A Quartet of Vixens Coaxes a Climactic Confession: The Sleepover Stakeout And here's a short story to go with the title: --- The four friends, Amelia, Beatrice, Clara, and Diana, all leaned in, their eyes wide with anticipation. Come on, just do it already! Beatrice urged, her voice a mix of excitement and playful impatience. I hesitated, shifting awkwardly in my chair. You really want me to... jerk off... in front of you? Yes, yes, yes! Clara chimed in, her hands gesturing wildly. We've never seen a real one before! Oh, so I'm just a specimen to you? I joked, raising an eyebrow. Amelia snorted. Hardly. We just think it's about time you pop that cherry, you know? I rolled my eyes, trying to hide my amusement. I'm not a virgin, if that's what you're implying. Diana shook her head. No, no, we know that. But we've never seen you... finish. And we're curious. I sighed, looking at the four of them. They were all staring at me with eager grins, their faces lit up by the dim glow of the bedroom lamp. Fine, I said, giving in. But you better not laugh. Oh, we won't! Beatrice promised, her eyes sparkling with mischief. We'll be completely silent and respectful. I rolled my eyes again, but couldn't help smiling. I'll hold you to that. As I began, the four of them watched in rapt attention, their faces a mix of fascination and excitement. And when I finally reached the climax, they all cheered, their voices filling the room. That was amazing! Clara exclaimed, clapping her hands. I can't believe we made you do that! Beatrice added, her eyes shining with pride. I laughed, shaking my head. You four are something else, you know that? Amelia grinned. We know. And we wouldn't have it any other way. Diana nodded in agreement. Definitely not. Now, who's up for some ice cream? And with that, the five of us settled in for the rest of the sleepover, our bond stronger than ever.