Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. _______________________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material with various Taboo subjects. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or if you are not considered an adult in the location where you live PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _______________________________________________________ Scroll down to view text _______________________________________________________ This work is copyright of the author. 2013. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may repost freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. This is a work of complete fantasy. No hymens were broken in the creation of this work. Thank you for your consideration. _______________________________________________________ PaulineC_Pt1_Gb_pt_fd_cd. I believe I was extremely lucky as a kid. Others may disagree but here is the story of why I think I was lucky. My family had moved from Coventry to Birmingham just before I started my last year at primary school. Both of my parents worked full time so, at the grand old age of 10, I was often left to my own devices for a couple of hours every evening while My younger sister was looked after at a friends house. When I finished Primary and moved up to Secondary school I initially continued being unsupervised because I had homework to keep me out of mischief. Unfortunately I wasnt doing the homework either well, or on time, so my parents decided I needed some supervision. I already knew Pauline Coleman our next door neighbours daughter. She also had the same two hour wait for her father. She was older than me at 13 and significantly more mature, how much more will become apparent later. We had already been there around a year or so and my folks thought they knew her well. They started paying her a shilling a night to look after me for that couple of hours each evening until they were home. For the first few weeks Pauline took her role really seriously and was a complete tyrant. She would insist any homework was done immediately I got in and before I was allowed to watch any TV. Once my schoolwork was complete she would then tell me to make us both a drink and bring the biscuits while she carried on watching the telly. She generally bossed me about a lot but that didnt worry me at all because I loved being around her and really just liked doing things for her. Half Term break ocurred a month or so after she had started supervising me. For the whole week she would be supervising me all day every day. On the first day of the half term week I found a note when I went downstairs after getting up. Dad had left me a left the note and enough money for us to both go swimming at the local pool. I grabbed my towel and trunks and went straight around to Paulines. She was already up and went back upstairs and put her bikini on under her clothes. she also suggested I put my trunks on under my clothes because it would be faster when we got to the pool and then we could also share a changing room so she could still keep an eye on me like she was supposed to. Once we were both ready we walked down to the bus stop and caught the #65 bus to the pool. She was really happy about going to the pool and it showed, she told me it had been ages since she had been swimming because her dad wasnt earning enough for luxuries. When we got there she took the money and paid. Then we went to the poolside changing rooms. We went into one room together like she wanted and just took our outer clothes off leaving our costumes on. I could hardly take my eyes off her while she was undressing and it was embarassing as I started undressing down to my trunks. I had sat down and leaned forward to try and hide the bulge and hoped she hadn't seen it. Then I opened the door and almost ran straight into someones mum trying to get in the water without Pauline seeing me. We had a great time just messing about. As we were both strong swimmers we did a few races and Pauline almost always won. It was also a really nice day so we found a bench outside the pool area and she laid down in the sun for a while. I sat down next to her for a few minutes and then went back and swam some more. As a redhead I had to keep going back and forwards between the water inside and Pauline so I keep down the amount of sun I was exposed to. Strangely enough I always managed to walk back and sit down where I could either see her chest or up between her legs. A couple of times she caught me staring but she never said anything she just closed her eyes and carried on soaking up the sun. At about 1PM we went to get dressed her bikini was dry so she just put her clothes back on over it. I couldn't look away as she got dressed. She promised not to look while I changed, so I quickly swapped my wet trunks for underpants and then got dressed. We walked to the bus stop and caught the #65 back home. Once we wer back at her house and she told me to hang our towels and costumes on the line outside then make us both a drink and some sandwiches. We sat down to eat and Pauline asked me an awkward question. "Do you fancy me or something?". "I like you lots but I'm not old enough to fancy you." Then she looked right at me and laughing asked "If your not old enough to fancy me then why did you keep looking at my boobs and down between my legs while we were at the pool? And why did you have a hard on when I was getting undressed" I coloured up that deep crimson red that only a redhead can produce, and told her I was staring because I liked her a lot and had never seen a girl so close before. Then I apologised like crazy and kept telling her that I didnt mean to stare at her and begging her not to tell my parents. She laughed and continued "You can see my boobs properly if you want to, but only if you take ALL your clothes off first". By now I was glowing fiery red again and mumbled something like "Please, please can I see them?. I really want to, I'll do anything you want" Again she said "Anything? OK so take off ALL of your clothes. Like I just told you to." I hesitated for a few seconds and then stripped down to my underpants. "Those as well" she said pointing at my undies. Finally I gathered the courage to take my underpants off and she looked at me and just laughed. "You really are scared of me telling arent you? You didnt even get a stiffy yet" I knew exactly what she meant but didnt know what to do about it short of grabbing myself and playing with it. So thats just what I did and it started getting hard. "OK stop that, you can see my boobs now you already kept your side of the deal" She started undoing her blouse and before she had finished I was now completely hard. She stood there in her bra for a few seconds. Finally she lifted her bra over her boobs and let me look at them. As fast as she uncovered she covered back up pulling her bra back down. Then she put her blouse back on. I grabbed my underpants and went to start getting dressed and she shouted at me "Dont you dare touch your clothes you can be my pet nudist for the rest of the day I like seeing you like that". Until that moment I had no real clue what a nudist was, but I guessed to myself correctly. "Because you stared to get dressed without asking you can stand in the corner with your hands on your head next to the TV" was her next comment. I walked over and stood in the corner facing the wall like we had to at primary school. "No not like that you can face me" So I turned around and stood there for what seemed like forever. By the end of that half term week I had seen her boobs a several times and probably for up to 5 minutes each time. She on the other hand had seen me completely naked several times and for many hours in total. She clearly liked making me undress for her and stand in the corner naked. She would sometimes show me her bra or start talking about what she liked doing with boys and would then tell me off if I started to get hard. Not that telling me off had the slightest preventitive impact, probably quite the opposite. Eventually she would let me see her boobs for a few minutes and I would always be hard for that time. Each time she would let me see them a bit closer. I think I must have spent at least four to six hours a day naked in front of her every day that week. I had no clue what was going on but I just loved being naked in front of her and I loved getting told off by her as well. However even by the end of that week there had still been no touching just looking and she told me stories about what she had done with the Older boys at school. She even flashed her panties a couple of times when she put her feet on the chair she was sitting on. That had always generated an immediate physical reaction from my body. Which of course she immediately noticed. When we got back to our usual schoolday routine, though we had a lot less time available, the playing didnt stop. We continued the show me games before anyone else got home. I would still end up naked either doing my homework or standing in the corner for much of the time. After a while she started taking her bra off to show me her boobs. One time she even handed me her bra right after she took it off. That generated a very severe telling off because of the erection. I got another telling off a few seconds later because I had put her bra to my face and smelled it. I sniffed it again and his time she slapped me across the face, not really hard, but she did take the bra back from me and told me off again for smelling it the second time. Then she yelled at me to get dressed. The next day was much the same, except this time she gave me a couple of rules before we started "If you ask first and tell me why you want to smell it then I'll let you smell my bra again today". She then apologised for having slapped me the day before. I responded "It didn't really hurt and no one at home saw any marks I was just worried I had upset you" "You didnt upset me so dont worry about it. It was just wierd seeing you sniff my clothes. You were only supposed to feel them" she said. After I undressed she handed me her bra saying "Dont forget you still have to ask". "Pauline, Please may I smell your bra". "Why do you want to smell it" "Because it smells like you" "You like how my clothes smell" "Yes" "OK now you can smell it" I buried my face in her bra. I loved how it smelled and how it felt. "Does it smell good? I bet you would like to try it on and see what its like like wearing it as well?". She was laughing as she said it and obviously joking. But I had completely missed the joke. By now it was already obvious how excited I had been just from smelling it. So when she said that I had started getting really excited inside at the thought of actually puttng her bra on, but at the same time I was scared. "Boys dont wear bras" "I think it would look good on you, You doo have boy titties after all. If you put it on I'll let you see my panties again. Perhaps I might even take them off and let you smell them as well" That generated a significant twitch in my cock which she noticed and smiled about. "But I shouldnt" "Why its only clothes?" "OK but I dont think I can do it up at the back" She took the bra from me and held it out. "Thats alright I'll help, Here just put your arms through these" Which I did. then she walked behind me and fastened the hooks and eyes. "See that wasnt so bad was it?, how does it feel?" I loved how it felt but I was already focussed on the next challenege. "It feels sort of funny like a tee shirt thats way too small. Please can I smell your panties now?, Please. You did promise!" She turned her back to me lifted the front of her skirt and pulled down and off her Navy Blue School Knickers. She looked at them and handed them to me. I took them and started to feel them how soft they were, they were still warm and a little damp. I started to move them toward my face "Dont forget to ask" she reminded me. "Please may I smell your knickers Pauline" "Why would you want to do that I've had them on all day" "Because they smell like you" "No they don't they smell like pee. I dont smell like pee" "Please can I smell them" "OK if you must but if you do then you have to put them on as well as the bra. That's the price for smelling my clothes" My Cock jerked again at what she had just said and she noticed, oh did she notice "You really like that idea dont you!, You really want to put my knickers on dont you!" Another twitch from me so she continued "OK hurry up and smell them I want to see you wearing MY bra AND MY school knickers" I put them up to my nose and started smelling them. The front smelled of her, a mix of light soap and girly perfume. As I moved my nose to the crotch I could smell the pee she was talking about, just very slightly, but there was also something else, I couldn't describe it at the time but now I know its called musk and that smelled incredible. I later found out that was her smell and it made me twitch several times. When she got bored of watching the twitching of my cock she said "Enough of smelling them, your mom will be back in a few minutes, now put them on or you will never see them again." I did exactly as I was told and didnt know until I took them off I was leaving little snail trails of precum all inside her knickers. I was already totally hooked and truly hoped this would be the first of many times. She made me stand in the corner wearing her bra and Knickers. I was panicking my mom would walk in and catch us but she didn't. I got dressed back in my own clothes and aftewards she let me smell her undies some more just for a few minutes before going back home. As I walked out she smiled at me and said "I liked seeing you wearing my undies perhaps next time you can wear more of my clothes. You could be my special sissy boy if you want". A word like sissy in school would have either been part of bullying or would have caused a fight. Being a redhead, who couldn't fight for toffee, it was usually part of business as usual bullying. Yet here was I excited at the thought even though it was somehing I didnt really understand. I was doing SEX things with Pauline and that was all I needed to know. I didnt have a clue what she thought a sissy boy was but just the sound of playing more games with her excited me immensely, I wasnt even 12 yet and I didn't dare tell anyone, but I had a bet with myself that no one else in the class was doing the same kind of things. To Be Continued.