All the next week Lynda couldn�t get the thought of Buddy�s cock inside her out of her mind. It may not have been the most pleasurable experience she ever had but there was something about it that made it seem special. It was her father�s turn to host the poker game on Friday which she normally looked forward to but Buddy had called and asked her to a dance at his school. As much as she liked �playing� with her father�s friends at the game, she had accepted Buddy�s invitation. It would be her first date and she couldn�t refuse.

Naturally Buddy�s father, Matt, would be at the poker game but his mother and sister were going away for the weekend. It was decided Lynda�s father would drop Lynda off at Matt�s house a little early and then go back home to get things ready for the poker game. Matt would drop Buddy and Lynda off at the dance then go to the game. At the end of the dance someone would pick up the two from the dance and they would go to Lynda�s house until the game ended.

Friday afternoon came and Lynda rushed home from school still not quite sure what she would wear to the dance. Frantically she searched her closet for the fifth time in two days trying to pick out what she would wear. In the corner, still covered with the bag, was the dress her father had bought her to replace the �favorite� she had outgrown. She had almost forgotten about it. She decided it would be perfect. Lynda ripped the bag off and removed the tags.

As she finished, her father walked in the door. �Daddy, can I wear this to the dance tonight? Please?� Her father assured her it would be perfect. �I want something real pretty to wear under it. Can we stop at the mall where we bought it so I can get something?� Seeing his daughter so excited there was no way he could refuse so off they went.

Her father smiled as Lynda searched the store rack for the �perfect� underwear to wear. She was growing up. She was no longer content with the tees and �white cottons� of childhood. �How �bout this!� she blurted as she held up a bra and thong set.

The outfit seemed a little �old� for her young age. �Gee, I don�t know�� he began not knowing exactly what to say.

�Oh Daddy,� Lynda interrupted, suspecting what he was thinking. �I know you like it. Look, the trim even matches the dress. It�s so pretty� Please?�

She was right. The trim did match the dress but the rest of the outfit was very sheer. He couldn�t refuse her though so they bought it and headed for Matt�s. Lynda was dropped off and went in.

�Buddy�s in the shower. If you want to start getting ready you can use Wendy�s room,� Matt told her.
Lynda, being anxious, almost ran to the room. She threw her bags onto the bed and quickly stripped out of her clothes. Tearing into the bag, she pulled out her new underwear and put it on. She grinned as she looked into the mirror. She knew it was sheer but didn�t realize it was THAT sheer. Her nipples, though still not very developed, were clearly visible through the bra. What little pussy hair she had made a shadow in the thong and even her slit could be seen through the thin cloth. It was more revealing than she had expected but she liked the look. It made her look sexy. When she had picked it out, she hadn�t realized it was a thong. She had never worn one before and it felt a little strange. She turned and looked at her ass in the mirror. The thong looked to her like it sort of framed her young ass cheeks, accenting them. It was a far cry from her little girl panties � almost like she was wearing nothing at all. The thought excited her.

Satisfied with her underwear, Lynda put on the dress and looked back into the mirror. Reflected back was a girl who seemed older than she actually was. A big smile came across her face. Now ready for the dance, she picked up her discarded clothes that had been just dropped on the floor. As she moved, the material of her dress rubbed her naked ass cheeks. She felt nude under her dress. The feeling was arousing; she liked it.

Finally ready, she went into the family room and found Buddy and Matt there. Buddy was already dressed. She blushed realizing how long she had taken but the ooo�s and ah�s from Matt and the surprised look on Buddy�s face made her realize her time was well spent. �You look nice!� Buddy exclaimed. He was wearing a suit and Lynda was impressed by his appearance too. Where she had taken so long, things were a little rushed so they headed out for the dance.

The dance proved to be a perfect date. Lynda not only had fun, she thought Buddy was the best looking guy there. She had seen a new side of him. He was no longer �one of the gang� but somehow seemed a little more special. He had even kissed her a few times. The kisses had just been quick sneaky ones as the dance chaperones seemed to be constantly watching but they were real kisses. They were picked up after the dance and on the way to Lynda�s house he even held her hand!

The compliments flowed as they walked into the door. It was a little embarrassing to have all the men telling her how great she looked in front of Buddy but Lynda did like the approval of everyone. She did get a little angry when they started on Buddy telling him how lucky he was, if they were younger�, and such. When they began to tease him about how she �felt� and if he thought he was �man enough� to take care of her, she had to get away.

�Come on, Buddy, let�s go to my room,� she suggested. With the choice of listening to the men tease him or go with Lynda, the decision was simple. The two headed down the hall to her room.

They entered the room and Lynda closed the door behind them. �I�m gonna change,� she announced.

�Ah� I�ll wait outside,� Buddy stammered. Although he had already seen her naked, he wasn�t sure if she was giving him a hint or not.

�You can stay if you want,� Lynda said meekly. �I don�t mind.� She�d never admit it to him but she wanted to show off her new bra and thong set for him.

�OK,� he smiled as he sat on the bed.

�Unzip me?� Lynda coyly asked as she turned her back to him. Buddy tried his best not to appear to anxious as he slid the zipper down to her waist. Lynda kept her back to him as she pulled her arms from the dress and let it fall. She smiled as she heard a sigh of approval from Buddy.

�Wow!� he said softly. Before even thinking about what he was saying, he added, �Girls have such nice underwear� Guy�s stuff is so plain�� Suddenly he blushed realizing what he had said. �Ah� um� I didn�t mean it like that��

Sensing his embarrassment, Lynda blurted, �Thanks,� and Buddy stopped.

His eyes were glued on her near naked ass. Slowly she turned around and he saw the sheerness of the material, revealing the assets beneath it. �Like it?� she asked.

�Yeah�� he sighed.

�You don�t have to stay in your suit,� Lynda hinted.

�I don�t have anything to change into,� Buddy mumbled.

�If you wanna just take it off, you can. If we both just have underwear it will be fair, right?� she grinned. Buddy didn�t need anymore encouragement as the suit was practically torn off his body. He ended up standing next to Lynda in only his underpants, which were obviously tented by his raging hardon. For a moment they just stood staring at each other until Lynda, lowering her eyes, added, �No one is here to stop us from kissing now.�

The words had barely lefty her lips when Buddy�s lips touched hers. The two kissed passionately. His arms went around her but instead of wrapping around her back, his hands went straight to her bare ass cheeks. Lynda�s excitement had long ago overtaken her. The knowledge she was wearing such a sheer thong under her dress at the dance had never left her mind. Dancing with Buddy, who had surprised her by being such a good dancer, had only added to her arousal; especially during the last slow dance of the night. He had held her so close.

Lynda could feel his hard cock press against her belly. Her thong was getting damp from her own juices. As they kissed, she ground herself against his hardness. It felt so nice to her. It wasn�t long before Buddy�s hands left her ass. Lynda almost sighed audibly, not wanting to loose the sensations he was giving her with his almost rough kneading. Quickly she knew why he had stopped. His hands were clumsily fumbling with her bra strap. It became obvious he wasn�t going to be able to unhook it so without saying anything, Lynda reached around her back and released the catch. Buddy�s hands went to her shoulders and he dragged the straps down, causing the bra to bunch up between their mashing pelvises.

Gently Buddy pushed forward, making Lynda fall on her back on the bed. He fell on top of her. Somehow the bra had dislodged itself and was now on the floor. Lynda sighed as Buddy�s fingers found her stiff nipples. They continued kissing as he gently pinched and twirled her little pebbles. After a while his lips left hers but he did not stop kissing. Slowly he began to kiss his way down her neck and chest. Lynda�s lungs sucked air like each breath was her last. Her hands ran through his hair. After what seemed to be an eternity to Lynda, his lips closed over one of her tits.

Suddenly she was being filled with new sexual sensations unlike anything she had ever experienced. Her breath caught as a nipple was sucked into his mouth. Her fingers tensed until she realized she was actually pulling at his hair. She was embarrassed but he didn�t seem to care as he continued to suckle. Her chest heaved as she pulled his head closer. He hadn�t even touched her pussy but she could feel the beginnings of an orgasm stirring deep within her belly.

Without warning, Buddy�s lips left her hard nipple and he leaned back. �Nooo�� Lynda moaned.

As he stood, his hands slid to the waistband of her panties. Before her mind would focus, the thong was being dragged down her hips. Without thinking, she lifted her hips and the thong was off. For a moment Buddy just looked at her with a big smile on his face. He then started to lower himself onto her again.

Quickly Lynda lifted her leg and placed her foot on his chest. An evil grin formed on her face. �You gotta take yours off too��