Story: Anna's Internet Friends   
      
   By Anna (m/f, oral, M+/f, gb, anal)   
      
   My name is Anna and I am 11 years old. I have been told I am pretty, I   
   think I am OK. I feel that I am too thin, but I have got a nice round   
   bum. My tits haven't developed yet, just my nipples. They stick out when   
   I get excited. A few weeks ago I saw my brother Sam with his girl friend   
   Zoë. They are both 14 years old. Zoë is very pretty, with nice tits and   
   shapely body - all that I haven't got.   
      
   I was walking past Sam's bedroom the other day and saw him between Zoë's   
   legs, sucking her slit. I stood in the shadow and watched. My heart was   
   pounding and I was sure they would be able to hear me. But they seemed   
   to be too busy with each other to notice me. As he sucked her, I saw him   
   slip a finger into her hole and pump it in and out, getting faster and   
   faster. Zoë was moaning loudly now.   
      
   As this was going on, I saw Sam stand up and drop his trousers. I could   
   only see his bum, which I have seen before, but in the mirror I could   
   see his cock. It was much larger than before - I had seen him when he   
   got out of the bath. He was stroking it and a clear, white liquid was   
   seeping out. Zoë opened her legs and held them up behind her knees as   
   Sam got between them. He now held his cock and slid it up and down her   
   slit. It made her jump when he reached the top of her slit. He then   
   aimed a little lower. Then I saw his cock disappear up her, I heard Zoë   
   moan and I thought she was hurt, but then she said that it felt so good.   
      
   He was now pumping in and out, and she was taking the whole length. He   
   was banging at her very hard and she moaned louder. At one point he   
   pushed in fully and held it there, I saw his bum tense and then Zoë   
   start to shake. I have found out since that it was an orgasm.   
      
   They both lay together on the bed. I went back to my room quietly, not   
   to be heard. I could hear them both say that they loved each other. A   
   few minutes later, I heard them say that they needed to get dressed as I   
   was going to be home soon. I got my shoes on and crept down stairs and   
   pretended to come in, making a lot of noise. Zoë called down, saying   
   hello to me. I said "hi", blushing a bit. Zoë asked if I was OK and I   
   nodded and went upstairs.   
      
   That night I could not get the picture out of my head. The size of his   
   cock and how it went inside Zoë so easily. I wanted to know more, so I   
   got up and got a mirror then lifted my nightdress so I could see. I   
   positioned the mirror on a pillow so it was at the right angle. I opened   
   my legs, licked a finger, and slid it along my slit. I took time to   
   explore around the top and found my clit. I rubbed it for a while, then   
   I started to breathe heavily. Not knowing what to do, I used my other   
   hand to pull the skin back, exposing my clit. I fingered it and had the   
   most amazing feeling ever. I kept it up, but I had to stop when I had my   
   first-ever orgasm. I was a bit scared when it happened.   
      
   When it subsided, I pushed a finger into my hole, and slid it in until I   
   reached a barrier. I didn't know what it was. I put the mirror away and   
   went to sleep. I kept on waking up and finding my hand between my legs,   
   stroking myself.   
      
   It was Saturday now and I had nothing to do. Mum and dad went shopping,   
   Sam went off with Zoë, and I was left at home to do as I wanted. I   
   decided to go on the internet and find out more. I found out very   
   quickly all I needed to know. My slit was called a "pussy", "cunt", or   
   "twat", and it was an orgasm that I had by rubbing my clit. As I roamed   
   around the internet, I came across a chat room. It was easy to log on,   
   and within a few minutes I was chatting to others.   
      
   My login name was "naïve blond". Some girls chatted to me and it was   
   fun. After a while a boy called "skateboy" chatted to me. He asked me   
   which town I lived in and I told him. He came from the same town - it   
   was amazing. After I told him which school I went to, he said he went to   
   the one down the road and he was in the same year as me. We got on very   
   well. He told me what he liked and I told him what I liked, we had so   
   much in common.   
      
   I told him I had to get some lunch and we agreed to meet later at 2:00.   
   I had some lunch and couldn't wait to log on again. As I did, he was   
   there waiting for me.   
      
   "Hi naïve blond, what is your real name? Mine is Dave." He wrote.   
      
   I wrote back, "Anna."   
      
   We chatted more and he asked me if I had a photo of myself. I told him I   
   did, and emailed it to him. He didn't have a photo as his scanner was   
   not working, but he would be able to get one to me next week.   
      
   We met each evening and chatted. He knew a lot about my school and he   
   told me the name of the school and the class he was in. He told me he   
   was new to the area and that is why the others at school didn't know   
   him. I was pleased that I was helping him, it must be awful to move to a   
   new school and not know anyone.   
      
   We chatted each evening, and on Friday he suggested we meet on the   
   Saturday for a drink. I agreed, as it would be nice to meet him. I told   
   him I would be wearing a denim skirt, white blouse, and sandals. The   
   weather had been nice the last week. He asked me if I would wear my hair   
   in pigtails, as he always likes that. Just as we were saying good-bye,   
   he said he remembered that his mum would be working at the cinema and   
   would I mind meeting him there, as he would be with her. I didn't mind.   
      
   As I got to the cinema a boy called Dave came up to me who had a ticket   
   for me. We said our hello, and he showed me to a seat and said he would   
   be back in a minute. I sat down and waited.   
      
   As I sat there, I was aware that someone had sat near to me, an older   
   guy. He was wearing a leather jacket, tee shirt, and jeans. As the film   
   started, he moved next to me. I wanted to move, but another guy sat the   
   other side. I was about to stand up when I felt the man hold my arm,   
   stopping me. He then leaned over and whispered to me. If I got up or   
   tried to shout, he would hurt me and showed me a closed knife.   
      
   "OK," I nodded.   
      
   The other man said, "Haven't you been told about the horrible men in   
   chat rooms who lure little fresh girls away and have sex with them?"   
   Then he whispered, "Hi, my name is Dave and this is Sam. He has a   
   girlfriend called Zoë as well, isn't that funny?" I was now scared, this   
   was supposed to be a nice day where I met a boy, not two older guys   
   intent on hurting me and raping me. This wasn't fair.   
      
   They both moved closer to me, stopping me from moving or allowing anyone   
   to see what was happening. Dave put his hand around my shoulder and held   
   me against him and kissed the top of my head. His hand was sliding over   
   my shoulder and rubbing my nipple through the material. Sam on the other   
   side was lifting my skirt to see my cotton panties. He rubbed them on   
      
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