Mom's Unique Punishment

by Suejrz

Part 6

 

The next day after school mom insisted on taking me shopping. She said we had to buy Gloria something cute for her birthday and she wanted to buy me a few new things for the sleepover. So right after dinner mom and I drove over to the mall. Fortunately for me, Mikey was having dinner over one of his friends so I didn't have to put up with his incessant teasing.

Mom and I went to a few of the anchor stores to see if we could find something for Gloria. I wasn't too sure about her interests so we had to get some general. We looked at some clothing choices, some perfume and some jewelry choices. We finally decided on a really cute necklace and bracelet set that complimented the dress she made in class. I just knew she would really like it.

After we selected her present, mom focused the rest of the shopping trip on me. "Honey, you're going to need a new nightie and a cute pair of socks for bed and at least something new for you to wear on Sunday morning."

"Mom, why can't I just go over to Gloria's house for a few hours and then come home. Can't we think up an excuse so I could come home? I don't want to go to a girl's pajama party. I'll feel so dopey hanging around all night with a bunch of girls."

"Danielle, just stop it. It's natural for you to be a bit worried about new experiences but the only way to grow and mature is to try new things. I'm sure you'll be nervous but I'm also sure you will really have fun. Believe me, a pajama party with a few girlfriends is a joy well worth experiencing. You'll love it. So stop your complaining and let's find you something cute to wear for your big night."

I wasn't really in the mood for shopping but I knew mom was right. I knew I didn't want to wear my baby doll pajamas to Gloria's sleepover. I would feel really, really silly wearing something so sheer and feminine. So, getting new pajamas was a must and getting a new outfit for Sunday wasn't a bad idea either. Mom and I went to the sleepwear section and I was amazed at all the choices I had. There were shortie pajamas, baby dolls, long nightshirts, shorter nightshirts, footsie pajamas and of course regular ones. I quickly eliminated the baby dolls and was trying to decide between the styles of nightshirts. I finally settled on a short-sleeved, pale green one that ended at mid thigh. It was kind of cute with the bunny rabbit embroidered on the front. I thought it might look a little too young but mom thought it was perfect." And it even came with matching panties. I figured the extra protection wasn't a bad idea either. And we also found a cute pair of socks in the exact shade of green to complete my ensemble. As we paid for my purchases, I couldn't believe I would be wearing this pretty nightgown with five other girls similarly dressed. In a funny way my life could be like a dream for most guys. What teenage boy wouldn't want to spend the night with five girls, especially if they were all wearing pajamas or nightgowns?

After we paid for my pajamas, we headed over to the junior section where I picked out a few skirts and a couple of tops. Mom and I took all the items to the dressing room where I tried them each on. We finally settled on a cute, flippy, low riser skirt with a coordinated top. It was casual but in a nice way. I could even wear it to church on a Sunday morning or out to breakfast if we ended up doing that.

By the time we got home I felt really tired so I just went up to my room, took a shower, put on my baby doll pajamas and set my hair. I got into the habit of putting at least a few curlers in my hair most nights to give it some body. I guess I was used to them because they didn't either bother my sleeping any more.

The Friday night before the party, mom helped me wrap Gloria's birthday gift in some pretty paper. She also gave me one of her overnight bags to use. I was amazed at all the stuff I had to bring for just one night. In addition to my pajamas and my outfit for Sunday I needed to pack clean panties, bras, a different pair of sandals, some barrettes for my hair, a make up case with lipstick, mascara, some foundation and blush, some body lotion, perfume, a case for my jewelry, some facial cleansers and slippers. I felt like I was going away for the entire month. Before I would have only brought clean underwear and socks.

That Saturday morning mom and I were packing all my things when Mikey noticed all the commotion and asked what was going on.

"Danielle was invited to a birthday party sleepover at Gloria's tonight. We're just making sure everything she needs is packed and ready for her. You know girls need a lot more stuff than boys do, right, Danielle?"

Oh great. Now I had to explain to my dumb brother the trials and tribulations of a teenage girl's packing dilemma. Boys would never understand all the issues involved in putting together a girls' outfit.

"Yes, mom. Girls do need more stuff."

"I know honey. Just look at all the things you need as a girl. You need more hair care products, more creams and lotions for your face and body, more accessories, more shoes, more underwear and more clothing. So, Mikey, consider yourself lucky."

"Yeah, sure Mom. I'm not lucky; I'm just all boy. That's not reason for sympathy. It's a reason for joy. You're actually very fortunate that you're now on the right path I would just stay at home if I had to pack all that stuff for one night. And I would never wear any of that for even one second. One girl in the family is enough for me, right Danielle?"

I wanted to smack him in the face. He just had to rub it in my face every chance he got. He would never pack like me. He would never wear anything feminine or girlish. He wouldn't do this and he wouldn't do that. He was all boy and I was his dumb sister now.

My thoughts were interrupted by my mother's voice. "Honey, show your brother your pretty new nightshirt you're going to wear tonight at the sleepover. It's so adorable."

I didn't really want Mikey to see my stupid nightgown. I was sure he would have something mean to say.

"I'm not sure where it is, mom."

"It's right on top of your overnight bag, honey. I can see it from here. Take it out so Mikey can see how cute it is."

Of course she could see it. I'm sure she knew I knew where it was too. So I had no choice but to reach in the bag and removed my nightshirt with the matching panties still attached.

"See." I said as I held it up for my brother to examine.

Laughingly, he teased me just as I expected. "Oh, that is sooooooooo cute. I just love the little bunny. And it even has little matching panties. I'm sure you'll be the cutest GIRL at the party. I'm surprised you're not wearing one of your baby doll sets since you seem to like them so much."

"I don't like them that much. They're just cooler to sleep in, that's all. Besides, mom bought all those for me, anyway."

"Big deal. You wear them and that's all that matters. So, just go have a fun sleepover with all your silly girlfriends."

"Mikey that will be enough young man."

"I gotta go anyway, mom. You and Danielle don't need my help with all this girlie stuff. I'm going over Walt's for a while. We're going to play some video games."

"Okay, but don't be too late."

As soon as he left I was annoyed with my mother. "Mom, why do you insist on embarrassing me in front of him all the time. I hate it when you make me show him stuff like my dumb nightgown. It's bad enough that he sees me dressed like a girl all the time."

"You shouldn't be embarrassed at all. Your pajamas are cute, so what? That's not a big deal. After all he sees you all the time in your little baby doll sets that you wear every night. Besides I want him to appreciate all the work that goes into being a girl so that he learns to respect women better than your father ever did. He's still a bit young to appreciate everything we do to look nice but he will learn, as he gets a bit older. You should appreciate your femininity more. And remember he's younger and I'm sure he's just going through that awkward stage."

Now she's telling me about my stupid brother's awkward stage. This was unbelievable. After all I've gone through, it's hard for me to be sympathetic towards my brother. I mean after all I was the one going through tough times. You have to admit its awkward to be forced to wear girl's clothing. Going to a girl's ballet class is pretty awkward too. And let's not forget the awkwardness of attending an all girl high school. And I certainly think that any boy who has to sew a dress and then model it would find that experience a little embarrassing. Yet, it was my sweet little brother who was going through his awkward stage.

"Mom, don't make me laugh. He has no appreciation for what I've been going through. He thinks the whole thing is hilarious. I'm the one who should get the sympathy."

"Sympathy? Honey, you should feel honored. I mean you've been lucky enough to experience lots of unique things. Unique for a boy, that is. And you have matured so much in the past eight or nine months. You've gone from a self-centered ruffian to a beautiful young lady without missing a beat. You've developed self-confidence, grace and poise. You've dramatically improved your grades at school. You're associating with a much better class of friends now than those old friends of yours. That's not reason for sympathy. It's a reason for joy. You're actually very fortunate that you're now on the right path."

Right path? I really think my mom is wacky. I may be on the right path but I was on it in the wrong clothes and shoes. I never expected to be walking down the right path in dresses and high heels. But what was the sense in arguing with my mother? She already won the battle of the wills. I mean look at me and look at where I would be later today.

Dejectedly, I answered. "Sure, mom. I guess I am pretty lucky."

Mom gave me a hug. "Honey, I know at times this is difficult but you're doing wonderfully. Trust me, in time you will appreciate this entire experience more than you'll ever know. I'm so proud to have you as my daughter."

Mom planned to drive me over to Gloria's house. I was nervous in the car. This would be the ultimate challenge for me. I mean it's one thing to go to school and pass as a girl but it's quite a different thing to spend more than 24 hours with five girls, especially when we'd all be sleeping together. Mom sensed my nervousness.

"Danielle. Stop fretting. You're going to have a great time at your first slumber party. Just relax and go with the flow. Now promise me you'll relax and enjoy yourself."

"I will mom." We were now in front of Gloria's house. I got out of the car, grabbed my overnight bag and headed for the door. Mom waited until the door opened and Gloria and I went inside.

Within the next fifteen minutes all the girls arrived for the party. For some strange reason I discovered girls all scream whenever a new girl arrives. It was kind of silly but it was also fun in a crazy way. So after all our screaming, I now found myself hanging out with five other girls in the basement family room. The room was pretty large with some sofas and comfy chairs to lounge in. There was a lot of snack food on a few tables and there was a refrigerator filled with beverages. So we sure had enough food and soda for the night. And we had music since Gloria had her stereo blasting out some popular songs.

We all settled into den and before I realized it I was having a really fun time. We were all talking and singing, and just doing silly things. Gloria opened all her presents. She got some perfume, a few blouses, my necklace and pajamas. After we finished with the presents, Gloria's mom cooked us some hamburgers and hotdogs later and then we all settled in for the night.

I was a little apprehensive about changing clothes in front of the other girls. I wasn't sure if we'd each go change separately or if we'd all end up changing in one room. Mary Beth was the first to go into the bathroom but then Anna said there was no need to wait.

"I'm going to change right here. I want to get comfy."

With that the other girls all agreed and before I knew it everyone was starting to change right there in the open. Not wanting to look like a prude, I also started changing. I took off my blouse and pants which left be standing there in my bra and panties. I got my bag and took out my nightgown, which I quickly slipped over my head and lowered it in place. I was careful not to put my arms through the sleeves so I was able to remove my bra and drop it down. Once the nightgown was lowered I stepped out of my panties and then put on the matching pair. I must have changed in some record setting time since when I looked up the other girls were all in various stages of undress. Traci was standing there removing her bra. I was surprised at the size of her boobies. She made me look like a little kid. Anna was also standing there in just her panties too. I was trying not to stare but I couldn't help looking at them. They were both very pretty.

"Wow. Danielle, you must be a speed changer. I can't believe you have your nightie on already. Look at us, we're still practically naked."

"I guess I was kind of fast or you guys are just too slow."

"Can you get me my pajamas? They're right on top of my bag over there by you."

I opened Anna's bag and grabbed the light nylon gown on top and handed it to her.

"Thanks."

Her gown was short and very skimpy. It didn't leave much to the imagination for sure. She just tossed it on over her head and then tossed her bra over to me. "Throw this in my bag for me."

I was thankful she only tossed her bra over and not her panties. I didn't know how I was ever going to survive the entire night. But, fortunately the moment passed and within a matter of minutes we were all sitting around in our nightgowns.

After we changed we listened to some more music and we all danced some more. When we got tired, Gloria took out some nail polish and we all gave each other pedicures and manicures. We all looked kind of silly with cotton balls sticking between all our toes. As we were all lying around doing this, the conversation naturally turned to boys.

"Billy Thompson wants to kiss me." That comment by Anna started off the entire conversation. Within minutes we were each relating our experiences in kissing boys. Even though it wasn't a good experience at the time, I felt somewhat relieved that I at least had some knowledge of being with a boy.

But since we were all so worldly kissing a boy wasn't all that earth shattering. Petting with a boy was a bit more interesting. Mary Beth excitedly told us about the first time Joey Pizzaro put his hand under her blouse and grabbed her boobies.

"Did he go under your bra?" We all asked eagerly.

"Of course he did. And he even French kissed me that day too"

It seemed we all had been groped by at least one young man. And each of us had the experience of having some young boy's tongue deep inside our mouths. I wasn't totally sure if we all completely enjoyed the experience because we were all talking and screaming at the same time. It was somewhat hard to decipher.

The next area of intimacy was a bit more delicate. Anna was the one to bring it up.

"Did you ever let a boy put his hands down your pants?"

I was the only girl to say no to this question, which surprised me. I didn't think all these girls have gone that far already. I felt a bit like a prude as they all related the feeling they had during this time. It was funny hearing girls my age talking about such intimate feelings.

"Oh my God. My panties were soaked that night with Tommy. He was all over me. And he kept trying to get his hand inside my panties but I wouldn't let him. I told him he had to wait. Thank God, I did that. I found out the next week he was seeing that jerk, Natalie on the side."

"Danielle, you never had a boy put his hand down your pants?"

"No. Never. But I did manage to put my hands down his pants."

"Did you touch him?"

"Yes. I did it a few times. Actually it happened this past summer."

"With who? Do we know him?"

Since I couldn't tell them he was my cousin, I lied.

"No, he lives by my aunt that I visit each summer. We kind of fooled around a little bit each year but this year we went a little further."

"Oh my god. What did it feel like? Was it big?"

"I'm not sure. His was the only boy I ever touched. It didn't seem that big though. I guess it was a little bigger than one of the hotdogs we eat tonight. And wider."

Mary Beth chimed in. "I touched one boy down there too. He was the size of a small banana."

"This is too funny. We're talking about boys like they're food. But I guess we all know what bananas and hotdogs have in common.. And we have our cute little grapefruits."

As we talked Mary Beth and I both revealed that we actually jerked our boyfriends off. I don't think the other girls ever did that to a boy. This was the first time that I ever felt like more of a girl than real girls. I finally had done something that a few of them haven't. This was almost as cool as being selected by Miss Taylor for my ballet solo this summer.

I guess I got a little carried away and I let it slip out that I put his thing in my mouth.

"You mean you gave him a Monica Lewinsky?"

All the girls giggled at the reference to the former intern.

"I guess I did. It all happened so fast. I wasn't planning to do it. It just kind of happened when we were fooling around."

Traci started laughing. "Oh sure, it just popped right out of his pants and landed in your mouth."

"Of course it didn't just pop up like that. You know. We were kissing and stuff on the couch. We were pretty far along and his pants were unzipped. Somehow when we moved I fell off the couch and ended up on the floor with my head close to you know what."

Mary Beth said. "Oh my God. I mean I touched one but I don't think I ever really looked at it. So what did you do next?"

Anna laughed. "We know what you did next but not exactly how."

Traci thought she was so funny. "Evidently someone knows how to do it, right Danielle?"

 

"Stop it, Traci. You know I'm a nice girl. I don't know how it happened. I was fooling around and I think I just gave it one little kiss Jason went wild when I did that. He was so turned on. He started moaning and begging me to kiss it again. I guess I got a little caught up in his excitement so I kissed it again. He was pushing it in my mouth so I just kind of let it slide in and out a few times. I didn't really feel too excited or anything doing it but he sure liked it. And because of the way I was laying he could keep his hands on my head. I guess if I really wanted him to move them he would have but I just let him keep holding me. So, anyway, he just kept moving it up and down for a few minutes. He was moaning so loud he sounded like a sick cow or something. I thought maybe he was sick."

"Oh, gross."

"It wasn't really gross. It's kind of hard to explain. I mean it was just there. And the whole thing only took a few minutes."

"What do you mean the whole thing?" Anna questioned.

"You know. The whole thing! Until he was finished, duh.."

"Oh my God, you mean he came with it in your mouth? Yuk!"

"It wasn't that bad. It didn't taste bad or anything. It just felt a little funny, kind of gooey. I'd rather have an ice cream any day." I said jokingly.

"Maybe we'll make you a banana split and you can show us your technique. Gloria, does your mom have any bananas upstairs?"

"I'm sure we do. Do you guys really want to have some ice cream?"

All the girls yelled out a resounding yes and so we all headed upstairs to get a dish of ice cream. And much to my dismay, there was a large bunch of bananas sitting on the counter. We all scooped out our ice cream and syrup and peeled our bananas but no one cut them.

Once we got downstairs, we all finished our ice cream and then sat around giggling and staring at the peeled bananas. Knowing they weren't going to give in I finally relented and took the banana, holding it in both my hands.

"Okay, I was holding his thing like this and then I just leaned over and kissed it right on the top. Like this. I guess I did that a few times and then started letting it go in and out of my mouth. I breathed through my nose so I didn't gag too much. I started out slowly and didn't put too much of it in my mouth until I got used to it a little bit. Then I started going further. I kept my lips on it too. Watch."

Amid much giggling I was now sitting on the couch shoving a banana all the way into my mouth. At this point all the girls decided they wanted to try it too so before you knew it we were all shoving bananas into our mouth. We were laughing so hard we almost chocked to death a few times.

"The only things different were it pulsed when he was coming. You could feel it moving in your hand and then out it comes."

Mary Beth said, "I know. That feels so funny when it moves and stuff. I felt it in my hand too when I had my hands down Ron's pants that time. It's weird."

For the remainder of the night we continued talking about boys and music and school and all kinds of stuff. We didn't stop talking until about 2 a.m. when we finally got tired. Gloria had a pull out sofa so her and I slept there. The other girls slept on mats on the floor. As I lay there trying to drift off to sleep I couldn't believe I was in bed with Gloria with her only wearing a little nightie and thin little panties. It was almost more than I could bear.

  

  

  

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