Lynda spent the entire following week, well the nights at least, masturbating as she remembered her experiences at the last poker night. She couldn�t wait for the next game her father would host but this week was Henry�s turn to have the game at his house. Unfortunately for Lynda there would be no �playing� at this game with Henry�s wife there. Still, she would get to spend some time with Henry�s two daughters. They lived in the next town so except for vacations and an occasional sleep over, poker nights at Henry�s was the only time Lynda saw them.

Sally was the oldest one. She was 14, just over two years older that Lynda. Her sister, Jess, was 11 but almost a year younger than Lynda. It was kind of like having an older sister and a younger one when they were together. Because of the age differences though, it usually ended up with Lynda and Jess being the �sisters� and Sally being the �babysitter�.

As soon as Lynda and her father arrived at Henry�s house, Lynda headed down the hall to find her friends. Henry�s wife had told her they were in their rooms. The first room she came to was Jess�s. The door was open so Lynda just walked in. �Hi!� she greeted.

�Good! I�m glad you�re here� Now I have someone to talk to!� grumbled Jess.

�You�re in a bad mood,� observed Lynda. �Where�s Sally?�

�She�s being a jerk!� snapped Jess.

As she spoke, Sally walked into the room. �Hi Lynda. Now the �little girl� has someone she can play with.�

�I�m not a �little girl�!� yelled Jess.

�Yeah, right� and you�ve had lots of boyfriends and done lots of stuff too,� teased Sally. �Well, now you can play dolls or something with Lynda because she probably hasn�t done anything either, right Lynda?�

The obvious slight angered Lynda. She could tell Sally and Jess had been fighting but she hadn�t done anything and wasn�t involved. �What makes you think I haven�t done anything?� countered Lynda.

�I didn�t mean anything against you, Lynda,� Sally apologized. �It�s just �little miss goody two shoes� here has been all over my case since she saw me kiss my boyfriend last night. Seems she doesn�t know what boys and girls do together. She doesn�t even know��

�He wasn�t just kissing you!� Jess interrupted. �He was rubbing your boob!�

�See what I mean?� Sally jeered at Jess. �I just thought where you two were both the same age, you would have more �in common� if you know what I mean, Lynda. No boy has ever touched you, right?�

Lynda blushed slightly. �Well� I�m still a virgin if that�s what you mean.�

�You mean you have done stuff?� questioned Sally.

Lynda�s pride rose as Sally genuinely seemed intrigued by the response she had been given. Sally�s angry tone had disappeared too. �You�ve done that too?� Jess added.

The argument between the two sisters dissipated and both started quizzing Lynda. The conversation evolved to where Jess was asking both girls about their experiences and what it was like and Sally and Lynda �comparing notes� about what they had done.

It turned out that Sally had been �felt up� by her boyfriend and he had gone as far as feeling her under her shirt but over her bra. He had tried to put his hand on her crotch once but she had been scared and had stopped him as soon as his hand had landed between her legs. Sally had wanted to feel his cock but after preventing him from feeling between her legs, she had been too shy to try. Sally did masturbate almost every night. Jess, as it turned out, was really innocent and had never even masturbated. She shyly had admitted she didn�t know how.

�Wanna learn how to get yourself off?� Lynda asked with a big grin.

�OK, I guess so,� Jess tentatively answered.

�OK, first take your jeans and panties off,� Lynda instructed.

�Huh? I don�t know�� Jess hesitated.

�It�s really fun, Jess. If you�d feel better, we�ll all take our pants off,� suggested Sally.

�Well� OK� You�re gonna do it too, right?� conditioned Jess, still a little nervous but hesitant not to go along with the other two after fighting with her sister all afternoon. Lynda and Sally both nodded and all three stripped their pants and panties off and sat on the bed.

�OK, now open up your legs and put your hand between them,� Lynda continued.

�Like this?� Jess asked as her hand went between her legs. �Is it OK to do this?�

�It�s fine!� Sally blurted with a hint of irritation. �Just rub your slit until you find the place where it tingles when you touch it.�

As the other two watched, Jess ran her hand around as she thought they meant. Not knowing what she was doing yet, she avoided her opening and only touched around the edges. �I don�t feel any �tingling� or anything.�

�Lay back. I�ll show you,� Lynda told her. Jess lay down on the bed but kept her legs closed. �Open your legs now,� Lynda instructed. With a slight blush, Jess did as she was asked. Lynda reached down between Jess�s legs and began to run her finger down Jess�s slit.

�Oh!� Jess exclaimed as she jumped slightly.

Lynda giggled. �That�s gotta be the spot. Did you feel a tingle?� A smile came over Jess�s face as she nodded. �OK, you rub that spot. The more you rub, the better it feels. If you keep rubbing, you�ll get a big thrill! Hey Sally, let�s all do it, OK?� Sally nodded and all three girls began to rub themselves.

It didn�t take long before Lynda climaxed. Touching Jess had excited her, although she wasn�t about to tell the others that. Sally soon followed and a few minutes later Jess tried to emulate the others but hadn�t experienced her first climax yet.

The three were all on their backs recovering when Sally spoke. �Lynda, how far have you gone anyway?�

Having an older girl question her made Lynda feel proud and mature. �I haven�t got fucked if that�s what you mean but I have made a boy climax and a boy�s made me climax. I even learned how to do it a different way.� Sally looked at her with a puzzled expression. �He did it in my bum,� Lynda lied blushing slightly.

�Really? That sounds yucky! What did it feel like?� Sally gushed.

Looking over at the nightstand, Lynda saw a bottle of hand cream. �Roll over on your hands and knees and I�ll show you,� Lynda grinned.

�Ah� I don�t think so�� hesitated Sally.

�Hey, I did what she told me to. You gonna be the baby now?� Jess teased.

�No!� Sally snapped. �Why don�t we both do it!�

A shocked look came over Jess. She hadn�t expected that challenge. Not willing to back down, she got on her hands and knees next to her sister. Both were slightly uneasy about what was going to happen but neither wanted the other to know how they felt.

Lynda reached for the hand cream. She opened the top and squeezed some on Sally�s ass crack. Sally jumped a little but didn�t protest. Lynda then squeezed some onto Jess. �OK, you guys ready?� she asked.

�Anytime you are!� Sally boasted.

�Yeah!� Jess agreed meeting her sister�s unspoken challenge.

Lynda put the middle finger of each hand on one of the girls� assholes. At first she rubbed the cream around a little. Lynda was a little excited by the whole situation. She had never touched another girl and doing so made her feel kind of powerful. Both girls were now slippery and Lynda pushed her fingers against the girls� rear openings.

Lynda�s finger seemed to slip into Jess but Sally clamped shut. �Come on, Sally, let it in!� Lynda scolded. Sally, not wishing to be shown up by her sister, forced her ass to relax. As she did, Lynda�s finger entered her.

Jess remained still and quiet but Sally jumped as she was impaled. Lynda continued her steady pressure and watched with amazement as her fingers disappeared into the girls� asses. She was surprised at the tightness and warmth she felt. As her fingers reached their maximum depth, Jess moaned.

�That feels funny,� Jess mumbled. �It kinda tickles.�

Lynda began to move her fingers in and out of the girls. Sally remained stiff but Jess began to push against her. �Wanna keep going?� Lynda asked.

�Uh-huh,� Jess mumbled, obviously enjoying herself.

�Let�s show her a real good time,� Sally suggested as she pulled herself away from the intruding finger. Once free, Sally spun around and sat on the bed. Reaching under her sister�s belly, Sally ran her hand down to Jess�s pussy. She could feel the wetness.

Sally�s finger slipped easily into the folds of Jess�s wet slit. A groan greeted the finger as it went into Jess�s belly. She unconsciously opened her legs more giving Sally more access to the new found pleasure spot.

Lynda, with her finger buried deeply into Jess�s asshole, felt Sally�s finger slide into Jess�s pussy. Lynda smiled at Sally knowing she could feel the closeness of their fingers too. �Let�s get her off again,� Sally told Lynda.

Sally and Lynda grinned at each other as their fingers began to plunge in and out of Jess�s two openings. Almost immediately Jess began to squirm and her breathing went from deep and steady to short, gasping breaths.

Jess began to move her hips in time with the invading fingers. Her head lowered to the bed as she became more aroused. �Had enough yet?� Sally teased.

Jess shook her head violently. �No! Don�t stop!� she half moaned, half shouted. The two others continued to finger the eager girl. �Something�s happening,� Jess groaned as an orgasm washed over her young body. �More!� she begged, not wanting this new feeling to end.

Sally and Lynda willingly masturbated the climaxing Jess even harder. Both were mesmerized by Jess�s wiggling body. �Ahhh! Stop!� Jess suddenly yelled. �Something just felt like it ripped!�

Jess jumped to an upright position ripping Lynda�s finger from her asshole. Sally�s face turned white. �I�m sorry! I didn�t mean to do it!� Sally exclaimed as a pink tinged finger came into view. �Come on!� she yelled as she grabbed Jess�s hand and dragged her from the room and towards the bathroom.

Lynda�s father came out of the bathroom as the two partially nude girls rushed by him and shut the door. He looked up and saw Lynda sitting on the bed in Jess�s room. �What was that all about?� he asked.

�I donno,� Lynda replied. �We were showing Jess some stuff when she yelled and Sally�s finger had blood on it.�

�Don�t worry about it. I�m sure she�ll be fine. When we get home tonight I�ll explain what happened. They�ll probably be in there for a while. The game�s breaking up anyway. Why don�t you get dressed and we�ll get going, OK?�

Lynda was still concerned about Jess but her father�s reassurance comforted her. She climbed off the bed and dressed as her father waited. When she had finished, they went downstairs, said their goodbyes and left.

At home, Lynda�s father explained that Jess had lost her cherry, as he called it. He went further telling her all girls were born with it and most lose theirs by making love. He told her there was some pain involved and sometimes a little blood but it was something no girl had to worry about. Lynda accepted his explanation but still was a little concerned about losing her virginity and how much it might hurt.