Introduction.
Hi, it's Kathy here.
For those who don’t know me, I am Kathy, the eldest child of Mike and Shanti Wilson. Since I have become involved in the sexual fun our parents are into, I have been asked to tell my own story of how I lost my virginity and became involved in the fun too. But first, let me explain how I came to be a writer in these stories.
My brother, Michael and I recently became aware that our parents had a series of books telling about many of the sexual adventures they had with their friends. We found the hidden key and began to read them together whenever our parents weren’t around.
For those who don’t know me, I am Kathy, the eldest child of Mike and Shanti Wilson. Since I have become involved in the sexual fun our parents are into, I have been asked to tell my own story of how I lost my virginity and became involved in the fun too. But first, let me explain how I came to be a writer in these stories.
My brother, Michael and I recently became aware that our parents had a series of books telling about many of the sexual adventures they had with their friends. We found the hidden key and began to read them together whenever our parents weren’t around.
As we continued reading, we began to find some really erotic parts. At first, I was uncomfortable reading these explicit parts with my brother beside me. I stopped for a few weeks but my curiosity was getting the better of my. Michael and I talked about it and decide we both wanted to continue reading. From then on, when we came to a explicit part we just read it to ourselves and didn't comment to each other about it. That didn't stop me giving my pussy a good working out later in the privacy of my bedroom.
One day, Mum came home unexpectedly and caught us laying on their bed reading. Nothing else was happening just us reading but boy did the shit hit the pan big time.
Michael and I were sitting looking shocked. Little Petra was crying as Micheal tried to comfort her. Mum was going ape at us. She was yelling and screaming, totally lost it!
It was only when Dad arrived home that some sense was made out of the situation. Once he got Mum calmed down, we got to talk things through. Dad made it very clear that he was disappointed in us both. Sure, I agree with him too. Michael and I were way out of line looking at their private things. But you've got to admit, those books were kind of fun and naughty.
The outcome was they would be more open with us and considering I had become sexually active with my boyfriend by then; we were allowed to continue reading the books and could gradually join in their sexual fun too. More about that last bit later.
What they asked from us in return was that, with their help, we both write our stories concerning our first sexual experiences that they would be including in their books. These two stories would be included with an unpublished story my mother was working on about me going topless in Fiji.
It was only when Dad arrived home that some sense was made out of the situation. Once he got Mum calmed down, we got to talk things through. Dad made it very clear that he was disappointed in us both. Sure, I agree with him too. Michael and I were way out of line looking at their private things. But you've got to admit, those books were kind of fun and naughty.
The outcome was they would be more open with us and considering I had become sexually active with my boyfriend by then; we were allowed to continue reading the books and could gradually join in their sexual fun too. More about that last bit later.
What they asked from us in return was that, with their help, we both write our stories concerning our first sexual experiences that they would be including in their books. These two stories would be included with an unpublished story my mother was working on about me going topless in Fiji.
When it was discovered, a few weeks later, that Ragesh lost his virginity fucking me, all hell broke out again. Ragesh and I were sat down in front of all four of our parents and told it was suspected that we were blood-related. He was probably my half-brother. I always thought he looked a bit light for full Indian parents. We were warned not to have anything sexually to do with each other, ever again!
Can you believe that! I actually fucked my brother!
Another problem we've inherited from our parent's shady sex life, I suppose. LOL
Can you believe that! I actually fucked my brother!
Another problem we've inherited from our parent's shady sex life, I suppose. LOL
Extra - added six months later.
Once our stories were published it caused problems for the other kids as their parents began to suspect they were also reading the Letters Books. Of course, we had already told them these books exist and so they had gone searching for their parent's copy. There might be more said on this in other stories but for now, I just need to add that quickly it was discovered that our friends, Ragesh and Sabeena, Lizamoa and Joseph’s oldest children were also caught reading the Letters Books. In India, Stephen and Nisha got caught too.
Sometime later, the twins, Kirsten and Carol found out about the books. I think Sabeena might have told them. After what had happened here, the twin's parents, Jenny and Peter, were watching and set a trap for them, they got caught too. Then Riya from India got caught by her parents too. By then Mandara and Jeevan were expecting it might be happening.
. So it could be said, our stories here had good and bad results for our friends. First, they all got caught reading like we were doing. Secondly, their parents became more open to the developing sexuality of their children and eventually allowed them to become involved in the fun.
Sometime later, the twins, Kirsten and Carol found out about the books. I think Sabeena might have told them. After what had happened here, the twin's parents, Jenny and Peter, were watching and set a trap for them, they got caught too. Then Riya from India got caught by her parents too. By then Mandara and Jeevan were expecting it might be happening.
. So it could be said, our stories here had good and bad results for our friends. First, they all got caught reading like we were doing. Secondly, their parents became more open to the developing sexuality of their children and eventually allowed them to become involved in the fun.
But this is jumping way ahead of this story here, so, with that enlightening introduction, let’s get on with my story.
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At Thirteen – With Roxanne.
At Roxanne's House.
When I was thirteen, I had a very good friend called Roxanne whom I went to school with. She has always been bolder than me and a lot more outgoing too. When she started to take an interest in boys, I wasn’t so keen for a while. She soon had a boyfriend at school even though her parents wouldn’t allow her to have one.
One weekend I went over to Roxanne’s house for a sleep-over. We were sitting talking during the afternoon when she asked me what I wanted to do. I said there was a place near her house which I wanted to see. I explained that when my parents were young and lived in Waitakere, this whole area where she lived had been a pine forest which explained why there were still a lot of young pine trees growing up everywhere. I said there was an area somewhere up behind her house which they used as a car park for the forestry workers. There had also been two small buildings they had used for an office and lunchroom.
Roxanne replied that she thought she knew the place, so off we went to find it. Near her house, you could see where an old road used to be and by following this we soon came to a flat area where not much had grown except some weeds and grass. Roxanne showed me where she and her brother had found the foundations of a building. That must have been the lunchroom hut we thought. Nearby was a smaller hut that was probably the office. We sat down on the concrete steps of this second building.
“Why did you want to come here?” she asked me. “There is not much to see, just these foundations.”
“Dad told me, the other day when we came to drop you home, this place was very special to him and Mum.”
“Why is that?”
“This is where they did it.”
“Did it? You mean... You mean that?”
"I think so."
"Oh wow!" Roxanne said. "That's so hot!" (Read the second part of Letter 43 Part B - First Date.)
THE END
One weekend I went over to Roxanne’s house for a sleep-over. We were sitting talking during the afternoon when she asked me what I wanted to do. I said there was a place near her house which I wanted to see. I explained that when my parents were young and lived in Waitakere, this whole area where she lived had been a pine forest which explained why there were still a lot of young pine trees growing up everywhere. I said there was an area somewhere up behind her house which they used as a car park for the forestry workers. There had also been two small buildings they had used for an office and lunchroom.
Roxanne replied that she thought she knew the place, so off we went to find it. Near her house, you could see where an old road used to be and by following this we soon came to a flat area where not much had grown except some weeds and grass. Roxanne showed me where she and her brother had found the foundations of a building. That must have been the lunchroom hut we thought. Nearby was a smaller hut that was probably the office. We sat down on the concrete steps of this second building.
“Why did you want to come here?” she asked me. “There is not much to see, just these foundations.”
“Dad told me, the other day when we came to drop you home, this place was very special to him and Mum.”
“Why is that?”
“This is where they did it.”
“Did it? You mean... You mean that?”
"I think so."
"Oh wow!" Roxanne said. "That's so hot!" (Read the second part of Letter 43 Part B - First Date.)
“Yes, they had sex in a car, I think. He didn’t tell me too much because I think he suddenly realised who he was talking to but this is the place alright.”
“Oh! That is so neat,” Roxanne said. “They actually did it here?”
“Yes, for the first time, I think.”
“That is so special, Kathy.”
“Oh! That is so neat,” Roxanne said. “They actually did it here?”
“Yes, for the first time, I think.”
“That is so special, Kathy.”
We sat down on the grass nearby and ate a little snack we had brought with us.
I caught Roxanne looking at me and I asked what was wrong.
“I haven’t noticed you before Kathy. You are growing… You know growing up there,” she said as she patted her own chest.
“Yes,” replied. “My breasts have grown quite a bit, recently."
It seems I was developing quicker than she was. I was rather proud of my new breasts and I was pleased that she noticed them. Normally at school, my uniform would hide them but now in this light blouse, it was more noticeable.
“I have to wear a bra now, a proper one,” I told her.
“Oh really?” Then she lowered her voice as if someone might be nearby and asked, “Can I see it?”
She was a girl and as I said, I was proud of my new breasts so I didn't mind her seeing my new bra. I began undoing the buttons of my blouse while she watched me. Soon I had my blouse open revealing the cups of my bra, a lacy pale blue one. Before this, I'd only worn those boring training bras but now I had the body to give it some shape, I had a real bra, one which I thought looked quite sexy. She leaned forward to look then suddenly asked me, “Can I touch it?”
Wow, that was a surprise. I wasn’t expecting that! I thought about it for a moment and then, I don’t know what made me it, but I said, "OK." She reached up and touched me on the breast. I could feel her touching me there. I could feel her through the material of my bra. It felt nice and I wanted her to touch me. My body gave a shive and I felt my nipple begin to harden.
“My breasts haven’t really started yet,” she said. “But my nipples get hard like your one is now.”
I was surprised that she noticed that my nipple was hard and even more surprised she told me that as well.
“Do you want to see?” she went on. “I’ll show you if you want.”
Suddenly I was overcome with excitement. I did want to see her nipples. I didn’t speak. My arousal was so strong, I don’t think I could have at that moment. I just nodded my head. Then I watched as she undid her blouse and open it wide to reveal her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra so her chest was bare, just beginning, the first signs of swelling with two puffy pink nipples at their peaks.
I do not know what made me but I reach out and touched her. Touched her right on her nipple. I felt it first soft then begin to harden under my fingers. It was so exciting to have that effect on someone else. I had made my own nipples hard and it felt good too but doing it to someone else felt even better.
Suddenly I had a very sexy idea. I wanted to show her mine. I wanted to show her my own breasts and nipples. But more than that, I wanted her to touch them too.
“Do you want to see mine?” I asked her.
“Yes,” she replied, her voice almost a whisper.
I think we were both I bit overcome sexually by all this.
I removed my blouse completely, then reaching behind and undoing my bra. My fingers were trembling and I struggled to undo the catch. Finally, I was able to get it. I could see her watching with interest as I let my bra fall away revealing my breasts to her. She looked at them for a few moments and then suddenly her hands came up and touched me. Both hands, one to each breast. Her hands made little cups for my little breasts, holding them gently while one finger and thumb held each nipple. Oh! That felt so sexy. I had no idea how good it would feel, another person touching me.
“Your nipples are so large Kathy,” she said, as she ran her fingers over then. “And they are very dark too. Almost black.”
“Yes, that’s because I am half Indian,” I explained. “Mum’s nipples are completely black and her skin is very dark even on her breasts.
That was about as far as we got that day, but to me, it was very exciting and a very sexy afternoon. Someone had viewed and even touched my breasts. I had seen another girl too. I also knew I had been sexually turned-on by it too, becoming wet down there around my pussy. I am sure Roxanne was turned on as well.
I caught Roxanne looking at me and I asked what was wrong.
“I haven’t noticed you before Kathy. You are growing… You know growing up there,” she said as she patted her own chest.
“Yes,” replied. “My breasts have grown quite a bit, recently."
It seems I was developing quicker than she was. I was rather proud of my new breasts and I was pleased that she noticed them. Normally at school, my uniform would hide them but now in this light blouse, it was more noticeable.
“I have to wear a bra now, a proper one,” I told her.
“Oh really?” Then she lowered her voice as if someone might be nearby and asked, “Can I see it?”
She was a girl and as I said, I was proud of my new breasts so I didn't mind her seeing my new bra. I began undoing the buttons of my blouse while she watched me. Soon I had my blouse open revealing the cups of my bra, a lacy pale blue one. Before this, I'd only worn those boring training bras but now I had the body to give it some shape, I had a real bra, one which I thought looked quite sexy. She leaned forward to look then suddenly asked me, “Can I touch it?”
Wow, that was a surprise. I wasn’t expecting that! I thought about it for a moment and then, I don’t know what made me it, but I said, "OK." She reached up and touched me on the breast. I could feel her touching me there. I could feel her through the material of my bra. It felt nice and I wanted her to touch me. My body gave a shive and I felt my nipple begin to harden.
“My breasts haven’t really started yet,” she said. “But my nipples get hard like your one is now.”
I was surprised that she noticed that my nipple was hard and even more surprised she told me that as well.
“Do you want to see?” she went on. “I’ll show you if you want.”
Suddenly I was overcome with excitement. I did want to see her nipples. I didn’t speak. My arousal was so strong, I don’t think I could have at that moment. I just nodded my head. Then I watched as she undid her blouse and open it wide to reveal her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra so her chest was bare, just beginning, the first signs of swelling with two puffy pink nipples at their peaks.
I do not know what made me but I reach out and touched her. Touched her right on her nipple. I felt it first soft then begin to harden under my fingers. It was so exciting to have that effect on someone else. I had made my own nipples hard and it felt good too but doing it to someone else felt even better.
Suddenly I had a very sexy idea. I wanted to show her mine. I wanted to show her my own breasts and nipples. But more than that, I wanted her to touch them too.
“Do you want to see mine?” I asked her.
“Yes,” she replied, her voice almost a whisper.
I think we were both I bit overcome sexually by all this.
I removed my blouse completely, then reaching behind and undoing my bra. My fingers were trembling and I struggled to undo the catch. Finally, I was able to get it. I could see her watching with interest as I let my bra fall away revealing my breasts to her. She looked at them for a few moments and then suddenly her hands came up and touched me. Both hands, one to each breast. Her hands made little cups for my little breasts, holding them gently while one finger and thumb held each nipple. Oh! That felt so sexy. I had no idea how good it would feel, another person touching me.
“Your nipples are so large Kathy,” she said, as she ran her fingers over then. “And they are very dark too. Almost black.”
“Yes, that’s because I am half Indian,” I explained. “Mum’s nipples are completely black and her skin is very dark even on her breasts.
That was about as far as we got that day, but to me, it was very exciting and a very sexy afternoon. Someone had viewed and even touched my breasts. I had seen another girl too. I also knew I had been sexually turned-on by it too, becoming wet down there around my pussy. I am sure Roxanne was turned on as well.
At My House.
About six months later, we were at my house. Roxanne was staying with us for the weekend. It was a hot afternoon and we were down sitting beside the pool. We'd just been swimming so were both wore just our bikinis. I noticed that Roxanne was growing her tits now. There was a good swelling under her bikini top.
"You are growing now," I said, pointing to her tits.
"Yes," she admitted. "They look good now."
"Can I see?" I asked.
She didn't reply, just pulling her bikini top aside so I could see her bare tits.
Roxanne's breasts looked so different from mine. Almost completely white in the area hidden by her bikini. Her nipples were pink and a lot smaller than mine too.
As she replaced her top, she said, "I'm growing hair too. You know. Down there."
"I'm hairy too," I admitted. "Getting a lot. Can hardly keep it under my bikini now."
"Can I see?" she asked.
I pulled my bikini bottom aside to show her my little forest. It had filled out to cover almost the complete triangle under my bikini. I didn't really think about it at the time but revealing my pussy hair was also revealing that most secret part of my body, my pussy lips. Roxanne must have seen it but didn't say anything.
"So much! Kathy, you are so hairy," she said in surprise.
"I know, it's getting hard to keep it under my bikini now."
"I've only got a bit," she said. "I'll show you."
She didn't wait for my reply, just pulled back her bikini to show me and there was a crop of ginger hair, just above the top end for her slit. It was darker in colour than the hair on her head which surprised me. I hadn't really thought of Roxanne as having ginger hair. She seemed lighter, more like a darker blonde.
"I can see you cunt," I whispered to here."
"I saw your one too," she whispered back.
Suddenly, I heard Mum calling and we just got ourselves covered before Mum was looking down over the railing of the deck above.
"You are growing now," I said, pointing to her tits.
"Yes," she admitted. "They look good now."
"Can I see?" I asked.
She didn't reply, just pulling her bikini top aside so I could see her bare tits.
Roxanne's breasts looked so different from mine. Almost completely white in the area hidden by her bikini. Her nipples were pink and a lot smaller than mine too.
As she replaced her top, she said, "I'm growing hair too. You know. Down there."
"I'm hairy too," I admitted. "Getting a lot. Can hardly keep it under my bikini now."
"Can I see?" she asked.
I pulled my bikini bottom aside to show her my little forest. It had filled out to cover almost the complete triangle under my bikini. I didn't really think about it at the time but revealing my pussy hair was also revealing that most secret part of my body, my pussy lips. Roxanne must have seen it but didn't say anything.
"So much! Kathy, you are so hairy," she said in surprise.
"I know, it's getting hard to keep it under my bikini now."
"I've only got a bit," she said. "I'll show you."
She didn't wait for my reply, just pulled back her bikini to show me and there was a crop of ginger hair, just above the top end for her slit. It was darker in colour than the hair on her head which surprised me. I hadn't really thought of Roxanne as having ginger hair. She seemed lighter, more like a darker blonde.
"I can see you cunt," I whispered to here."
"I saw your one too," she whispered back.
Suddenly, I heard Mum calling and we just got ourselves covered before Mum was looking down over the railing of the deck above.
That night, when we were in my bedroom, we actually got naked in front of each other.
I had come back from my shower with just a towel wrapped around me. Roxanne was sitting on my bed having had her shower before me.
I got my sleeping clothes ready and she was still sitting there watching me. Of course, I was naked under the towel so what could I do? Suddenly I decided, since she had seen both my top and bottom parts, she might as well see me completely naked so I just got changed in front of her.
I could see her still looking at me, still viewing me naked. I sat down on the bed beside her.
"Why don't you join me this way too," I asked.
She hesitated.
"The door is locked," I added.
Roxanne stood up, pulling the nightie she was wearing over her head. Then bending down, her panties landed on the floor beside the discarded nightie. She was left naked like me.
We chatted a bit, played and touched each other. Even hugged each other. I never had anyone touch me on my pussy lips before. Even hugged. I found that it also felt good when another person touched me there too.
"Do you want to see my pussy again?" I asked her.
"Yes," came here surprise. She almost seemed out of breath.
I sat back, leaning against the pillows and headboard. I opened my legs so I could display myself to her. I knew this was much more than the pussy flash I had given beside the pool.
She leaned forward to view me more fully and then she actually reached to touch me. First, her fingers were in the hairy area at the top, then she moved lower to touch my lips.
"Kathy! You are so wet!"
"I know. I can't help it."
Now she had been sitting back against the pillows when she opened her legs so wide so I could see her. I moved closer so I could inspect her and even reached out and touched her there. I could see how her body gave a shiver of pleasure when my fingers ran along the length of her lips. I heard the soft moan when I touched that soft sensitive part all girls have at the top.
"Shall we get off together," she suggested with a smile.
"Get-off?"
"You know. With our hands. Masturbate."
"Oh!"
"What? Don't you do it?"
"Not really," I said.
"Not really or not at all?" she asked.
"Not at all," I replied.
"Really?"
I just nodded.
"I'll have to show you. That is if you want."
"Yes. I want to try."
I moved up to sit beside her. Both of us had our backs against the headboard. I copied what she was doing. First playing with her nipples, then moving to her pussy. Playing over and along her lips, before she moved to that sensitive part, the clitty, she called it.
Soon we were sitting beside each other, both working our pussy, both rubbing at our clitty. It was hot and sexy to be doing it but even more at doing it with a friend watching as they did it too.
So I got a lesson in masturbation, including having my first cum. Roxanne had shown me how to work my pussy and clitty to build myself to climax. It was an interesting and sexually exciting evening and we ended up falling asleep, hugging and holding each other.
I had come back from my shower with just a towel wrapped around me. Roxanne was sitting on my bed having had her shower before me.
I got my sleeping clothes ready and she was still sitting there watching me. Of course, I was naked under the towel so what could I do? Suddenly I decided, since she had seen both my top and bottom parts, she might as well see me completely naked so I just got changed in front of her.
I could see her still looking at me, still viewing me naked. I sat down on the bed beside her.
"Why don't you join me this way too," I asked.
She hesitated.
"The door is locked," I added.
Roxanne stood up, pulling the nightie she was wearing over her head. Then bending down, her panties landed on the floor beside the discarded nightie. She was left naked like me.
We chatted a bit, played and touched each other. Even hugged each other. I never had anyone touch me on my pussy lips before. Even hugged. I found that it also felt good when another person touched me there too.
"Do you want to see my pussy again?" I asked her.
"Yes," came here surprise. She almost seemed out of breath.
I sat back, leaning against the pillows and headboard. I opened my legs so I could display myself to her. I knew this was much more than the pussy flash I had given beside the pool.
She leaned forward to view me more fully and then she actually reached to touch me. First, her fingers were in the hairy area at the top, then she moved lower to touch my lips.
"Kathy! You are so wet!"
"I know. I can't help it."
Now she had been sitting back against the pillows when she opened her legs so wide so I could see her. I moved closer so I could inspect her and even reached out and touched her there. I could see how her body gave a shiver of pleasure when my fingers ran along the length of her lips. I heard the soft moan when I touched that soft sensitive part all girls have at the top.
"Shall we get off together," she suggested with a smile.
"Get-off?"
"You know. With our hands. Masturbate."
"Oh!"
"What? Don't you do it?"
"Not really," I said.
"Not really or not at all?" she asked.
"Not at all," I replied.
"Really?"
I just nodded.
"I'll have to show you. That is if you want."
"Yes. I want to try."
I moved up to sit beside her. Both of us had our backs against the headboard. I copied what she was doing. First playing with her nipples, then moving to her pussy. Playing over and along her lips, before she moved to that sensitive part, the clitty, she called it.
Soon we were sitting beside each other, both working our pussy, both rubbing at our clitty. It was hot and sexy to be doing it but even more at doing it with a friend watching as they did it too.
So I got a lesson in masturbation, including having my first cum. Roxanne had shown me how to work my pussy and clitty to build myself to climax. It was an interesting and sexually exciting evening and we ended up falling asleep, hugging and holding each other.
The next morning, I woke up first to find Roxanne cuddled in my arms, I could feel her breasts touching against mine. I was laying on my back and her leg was over my thigh so her thigh was between my legs, pressing against my pussy. In that position, her pussy was pressed against my thigh too. What surprised me was that it was actually a very comfortable position to sleep with someone else. Of course, it was a first for us, in the same bed, naked with someone else.
As I lay there, I felt her disturb and begin to wake up. When she realised the position she was in, she looked up smiling at me. Then she actually reached up and kissed me on the lips before rolling off to lay beside me.
"Thank you for last night," I told her.
"I'm surprised you didn't know that," she replied.
"I think it's because I don't have an older sister or brother to tell me all the good stuff," I laughed.
She gave me another quick hug before we got dressed but that night, things changed for me. I began to develop an interest and appetite for sex which grew into an interest in boys. I don't really need to add I got a desire for hot juicy orgasms too.
I don't really need to add I got a desire for orgasms too. Almost every night I'd work myself off until I cum. I must admit to becoming quite good at it.
As I lay there, I felt her disturb and begin to wake up. When she realised the position she was in, she looked up smiling at me. Then she actually reached up and kissed me on the lips before rolling off to lay beside me.
"Thank you for last night," I told her.
"I'm surprised you didn't know that," she replied.
"I think it's because I don't have an older sister or brother to tell me all the good stuff," I laughed.
She gave me another quick hug before we got dressed but that night, things changed for me. I began to develop an interest and appetite for sex which grew into an interest in boys. I don't really need to add I got a desire for hot juicy orgasms too.
I don't really need to add I got a desire for orgasms too. Almost every night I'd work myself off until I cum. I must admit to becoming quite good at it.
When mum came in we were dressed and the floor bed was folded up and under my bed as we didn't want her to find that Roxanne had been sleeping in my bed with me.
"Oh," Mum said. "Tidied up already."
"It's the least I can do for you allowing me to stay."
"Thank you, dear," Mum said.
"Thank you!" I said, looking at Roxanne. "Who needs friends..."
Mum looked at me and laughed as she left the room. "Thank you, too, Kathy," she called back over her shoulder.
"Oh," Mum said. "Tidied up already."
"It's the least I can do for you allowing me to stay."
"Thank you, dear," Mum said.
"Thank you!" I said, looking at Roxanne. "Who needs friends..."
Mum looked at me and laughed as she left the room. "Thank you, too, Kathy," she called back over her shoulder.
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At Fourteen – Topless in Fiji.
The following winter, when I was fourteen, Mum and Dad took us, three kids, on a trip to Fiji. Uncle Joseph and Aunty Lizamoa and their four children came with us. We were on the beach at the resort one day when I noticed that Mum and Aunty Lizamoa had removed their bikini tops and were happily sitting there topless.
I thought about this for a few minutes and then suddenly decided I wanted to do the same. By now my breasts had filled out a lot more taking on the normal shape of a breast although still rather smaller. I took my top off baring my little tits to the world. It was bold, doing that for the first time, something I had ever done that and the first time anyone other than Roxanne had ever seen them, but in a way, I was a bit proud of my newly developing chest. I was happy to be showing them off.
It was OK when I was just with Mum and Aunty Lizamoa but later I heard the rest of them returning. I knew Jagesh and my brother Michael were coming back too. I looked up when I heard them coming along the beach. Yes, I could have covered up at that point, maybe I should have too, considering what happened, but I didn’t. I just lay back, my breasts still bare.
I know it didn’t take long for Jagesh and my brother to notice me which I rather liked. In fact, I think I would have been disappointed if they hadn’t noticed. I caught them looking at my breasts whenever they had a chance and I discovered I didn’t mind them looking. They even sat nearby talking to me and I knew why they were being extra attentive too.
It was a surprise, I actually realised that having those boys looking at my bare breasts was a bit sexually exciting, a sexual turn-on. I could see where their eyes were straying as they struggled to maintain any eye contact. But I didn't mind. As I said, I kind of enjoyed it. I even felt my nipples had hardened. I hope anyone who noticed had thought it was the cool breeze off the ocean.
When Mum took Dad back to the hotel I stayed topless with those boys watching. I decided I needed some suntan lotion. When I started doing my breasts I thought their eyes were going to pop out of their head. Or maybe was it their cocks pop out of their pants. But it really felt good doing it while I knew they were watching.
Perhaps, I overdid a bit as Joseph said, "That's enough Kathy. Go easy on those boys."
The boys heard him too and got a bit embarrassed since they had been caught perving or was it oggling them? I felt sorry for them so suggested we organise a game of ball for the younger kids. I put on my bikini top and joined them.
That was where we were when Dad and Mum came back.
When I sat down I removed my top again but this time the boys moved further away. Maybe it was more admire me from a distance.
I thought about this for a few minutes and then suddenly decided I wanted to do the same. By now my breasts had filled out a lot more taking on the normal shape of a breast although still rather smaller. I took my top off baring my little tits to the world. It was bold, doing that for the first time, something I had ever done that and the first time anyone other than Roxanne had ever seen them, but in a way, I was a bit proud of my newly developing chest. I was happy to be showing them off.
It was OK when I was just with Mum and Aunty Lizamoa but later I heard the rest of them returning. I knew Jagesh and my brother Michael were coming back too. I looked up when I heard them coming along the beach. Yes, I could have covered up at that point, maybe I should have too, considering what happened, but I didn’t. I just lay back, my breasts still bare.
I know it didn’t take long for Jagesh and my brother to notice me which I rather liked. In fact, I think I would have been disappointed if they hadn’t noticed. I caught them looking at my breasts whenever they had a chance and I discovered I didn’t mind them looking. They even sat nearby talking to me and I knew why they were being extra attentive too.
It was a surprise, I actually realised that having those boys looking at my bare breasts was a bit sexually exciting, a sexual turn-on. I could see where their eyes were straying as they struggled to maintain any eye contact. But I didn't mind. As I said, I kind of enjoyed it. I even felt my nipples had hardened. I hope anyone who noticed had thought it was the cool breeze off the ocean.
When Mum took Dad back to the hotel I stayed topless with those boys watching. I decided I needed some suntan lotion. When I started doing my breasts I thought their eyes were going to pop out of their head. Or maybe was it their cocks pop out of their pants. But it really felt good doing it while I knew they were watching.
Perhaps, I overdid a bit as Joseph said, "That's enough Kathy. Go easy on those boys."
The boys heard him too and got a bit embarrassed since they had been caught perving or was it oggling them? I felt sorry for them so suggested we organise a game of ball for the younger kids. I put on my bikini top and joined them.
That was where we were when Dad and Mum came back.
When I sat down I removed my top again but this time the boys moved further away. Maybe it was more admire me from a distance.
Not long after that, we decided to go swimming. Mum and Auntie Lizamoa were going to go topless so I decided to as well.
But Dad was not so happy. He went nuts at me and told me to put my top back on. I was upset with him because he embarrassed me in front of the two guys.
"Why?" I asked him. "It's OK for Mum and Aunty Lizamoa, so why not for me?"
"You are my daughter," he replied. "You are too young."
"That is so unfair."
"Kathy, people are looking at you."
"So what. It's only tits."
"That's what I mean. They are looking at your breasts."
"Let them look. I don't mind."
"Kathy, you shouldn't..."
"But they look at them too," I replied, point towards Mum and Aunty Lizamoa.
"Your Mum and Lizamoa are different. They are older."
I couldn't see what difference it made. I was angry at him as I put my top back on. I was probably more upset he had said that in front of Michael and Ragesh actually. If he had spoken to me alone, I might have been more willing to obey his request.
After our swim, he tried to make up and explain but I wouldn't listen and wouldn't reply. He gave up after that. I could see Mum was glaring at him too.
'Ha! Ha! Hope he got in trouble with her,' I thought.
He tried a few more times during the day and over dinner but I was still angry at him for the rest of the holiday and gave him a bit of a hard time too. I made sure he really knew I was pissed with him.
I feel bad about it now. I messed it up for everyone. Maybe, I was too hard on him. I think I hurt him. Mum tried to talk with me too, get me to make peace with him but I wasn't ready to listen.
Dad and I didn’t makeup again until we got back to New Zealand.
But Dad was not so happy. He went nuts at me and told me to put my top back on. I was upset with him because he embarrassed me in front of the two guys.
"Why?" I asked him. "It's OK for Mum and Aunty Lizamoa, so why not for me?"
"You are my daughter," he replied. "You are too young."
"That is so unfair."
"Kathy, people are looking at you."
"So what. It's only tits."
"That's what I mean. They are looking at your breasts."
"Let them look. I don't mind."
"Kathy, you shouldn't..."
"But they look at them too," I replied, point towards Mum and Aunty Lizamoa.
"Your Mum and Lizamoa are different. They are older."
I couldn't see what difference it made. I was angry at him as I put my top back on. I was probably more upset he had said that in front of Michael and Ragesh actually. If he had spoken to me alone, I might have been more willing to obey his request.
After our swim, he tried to make up and explain but I wouldn't listen and wouldn't reply. He gave up after that. I could see Mum was glaring at him too.
'Ha! Ha! Hope he got in trouble with her,' I thought.
He tried a few more times during the day and over dinner but I was still angry at him for the rest of the holiday and gave him a bit of a hard time too. I made sure he really knew I was pissed with him.
I feel bad about it now. I messed it up for everyone. Maybe, I was too hard on him. I think I hurt him. Mum tried to talk with me too, get me to make peace with him but I wasn't ready to listen.
Dad and I didn’t makeup again until we got back to New Zealand.
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At Fifteen – With My Brother Michael.
When I was fifteen, we had some visitors come from India. One family, Sarvesh and Amita with their two kids Stephen and Nisha stayed with us. My brother, Michael got bumped out of his bedroom and had to sleep on the floor in my room. The things a daughter has to suffer to make her parents happy.
I protested, "But Mum..."
Quickly she told me, "Be quiet and behave yourself. We all have to make sacrifices."
But what was she talking about? She didn’t have to put up with my brother on the floor in her room. He snores too!
Well, when the twins came over to visit, it got a bit sexy out beside the pool. The adults were up on the deck and seemed to be drinking a bit much. As the afternoon went on, they got louder and louder. There was some giggling and laughing going on too. Dad appeared and told us we weren't allowed to go upstairs. I noticed he clicked the lock on the door as he went back upstairs.
"What was that about?" Kirsten asked.
"I think some of that naughty stuff that Mum and Dad do sometimes," Carol said.
I was thinking much the same.
I protested, "But Mum..."
Quickly she told me, "Be quiet and behave yourself. We all have to make sacrifices."
But what was she talking about? She didn’t have to put up with my brother on the floor in her room. He snores too!
Well, when the twins came over to visit, it got a bit sexy out beside the pool. The adults were up on the deck and seemed to be drinking a bit much. As the afternoon went on, they got louder and louder. There was some giggling and laughing going on too. Dad appeared and told us we weren't allowed to go upstairs. I noticed he clicked the lock on the door as he went back upstairs.
"What was that about?" Kirsten asked.
"I think some of that naughty stuff that Mum and Dad do sometimes," Carol said.
I was thinking much the same.
Down with us, our talking had got a bit sexy too. The twins were teasing the three guys Stephen, Michael and Ragesh. It carried on a bit until it ended with the two girls, Kristen and Carol showing off their tits.
The boys turned on the rest of us girls, daring us to show our tits too. Sabeena and I did. Namrah and Nisha, being much younger than us had nothing really to show but they had shown too, two dark spots on an almost flat chest.
The boys were pushing the twins for more and I had the feeling they were about to do it too. Show off their pussies. Being the oldest I thought it might be time to stop, especially considering any of the adults upstairs might have looked over and caught us.
The boys turned on the rest of us girls, daring us to show our tits too. Sabeena and I did. Namrah and Nisha, being much younger than us had nothing really to show but they had shown too, two dark spots on an almost flat chest.
The boys were pushing the twins for more and I had the feeling they were about to do it too. Show off their pussies. Being the oldest I thought it might be time to stop, especially considering any of the adults upstairs might have looked over and caught us.
That night, I was feeling really horny thinking about the fact I had shown my tits and might have even considered showing them my pussy too. I really needed it. I really needed to get myself off. I reached under my nightie and pulled my panties down a bit. I knew I had to be careful since my brother Michael was on the floor beside the bed, but I thought he was asleep. Gently, I began working my pussy. Slowly working towards getting myself off.
Suddenly, I heard a noise and looked down to see my brother. His eyes were closed, he didn't know I was watching. I could see his hand was moving... It was under the sheet... But moving down there... Where his cock was. I realised he was wanking off too. That was so sexy, him doing that.
When he realised I was watching, he stopped, being a bit shocked at getting caught.
I asked to see him. To my surprise, he agreed. He pulled back the sheet to show me a very nice hard cock. I was impressed at my little brother, amazed at seeing him. He looked so big and hard. It was kind of choice; a bit exciting to watch how he did it. I found myself touching again too.
Suddenly, he looked up and caught me doing it too. He made me pull back the cover and show myself too.
At first, I hesitated. The idea of seeing each other naked was not that big a deal but him watching me. Us watching each other masturbating was scary but also totally hot. But I did it. I pulled off the sheet and got myself off while he watched and got himself off too.
Suddenly, I heard a noise and looked down to see my brother. His eyes were closed, he didn't know I was watching. I could see his hand was moving... It was under the sheet... But moving down there... Where his cock was. I realised he was wanking off too. That was so sexy, him doing that.
When he realised I was watching, he stopped, being a bit shocked at getting caught.
I asked to see him. To my surprise, he agreed. He pulled back the sheet to show me a very nice hard cock. I was impressed at my little brother, amazed at seeing him. He looked so big and hard. It was kind of choice; a bit exciting to watch how he did it. I found myself touching again too.
Suddenly, he looked up and caught me doing it too. He made me pull back the cover and show myself too.
At first, I hesitated. The idea of seeing each other naked was not that big a deal but him watching me. Us watching each other masturbating was scary but also totally hot. But I did it. I pulled off the sheet and got myself off while he watched and got himself off too.
We played again the second night.
The highlight of that night was watching him get an erection. When he showed himself he said he wasn't ready. He looked fairly small when he was his normal soft.
"What does it take to get you hard?" I asked.
"Something sexy," came his reply.
"What about a naked girl?"
"Yeah! That would."
That night I was ready for him. Already naked under the sheet. So I pulled back the sheet to display my entire body nude. I touched my breasts and then reached for my pussy, He asked me to open my legs and display myself. Even pull my pussy lips open when he asked me.
In return, he began to grow. First, his cock had moved by itself. It gave a jerk. Soon another jerk followed. This time his cock getting a tiny bit longer. With each jerk, he seemed to get bigger and bigger. It was really amazing to watch. I think watching a boy grow is better than just seeing him hard.
He told me that I had done it. I caused it by displaying my nude body in front of him. I was rather pleased with that. The idea that I could cause that to happen to a boy.
We both continued on to have orgasms again that night too.
The highlight of that night was watching him get an erection. When he showed himself he said he wasn't ready. He looked fairly small when he was his normal soft.
"What does it take to get you hard?" I asked.
"Something sexy," came his reply.
"What about a naked girl?"
"Yeah! That would."
That night I was ready for him. Already naked under the sheet. So I pulled back the sheet to display my entire body nude. I touched my breasts and then reached for my pussy, He asked me to open my legs and display myself. Even pull my pussy lips open when he asked me.
In return, he began to grow. First, his cock had moved by itself. It gave a jerk. Soon another jerk followed. This time his cock getting a tiny bit longer. With each jerk, he seemed to get bigger and bigger. It was really amazing to watch. I think watching a boy grow is better than just seeing him hard.
He told me that I had done it. I caused it by displaying my nude body in front of him. I was rather pleased with that. The idea that I could cause that to happen to a boy.
We both continued on to have orgasms again that night too.
The third night I invited him to sit on the bed in front of me naked. We were both naked, facing each other, enjoying looking at each other.
As I began working myself towards my orgasm, he was doing the some. It is much more exciting doing it with someone else. Much better than doing it alone.
The highlight of that third night was after we had both cum. He had shot with so much force that his cum juice had missed the towel and landed over me. I took some with my fingers and tried it. I kind of liked the taste. I even took some more and got him to try his cum too. He was surprised but did it. Finally, I wanted him to taste me. I like my own cum juice and its often part of my masturbation sessions but I thought it would be so sexy to see him trying it. I took some from my pussy on my fingers and gave it to him. Michael liked it, licking my fingers completely clean.
That was all we did, the last night we were together before Michael moved back to his own room downstairs.
As I began working myself towards my orgasm, he was doing the some. It is much more exciting doing it with someone else. Much better than doing it alone.
The highlight of that third night was after we had both cum. He had shot with so much force that his cum juice had missed the towel and landed over me. I took some with my fingers and tried it. I kind of liked the taste. I even took some more and got him to try his cum too. He was surprised but did it. Finally, I wanted him to taste me. I like my own cum juice and its often part of my masturbation sessions but I thought it would be so sexy to see him trying it. I took some from my pussy on my fingers and gave it to him. Michael liked it, licking my fingers completely clean.
That was all we did, the last night we were together before Michael moved back to his own room downstairs.
A couple of days later, Mum had taken me aside and asked, "Did anything happened between Michael and you?.
I strongly denied it but she persisted in asking.
Finally, I admitted, "Yes, we did see each other naked."
“Anything else?” she asked.
“No Mum,” I replied. “Why would there be?”
“I think there was more,” she accused me. “You keep away from your brother from now on. Do you hear? I don’t want you two playing. If he asks you, you are the older one. You say no!”
“Yes, Mum,” I replied.
“Have I made myself clear on this Kathy? No playing around with your brother.”
“I won’t, Mum.”
“Make sure you don't. And don’t tell him we had this chat. Young teen boys are sensitive. I’ll get your father to talk with him."
That's not fair! How come I get a kick in the arse and he just gets, "teen boys are sensitive?" Mum has always been closer to him like I am closer to Dad.
I strongly denied it but she persisted in asking.
Finally, I admitted, "Yes, we did see each other naked."
“Anything else?” she asked.
“No Mum,” I replied. “Why would there be?”
“I think there was more,” she accused me. “You keep away from your brother from now on. Do you hear? I don’t want you two playing. If he asks you, you are the older one. You say no!”
“Yes, Mum,” I replied.
“Have I made myself clear on this Kathy? No playing around with your brother.”
“I won’t, Mum.”
“Make sure you don't. And don’t tell him we had this chat. Young teen boys are sensitive. I’ll get your father to talk with him."
That's not fair! How come I get a kick in the arse and he just gets, "teen boys are sensitive?" Mum has always been closer to him like I am closer to Dad.
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At Seventeen – I have a Boyfriend, Jeff.
When I was seventeen, a boy I knew in a class above me asked me to go to their beach house with his family for a few days. Mum was happy with it but Dad was not so keen. I suppose that was after the way things went in Fiji I think but he let Mum decide. Probably the subject was too hot for him to touch.
One day Jeff and I decided to go for a walk around the rocks at the end of the beach. We soon came to another little beach completely closed in by high cliffs. The only way you could get there was the way we had come, around the rocks when the tide was low.
We walked to the very far end of the beach and sat down. After talking for a few minutes Jeff asked if I wanted to go for a swim. When I agreed he quickly had his shirt off ready to go. I began undoing my blouse. On the first day, I had gone swimming in my one-piece swimsuit. That day I was wearing my bikini. I knew he was watching me. I wanted him to look too. I had worn my bikini knowing he would look. I opened my blouse to slip it off my shoulders revealing my bikini top underneath. Then standing up I unzipped my shorts pulling them down to reveal the rest of my bikini.
I knew he was looking at me. I also knew he was watching me in the water too. But then, like I have said already, I wanted him to watch me too.
One day Jeff and I decided to go for a walk around the rocks at the end of the beach. We soon came to another little beach completely closed in by high cliffs. The only way you could get there was the way we had come, around the rocks when the tide was low.
We walked to the very far end of the beach and sat down. After talking for a few minutes Jeff asked if I wanted to go for a swim. When I agreed he quickly had his shirt off ready to go. I began undoing my blouse. On the first day, I had gone swimming in my one-piece swimsuit. That day I was wearing my bikini. I knew he was watching me. I wanted him to look too. I had worn my bikini knowing he would look. I opened my blouse to slip it off my shoulders revealing my bikini top underneath. Then standing up I unzipped my shorts pulling them down to reveal the rest of my bikini.
I knew he was looking at me. I also knew he was watching me in the water too. But then, like I have said already, I wanted him to watch me too.
Later, after our swim, we were sitting on a log under a shady tree. I still just wore my bikini. Suddenly he said something a bit surprising, “Have you ever gone skinny-dipping?” he asked.
“No not since I was a child,” I replied. I didn’t want to tell him too much about my families private life where we skinny-dipped in our pool. But then I added something that maybe I shouldn’t have. “Once I went topless in Fiji.”
“Oh!” he said. “Why don’t you go topless now?”
I wanted to. But I remembered my promise to Mum that I wouldn’t go nude or topless outside our family. Then I don’t know what made me say it but I said, “Yes OK.”
“Do you want to go topless or skinny-dip?” he asked.
Now that was taking things a bit far, going skinny-dipping. But then suddenly I found myself saying yes to that too.
He got up and soon was slipping his swimming shorts off. I was taking my top off when he looked around at me. I was standing there topless with him watching, waiting for me to take my bottoms off. I suddenly felt very self-conscious.
“Don’t look,” I said.
He turned away and began walking slowly down the beach. Quickly I slipped my bikini bottom off and ran after him, passing him just as he got to the water. I ran straight into the water, plunging in to hide my nakedness. Once I was in the water, I began to get used to being like that in front of him and even standing up out of the water.
Of course, I knew Jeff was looking at me but then I had a good look at him too.
Later when we got out of the water, we walked up the beach together both still totally naked. I stood facing him as I took a towel and dried myself off. Again, I could see him looking at my body. But then I could have turned my back and quickly got back into my bikini, but I didn’t. I stood facing him drying myself off while he did the same. I must confess to looking at his cock too. When he sat down on his towel, still naked, I decided to do the same. We sat and talked for a while, and then we went for another swim.
After our second nude swim, we then sat together on a towel and he put his arm around me a kissed me. As I kissed him back, I felt my breast pressed against him. During our second kiss, his hand came up and touched my other breast. I could feel his fingers on my nipple. At first, my reaction was to get him to stop. But it felt good too. I wanted him to touch me. I know what it had felt like when my brother had touched me so wanted Jeff to touch my breast too.
That was about as far as we went that day. I think for me it was a big step to go swimming nude with a boy. I think it was a big step to do what I did with him, kissing him and letting him touch my breast.
Of course, there had been one other guy who had seen both Roxanne and me topless and actually touched our breasts but with Steven, it had been different. I will get to him in another story later. There wasn’t the sexual tension there as there was when I was with Jeff.
“No not since I was a child,” I replied. I didn’t want to tell him too much about my families private life where we skinny-dipped in our pool. But then I added something that maybe I shouldn’t have. “Once I went topless in Fiji.”
“Oh!” he said. “Why don’t you go topless now?”
I wanted to. But I remembered my promise to Mum that I wouldn’t go nude or topless outside our family. Then I don’t know what made me say it but I said, “Yes OK.”
“Do you want to go topless or skinny-dip?” he asked.
Now that was taking things a bit far, going skinny-dipping. But then suddenly I found myself saying yes to that too.
He got up and soon was slipping his swimming shorts off. I was taking my top off when he looked around at me. I was standing there topless with him watching, waiting for me to take my bottoms off. I suddenly felt very self-conscious.
“Don’t look,” I said.
He turned away and began walking slowly down the beach. Quickly I slipped my bikini bottom off and ran after him, passing him just as he got to the water. I ran straight into the water, plunging in to hide my nakedness. Once I was in the water, I began to get used to being like that in front of him and even standing up out of the water.
Of course, I knew Jeff was looking at me but then I had a good look at him too.
Later when we got out of the water, we walked up the beach together both still totally naked. I stood facing him as I took a towel and dried myself off. Again, I could see him looking at my body. But then I could have turned my back and quickly got back into my bikini, but I didn’t. I stood facing him drying myself off while he did the same. I must confess to looking at his cock too. When he sat down on his towel, still naked, I decided to do the same. We sat and talked for a while, and then we went for another swim.
After our second nude swim, we then sat together on a towel and he put his arm around me a kissed me. As I kissed him back, I felt my breast pressed against him. During our second kiss, his hand came up and touched my other breast. I could feel his fingers on my nipple. At first, my reaction was to get him to stop. But it felt good too. I wanted him to touch me. I know what it had felt like when my brother had touched me so wanted Jeff to touch my breast too.
That was about as far as we went that day. I think for me it was a big step to go swimming nude with a boy. I think it was a big step to do what I did with him, kissing him and letting him touch my breast.
Of course, there had been one other guy who had seen both Roxanne and me topless and actually touched our breasts but with Steven, it had been different. I will get to him in another story later. There wasn’t the sexual tension there as there was when I was with Jeff.
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At Eighteen – Going the Whole Way With Jeff.
I finally went the whole way when I was eighteen.
Again, it was with Jeff. We had been going out for a long time and I was feeling very comfortable with him. When we finally did it, we were again at their beach house. Once again, we had gone to that little bay and stayed there while the tide came in and then went out again. And yes, we had been skinny-dipping together.
After our swim, we were sitting together and a kiss turned into a feeling session. I felt him touching my breast which didn’t bother me now. I felt my nipples harden under his fingers. It felt good. But then I wanted more.
Breaking away from my kiss I was sitting next to him. I noticed that now he was hard. It was a bit of a surprise seeing him like that but then, when you think about it afterwards, I really shouldn’t have been surprised. My brother had reacted the same way when he had seen me naked. He saw me looking at him. He saw me looking at his erection.
Suddenly he said, “You can touch it if you want.”
I had felt him before when he pressed against my body when we kissed and held each other. I had even felt him against me when he was hard. But that was a lot different from what I was just about to do.
I actually reached out and touched him. I actually touched this man’s penis when he was erect. I had heard Roxanne telling me about how she did it with her boyfriend but now I was experiencing it for myself. He felt so hard and so warm. I must admit I was a bit surprised at how big he actually was. He looked bigger than my brother. I had seen Jeff’s penis before but it had always been soft and quite small compared to how it was now. I was interested in seeing what he looked like with an erection.
His hand came down to mine. At first, I thought he was going to take my hand away but then his hand wrapped around mine.
“This is how you do it,” he said. “Grip me like this and slowly move your hand up and down my shaft.”
At first, I didn’t realise it but I had actually begun wanking him. I remembered that was how Michael had done it too.
Then he put his hand on my leg. “Can I touch you?” he asked.
I stopped what I was doing. This was suddenly taking things a lot further. I wanted to be touched there. I could feel with what I had been doing to him that I was wet down there. But I also knew that this new touching was taking us to a new level in our relationship. Finally, I made my decision.
I didn’t say anything. I just allowed my thighs to drift open wider and I felt his hand slip down between them. Perhaps that was a bit of a copout on my part because I didn't actually say, "Yes." But I didn't say, "No," either. Then he touched me there. I could feel his fingers touch my wet cunt and then they ran down the length of it. It felt strange at first having someone else touching me there but then suddenly it felt good.
While he was touching me there and, on my breasts, I continued working on his cock. Then before I knew what was happening, he took his hand away from me. His eyes closed and he let out a little moan. I felt him jerk in my hand and then I felt the first drop of cum run down onto my fingers. I looked down just in time to see the first burst explode from his cock head. It shot up into the air and I just got my face out of the way in time. It landed on my leg. The next shot hit my stomach just below my breast. Then the third shot actually hit me on my breast. Thinking about it now, I think he did that on purpose.
I was in a mess afterwards but I must admit I was rather pleased with myself. I had managed to make a man cum just by using my hand like that. I thought it was all rather wicked.
Again, it was with Jeff. We had been going out for a long time and I was feeling very comfortable with him. When we finally did it, we were again at their beach house. Once again, we had gone to that little bay and stayed there while the tide came in and then went out again. And yes, we had been skinny-dipping together.
After our swim, we were sitting together and a kiss turned into a feeling session. I felt him touching my breast which didn’t bother me now. I felt my nipples harden under his fingers. It felt good. But then I wanted more.
Breaking away from my kiss I was sitting next to him. I noticed that now he was hard. It was a bit of a surprise seeing him like that but then, when you think about it afterwards, I really shouldn’t have been surprised. My brother had reacted the same way when he had seen me naked. He saw me looking at him. He saw me looking at his erection.
Suddenly he said, “You can touch it if you want.”
I had felt him before when he pressed against my body when we kissed and held each other. I had even felt him against me when he was hard. But that was a lot different from what I was just about to do.
I actually reached out and touched him. I actually touched this man’s penis when he was erect. I had heard Roxanne telling me about how she did it with her boyfriend but now I was experiencing it for myself. He felt so hard and so warm. I must admit I was a bit surprised at how big he actually was. He looked bigger than my brother. I had seen Jeff’s penis before but it had always been soft and quite small compared to how it was now. I was interested in seeing what he looked like with an erection.
His hand came down to mine. At first, I thought he was going to take my hand away but then his hand wrapped around mine.
“This is how you do it,” he said. “Grip me like this and slowly move your hand up and down my shaft.”
At first, I didn’t realise it but I had actually begun wanking him. I remembered that was how Michael had done it too.
Then he put his hand on my leg. “Can I touch you?” he asked.
I stopped what I was doing. This was suddenly taking things a lot further. I wanted to be touched there. I could feel with what I had been doing to him that I was wet down there. But I also knew that this new touching was taking us to a new level in our relationship. Finally, I made my decision.
I didn’t say anything. I just allowed my thighs to drift open wider and I felt his hand slip down between them. Perhaps that was a bit of a copout on my part because I didn't actually say, "Yes." But I didn't say, "No," either. Then he touched me there. I could feel his fingers touch my wet cunt and then they ran down the length of it. It felt strange at first having someone else touching me there but then suddenly it felt good.
While he was touching me there and, on my breasts, I continued working on his cock. Then before I knew what was happening, he took his hand away from me. His eyes closed and he let out a little moan. I felt him jerk in my hand and then I felt the first drop of cum run down onto my fingers. I looked down just in time to see the first burst explode from his cock head. It shot up into the air and I just got my face out of the way in time. It landed on my leg. The next shot hit my stomach just below my breast. Then the third shot actually hit me on my breast. Thinking about it now, I think he did that on purpose.
I was in a mess afterwards but I must admit I was rather pleased with myself. I had managed to make a man cum just by using my hand like that. I thought it was all rather wicked.
That night when everyone had gone to bed, Jeff came into the room I was sleeping in. It was a hot night and so I hadn’t bothered wearing anything in bed. He was just in shorts and he slipped them off and got in beside me.
I knew I should have told him to go but I didn’t. Soon we were kissing and petting each other and soon this led to even more. He wanted to try it with me. I knew we shouldn't so at first, I said no.
"Come on, Kathy," he persisted. "You've got me so horny!"
Thinking about it now, that really wasn't my fault he was horny. It was him who came into my room. But of course, in the heat of the moment, I didn't see it like that. My own hormones and desires were kicking in too.
We finally were having sex together. I'm not going to say much about it. My first time was not too good since it hurt a lot and so I couldn’t really enjoy it.
I knew I should have told him to go but I didn’t. Soon we were kissing and petting each other and soon this led to even more. He wanted to try it with me. I knew we shouldn't so at first, I said no.
"Come on, Kathy," he persisted. "You've got me so horny!"
Thinking about it now, that really wasn't my fault he was horny. It was him who came into my room. But of course, in the heat of the moment, I didn't see it like that. My own hormones and desires were kicking in too.
We finally were having sex together. I'm not going to say much about it. My first time was not too good since it hurt a lot and so I couldn’t really enjoy it.
The next morning, I was worried about what we had done. It was not about sex. It was about him cumming inside me. I knew enough about sex to know that we shouldn’t have done it without protection. That afternoon when I got home, I told Mum what I had done.
I thought she would be upset with me. Maybe even angry and I would get into trouble with Dad. But to my surprise, she just took it calmly. When she heard that I had done it without protection she asked when my last period was. The timing was a bit wrong so she said I needed to get to the doctor. A quick comment to Dad that I wasn’t feeling too well and we were on our way to the late-night doctor.
The doctor gave me a pill which really made me feel sick for a couple of days. So there was no acting needed in front of Dad. I really was feeling sick. He seemed to take it ok as if he knew what was happening, so either he figured it out or Mum told him.
But then after that, I was fine. Mum also made sure I went on the pill too so next time I would be safe.
I thought she would be upset with me. Maybe even angry and I would get into trouble with Dad. But to my surprise, she just took it calmly. When she heard that I had done it without protection she asked when my last period was. The timing was a bit wrong so she said I needed to get to the doctor. A quick comment to Dad that I wasn’t feeling too well and we were on our way to the late-night doctor.
The doctor gave me a pill which really made me feel sick for a couple of days. So there was no acting needed in front of Dad. I really was feeling sick. He seemed to take it ok as if he knew what was happening, so either he figured it out or Mum told him.
But then after that, I was fine. Mum also made sure I went on the pill too so next time I would be safe.
The second time with Jeff was better. It didn’t hurt that time and I can remember feeling him inside me. His hard penis was inside me. His hard penis filling me, filling my tight little pussy hole. It felt so nice; in fact, it felt rather great.
But it wasn’t until the third time I did it that I actually achieved an orgasm. The way it suddenly hit me, the way it exploded through my body with pleasure was mind-blowing for me. The was amazing!
For the next few dates with Jeff, we were like a pair of horny rabbits until we settled down with this new level of our relationship.
But it wasn’t until the third time I did it that I actually achieved an orgasm. The way it suddenly hit me, the way it exploded through my body with pleasure was mind-blowing for me. The was amazing!
For the next few dates with Jeff, we were like a pair of horny rabbits until we settled down with this new level of our relationship.
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At Nineteen - Ragesh and Me, Sex Lessons.
(Note from editor - there are two grandmothers mentioned here. For clarity, we have gone to their first names. Mary is Shanti's mother and Kathy's grandmother. Greeshma is Joseph's mother and Ragesh's grandmother.)
Not long after my first time with Jeff, I was back with my family. We had to stay at Aunty Liz's house. Their grandmother (Gran Greeshma) and my grandmother (Gran Mary), were looking after us. Something was going on down at our house. I think some kind of party. From what I know now, it was probably a sexy party since they wanted to get rid of us kids.
We all watched a movie on TV and then Gran Mary and Gran Greeshma announced they were going off to bed. That night they were both sleeping in my parent's bedroom. The boys would be sleeping downstairs in Michaels bedroom while the girls were upstairs in our guest bedroom. This time it worked out that I had my bedroom to myself. Perhaps it was because my room was closest to the master bedroom where the Grans were.
"Don't stay up too late," Gran Greeshma told us. "Kathy and Ragesh, make sure the younger kids get off to bed."
Some of the younger kids went off soon after but the four of us older ones stayed up to watch a video. It was a kid's movie and soon I was getting bored so said I was going out on the deck. To my surprise Ragesh came with me, leaving Michael and Sabeena watching the movie. I didn't find out until later that more than just watching the video was going on between those two. And don't just blame Michael, Sabeena was a very willing player too.
We all watched a movie on TV and then Gran Mary and Gran Greeshma announced they were going off to bed. That night they were both sleeping in my parent's bedroom. The boys would be sleeping downstairs in Michaels bedroom while the girls were upstairs in our guest bedroom. This time it worked out that I had my bedroom to myself. Perhaps it was because my room was closest to the master bedroom where the Grans were.
"Don't stay up too late," Gran Greeshma told us. "Kathy and Ragesh, make sure the younger kids get off to bed."
Some of the younger kids went off soon after but the four of us older ones stayed up to watch a video. It was a kid's movie and soon I was getting bored so said I was going out on the deck. To my surprise Ragesh came with me, leaving Michael and Sabeena watching the movie. I didn't find out until later that more than just watching the video was going on between those two. And don't just blame Michael, Sabeena was a very willing player too.
I was sitting in the dark, looking out over the harbour as I often liked doing. I heard someone come up and take the seat beside me but I didn't look. I knew it must be Ragesh.
"You ok, Kathy," he asked me.
"Sure, I'm fine. Just got bored with that movie."
"Same here," he replied.
We sat looking out over the darkness of the harbour and suddenly a bright orange glow appeared on the other side of the harbour. It started bright and over the next minute or so slowly faded away.
"What was that?" he asked.
"I think pouring molten steel at Glenbrook," I explained. "Over at the Glenbrook Steel Mill. It happens quite often."
"Never seen that before."
We sat for a few minutes, neither of us saying anything.
"Can I ask you something personal?" Ragesh asked me.
Ragesh and I have grown up together, almost the same age and quite good friends. "Sure," I said.
"Do you and Jeff do it? You know, have sex together?"
I was surprised at the question but since Ragesh was a good friend, I was willing to answer him honestly.
"Yes, we do," I answered.
"How is it?"
"Sex with someone is great. Better than doing it yourself."
"Rosemary and I want to do it. But I am a bit unsure of what to do."
Him being unsure. Not like him. Ragesh always comes across as confident. More confident than me, I thought. I wanted to help him if I could.
We talked for a while, I told him as much as I knew about things but he still didn't seem too sure. It was then that I had an idea. Bright idea or stupid idea, I'll let you be the judge.
"If you want to come into my bedroom when the kids get to sleep, we can do it if you want."
"You mean, you will let me fuck you, Kathy?"
"Sure, why not? We've always been good friends."
I think he was surprised that I was offering him that. But I actually didn't think too much about it other than that it would be a great way to give him the confidence to try it with his girlfriend. The fact that I was offering him my body in such an intimate way really didn't occur to me other than that he was a close friend and I would be able to help him.
I did realise that in some way we would be cheating on our boyfriend and girlfriend but I just thought that was justified by the end result so I added, "Don't tell Jeff, of course. I won't tell Rosemary."
"Ok then," he agreed.
He obviously didn't think too much about it either.
"It is not a relationship. Just a one-off to show you, ok?" I told him.
"Of course."
"You ok, Kathy," he asked me.
"Sure, I'm fine. Just got bored with that movie."
"Same here," he replied.
We sat looking out over the darkness of the harbour and suddenly a bright orange glow appeared on the other side of the harbour. It started bright and over the next minute or so slowly faded away.
"What was that?" he asked.
"I think pouring molten steel at Glenbrook," I explained. "Over at the Glenbrook Steel Mill. It happens quite often."
"Never seen that before."
We sat for a few minutes, neither of us saying anything.
"Can I ask you something personal?" Ragesh asked me.
Ragesh and I have grown up together, almost the same age and quite good friends. "Sure," I said.
"Do you and Jeff do it? You know, have sex together?"
I was surprised at the question but since Ragesh was a good friend, I was willing to answer him honestly.
"Yes, we do," I answered.
"How is it?"
"Sex with someone is great. Better than doing it yourself."
"Rosemary and I want to do it. But I am a bit unsure of what to do."
Him being unsure. Not like him. Ragesh always comes across as confident. More confident than me, I thought. I wanted to help him if I could.
We talked for a while, I told him as much as I knew about things but he still didn't seem too sure. It was then that I had an idea. Bright idea or stupid idea, I'll let you be the judge.
"If you want to come into my bedroom when the kids get to sleep, we can do it if you want."
"You mean, you will let me fuck you, Kathy?"
"Sure, why not? We've always been good friends."
I think he was surprised that I was offering him that. But I actually didn't think too much about it other than that it would be a great way to give him the confidence to try it with his girlfriend. The fact that I was offering him my body in such an intimate way really didn't occur to me other than that he was a close friend and I would be able to help him.
I did realise that in some way we would be cheating on our boyfriend and girlfriend but I just thought that was justified by the end result so I added, "Don't tell Jeff, of course. I won't tell Rosemary."
"Ok then," he agreed.
He obviously didn't think too much about it either.
"It is not a relationship. Just a one-off to show you, ok?" I told him.
"Of course."
When we went back inside, we noticed a rush to get clothing replaced.
"What have you two been doing?" I asked them.
"Just watching videos," Michael replied.
"Sure," I said. "It looked like that. Just don't get caught. Ok?"
We were just playing a bit," Sabeena admitted.
"Just don't let it go too far," I warned them.
Talk about being a hypocrite. Here was I telling them not to do what Ragesh and I were just about to do.
"What have you two been doing?" I asked them.
"Just watching videos," Michael replied.
"Sure," I said. "It looked like that. Just don't get caught. Ok?"
We were just playing a bit," Sabeena admitted.
"Just don't let it go too far," I warned them.
Talk about being a hypocrite. Here was I telling them not to do what Ragesh and I were just about to do.
I was laying in bed, naked, waiting for him. I heard the door open and someone was in the room with me. In the dark, I could just make out him undressing and then Ragesh was in bed with me.
First, I let him touch me all over and explore my body. I took the time to show him a few things about touching a woman but he seemed to know most of that.
This turned into him sucking my breasts and nipples. He was good at that and showed me some things I thought about showing Jeff. Ragesh said he and Rosemary had done oral and the way he ate my pussy proved that. He got me off with a great orgasm. Again, he was better than my boyfriend, Jeff had done.
We moved on to me touching him. I discovered that his cock was bigger than Jeff. A nice one too. I enjoyed holding and playing with him. Then I gave him a good blowjob too. I allowed him to cum in my mouth and managed to swallow everything he gave me.
He thought me doing that was amazing. It seems Rosemary always made him pull out before he cum in her mouth. Poor girl doesn't know what she is missing.
He seemed to recover quickly and I decided it was time to go to full sex. I pulled the blankets right off so they wouldn't get in the way. Then I let him take me with him on top.
I felt his body come down on top of mine. Reaching down, I took his cock and guided him towards my pussy. I lined him up so the tip of his cock was pressing between my lips. I was so wet, so excited by this that he slipped in with ease. I showed him how to take it a bit slower and get his whole cock wet first before he began to fuck.
"Am I in, the whole way?" he gasped in surprise.
"Yes," I replied. "You're in deep."
"I'm not hurting you?"
I was pleased he asked that. Having consideration for a woman like that. I was pleased to answer, "No you are fine. It feels great."
And it did too. I have grown to love that feeling with my pussy is full of hard cock. And he sure had a lot to give me too.
I allowed him to fuck me for a minute or so. Just so he could get used to doing it in the most common way. Then we played around a bit as I let him try doggy and cowgirl before we returned to missionary to finish.
With all we had been doing, I was so ready for him by then. I think he might have been too because it didn't go on that long. We both ended with great orgasms.
He lay with me in his strong arms. I felt a special comfort being with him. I even thought about what would it be like if he became my boyfriend. But then I remembered, he was here to learn from me so I quietly told him about the importance of foreplay and making it good for your partner first.
We did it again, this time with me riding him cowgirl style. Again it was good for both of us. I could almost say better than with Jeff.
I made sure of showing him one of the most important features of doing it that way. How the man could reach up and play with the woman's tits. I saw the smile on his face as he realised we were both getting enjoyment from that.
I must confess to allowing myself to get a bit carried away and ended up cumming twice before he was filling me again.
We lay beside each other for a little while we recovered. He was then supposed to go back to his own bed but he didn't, we accidentally fell asleep together instead.
First, I let him touch me all over and explore my body. I took the time to show him a few things about touching a woman but he seemed to know most of that.
This turned into him sucking my breasts and nipples. He was good at that and showed me some things I thought about showing Jeff. Ragesh said he and Rosemary had done oral and the way he ate my pussy proved that. He got me off with a great orgasm. Again, he was better than my boyfriend, Jeff had done.
We moved on to me touching him. I discovered that his cock was bigger than Jeff. A nice one too. I enjoyed holding and playing with him. Then I gave him a good blowjob too. I allowed him to cum in my mouth and managed to swallow everything he gave me.
He thought me doing that was amazing. It seems Rosemary always made him pull out before he cum in her mouth. Poor girl doesn't know what she is missing.
He seemed to recover quickly and I decided it was time to go to full sex. I pulled the blankets right off so they wouldn't get in the way. Then I let him take me with him on top.
I felt his body come down on top of mine. Reaching down, I took his cock and guided him towards my pussy. I lined him up so the tip of his cock was pressing between my lips. I was so wet, so excited by this that he slipped in with ease. I showed him how to take it a bit slower and get his whole cock wet first before he began to fuck.
"Am I in, the whole way?" he gasped in surprise.
"Yes," I replied. "You're in deep."
"I'm not hurting you?"
I was pleased he asked that. Having consideration for a woman like that. I was pleased to answer, "No you are fine. It feels great."
And it did too. I have grown to love that feeling with my pussy is full of hard cock. And he sure had a lot to give me too.
I allowed him to fuck me for a minute or so. Just so he could get used to doing it in the most common way. Then we played around a bit as I let him try doggy and cowgirl before we returned to missionary to finish.
With all we had been doing, I was so ready for him by then. I think he might have been too because it didn't go on that long. We both ended with great orgasms.
He lay with me in his strong arms. I felt a special comfort being with him. I even thought about what would it be like if he became my boyfriend. But then I remembered, he was here to learn from me so I quietly told him about the importance of foreplay and making it good for your partner first.
We did it again, this time with me riding him cowgirl style. Again it was good for both of us. I could almost say better than with Jeff.
I made sure of showing him one of the most important features of doing it that way. How the man could reach up and play with the woman's tits. I saw the smile on his face as he realised we were both getting enjoyment from that.
I must confess to allowing myself to get a bit carried away and ended up cumming twice before he was filling me again.
We lay beside each other for a little while we recovered. He was then supposed to go back to his own bed but he didn't, we accidentally fell asleep together instead.
The next morning I awoke and was shocked to find we were still in bed together. I was a bit surprised but then I thought that since it was still early enough, we could do it again. This time Ragesh was much more confident and the sex went well. Perhaps too well as I think we made some noise as we orgasmed.
I was shocked when Gran Mary knocked on the door. "Are you Ok Kathy? I heard a noise in here."
"It is ok," I tried to say "I'm ok..."
Too late! The door burst open and she walked it.
"Regesh! What are you doing...? she cried as she saw us both in bed.
"But Gran..."
"Ragesh, get out of that bed now!"
"I can't," Regesh began to say. "I am..."
"Get out, I told you. Get out of Kathy"s room."
With that, she gave a huge pull of the bed covers. Pulling them right off us. It left us both trying to hide our privates with our hands.
"My God! You are naked. You both are," Gran Mary said.
"Have you two been..." Gran Greeshma asked. "Did you two have sex?"
We were both naked in bed. It was pretty obvious. No use denying it now. We'd been caught.
I was shocked when Gran Mary knocked on the door. "Are you Ok Kathy? I heard a noise in here."
"It is ok," I tried to say "I'm ok..."
Too late! The door burst open and she walked it.
"Regesh! What are you doing...? she cried as she saw us both in bed.
"But Gran..."
"Ragesh, get out of that bed now!"
"I can't," Regesh began to say. "I am..."
"Get out, I told you. Get out of Kathy"s room."
With that, she gave a huge pull of the bed covers. Pulling them right off us. It left us both trying to hide our privates with our hands.
"My God! You are naked. You both are," Gran Mary said.
"Have you two been..." Gran Greeshma asked. "Did you two have sex?"
We were both naked in bed. It was pretty obvious. No use denying it now. We'd been caught.
I didn't want our parents to find out what Ragesh and I had done. In my desperation, I did something which was really wrong.
"If you tell our parents, I'm going to tell them about you two," I told the two older woman.
"What about us?" Gran Mary asked.
"The noises coming from your room."
"What noises?" Gran Greeshma asked.
"Moaning and sex noises coming from your bedroom," I laughed.
Gran Mary was looking a bit shocked but Gran Greeshma didn't seem too worried. "Trying to blackmail us, Kathy?" she laughed. "Well we would rather you didn't tell your parents, but it is less important if you do."
"You two are not in trouble," Gran Mary said. "That is not the issue here. You are old enough to decide for yourself and your parents will not dispute that."
"The reason we must tell your parents is that they will have something important that they need to tell you both," Gran Greeshma added. "So go ahead and tell them about us but just remember you might regret it when they realise what you are trying to pull."
"If you tell our parents, I'm going to tell them about you two," I told the two older woman.
"What about us?" Gran Mary asked.
"The noises coming from your room."
"What noises?" Gran Greeshma asked.
"Moaning and sex noises coming from your bedroom," I laughed.
Gran Mary was looking a bit shocked but Gran Greeshma didn't seem too worried. "Trying to blackmail us, Kathy?" she laughed. "Well we would rather you didn't tell your parents, but it is less important if you do."
"You two are not in trouble," Gran Mary said. "That is not the issue here. You are old enough to decide for yourself and your parents will not dispute that."
"The reason we must tell your parents is that they will have something important that they need to tell you both," Gran Greeshma added. "So go ahead and tell them about us but just remember you might regret it when they realise what you are trying to pull."
Later, we were sitting outside, discussing what the ladies had said. Michael and Sabreena were with us too. We had explained to them what Ragesh and I had done and what the two older ladies had said.
"Don't get caught you told us." Sabeena laughed. "Look whose talking."
"I know that," I told her. I knew she was rubbing it in my face a bit. Then I continued, "But that is not what we are telling you for. It's about what they said about our parents had something to tell us."
"What did they mean?" Ragesh asked.
"I don't know," I said. "They said we weren't in trouble. How could that be if they are going to tell Mum and Dad?"
"Dad's going to be pissed," Ragesh said.
"I know. Mum's going to blow a fuse too," I replied.
"I think I might know what the problem is," Sabreena said.
Ragesh and I turned to look at her. What does she know about all this? We knew what the problem was. Ragesh and I had been caught and now our parents were going to find out. But I like Sabeena so I decided to hear her out.
"Ragesh, you are much lighter in colour than me," she began. "More like the colour of Michael and Kathy, born of mixed parents. What if Dad was not your real father. What if a very close white man friend of our mother was your Dad?"
"But some Indian's born of Indian parents can be lighter," Regesh said.
"I know that," agreed Sabreena, "But that is not so common."
Both Ragesh and I were struggling with this idea, so we both didn't reply, just allowing Sabreena to continue.
"We know our parents are very close. We know they have swapped too. Swapped for sex, I mean. I think they still do it too. It's in those storybooks in their bedroom."
"How did you know about that?" I asked her.
"Ragesh showed me and we've been reading them," Sabreena explained.
"Mum took away the key when she caught us but I already had another one cut, so we could continue to get in."
"Don't get caught you told us." Sabeena laughed. "Look whose talking."
"I know that," I told her. I knew she was rubbing it in my face a bit. Then I continued, "But that is not what we are telling you for. It's about what they said about our parents had something to tell us."
"What did they mean?" Ragesh asked.
"I don't know," I said. "They said we weren't in trouble. How could that be if they are going to tell Mum and Dad?"
"Dad's going to be pissed," Ragesh said.
"I know. Mum's going to blow a fuse too," I replied.
"I think I might know what the problem is," Sabreena said.
Ragesh and I turned to look at her. What does she know about all this? We knew what the problem was. Ragesh and I had been caught and now our parents were going to find out. But I like Sabeena so I decided to hear her out.
"Ragesh, you are much lighter in colour than me," she began. "More like the colour of Michael and Kathy, born of mixed parents. What if Dad was not your real father. What if a very close white man friend of our mother was your Dad?"
"But some Indian's born of Indian parents can be lighter," Regesh said.
"I know that," agreed Sabreena, "But that is not so common."
Both Ragesh and I were struggling with this idea, so we both didn't reply, just allowing Sabreena to continue.
"We know our parents are very close. We know they have swapped too. Swapped for sex, I mean. I think they still do it too. It's in those storybooks in their bedroom."
"How did you know about that?" I asked her.
"Ragesh showed me and we've been reading them," Sabreena explained.
"Mum took away the key when she caught us but I already had another one cut, so we could continue to get in."
That was where things were left until Mum and Dad arrived to collect us. They talked to the two Grans and I could see how Mum's face was changing.
"This is it," I thought. "Here comes trouble."
Then she was on the way over to us, followed by Dad and Ragesh's parents. She told the other kids to go outside and then she turned on Ragesh and me. Boy did the shit hit the fan. She really went off at us both. While Greeshma had said we weren't in trouble, Mum didn't see it like that.
After a while, she cooled off a bit, blown off steam is the way Dad puts it.
Dad stepped in to take over. "Now we've got that out of the way," he began, looking at Mum. "What really concerns us is you two being together. You are old enough to decide for yourself about having sex. We just ask you to be careful, about it. There are a lot of dangers out there. Come and talk to us if you feel you need to."
I looked over at Mum and Dad saw me.
"Your Mum might go on for a while, yelling and screaming," he laughed, smiling at Mum. "But when she calms down, she'll be your best friend."
He paused for a moment before continuing. "We know you two have been reading the Letters Books. Well, during the time period when Ragesh was conceived, I had sexual relationships with his mother Lizamoa. It was an accident but when she became pregnant, we knew at the time it was possible I could have been the father. When Ragesh was born lighter in colour we considered it was very likely I was the father."
Joseph took over, "Your mother and I discussed this in some detail. We consulted with Mike and Shanti too. We decided that we would not follow up with DNA tests to find the real father. Rather, I would be his father, regardless of who his blood father might be. I have always thought of you as my son, Ragesh. I am proud to be your father."
"You've always been Dad, to me," Ragesh said. "A good Dad too."
I saw Uncle Joseph smile at that.
"This is it," I thought. "Here comes trouble."
Then she was on the way over to us, followed by Dad and Ragesh's parents. She told the other kids to go outside and then she turned on Ragesh and me. Boy did the shit hit the fan. She really went off at us both. While Greeshma had said we weren't in trouble, Mum didn't see it like that.
After a while, she cooled off a bit, blown off steam is the way Dad puts it.
Dad stepped in to take over. "Now we've got that out of the way," he began, looking at Mum. "What really concerns us is you two being together. You are old enough to decide for yourself about having sex. We just ask you to be careful, about it. There are a lot of dangers out there. Come and talk to us if you feel you need to."
I looked over at Mum and Dad saw me.
"Your Mum might go on for a while, yelling and screaming," he laughed, smiling at Mum. "But when she calms down, she'll be your best friend."
He paused for a moment before continuing. "We know you two have been reading the Letters Books. Well, during the time period when Ragesh was conceived, I had sexual relationships with his mother Lizamoa. It was an accident but when she became pregnant, we knew at the time it was possible I could have been the father. When Ragesh was born lighter in colour we considered it was very likely I was the father."
Joseph took over, "Your mother and I discussed this in some detail. We consulted with Mike and Shanti too. We decided that we would not follow up with DNA tests to find the real father. Rather, I would be his father, regardless of who his blood father might be. I have always thought of you as my son, Ragesh. I am proud to be your father."
"You've always been Dad, to me," Ragesh said. "A good Dad too."
I saw Uncle Joseph smile at that.
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Conclusion.
While this family bonding was going on, my mind was on a different tack.
"You mean, like, I was fucking my brother?" I asked.
"It is most likely you were," Mum responded.
"Ohh, gross!" I said when I realized what they were telling us.
"What do you mean, gross?" Ragesh asked. "I was fucking my sister. That has to be worse."
"No, it's not. You guys fuck anything with a pussy."
"No, we don't..."
"Come on, you two," Dad said. "It's obvious you've both got a good healthy attitude towards this now. Just promise us it will never happen again."
"Not likely," I said. "Not with him!"
"Not with my sister. Yuck!" Ragesh added, placing emphasis on the word 'sister.'
I pucked my tongue out at him in reply which our parents seemed to enjoy, judging from the way they were laughing.
"You mean, like, I was fucking my brother?" I asked.
"It is most likely you were," Mum responded.
"Ohh, gross!" I said when I realized what they were telling us.
"What do you mean, gross?" Ragesh asked. "I was fucking my sister. That has to be worse."
"No, it's not. You guys fuck anything with a pussy."
"No, we don't..."
"Come on, you two," Dad said. "It's obvious you've both got a good healthy attitude towards this now. Just promise us it will never happen again."
"Not likely," I said. "Not with him!"
"Not with my sister. Yuck!" Ragesh added, placing emphasis on the word 'sister.'
I pucked my tongue out at him in reply which our parents seemed to enjoy, judging from the way they were laughing.
Later, Gran Mary took me aside and asked me what I had told our parents.
I said, "I never mentioned anything about you and Gran Greeshma."
"Thank you, dear," she said. "It is probably better that way."
"I'm sorry I made that threat against you two. That was wrong. You both have always been good to me.
"Its Ok, honey. You didn't so there's no harm done. You just panicked."
But I didn't tell her that the four of us kids, we'd told Michael and Sabreena, thought two old ladies shagging their brains out was kind of amusing too.
I said, "I never mentioned anything about you and Gran Greeshma."
"Thank you, dear," she said. "It is probably better that way."
"I'm sorry I made that threat against you two. That was wrong. You both have always been good to me.
"Its Ok, honey. You didn't so there's no harm done. You just panicked."
But I didn't tell her that the four of us kids, we'd told Michael and Sabreena, thought two old ladies shagging their brains out was kind of amusing too.
So that is how I lost my virginity and began my sexual journey.
As I said at the beginning, my parents became more open with their sexuality around us. Particularly with Ragesh, Sabreena, Michael and me. Soon we had attended a few evenings where things became much sexier. We even witnessed people fucking too.
By the time that Japanese girl Tukiko appeared on the scene, we were going to nude beaches with our group and ready for our first party complete with one of their extremely sexy games. As you will read in Tukiko's stories, we attended a sexy evening, but this party never went the way it was planned. But we both knew it would be only a matter of time before more fun came along.
There was also a planned trip from those of their friends from India and Australia visiting New Zealand. Mum warned us there would be some full-on sex parties during this visit and we would be welcome to join in.
So keep looking for the next letter as I believe my brother Michael, will be writing it. That is if he ever gets around to doing it.
As I said at the beginning, my parents became more open with their sexuality around us. Particularly with Ragesh, Sabreena, Michael and me. Soon we had attended a few evenings where things became much sexier. We even witnessed people fucking too.
By the time that Japanese girl Tukiko appeared on the scene, we were going to nude beaches with our group and ready for our first party complete with one of their extremely sexy games. As you will read in Tukiko's stories, we attended a sexy evening, but this party never went the way it was planned. But we both knew it would be only a matter of time before more fun came along.
There was also a planned trip from those of their friends from India and Australia visiting New Zealand. Mum warned us there would be some full-on sex parties during this visit and we would be welcome to join in.
So keep looking for the next letter as I believe my brother Michael, will be writing it. That is if he ever gets around to doing it.
THE END
I think this one crosses the Taboo boundary line but you handled it well.
ReplyDeleteGraham
Looking good guys.
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We enjoyed this. Full of those little moments that make a good story.
I also loved some of Kathy's smart remarks regarding her parents.
Eg "Another problem we inherited from our parent's shady sex life."
That is a classic.
Kim & Allan sr.
I agree with you Kim.
DeleteGreat idea for a story. I rather like this set and looking forward to seeing what story three is like.
Reshma
Loved those smart comments Kathy adds in. She is a bit cheeky I think.
DeleteGordon
The growing up of a young lady is an interesting if not exciting theme. We all have our secrets. It is said that girls are good and the boys are a naughty ones. This is especially the case in my culture and country of India.
ReplyDeleteBut it is not always true. Us girls are interested in boys, in sexual things and what is happening to our bodies. Often there are willing brothers or cousins around too. A girl will often allow a loss of modesty in exchange for exploring and finding out more about boys. Baring her body in exchange for viewing and touching a boy's cock, in a safe situation. Many girls will take that deal. Some will even go further as Kathy did, even further to having sex with her brother.
As for being a virgin, as is often expected in my culture, it is really quite hard to tell as these days younger girls get into sports and other physical activity that can break the hymen. It is more a case of being careful not to reveal the full extent of her experience in front of her husband the first few times. Of course, she will quickly gain confidence won't she. LOL
In my case, my virginity went to a close friend when I was 16. My friend Ayesha, was interested in what happened so I set it up for her with the same boy. Yes, he got lucky twice. Because he was a nice boy. Didn't push, respected us, and allowed us to take time to build up to having sex. The result, he got to fuck us. Others who tried got nowhere.
Synthisha.
Oh wow, Synthisha.
DeleteWhat a revealing post. I call it a post as it's much more than a comment.
I see you gave an interesting insight into brothers and sisters. I can also report of similar experiences with my older sister.
It seems she got an appetite for sex from her boyfriends. When she found herself without a b/f she found another handy and willing cock. Mine!
My sex life took off with a rush to be suddenly dropped when a new b/f came on the scene. But during that time I learnt a lot.
Simon.