As I started talking, I could hear it as Lucy and the girls started undressing, too, so that by the time I was finished, all four of us were naked before Amy. When I stopped talking, she looked deep into my eyes, then looked at the others, seeing their nakedness. When she looked at me again, she nodded slightly, and did not flinch when I took the last step forward before I kissed her softly on the lips.
When I stepped back again, first Lucy, then Robyn, and finally Sandra moved forward to kiss her, too – just as softly, and just as chastely, as I had.
She looked at each of us, and saw only patient acceptance of her and her situation. When she understood that we welcomed her without making any demands in the process, she started to cry softly, and the four of us moved in to hold her, and comfort her. When she'd gotten herself back together, and stopped leaking around the eyes, she stood up and gave a little shake before announcing "Dammit, if you're all going to run around naked, I'm not going to be the party pooper by wearing a bra and panties!". As she reached behind herself to unhook her bra, Robyn asked "Can I do that for you?" – and with a smile, Amy nodded. Then Sandra stepped forward, and replaced Amy's hands with her own on Amy's panties, gently sliding them down her legs, then setting them aside before standing up and stepping back again. When Robyn had gotten the bra unhooked, she slid it off Amy's shoulders, and down her arms, before moving over to set it on top of the panties. That done, she moved back with the rest of us, to look at what Amy had chosen to reveal to us. At first, she looked nervous, but quickly got her courage back, and simply stood there, her hands at her sides, as we looked her over.
What we saw was smooth pale skin with a light dusting of freckles across her shoulders, a pair of medium-sized breasts with small pink areolas and nipples. Below them was a trim stomach, then a flat belly that merged into a pair of trim, muscular thighs. Between those thighs was a small triangle of dark red, curly pubic hair; peeking out from under it, we could see the edges of her labia. As we were looking it at her, she was looking at us, too – and when she got to me, and saw that I'd become semi-erect at the sight of her, we could all see it as her nipples hardened, and her labia extended a little more. Without prompting, she turned away from us, so that we could see the small, tight globes of her ass, before she turned around again.
Lucy was the first to move toward her, giving Amy a kiss that made it clear that Lucy found her attractive, too. Then it was Robyn, followed by Sandra, both of whom made their kisses as friendly, and inviting, as Lucy's. Finally, it was my turn – and to my surprise, it was Amy that made it clear that any activity between us would be welcomed. From the corner of my eye, I could see Lucy looking on, somewhat bemused by Amy's actions.
When our kiss broke, Amy looked at Lucy somewhat guiltily, and Lucy told her "It's okay, Amy. I already know he's attractive. I think we can all see that he thinks you look pretty good, too!", making Amy blush as Robyn and Sandra giggled.
I told Amy "If you'd like, I think we'd all be a little more comfortable on the bed as we got to know each other. You can tell us about yourself, and we'll tell you about us, and along the way, maybe you'll relax and get comfortable with us."
She gave me a small smile at that, and nodded. Robyn and Sandra moved next to her, then each put an arm around her waist to walk with her toward the bed. Lucy and I followed, and in short order the five of us had taken up various positions as we filled up the bed. Amy was sitting up at the headboard with Robyn and Sandra at her sides. Lucy sat cross-legged at her feet while I leaned back on my arms, my legs extended off to the side.
With a little prompting, Amy started telling us about herself, working herself backwards in time from what she had been doing before we came along. After a few minutes, Robyn put a hand on her thigh, making Amy stutter for a moment before continuing her story. When Sandra did the same thing a minute later, Amy didn't hesitate to reach out and do the same to them.
After a while, Amy's legs got a little tired, and she pulled them up to sit cross-legged to stretch them a little. Robyn and Sandra easily let their hands slide to the insides of Amy's thighs, and after a few moments, started caressing her slowly and softly. Amy didn't seem to notice – her own eyes kept returning to where my penis was laying in my lap, or to where Lucy's cleft was clearly visible. After a few times of that, Amy looked at us, and realized that we knew where she'd been looking – and when she realized that we didn't mind, and weren't going to say anything about it, visibly relaxed as she kept talking.
Also, as she talked, she realized that we were genuinely interested in hearing about her, and that we weren't judging her in any way – and that helped her to relax, as well, so that she was more willing to tell us things that she'd obviously never told anyone before. So when she got to her teenage years, and the friends she'd had, it was pretty obvious to all of us that she was leaving some things out.
Finally, it was Lucy that called her on it, asking "Amy? There's something I'm curious about. You've told us what good friends you were with Virginia, and you've told us about finding out about boys, but I get the idea that there was something between you and Virginia, too. If you want to tell us about it, I think we'd all be interested in hearing about it; but if you don't want to talk about it, then we'll understand."
Amy just sat there for a few moments, looking at Lucy before her gaze went to me, then the girls. She hesitated a bit, then said "Well, yeah, there were things that happened between us. Uh, girl stuff."
Robyn looked up at her and said "Amy? It's okay. Really."
Sandra added "Yeah, it's okay, Amy. We don't mind."
Amy looked at me, then Lucy, who told her "Honest, Amy, it won't bother us. Just take a look at yourself, and us, and ask yourself if we*really* look like people that would judge someone else."
Amy grinned at that, and said "Yeah, you do have a point there. If I can sit here with these two cuties snuggled next to me while you and Dan watch, then I guess there's no reason not to tell you the whole thing."
I nodded for her to continue, and Amy started out by telling us "Virgie and I started out in the same class in third grade, and became best friends, kind of like Sandra and Robyn, here. Even when we went to middle school, we took almost all the same classes together. Virginia was a little smaller than I was, with dark black hair, that was really straight, to the middle of her back. She had really pale, almost white, skin. She was the first one of us to hit puberty, and it hit her*hard*. Almost overnight, she had hair between her legs, and started pushing out the front of her blouses.
It wasn't until a few months later that I got started, and it was slower going for me. But because we were friends, it didn't matter – or so I thought. But what I didn't know was that Virgie was feeling the effects of it more than I was. It wasn't until later that I realized that."
"What happened?" Lucy asked, quietly.
Amy stared into her lap a few moments, then told us "I was a month from my fifteenth birthday. Virgie had had her fifteenth about a week before. I was sleeping over at her house and we were staying up late on a Friday night, talking. Both of us were in our panties, but neither of us was wearing a bra. I remember that I was fascinated by the way her breasts would sway as she moved, and how the nipples would seem to poke out like pencil erasers one moment, then almost disappear the next. I was*so* envious – my own breasts were about half that size, and barely moved at all; and MY nipples hardly ever stuck out as much as hers did, even when I was cold.