What Friends Are For by Jodi Sylph Page A

feel so stupid,” she said, “I just don’t want to be
alone. What if he wants me to… touch it or… put it in my mouth?”
    Janet laughed out loud. “You mean a blowjob? I blow Trevor
all the time.”
    Megan stared at her in open shock. “Really? What’s it like?”
    “Kind of like sucking on a finger,” she said, “But much
bigger. And sometimes a little salty.”
    “I don’t know if I want to do that,” Megan said, “It sounds
a little gross. I can’t imagine putting his thing in my mouth.”
    “I’ll show you how, and you can try it. So how far have you
let him go?”
    “We kiss sometimes,” Megan said, blushing, “He put his hands
on my boobs once, but I pushed them away.”
    “Why?”
    “It wasn’t proper,” Megan said, “He kept squeezing them. I
felt weird.”
    Janet shook her head. “Oh girl, you really do need help.
There’s nothing wrong with letting him feel your tits. He’s going to want to do
more than that. Has he even seen you naked?”
    “No!” Megan said in horror, “Absolutely not!”
    “Why not?”
    “Because! It’s embarrassing!”
    “Megan, you’re beautiful! You do aerobics three times a
week. You’re in great shape. What are you ashamed of?”
    “Being naked,” she said, “I’ve never taken my clothes off in
front of anyone before. What if he doesn’t like what he sees?”
    “Well that’s got to change, or you’ll never have any fun,”
Janet said, “And he’s going to love your body. Why don’t you spend the night at
my house, and we’ll practice? We can go over a few things before we have any
real pressure. You can practice being naked in front of me.”
    “Okay, I guess.”
    “And I don’t mean in your panties, I mean full bare ass
nude.”
    Megan’s face turned bright red and she bit her lower lip. Janet
couldn’t help but laugh again and gave her friend’s hand a warm squeeze.
“You’ll be fine. There’s absolutely nothing to be afraid of.”
    Megan seemed to relax a little and smiled, if a bit
nervously. “I hear it hurts,” she said, “Is it true? How bad? You know, when he
pops my cherry?”
    “It hurts a bit,” Janet said, “But it’s worth it. Once it’s
over with, you’ll enjoy it a lot more. I promise.”
    Megan sighed. “Okay. I’ll try. I’m just happy that you’ll be
there with me.” She squeezed Janet’s hand back.
     

 
    PART 2
    Practice
     
    The sun set over the valley, creating a beautiful sky of
orange, reds, and yellows as the girls arrived at Janet’s small apartment. The
June night felt sweltering, even with the light breeze that teased their hair
as they entered Janet’s place, giggling like schoolgirls. Megan entered first,
giving Janet a moment to observe her friend.
    Megan wore shorts that were nearly obscene in public, old
denim things with frayed edges that showed a bit of ass when she walked. Her
pink tank top revealed her soft, lightly tanned shoulders that only accentuated
a flawless neckline cloaked by her shoulder-length long brown hair. She didn’t
wear a bra because she didn’t need to. Her breasts were small and perky things
that didn’t need any support, not like Janet’s own boobs. She always wore a
bra; her large chest demanded it.
    Megan made her way to the sofa while Janet slipped into the
kitchen, pouring each of them a glass of wine. She carried the drinks in one
hand, the bottle in the other, and joined Megan. She could hardly believe that
Megan was a virgin. Those large brown eyes must’ve driven a million men crazy.
    Janet handed Megan her wine and sat the bottle down on the
side table. “The wine will help you relax,” she said.
    “I don’t think I can,” Megan replied. She took a long sip.
“I have so many questions.”
    “I don’t want to bother with questions. I thought we’d
practice.”
    “Practice?”
    Janet nodded. “That way you’ll be more comfortable tomorrow
night. Maybe you won’t need to watch.”
    Megan’s hands fidgeted with the wine glass. “Do