going to shops to buy something you needed, like a computer game or a music CD, buying it and going home and using it. It seemed to him that the girls regarded shopping as an end in itself, not merely a means to an end.
Sam's major worry was that the girls were going to want him to go shopping as if he were a girl. This would mean trying on lots of different clothes, which would be bad enough, but the real concern was they wanted him to dress as a girl, in a skirt, high heels and make-up. Sam was a little reassured that they were being nice to him and he thought they would not want to humiliate him in front of a lot of other people. However, he still did not believe he could really look like a girl.
The bus slowly wound its way through the village to the other bus stop, where Jess and several others got on. As usual, Jess ignored Andy, Dan, Sam and the girls and went to sit on her own at the back of the bus
During the bus journey, the girls decided that Saturday would be a good day to go shopping and on Friday, Alison and Abigail would work on Sam to ensure that Sally (Sam's female persona) would be totally convincing as a girl. Meanwhile, Kirsty would have a house free of parents, as both her parents would be at work, so Andy Amy and Dan would spend some time there. In the evening, they would all meet at Sam's house, so Sally could have a girly night with all her friends.
Wednesday and Thursday were routine days at school as things wound down for the half term break.
On Thursday after school, Amy went round to Andy's house to help him get ready for a whole week of being Mandy. Andy showered as usual, washing and conditioning his hair but did not shave his legs because Amy and Kirsty had said they would try a hair-removing cream on Friday. By the time he had dried himself, Amy had arrived to help style Mandy's hair. She brought with her a set of hot curlers to give Mandy a different look and she had also brought some stick-on nail extensions for Mandy's finger nails. After styling Mandy's hair, Amy stuck the nail extensions on and helped Mandy paint her nails. Then they spent the evening reading magazines and watching TV together.
Kirsty went to spend the evening with Danni but simply stayed in and watched a couple of films on TV.
On Friday morning Mandy and Amy cycled to Danni's house. It was the first time Mandy had cycled in a skirt, knee length and quite straight. Mandy was concentrating all the time on not letting the skirt ride too far up her legs. Mandy was an accomplished cyclist and had wanted to stand on the pedals. Amy had forbidden this on the grounds that no girl ever rode a bike like that. Mandy and Amy took their bikes because they had reasoned that Jess and her friends would not be able to catch them if they were on their bikes. Having called for Danni all three cycled the 2 minute ride to Kirsty's.
"Hi girls," greeted Kirsty. "I've got a load of stuff for you to try. First, I thought you two could use some cream to get rid of your leg hair. I know you're not that hairy anyway, but it's worth a try for a change and it will get rid of any stray hairs on your body. You two will need to take a shower. You don't mind going in together do you? It'll be just like after football and you will be able to do each other's backs."
"It's OK with me," said Mandy with a shrug.
"Me too," agreed Danni.
"When you've finished with the cream, you need to wash it off in the shower. Use this shower gel and then you can use this body moisturizer. You need to rub it all over after you have used the hair cream, so you'll need to do each other's backs."
Kirsty handed the tube of hair-removing cream and two bottles to Danni.
Mandy and Danni went to the bathroom and removed all their clothes. They read the instructions carefully.
"This stuff sounds quite dangerous," observed Mandy reading all the various warnings.
"Yeah," agreed Danni, "but it can't be that bad or they couldn't sell it."
"Hmm, that's true I suppose. What do we do first? Shall we do our own legs and chests and then do each other's backs."
"Yeah, OK."
They squeezed a line of the sticky cream down each of their legs and rubbed it into the short hairs on their legs. Then they both squeezed the cream on their chests and arms and rubbed the cream in, finally they did each other's backs.
"It's a bit smelly," said Danni.
"Yeah, I suppose it has to be. It smells like it's dissolving the hair. No wonder they put all those warnings on the bottle. How long is it since we started doing our legs?"
Danni checked his watch, which he had left on the bathroom window sill. "Ten minutes."
"OK, the instructions say we should try lifting the hair off with that spatula thing now," said Mandy. Mandy took the plastic spatula and scraped the cream covered hair on his thigh. The hair and cream lifted away and his leg felt really smooth.
"Wow, this stuff really works. Do you want to try your legs, Danni?"
Danni took the spatula and started scraping the hairs from his legs. Like Mandy, he was impressed at how well the cream worked and how smooth his skin felt.
"We'd better stand in the bath to do this," said Mandy.
"Yeah," agreed Danni, "it'll probably strip the carpet if we get the cream on it."
Danni stood in the bath and carefully scraped off the cream off his legs and chest then he handed the spatula to Mandy to remove the cream from his back. Mandy repeated the process on his legs and chest, then passed the spatula to Danni to do his back.
Danni turned the shower on. He screamed like a girl as the jet of cold water hit him. He grabbed the head of the shower and directed it away from him and onto the wall.
"Are you all right in there?" Kirsty called through the door.
"Yeah, it's just that the shower was cold when Danni turned it on," called Mandy.
"You big sissy, I thought something had gone wrong with the cream."
"It was just the shock of the cold," said Danni.
"Well hurry up, don't be all day. We've still got lots to do."
Danni and Mandy rinsed off the hair-removing cream and washed with the shower gel Kirsty had supplied. They turned off the shower and dried themselves off.
They each took a generous amount of moisturizer and rubbed it into their legs and chests. Mandy rubbed some onto Danni's back and then turned round so that Danni could rub the moisturizer into his back. While Danni rubbed moisturizer onto Mandy's back, Mandy leant forward to massage his thighs. In doing so, his bottom moved back into Danni's lower stomach. Mandy was impressed by how smooth his legs no were, especially with the fragrant moisturizer. Then he felt something touch him high up on the back of his legs.
He turned round to see Danni's erect penis.
"Shit Danni, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, it just got big."
"Are you queer or something?"
"No. I didn't do anything. I don't want to do anything. You backed into me. And you're pretty erect too."
Mandy looked down and sure enough, his penis was also more erect than it should have been in the company of another boy.
"What the hell is going on Danni? This isn't right."
"Shall we ask the girls? They might know if we ought to be worried about it."
They wrapped towels around their bodies, like girls, so their nipples were covered but most of their thighs were visible.
Kirsty and Amy were sitting chatting in Kirsty's bedroom.
"Amy, when Danni was rubbing the moisturizer on my back, we both got, erm, you know, a bit."
"A bit what?" asked Amy looking worried.
"A bit big," said Danni.
"In what way?" asked Kirsty.
"Our willies," said Danni.
"Ohmigod," giggled Amy, "our two princesses fancy each other."
"It's not funny," said Danni hotly. "We're not queers."
"Of course you're not," said Amy reassuringly. "We both know that better than anyone, don't we Kirsty."
"Yes of course. Lot's of girls have little practices with their girlfriends, so that they know what to do on their first proper date with a boy."
"We weren't practising anything," said Mandy.
"No, but lots of girls actually kiss each other to practice," said Amy.
"Have you kissed another girl?" Mandy asked Amy.
"No, I haven't," replied Amy.
"What about you, Kirsty?" asked Danni.
"Well I did once a couple of years ago."
"Who did you kiss?"
"I'd rather not say," said Kirsty, looking very embarrassed. "It's not something I'm proud of and we aren't friends anymore."
"Oh no!" gasped Amy with a sudden realization. "It was Jess, wasn't it?"
"Like I said, it was a couple of years ago and we aren't friends anymore."
"Did she give a quick peck or a real snog with tongues?" asked Danni.
"Danni, I don't want to talk about it. We need to make sure you two aren't going to fall in love with each other. Danni, do you think Mandy looks pretty as a girl?"
"Yeah, I suppose so."
"Would you go out with a girl who looks like Mandy?"
"Not if I was going out with you."
"Supposing you weren't going out with me."
"I might, but she's going out with Amy."
"OK, but would you fancy Andy as a boy?"
"Of course not."
"What about you, Mandy. You don't fancy boys do you?"
"Of course I don't."
"So when you grow up, how would you like to live? With a bloke, or married with kids."
"I'd like to be married to Amy and have a nice house with kids and everything."
Amy burst into tears.
"Did I say something wrong?" asked Mandy looking distraught.
"Mandy, that's just what I want too." Amy planted the biggest, wettest kiss imaginable on Mandy's lips. She pushed him gently back and he fell backwards onto Kirsty's bed, with Amy on top of him, still kissing him passionately. The towel fell away and exposed his rising penis.
"There is absolutely no danger of you and Mandy being gay," whispered Kirsty to Danni, indicating the lower half of Mandy's torso.
Amy stopped kissing Mandy and looked down.
"Whoa, Mandy, that's big."
"I know, I'm sorry but I but I can't help it."
"All blokes are ruled by their cocks," opined Kirsty.
"Don't be sorry. It's sweet. It's your way of telling me you like what I do to you. And it's more honest than words can ever be." With that, Amy leant down and kissed Mandy's penis.
"Would you like us to leave?" asked Kirsty.
"No, it's just I've never seen a boy like this before, not close to. Did you like it when I kissed you there Mandy?"
"Oh yes."
Amy leant down and kissed Mandy's penis again, licking the tip with her tongue.
"Oh, Amy, I'm going to come," gasped Mandy.
Amy sat up. "Oh Mandy I'm sorry. I didn't realize how it worked."
Mandy was suffering agonies of unrelieved tension.
"Can you just rub it. Please Amy. I really need it."
Amy put her slim delicate fingers around Mandy's penis and gently rubbed up and down.
Danni and Kirsty were completely transfixed. Mandy continued to writhe under the exquisite touch of Amy's gentle fingers.
"Faster, please Amy. That feels so nice." Amy increased the speed of her rubbing. Mandy gave a moan and thrust strongly from his pelvis as he ejaculated onto his stomach and Amy's hand.
"Oh, Amy that was wonderful. Thank you. I love you."
Mandy reached up for Amy's neck and pulled her to him kissing her deeply and passionately.
After a few seconds, Amy sat back and looked at her hand. She noticed the semen on it and licked her hand.
Kirsty was horror-stricken. "Amy!"
"It's quite nice, it tastes a bit salty and it's nice and warm and creamy. Try some."
She scooped a large gob from Mandy's stomach onto her finger and offered it to Kirsty. Kirsty licked it from Amy's finger.
Danni was outraged. "You're supposed to be my girlfriend."
Kirsty winked at Amy and suddenly kissed Danni passionately, trying to force her tongue into Danni's mouth. She pushed him back onto the bed next to Mandy and Amy, still trying to force Danni's mouth open. She gripped his nose so that he would have to open his mouth to breathe. The smaller Danni struggled violently for several seconds, but eventually had to open his mouth to breathe and receive Kirsty's tongue. Kirsty kissed him passionately for several more seconds then eventually, after she was sure he had swallowed, she leaned back to end the kiss.
"Shit Kirsty, are trying to make me a fucking queer?"
"No, I'm sorry baby. I swallowed it, but I wanted you to know how much you didn't want to taste Mandy. I know you're not gay and now you do."
"Yes, but you've had some of Mandy's cum. You've not had any of mine. Well, not like that."
"Oh, for goodness sake, you sound jealous."
"Well, you know," pouted Danni.
"I'll kiss your willy, but will you kiss my pussy?"
"OK."
"Properly, so I come?"
"OK, but you'll have to tell me where you like it."
"Errm, I think they want to be alone Mandy," said Amy nervously.
"Amy, go and wash your hands and Mandy's stomach, then he can kiss your pussy. You just kissed his willy, so it's only fair."
"I'm not sure I want to. I want to save myself for my husband."
"You and Mandy just said you wanted to be married to each other," said Danni.
"And it's not like he can take your virginity with just his tongue," said Kirsty.
"I've read about it in magazines. I'd love to try it. It's supposed to feel really special for a girl. Would you mind Mandy?"
"No, I don't mind, but I don't know what you want me to do."
"All you do Mandy," explained Kirsty, "is kiss the slit in Amy's pussy. She'll let you know if she likes it."
"When you say kiss, you mean with my tongue as well."
"Oh yes, definitely with your tongue."
"OK then. I'd love to do something to make Amy feel really special."
"You're a smooth talker, Mandy," said Kirsty with a grin.
"Come on, let's go and wash," said Amy as she jumped up off the bed and hurried into the bathroom with Mandy.
In the bathroom, Amy washed her hands and used a sponge to remove all the semen from Mandy's naked body.
"I love you so much, Mandy. It's so sweet of you do this for me."
"I want to Amy, because I love you too and you were so nice to me."
They kissed again passionately. Mandy's penis bobbed to attention.
Amy giggled. "That little man is ready for more action!"
"Yes I'm sorry about that. He really has got a mind of his own."
"So it's true what they say?"
"I suppose so."
"Hurry up," called Kirsty from her room.
"Kirsty's feeling randy," said Mandy quietly.
"She's not the only one," replied Amy, looking lustfully into the eyes of her boyfriend.
Mandy and Amy returned to Kirsty's room to find Danni lying naked on the bed and Kirsty sitting next to him, naked from the waist down.
"Will you two be OK on the floor?" asked Kirsty.
"I guess," said Amy looking at Mandy. "Where do you want me?"
"Everywhere I go."
"Mandy, you're such a charmer," said Amy kissing him again.
"You'll need to take your jeans and panties off, Amy," said Kirsty.
Amy took her jeans and panties off as directed and sat on the floor near Mandy.
"You might be better off on a towel," suggested Kirsty.
"Oh yes, it would be more comfortable," said Amy innocently.
"I wasn't only thinking of comfort," said Kirsty meaningfully.
Amy looked puzzled and settled herself down on the towel which Mandy removed from his body.
"OK then, are we ready?" asked Kirsty.
"Get set, GO!" said Danni with a nervous giggle.
Mandy looked nervously at Kirsty and Danni. Kirsty had her head over Danni's groin and was presumably sucking his penis. Her naked bottom was over Danni's face and he was presumably licking her pussy. He looked back at Amy who smiled lovingly and reassuringly up at him. He looked down at Amy's honey blonde pubic hair and the slit below it, then leant down and kissed it. He stuck his tongue out and licked the slit. The smell and the taste were nothing like what he had expected. He was not sure what he had expected, but it was not this. The taste was much stronger than he had expected, quite salty, but not unpleasant. As he licked it, the slit seemed to get larger and he put his tongue as far as he could into the slit. He could feel Amy stroke his hair and heard her sigh contentedly. He felt a little button of flesh with his tongue. Amy seemed to like this being licked as she gave a little contented moan each time he licked it. Mandy concentrated all his efforts at that point. It wasn't easy; it seemed to keep moving around.
After what seemed like several minutes of concentrated licking, Amy's body tensed. It was nothing like the tensing a boy does prior to coming. The big muscle in the front of her stomach tensed strongly and relaxed. Mandy kept licking and the tensing of Amy's became more intense and frequent. Suddenly he heard a squeal from Amy and the sound of liquid being squeezed from within her body.
Then it hit him, warm liquid, gallons of it, gushed round his chin and tongue. It tasted quite sweet and not at all intense, which surprised him after the intensity of the smell.
Mandy looked up at Amy's face. She looked dreamily happy.
"Was that OK?"
"That was wonderful, but don't stop. I'll tell you when to stop."
Mandy buried his face in Amy again. He seemed to have to stick his tongue out even further to find that little button of flesh again. After a few seconds, he found it again and Amy sighed. He licked it as hard as he could for a couple of minutes.
"Oh no," cried Amy, "no, I don't want to come again." She pushed his head firmly into her groin and all the while Mandy's face was in her groin, Mandy reasoned, Amy really wanted him to lick her. So he kept licking.
"Oh Mandy, no! No! No! You honey tongued bastard! No!" Amy's stomach muscles tensed and convulsed and another gallon washed over Mandy.
Mandy sensed that Amy would like him to continue and he duly did. Amy wrapped her legs around his back and dug her heels in between his shoulder blades. Mandy massaged Amy's lower back and buttocks very gently with the nail extensions. His licking was relentless and after only a few more seconds Amy cried out again.
"Oh! No! Oh shit no! Oh you bastard! Aaah!"
Another warm wave came over Mandy. And still he kept licking.
"Mandy stop now, darling. That was fantastic. Come and kiss me."
"But I'm covered in.." Mandy never finished the sentence; his mouth was covered by Amy's and they kissed passionately.
"Watch where you're putting your willy Mandy," warned Kirsty. Kirsty and Danni had finished giving each other pleasure while Mandy and Amy were still busy. They were lying face down on the bed cuddling each other and watching Mandy and Amy.
Mandy twisted round so his penis was well away from Amy's groin area, just in case anything leaked out.
"That's how you do it Danni." Kirsty was clearly impressed with Mandy's performance.
"Mandy wrap yourself up in your towel while Danni and me go and get cleaned up. Then you can cuddle Amy."
Mandy wrapped the wet towel around his lower body and legs, to make sure there was no danger of making Amy pregnant, then he snuggled up to her.
"That was wonderful, fantastic, I have never felt like that before. It was better than sex." Amy giggled as she realized what she had said. Then she hugged Mandy again as hard as she could.
"Mandy, I'm so happy. You told me you want to marry me and you satisfied me sexually but without taking my virginity. That's such a lovely thing to do for me. I am just so happy. I love you so much. You're so caring and wonderful."
She hugged Mandy and rolled over on top of him, with her naked legs either side of Mandy's hips. She rubbed her body up and down, pressing her groin into the towel.
"Careful, Amy, make sure the towel stays in the right place."
"I know. You're so caring and I'm so randy. Ooh, you could turn me into a wanton little hussy. Will you lick me again? It was so nice."
"What, now?"
"Of course now. You lie there, I'll go on top."
Amy turned round and pushed her still-damp groin into Mandy's face. It smelt delicious to Mandy. Amy wiggled her hips so Mandy got the full effect of her scent. Mandy stuck out his tongue and soon found Amy's slit, which he noticed had closed up again. He bent his head forward and stuck his tongue out looking for the button of skin that Amy enjoyed being licked. He was still searching for it when he realized that Amy had unwrapped the towel and was kissing his penis. He licked as hard as he could, all the while aware that Amy was kissing his – no she wasn't kissing his penis. She had taken it into her mouth. Amy was sucking his cock. If someone had told him two weeks ago that soon Amy, the pretty blonde Amy, would be sucking his cock, he would have thought they were mad. It was a glorious feeling. He licked Amy for all he was worth. He felt her start to tense. Oh, god she'll drown me, thought Mandy. What a perfect way to do die.
He kept licking and she kept sucking.
She tensed.
He tensed.
She came.
He came.
Kirsty and Danni came into the bedroom.
"It looks like it's our turn to interrupt the lovers," said Kirsty, referring to the previous Sunday when Kirsty and Danni had been caught in Mandy's bed.
Amy looked up. Semen was running down her chin.
"I'm so sorry Kirsty. It was so nice I asked Mandy to lick me again and he's so good at it, I had to do something to say thank you."
Mandy was in some discomfort his mouth, chin and neck had been soaked by Amy as she came once again.
"Not to worry. But we'd better get this place cleaned up and wash the towels. Mum would be a bit suspicious if all the towels had gone crispy."
Mandy was looking at Amy in a new light. Her naked bottom was about an inch from his nose. He had never seen a naked bottom at such close range. It was beautiful. It even smelt nice. He leant up and gently nibbled her left buttock.
"Oh sorry Mandy. I forgot you were still there." Amy moved forward and got off Mandy.
Kirsty giggled. "After all the pleasure you've given Amy this morning, that's all the thanks you get."
"I don't want any thanks. If Amy is happy, then I'm happy."
"Amy was right. You really are a honey tongued bastard."
"Kirsty, I never said that."
"I think you did."
"You definitely did," confirmed Danni. "I distinctly remember."
"Well, it was in a moment of passion."
"Oh my god. That damp patch on the floor by Mandy's head. I hope it doesn't stain the carpet."
"You could say a drink got spilt. It wouldn't even be a lie."
"Don't be disgusting, Danni," said Kirsty.
"Has your mum got some carpet cleaner?" suggested Amy.
"We'll have a go after we get the towels in the wash. We have hardly started doing any of the things I wanted to do today. All we have done is get the boys' hair removed."
"Speaking for myself," said Mandy, "I've had a wonderful morning and I don't care if we haven't done anything else, I've had a morning I'll never forget."
"It's that honey tongue of yours," said Danni. "What was that for?" as Kirsty slapped him on the shoulder.
"Do want a shower, Amy?" asked Kirsty
"I think I'd better." The semen on her chin was drying to leave a white shiny residue.
"Can I come as well," asked Mandy. "I need to wash myself again."
"That'll be the third wash this morning," said Kirsty. "Isn't there a disease where people keep washing themselves?"
"Yes, but I keep getting dirty."
"Well control yourself." Danni got another slap from Kirsty.
"Come on Mandy, you can do my back."
"I'd rather do your front," said Mandy suggestively.
"Mandy! I'm not that sort of girl."
"Sorry, Amy."
"You know, Amy," said Kirsty, "I didn't think you were that sort of girl an hour ago, but I'm not sure now."
"Oh, I suppose I am that sort of girl now." Amy blushed and giggled. "Sorry Mandy. And you've been so nice to me. I'd love you to do my front. But make sure your little man behaves himself."
"I'll try, but he's got a mind of his own."
Amy and Mandy went back to the bathroom. Kirsty showed them where to get fresh towels. Mandy's day got even better. He was going to take a shower with the nicest, prettiest girl in the world and she was going to let him wash her boobs. They weren't the biggest boobs, but they were pert and perfectly formed.
"Do you want me to wash your hair Amy?"
"Yes please, Mandy."
Mandy squeezed a large amount of shampoo into his hand and massaged Amy's head. Her blond hair was gorgeous. It smelt delicious. The bubbles frothed up.
The little man stood up. Andy was careful to avoid rubbing it near Amy's naked body.
After a few minutes massaging the lather into Amy's hair, Mandy rinsed the shampoo out of Amy's hair and found a hand towel to wrap Amy's hair in.
Mandy moved the shower head down on its rail so that the towel did not get wet
Then the moment he had dreamed of arrived. Mandy was going to touch Amy's pert, perfect breasts. Better, he was going to wash them. He got some shower gel in his hand and washed her back, her shoulders, then her arms, then, oh god there is a heaven, her breasts. He caressed them lovingly with the creamy foam. Amy looked straight into his eyes, but he only had eyes for her breasts. Tears welled up in Mandy's eyes and started to run down his cheeks.
"What's wrong, Mandy?"
"Nothing's wrong. It's all too perfect. This morning is the most perfect morning I could ever imagine." Mandy kept washing Amy's breasts while he spoke.
"I said I'd like to be married to you and you thought that would be nice too. You have been really nice to me and I've made you happy. And now I'm washing your boobs. Do you know how long I've wanted to do this for? Since I was about ten, ever since you first started growing boobs. And they're so nice." Mandy sniffed as the tears ran down his cheeks. "Your body is just lovely. I love you so much."
"Aww Mandy. You're so sweet." Amy gave Mandy the second wettest kiss of his life. "Would you like to wash my legs?"
Would he? "Yes please Amy."
Amy lifted one slender leg and Mandy lovingly washed it with the fragrant shower gel, taking care to wash every toe. He was very careful to wash her thigh and buttock.
"I'd love to wash your bottom, if that's OK."
"Back bottom's OK, but not the front. I'll do that; it's a bit delicate."
Amy turned her back to Mandy. Oh God this just gets better, thought Mandy, she wants me to touch her everywhere, even her bottom. Mandy lovingly washed Amy's other leg from toes to buttock and then he washed her bottom, pressing gently into the crevice with his forefinger.
"Thank you Mandy, you have a wonderful touch. Now it's my turn to do you."
Amy rubbed gel all over Mandy's chest, arms and shoulders then his chest and stomach but not (Oh god she hates me) his 'little man'.
"Turn round so I can do your back." Mandy turned round and Amy's delicate fingers gently washed Mandy's back – it was the first time anyone had washed his back since his parents when he was a little boy. It was a lovely feeling. Amy worked down to Mandy's buttocks. She washed his bottom, pressing surprisingly hard in the crevice. That was a feeling he had not been expecting. He gave a little start.
"Sorry Mandy, I didn't hurt you did I?"
"No, I just wasn't expecting it."
"It's just that when you washed my bottom you pressed quite hard there and I thought it was because you liked pressing yourself there."
"I've never tried pressing there."
"Oh well, never mind. Turn round so I can wash your little man."
She loves me after all, thought Mandy. He turned round and presented the little man. Amy lovingly washed it with her gentle girly hands. It felt so good, but all too soon Amy was rinsing the bubbles off Mandy.
They got out of the shower and cuddled together in the warm fresh towels, drying each other and kissing.
Mandy and Amy got dressed and went to join the others. Danni was dressed in a short skirt and a strappy T, which also showed the thin straps of his bra.
Mandy looked at Amy. She looked so happy; she simply radiated happiness.
Kirsty was not so happy. "I've got to wash these towels and the bloody washing machine has packed up."
"We could do it at ours but my mum will think there's some funny reason why we suddenly need to wash towels," said Mandy
"Can we hand wash them?" suggested Amy.
"Yes but they'll take ages to dry. The washer has a drier built in. We haven't got a separate drier."
"Could we dry them with a hair dryer or a fan heater or something," suggested Mandy.
"That's worth a try," said Amy, "if we absolutely have to wash them."
"We absolutely have to wash the one you had, after what Mr Honey Tongue did to you, Amy."
Danni started laughing. "That name could stick."
"Yeah, it's the honey," agreed Mandy. Mandy and Danni giggled helplessly.
"Don't you dare!" Amy deeply regretted her earlier outburst.
"Will you two girls stop giggling and help?"
"Sorry Kirsty," said Danni, recovering her composure.
Mandy discovered that hand-washing bath towels while wearing nail extensions is not easy. She helped Kirsty and Danni wash the towels in soapy water while Amy dealt with the damp patch on the carpet.
Mandy found it difficult to believe how much rinsing was needed to get all the soap powder out. Eventually the water ran clear and the heavy wet towels had to be wrung out. This too was not easy in nail extensions. They got the towels as dry as the could, wrestling against each other as they tried to twist each towel to get as much water as possible out.
"I think we need to dry them in the garden before we try and dry them with a hairdryer," said Kirsty.
Mandy carried one towel and Danni had the other as they followed Kirsty into the garden. Mandy playfully flicked his wet towel at Danni's naked legs. Danni squealed in surprise and flicked his towel at Mandy.
"For god's sake, will you two girls behave? If you drop those towels, we'll have to wash them again. Or rather, you will. I don't see why I should."
"Sorry Kirsty."
Kirsty's family relied on the washer drier to dry clothes and they did not possess a washing line, so Kirsty arranged the towels over garden chairs. They waved in the gentle breeze of the warm May sunshine.
All four met up in the kitchen.
"God, it's one o'clock already," said Kirsty. "I wanted to colour Danni's hair so she looks girly enough to do without that wig. And I had been hoping we could massage each other. It would be really good for Danni and Mandy's education to pamper us, don't you agree Amy."
"Definitely. Can we make some sandwiches or something and then we can do Danni's hair and some massaging."
Kirsty started to prepare the sandwiches and drinks.
To be continued
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