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Subject: Innocence Lost - READ ME FIRST, PLEASE
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Thank you for taking the time to read this. This is my first attempt at
writing a short story but I think that you will be pleased with what I
present.
I have avoided the common practice on the net of including a reference in
the subject, indicating the type of story (i.e. {mmf} or {mf teen}), simply
because I have quite a few chapters in mind, and will eventually encompass
something for everyone in this story. With any luck, I should be able to
complete a new chapter about once every two weeks. and will post them when I
have them. I welcome all fan mail, both pro and con, and will respond to
anything, except flames. If you don't like what I write and feel the need to
flame me, just don't bother reading any more!
I have been writing this from the points of view of two teen-age brother and
sister. Writing from the vantage point of a young teen-age girl has been
difficult, to say the least, and I'm afraid that the one weak point I have
is telling from her perspective. If her writing seems too mature for her age,
just try to use your imagination of her being advanced for her years.
So without any further pointless verbiage, I proudly present "Innocence
Lost", the stories of Dave and April...
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Subject: Innocence Lost - CHAPTER 2
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The following fictional story contains graphically portrayed adult situations.
If this type of story offends you, then I suggest you read no further!
This is the story of a brother and sister, Dave and April, and their sexual
awakenings. The story is told from their own perspectives (i.e. Dave's
journal and April's diary), and at times as their stories unfold, there may
be a certain amount of redundancy as they view various situations each from
their own unique point of view.
As I stated earlier, this story is pure fiction, but could quite easily
occur in actuality. I hope you enjoy it!
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From: irata@cyber1.servtech.com (larry fagen)
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Subject: Innocence Lost - CHAPTER 1
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The following fictional story contains graphically portrayed adult situations.
If this type of story offends you, then I suggest you read no further!
This is the story of a brother and sister, Dave and April, and their sexual
awakenings. The story is told from their own perspectives (i.e. Dave's
journal and April's diary), and at times as their stories unfold, there may
be a certain amount of redundancy as they view various situations each from
their own unique point of view.
As I stated earlier, this story is pure fiction, but could quite easily
occur in actuality. I hope you enjoy it!
*****
CHAPTER 1
(From Dave's Journal...)
God, it was hot! Even though we had been living in Southern California for
over two weeks, I just couldn't seem to get used to it being so warm at
the end of September. Back in Montana by this time of the year, we would
already have had a snow flurry or two. As I stood in front of our new home
in Encino, the sweat pouring down my forehead after the seven block walk
from the high school, I reflected on the differences between here and
Montana: The weather, of course, and the air! God! Some days it was almost
tolerable, but other days, it reeked! And the people here...some real kooks!
As I reached for the handle of the front door, the door swung open, and I
was nearly run down by my kid sister, April! "Slow down, Sis! Where's the
fire, anyways?" I asked her.
"Sorry, Dave! I was just going over to Chris' house," she smiled at me. She
was nearly two years younger than me, but was almost tall enough to look me
eye to eye. We had become very close since our Mom died a year ago, and as
she matured, her face was looking more and more like Mom's. And physically,
she had really begun to bloom. Looking at her now, wearing a pair of short
shorts that showed off her long legs, and a halter top that did little to
hide the maturing breasts underneath, I knew that she would be having an
endless stream of boyfriends calling on her as she got older. I laughed,
"Well, take it easy, okay? Your girlfriend Chris will be there when you get
to her house. Go on! Have a good time!"
I wasn't sure, but it seemed that April had a funny look on her pretty face
for a second, but then she smiled and kissed me on the cheek and headed down
the street to her friend's house. I walked into the house and was again
thankful for the central air conditioner. I went into the kitchen, grabbed
an ice cold Coke from the refrigerator, and headed to my bedroom in the
new house.
Once in the privacy (although as no one else was home at the time, the
privacy didn't matter) of my bedroom, I stripped off my perspiration soaked
clothes, and lay down in my bed, wearing only my white jockey shorts. The
feel of the cool wafts of air from the air conditioner felt comforting on my
naked skin, and I again reflected on how hot and muggy Southern California
seemed. Since we had arrived here, the temperature never seemed to drop
below 90 during the days and rarely dipped under 75 at night. You would
think that they would at least put air conditioning in the schools, but the
High school I was attending had only fans, and the only one that seemed to
be bothered by the oppressive heat was me!
I thought about April. When did she suddenly grow up into the beautiful
young woman that she was maturing into? And she was becoming so damned
precocious as well! A disturbing incident that happened last week kept
running through my mind. In fact, since it happened, I hadn't been able to
stop thinking about it!
April asked me to help her with her biology homework, which I was happy to
do. Dad was working late, and we had sent out for pizza. After dinner, April
wanted to take a shower and then we would do the homework. I sat in the
living room, and watched some TV until she was done. After a few minutes, I
heard the water stop and another few moments after that, she came into the
living room. I looked up, and my eyes nearly popped out of my head! April
was drying her long, shoulder length blonde hair with a towel. She was wearing
a short white lacy slip, which did little to hide her ripening teen-age body.
The low cut bodice showed the deep valley between her swelling breasts.
Her semi-hard nipples were clearly defined poking out against the lacy
material. Her maturing body was still damp from the shower, and the slip
clung closely, like a second skin to her softly rounded abdomen. Further
down, the shiny white cloth ended at the middle of her thigh, and as she
turned to sit in the chair opposite to me, I could see the gracefully
curving mounds of her ass cheeks, and the indentation of the crevice between
them.
I felt my heart begin to pound in my chest, and my cock started swelling,
larger and larger as I took in the sight of April's scantily covered body. I
tried crossing my legs and moving my feet around to hide the growing sign of
my excitement, but the shorts I was wearing precluded any disguising of the
swelling protuberance! The room suddenly felt very hot, and beads of
perspiration formed on my forehead. I then noticed April's line of sight was
directly on the bulge between my legs, and I'm sure that my face must have
flushed a deep crimson at the embarrassment I felt. At first April's
expression was curious, but then she looked at my face and smiled. "Are you
okay, Davey? What's wrong?" she asked innocently.
"Ummm..uh...nothing....it's nothing," I whispered. "Let's get to work on
this homework." As she asked me questions about the circulatory system, I
tried to take my mind off of her scantily clad body, but I found that task
to be almost impossible. She crossed her legs, and the white slip slid up,
showing a generous portion of creamy white thigh. Then my teen-age sister
uncrossed her legs, and spread them slightly apart. I thought my lust
hardened cock was going to burst right through my shorts when I saw the
sparse blond hairs of her pubic mound. Then she crossed her legs again. She
was a goddamn tease, and she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying my discomfort!
I was thankful when the assignment was finally done, and I rushed into the
bathroom and took an ice cold shower. The shower helped cool down my
passion, but since that day, I couldn't stop thinking about that incident!
I thought a lot about Michelle, too. It seemed longer than two weeks since we
had left Montana. Dad had been offered a promotion and transfer and
wanting to distance himself from the painful memories everything back home
evoked in him about Mom, he jumped at the opportunity. I was not so keen on
the idea, however. It meant leaving the school I was attending, all my
lifetime friends, but most of all it meant leaving Michelle. I met Michelle
six months ago at a school dance. She was a year younger then me and we
almost immediately fell in love. It had been a torrid six months, and the
worst part of moving was leaving her. I could close my eyes and picture
her almost standing here with me. I thought back those seemingly endless
two weeks to the night before our departure from Montana, and the last time
I saw Michelle.
We had gone roller skating. Michelle loved to roller skate almost as much as
I loved skiing! But our date had brought her no glee. Admittedly, I was also
feeling pretty low about our inevitable separation and afterwards, when I had
parked my Dad's car in the little clearing behind McAffee's farm, both our
resolves broke, and we held each other tightly, sobbing at our impending loss.
My lips met her soft warm lips, and as we kissed, I caressed her short brown
hair. I felt her mouth open slightly, and then Michelle's tongue began to
probe between my lips. My own tongue met hers and the deep searing french
kiss seemed to last forever. When we pulled apart, Michelle took off her
glasses and placed them on the dashboard of the car, then wrapped her arms
around my back and kissed me deeply again, softly moving her small fingers
up and down my back.
Pulling her even closer to me, I kissed her nose and cheeks, and then I
moved my head down and kissed the nape of her neck. I gently nibbled the
soft skin there, and I could feel her pulse increase, as I alternately
kissed and bit her neck. My right hand moved around from her back, and I
began to caress the soft mounds of her small breasts through the light pink
material of her sweater. I could feel the nipples begin to grow and poke
through her bra and the knit fabric, and she moaned softly when I began to
lightly rub the hardening buds. Her hands moved up to my head, and she ran
her fingers through my hair, and then began to kiss my neck and shoulders.
*****
As I lay in my bed reminiscing about that night, my cock began to grow and
swell, pushing against the white fabric of my briefs. At the end of the
large bulge, where the head of my organ contacted the cotton fabric, a small
circle of wetness began to spread out concentrically. I reached down and
began to rub the swollen glans as I thought back to that night with
Michelle.
*****
My girlfriend made no objection when I began to unbutton her top, and as I
exposed more of the smooth soft skin, my mouth moved from her neck to
her heaving chest, licking and kissing her squirming body. Once the last
fastener had been opened, Michelle pulled the now useless garment off her
shoulders, and I pulled back to look at my beautiful teen-age love wearing
just a modest white bra and pleated skirt. Our lips met again, and our
tongues parried and sparred as I reached behind her and fumbled with the
clasp of her bra. I finally managed to get the clasp open. I don't know who
invented the damn things, but they were obviously designed to confound and
frustrate guys!
I slowly, teasingly pulled that infernal contraption off her creamy white
shoulders, and I gasped as I gazed lustfully at her small pear shaped
breasts. The nipples were eraser like, pink and distended, and I moved my
mouth down to the left breast and began to lightly lick and kiss it. My
mouth moved onto the nipple bud, and I began to suck on it, like a baby
drawing milk from its mother's teat. Michelle moaned loudly and her hands
held my head tightly to her heaving chest. I moved my head to its twin,
paying the same homage to this glorious marvel of girl-flesh. I took one of
her hands, and guided it to the swelling at my groin, and her delicate
little fingers began to gently rub up and down on my lust bloated cock.
*****
I didn't know what was worse...thinking back about the last night together
with Michelle, or about April's nearly exposed body! The only thing for
certain was my cock feeling like it was going to explode in a million
pieces. I pushed my underwear down my legs, and my hard prick pointed
straight towards the ceiling. I reached down and began to stroke the shaft
up and down as I closed my eyes and thought about what happened next.
*****
As I continued to orally caress her beautiful breasts, Michelle began to
gasp, "Oh God...oh God, yes! Ohhhhhh, that feels so good!!!" Her hand at my
loins was moving even faster, and then she began fumbling with the zipper of
my jeans. I licked down to her flat smooth stomach, and my fingers began
moving up under her short skirt. She unbuttoned the top of my pants and
with both hands, pulled my swollen cock out through the flap of my shorts.
Her fingers felt cool against the heated skin of my organ, and I moaned
aloud as she wrapped both hands around the inflated flesh, her hands barely
able to encompass the entire girth. My hand move up her passion heated
thighs, and she stroked my cock even faster as I touched the soaked
crotchband of her panties.
God, her hands felt so good! My mouth moved back up, and I kissed and licked
her passion hardened nipples like a man insane. We were both moaning and
gasping now. My fingers were rubbing up and down the crotchband, gently
pushing the cloth into the her passion drenched pussy. I pulled the legband
of her panties up and moved my insistent fingers up under the material. Her
soft pubic hair was drenched from the secretions of her pussy, and I moved
my hand up farther to the excitedly swollen bud of her clitoris. Her hands
tightened on my cock, rubbing the entire length, faster and faster, as I
used one finger to stroke her center of passion. With my other hand, I
pushed her loose skirt up and started to pull off her panties. But the
thought of making love with Michelle for the first time and her small hands
furiously stroking my dick were too much!
"Oh, Shit! Oh, God, I'm going to cum!" I gasped. I couldn't control myself!
My cock began to spurt hot cum, flooding Michelle's hands as she kept on
stroking it! She kept on milking it until I spewed the last of my seed and
my organ began to whither. It was great, but disappointing. Michelle kissed
me deeply and assured me that it was alright, that there would be other
times, but that brought me no solace, as I would be moving thousands of
miles away the next day.
*****
So here I was in California, far away from my love, and still a damned
virgin! As I stroked my swollen dick, I tried to imagine that it was
Michelle's tiny hands jacking me off. I closed my eyes, and attempted to
picture her stroking me, and then bending down and licking my hardened
phallus, taking it into her warm wet mouth. My cock stiffened further, and
then I came, the hot sticky fluid running down the shaft, covering my hands.
When my breathing returned to normal, I decided to grab a shower. While in
the shower, I began to think about Michelle and April again. Damn! I had to
find something to do to take my mind off sex. It seemed that was all I could
think about lately! Go down to the park and shoot some baskets! Well, it
wasn't much of a plan, but it was a plan.
The shower was refreshing, and afterwards I got dressed, grabbed my
basketball, and headed to the park. It was still hot and muggy and the
courts were deserted. In fact, it seemed that the few people in the park
consisted mostly of some bikini-clad girls on roller blades. There were two
blondes and a brunette, and they waved to me as they zoomed by on what I
liked to think of as ice skates with wheels. I smiled and waved back, although
I didn't know any of the three scantily-clad beauties sailing by. Was it me
or were all the girls out here so beautiful? It was probably me. All I could
think about lately was sex.
I started throwing a few free throws, hitting most of them right on. Then,
as I began to warm up, I began doing some lay-ups. I really enjoyed
basketball, and was pretty good at it. At school, they were going to be
having tryouts for the school teams in a couple of weeks, and I was certain
that it would be no problem making the team. Dad would be proud of me and so
would Mom, if she was still here.
It was so damned unfair! I could still remember that night a year ago, when
the policeman came to the door and told us that Mom had been in an accident.
She had gone out to do some shopping at the mall, and on her way home on the
Interstate, and some old geezer had gotten confused and was driving the
wrong way on the Interstate. Their cars had collided head-on, and both the
man and Mom had been killed instantly. Dad had collapsed upon hearing the
news, and sat and wept openly, and April and I cried in each other's arms. A
lot of what happened after that for the next couple of months was a haze
now, and I never thought that I could be happy again. When the guys had
suggested that I go with them to that dance, I really didn't want to go. But
it was at that dance that I met Michelle and it seemed that was the night
that I started living again.
As I began to practice some jump shots, my mind wandered back again
to Michelle and that last night together. We had come so close to making
love, but because I got too excited, I was still a damn virgin! Now my love
was thousands of miles away, and I didn't want to date anyone else here. But
being a teenager and those raging hormones, I was being to go crazy! I was
starting to beat my meat every night, and now in the afternoons too? This
wasn't right! And worse then that, I was fantasizing about my kid sister,
April. Was it right to think about your sibling that way? I don't know. I
guess it was all right as long as it was only fantasy, right? Shit! Life was
so damn confusing! The last time that I talked with Michelle, she said that
she was going to talk to her parents about letting her come out here and
visit me. I hope that would be soon!
As I made a long shot from about 30 feet away from the basket, I heard
someone say, "Pretty good! But how well do you do with some competition?"
I looked in the direction that the voice came from as the source came
walking on the court. He was about the same height as me but he was older, I
would guess in his mid twenties. He had short blonde hair and it was obvious
that he had worked out quite a bit, as he was really muscular. "Hi! I'm
Jack," he said as he extended his hand and smiled.
"Dave," I responded, and shook hands with him. "Twenty one points sound okay
with you?" I tossed him the ball.
"Let's go, Dave," he said and immediately started dribbling. He faked left
and caught me unaware, and then had an easy shot up for the first point.
Good move, I silently thought, and I was determined not to let him not get
such an easy shot like that again!
Jack was a pretty good basketball player, and although he was able to muscle
me around, I had the edge on agility. I won the first game twenty one to
eighteen and we agreed to play a second one. This time the score got down to
twenty all and after he missed an easy lay up, I grabbed the ball and
slammed it in for the winning score.
He once more extended his hand. "Great job, Dave. It isn't often that I'm
beaten twice in a row. How about I buy the winner a Coke?"
"You're pretty good yourself. Sounds like a great idea. McDonald's okay?" I
asked. Jack agreed and we walked across the street to MickyD's and had
something to drink.
I found Jack easy to talk with, and as I had guessed, he was a big sports
enthusiast. The dialogue was so interesting that I lost track of the time,
and when I looked up and saw the clock, I saw that we had been talking for
over an hour, and that I had better get going home.
"Listen, Dave, I don't know if you are doing anything on Saturday, but if
you're not, I have a couple of tickets to the Lakers game. I think they're
playing against the Bucks. Interested?" he asked.
My eyes must have lighted up at his words. Wow! I had never seen a
professional basket ball game live before. And the Lakers and the Bucks!
"You bet I'm interested!" I smiled to him.
"Great! Why don't you meet me here around 11:00 Saturday. Maybe afterwards,
if you want, we can go over to the house and you can meet Vicki. I can throw
a couple of steaks on the grill."
"I'm looking forward to it, Jack. Thanks. I'll see you Saturday morning!" I
shook hands with him, grabbed my ball, and headed home. For the first time
since we moved here, I was feeling pretty good!
*****
CHAPTER 2
(From April's Diary...)
Today was the day, I thought as I ran the brush through my long blonde hair
one last time. I looked at the girl staring back at me in the full length
mirror with a critical eye and was pleased at what I saw. The little bit of
make-up that I had on was just right to accent my eyes and high cheekbones,
and as I looked farther down, I was happy with the image. The pink halter
showed off my boobies which had in the last year, gone from nothing, to
proudly jutting mounds. I hated wearing those darn bras...heck, I didn't
need the support they offered! I had on a tiny matching pink pair of shorts
that showed off my long legs. The only fault that I could find was that my
hips were still slim and boyish, but I knew that soon they would fill out as
well. Okay! Ready or not, it was time to go. I opened the door and almost
ran down my big brother Davy!
"Slow down, Sis! Where's the fire?" he asked me. I smiled inwardly at what I
had planned, but I didn't want Davy to know what I was up to. "I'm just
going over to Chris' house. He looked at me and I think he wasn't happy with
the way I was dressed, but after a minute he smiled at me and told me to
have a good time at my girlfriend's house.
Girlfriend?? I didn't realize that he thought that Chris was a girl. Silly
me! Of course Chris could be a boy or girl's name. Well, at least I wouldn't
have to worry about him asking me a lot of silly questions like the times
back home when I went to visit a boy! I kissed him on the cheek and then
headed down the sidewalk to the street as he went into the house.
I was still not a hundred percent sure of what I was doing, getting a little
case of the cold feet. But once I made up my mind about something, I liked
to carry through on it. It was about a mile to Chris' house, and as I
started on my way, I thought about the day I met him, the first day of
school.
It was a little funny being in the new school. I didn't know anybody there,
and everyone else seemed to know each other. I got to my home room about
five minutes early and chose a desk and just watched as the other kids came
filing in, some alone, but most in small groups of two or three, talking and
laughing. Then I saw him come in with two other boys.
He was beautiful! He was short and had long blonde hair, longer than my own,
and he had the most dreamy eyes! Oh God! He looked over at me, and I
realized that I must have been staring at him. I was so embarrassed! I
wanted to crawl under my desk. But he smiled and waved to me as though I was
an old friend. What a gorgeous smile too! I almost died when he left his
friends and sat down at the desk next to mine.
"You're new here, aren't you?" he asked. I tried to answer but nothing
seemed to come out. All I could manage was a nod. "I'm Chris," he continued,
it's nice to see a new face here. And such a pretty one, too." He winked at
me.
I finally found my voice. "My name's April, and thank you for saying that."
Then a bell rang and home room started. A little later on, the teacher had
passed out schedules to everyone, and Chris looked over at mine and smiled,
"Great! We have Algebra and Social Studies together!" I didn't say
anything...my darned voice seemed to go again... but I was also pleased about
that!
We really didn't get a chance to talk again until lunch time, which was fine
as I needed some time to get a grip on myself. By lunch I was a little more
composed and was happy when Chris suggested that we have lunch together.
"Are you from around here, April?" he asked.
"No, we just moved here from Montana," I told him and from that point, I at
least was able to talk! It turned out that we had a lot of the same
interests. We liked the same music and a lot of the same movies. Then he
asked me if I liked to play video games, which of course I was fanatic about
them! "Would you like to come over to my house after school? I just got a VR
helmet and gloves. Would you like to try them out? Please?" he asked me.
I thought about it for a minute, my mind racing. I knew that I shouldn't go
to a boy's house, especially a boy that I just met. But he was sooooo
cute, and besides, I had been dying to try out the new VR equipment I had
been reading about, so that without giving it any more thought I told him,
"Sure!" He asked me where I live, and I told him what street without telling
him the number (somewhere inside of my head, there was still a little bit of
common sense rattling around!) He said that was not too far from his house,
on the other side of the big park that I had seen. Then lunch was over, and
I didn't see him again until afternoon home room.
When the last bell rang, we left the school together and began walking to
his house. We talked about video games and some of the latest games at the
arcade. It was all almost like a blur to me. He was so nice to be with, and
I almost melted on the spot when he took my hand and we walked hand in hand
the rest of the way there.
When we got to his house, he led me downstairs to the den. It was a large
room with a small bar on one side, a large television in the center of the
room, some cabinets, and a couch, a cocktail table and some chairs. Chris
opened a cabinet next to the TV and pulled out a funny looking helmet with
some wires coming out of it and some gloves, also with wires trailing out of
them. He connected the wires to the video machine and turned it on, then
motioned for me to sit next to him on the sofa. He explained that it would
be better if I sat, because he had found that it was easy to lose your
balance while playing the game. He showed me how the stuff worked, and then
I put on the equipment while he started the game. It was incredible! There
were small television screens in the helmet both in front and on the sides,
and the gloves had sensors in them so that any movement I made with my
fingers were translated to movements in the game. Wow! It was like being
transported to another world!!
"Pretty awesome, huh?" he asked as I took off the helmet and gloves. I was a
little overwhelmed by the VR game. "It was even better than I hoped. Hey,
would you like to try a regular video game?"
Chris laughed and said, "I thought you'd never ask. Let me just put this
stuff away." I helped him put all the equipment back into the cabinet and we
took out the regular controllers and plugged them into the machine. We
played a game, but it seemed so plain next to the VR one. I easily beat him,
and we played a second one which he also lost. As I said, I was a fanatic
when it came to video games.
As he was handed his second defeat, Chris said to me, "Phew! You're a real
wiz at this aren't you?" Then he put his hand behind my head and moved his
face close to mine and gently kissed me! God, it was wonderful! I felt light
headed! "See! I'm a good loser" He winked at me. "Hey, April, do you like
to get high?"
"Do you mean pot?" He nodded yes. "Sure," I said. He excused himself and
said he'd be right back. I had started smoking pot after Mom had died. My
best friend Jenny back in Montana turned me on to it. I found it made
me forget unhappy things, at least for a little while, and I liked the
mellow feeling I got when we smoked.
Chris came back in the den carrying a baggie of pot and a strange
contraption. It was about a foot long and looked like a hollow tube and
about a third of the way up from the bottom, a much narrower short metal
tube stuck out of it with a bowl at the end of it. Instead of sitting next
to me on the couch, he instead went over to the bar and poured wine into the
large tube from a gallon jug. Then he sat down next to me, putting the
thing down on the cocktail table.
"What is that?" I asked, as I looked at the unusual object. As he opened up
the baggie filled with grass, he took a small amount out and put it into the
metal bowl. "It's called a bong. It's like a water pipe, but better", he
explained patiently. He showed me how the bizarre pipe worked, and then
handed it to me. I put my mouth on the bong like he showed me, and he struck
a match and lit it.
I inhaled deeply, feeling the smoke expanding, filling my lungs. The wine in
the bong gave the pot a sweet fruity flavor, and I could almost immediately
feel the drug going to my head. This pot was a lot stronger than the stuff I
smoked with Jenny. Only one hit and I was feeling high already! He refilled
the bowl and took a hit himself, and then repeated the actions for both of
us for a second hit. I was pretty stoned and feeling great!
We played another game, but this time I couldn't seem to do anything right.
He trounced me easily and smiled, "So...I found your weakness, Champ." I
broke out laughing at that silly statement and he quickly joined in the
laughter. It felt good to let go like that.
When we finally got ourselves under control, Chris asked me if I had ever
seen an adult movie. The mush in my head that was formerly my brain took a
little while to understand what he was talking about, but finally clicked
into place. "No, not really," my voice sounded like I was talking in an echo
chamber. He got up and staggered over to the bar and got a hidden key. Then
going over to another cabinet, he unlocked the door. Inside was a lot of
video tapes. He looked at them for what seemed a long time and then picked
one out and took it over to the VCR. He put the tape in the machine and
pushed a button and came back to the couch. Nothing seemed to happen. Chris
frowned and then broke out in laughter again and went back to the VCR and
tried again. He sat down next to me again as the screen went black and the
movie started. He refilled the bong and said to me, "I don't have any
popcorn for the movie, but maybe this will do instead." Popcorn did sound
good at that point!
We both took another hit of the strong pot, and then sat back on the sofa.
He put his arm around my shoulder and it felt so nice! I snuggled closer to
him as the TV screen picture changed. First there was a screen with
something about an FBI warning and so on like you would see at the beginning
of any VCR movie. A second or two later in flashing red letters, the warning
that this movie must not be shown to anyone under 18. Wow! I thought that
Chris had been kidding me, but I now realized that this was a real adult
movie. Part of me was nervous about seeing this kind of movie, especially
with a boy that I had just met, but another part of me was very curious
about what this movie would be like. I assumed that it was going to be about
couples making love together and like most of my girlfriends back home in
Montana, I wondered what it would be like to see that!
The title of the movie came onto the screen. It was called something stupid
like "Looking for Pussy" or something like that, but I am not sure exactly
because I was so stoned at the time. After the title was a bunch of credits
with some real sleazy sounding music and then the film showed the living
room of an apartment or house. Sitting in a recliner with her feet up in the
air was a beautiful girl with long black hair. She was wearing a short,
brightly colored dress and reading a magazine. She seemed to be totally into
the magazine and the camera cut to the open page she was reading. I started
giggling because I recognized the book and the article. One day, Jenny had
gotten a hold of a Playgirl magazine and it had an article about the
Chippendale male dancers. The page in the movie was from that article and it
had lots of pictures of these hunky guys, most of them not wearing any
clothes! Jenny and I spent a lot of time "studying" this article and
drooling over the photographs.
The camera showed the girl's eyes wide as she looked at the book, and she
moved one of her hands up and began to squeeze her boob through her dress.
She did that for a couple of minutes and then did the same to her other
breast. Just then the doorbell rang.
She looked annoyed at the interruption and said, "Damn!" Then she moved the
recliner to its upright position and tossed the magazine onto an end table
and stood up. She was straightening out her dress when the doorbell rang
again. "All right. All right, already, I'm coming!"
She moved to the door and opened it and standing there was a hunky, rugged
looking guy wearing a grey sweat suit and carrying a piece of paper in one
hand and a large white long haired cat in the other. The girl's expression
changed from mad to happy when she saw the cat. "Hello. I believe you lost
this cat," he said in a thick German accent. " I saw this paper in the
supermarket," he continued, showing her the paper, "and when I saw this cat
walking down the street, I thought it might be yours."
The girl took the cat from the guy. "Oh, Bobby! I've been so worried about
you!" She rubbed her face against the cat's head and the cat nuzzled her
back. "Thank you, thank you so much!" she said to the man. "Please come in."
The man came in and closed the door and followed the girl into the living
room. She put the cat down and Bobby immediately started searching around
the house to make sure nothing had changed while he was gone. "Would you
like some iced tea?" she asked the guy. "That would be nice," he said
looking at her.
"Please sit down and I'll be right back," she said smiling and then left the
room. The man sat down on the couch and a minute later the black haired girl
came back carrying a glass and her purse. She handed the glass to the boy
and started looking through her purse. "As I put on those posters, I want to
give you a reward for bringing Bobby back."
He took a sip of the iced tea and set the glass down on the table. "No, no,
please. I don't need for you to give me money. It was my pleasure," he
smiled.
She put the purse down on the floor and pouted. "But I want to give you a
reward for what you did. Isn't there anything I can give you?"
He took her small hands in his big ones. "Well, maybe there is something you
can give me." At first, the girl didn't seem to understand, but then
realized what he meant. She smiled and moved to him and sat down on his lap.
Their lips met and they began to kiss very passionately. She pulled her
mouth slightly away from his and their tongues met and licked one another.
She began to squirm around on his lap and his hand moved up and began to
massage her large breast through the thin colorful dress. Their tongues
licked and explored and the camera moved to a close-up of his hand on her
boob. He was alternating between squeezing the mound and rubbing her nipple
which was obviously poking through the cloth. He moved his hand to the other
boob and began massaging that one the same way.
Wow! They didn't waste any time in these movies! I found it exciting to
watch their passionate actions and I could feel a warmth growing between my
legs. At the same time, I could feel Chris' hand slowly moving down off of
my shoulder toward my own booby! I could feel a chill of excitement run
down my back as he began to lightly rub the front of my breast, not
squeezing at all, and my nipples began to grow and push at the cups of my
bra. I know that he could feel it too through the bra and light tee shirt
and he began to massage it through the cloth! The sensation was wild and
wicked, and I knew that I should stop him this instant, but I had never felt
anything like this before. Besides, a little petting wouldn't hurt anything,
my drug numbed mind reasoned, so I snuggled even closer to the handsome
blonde haired boy and turned my attention back to the movie.
The couple on the screen were kissing passionately while he squeezed and
fondled her breasts. Their eyes were closed, and the girl had her arms
around the guy's back, hugging him closely. The man reached behind the girl
and began to pull down the long zipper on her dress. After he had pulled it
all the way down, he took the dress off of her shoulders, leaving her nude
from the waist up. He began to massage her large naked boobies again,
squeezing them and pulling on the long nipples. She seemed to like this and
began to kiss his face and neck and running her fingers through his short
hair, urging him on. She turned from sitting sideways to straddling his
lap, the short skirt of the dress riding up even higher to reveal all of her
shapely leg.
She raised up and her boobs were right at the same level of his mouth. His
head moved forward slightly, and his long tongue began licking her nipple.
His tongue swirled around the areola, then his lips clamped onto the nipple
bud and he began to suck on it. "Oh yea, baby! Suck it! Suck my nipple!" she
chanted as she held his head tightly against her breast. He sucked first
one excited nipple then the other, and the camera cut to a different angle
showing his hands lifting up her skirt and squeezing her buttocks clad only
in a pair of blue bikini panties. The movie went back to his head, and he
was now licking all of her large boobs, his tongue leaving a wet trail in
the deep valley between the mounds. "Oh God! That's so good! Don't stop,
baby! Don't ever stop!!!"
Chris was becoming bolder now. He was squeezing and rubbing my excited boob
and he brought his other hand into to play and was did the same to its twin.
My nipples felt like they were going to poke holes right through the bra
cups, and I could feel a warmth growing and centering between my legs! I was
getting really excited, too excited! The crotch band of my panties felt wet
and I could feel my clit getting hard. I tried to squeeze my legs together
to stop the maddening feeling, but that only seemed to make things worse. I
was starting to breathe hard and I could hear Chris was also breathing kind
of heavy. I decided that I would watch a little more of the movie and then
excuse myself and go home.
In the movie, the girl now stood up and the loose useless dress dropped to
the floor, leaving her dressed only in the brief panties. The boy pulled off
his grey sweatshirt revealing a hairless muscular chest and then began to
pull down the bikinis as he said in his thick accent, "Well, I found one
pussy today, let's see if I can find another." He smiled at his try at humor
but I found it pretty corny. As he tugged the blue cloth down off of her
loins, the V between her legs was exposed and then her pubic mound which was
hairless. Now the black haired girl was totally naked and she put one leg up
on the coffee table revealing the moist lips of her vagina. She pulled the
lips apart showing her erect clitoris and the man reached out and began to
rub the hard nub. He slid off the couch and was standing on his knees on the
floor and he moved his mouth up to her naked genitals and began to lick her
hardened clit. "Mmmmmm! That feels so good! Ohhhhhhh! You make me feel so
good!!" she moaned.
His tongue was like a miniature snake, licking and probing her passion
swollen bud. She held the lips open with one hand to give him better access
and the camera pulled back to show her squeezing her own boobs with the
other hand. The camera moved back to her groin and the boy was now sticking
his tongue between the lips, deep into her vagina, probing in and out,
faster and faster. "Ohhhhh!! Oh yea! Oh yea! Fuck me with your tongue!!" she
moaned. His tongue would first spear in and out between her lips and then
move up and lick her clit, and then he moved his lips up to her hardened nub
and began to suck on it. "Oh, SHIT!" the girl panted, her free hand holding
his head tightly to her loins. "Don't stop! DON'T EVER STOP!!!"
Between Chris' hand stroking and rubbing my swollen boob and the hot scenes
playing on the TV, I was quickly losing control! I NEVER expected the movie
to be so heavy. I had heard of oral sex, but never realized how much of a
turn on it would be to watch it! A part of my dazed mind wondered what it
must feel like, but another part of me was feeling scared. My panties felt
like they were soaked, and the warmth that started earlier was now a raging
fire burning inside of me. I knew that if I didn't leave this instant I
would be lost. I turned to Chris and his face face was very close to mine.
His eyes were glassy looking and he kissed me deeply. Instead of telling him
that I was going, I was kissing him back with an equal passion! His lips
parted slightly and his tongue began to probe and prod into my mouth. I met
the advances of his oral member and my arms locked tightly around his back,
hugging him closely. My breasts were pushing against his chest and I felt
his hands moving up underneath the back of my tee shirt. He found the clasp
of my bra and he fumbled with it for a minute, and then I felt the ends open
up under my shirt! His hand moved around to the front and he lifted the cup
off of one of my breasts. Now he was able to caress my naked boob! I moaned
out loud at his touch, never expecting it to feel so good! My nipple was
pressed hotly against his palm and he gently squeezed and pulled its length.
Our mouths separated but he kept his hand under my shirt, fueling the
inferno in my loins as we turned our attention back to the movie.
The couple had now traded places. She was sitting down while he stood in
front of her. Her hands moved to the waistband of his sweat pants and she
tugged the garment down to his knees. She did the same with his brief
underwear and he kicked them off the rest of the way himself. The camera
moved around to show his dick, and I was immediately confused by what I was
seeing. I had thought that a boy was supposed to get hard to have sex, but
his organ was small and soft looking. It looked about the same as the
pictures I had seen in the Chippendale article, all wrinkled and shriveled
looking and his large testicles hung down underneath. Was this right? I
wasn't sure. I wasn't sure about anything at that moment except that I was
weak for listening to my body and not my mind, but I didn't want to lose the
wild sensations going through my body from the boy playing with my boobies.
Chris had now lifted the other cup off and was playing with first one, and
then the other, and I was going out of my mind with the feeling.
The girl held the small dick in her hand and stroked it lovingly a couple of
times and then she moved her head close and began to lick the entire thing.
She opened her mouth and put the whole cock in her mouth, her lips brushing
against his pubic hair. The camera moved in for an extreme close up and she
began to move her mouth down the shaft until just the head was between her
lips, then she took it back into her mouth, stroking him orally! She
continued doing this, in and out, in and out, and it seemed that after every
couple of strokes, she was unable to get her mouth as far down on the shaft,
and that it looked like it was getting thicker! The picture changed to the
man's face and he was sitting back with his eyes closed and a weird smile on
his face. Every so often he would make a little moaning sound and he looked
like he was in seventh heaven.
The girl was now only sucking about half of his organ. With her one hand she
was stroking the other half that wasn't in her mouth, and her other hand was
softly massaging the large testicles hanging below his dick. When she had it
deep in her mouth, I could see the outline of his rod outlined in her cheek.
Then she took it all the way out and my eyes nearly popped out of my
head! The small soft dick that she had started licking was now enormous! It
stood straight out from his loins, curving a little bit upwards at the end.
There were several large blue veins running down the length, and it was
shiny and wet from her saliva. That couldn't be the same guy as before. It
wasn't possible for a guy to grow that much, was it? But it was, for the
camera pulled to a full length view and that gigantic thing was sticking
straight out from his loins, actually looking even bigger (if that was
possible) in proportion to his body! He grinned and stroked it a couple of
times, then helped to the girl to her feet and kissed her passionately while
he squeezed her buns and she rubbed his dick.
The pot made my mind sluggish, but I knew that I was in trouble! It wasn't
so much that I was worried about controlling Chris and making him stop but
instead I was more scared that I wasn't in control of myself! I knew that I
had to stop him now, or I never would, but I couldn't bring myself to lose
the wild and new sensations I was experiencing. Chris was no longer paying
much attention to the movie. He had pushed my white shirt up and now the
two layers of cloth, my bra and shirt, sat uselessly around my neck, my body
exposed front the waist up. He gasped as my proud swollen titties came into
view, the nipples hard and pointing straight out from my light pink areolas.
He was squeezing and massaging the warm mounds and I could feel my heart
beating so hard, I thought it was going to burst through my chest. His hand
moved down to the junction of my legs directly to the growing wet spot and
he began to rub up and down, sending deliciously wicked shivers through my
body. "Oh, God," I moaned softly, my own passion surging out of control!
Encouraged, he moved his mouth to the erect nipple bud, and began to softly
suck on it, like a child drawing milk from its mother. I thought I was going
to die if I didn't get some relief soon. The room seemed to have grown much
hotter, the heat seeming to center between my legs, and his hand there was
rubbing frantically at my genitals through the pants. I unconsciously
closed my legs together, trapping his hand there, and sending waves of
passion through my body. I tried to distract myself and turned my attention
back to the movie.
The German sounding man was now sitting on the couch completely nude, his
huge organ standing straight up from his lap. The girl moved onto the
couch, straddling him, her long shapely legs on either side of his body. She
lifted up and reached behind and underneath herself and held his dick while
she positioned her pussy directly over the head. She lowered her body
slightly and the camera moved in for another close up of their genitals. She
parted her lips with the huge mushroom shaped head and then moved her hand
away as she lowered her body onto his dick! She moved down lower until half
of his man flesh was in her body. "Oh, yea, Baby! That feels good!! OH,
YES!!!" She began to move up until only the head was in her and then back
down again.
His hands grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed them hard, pulling them apart
and exposing the small puckered mouth of her anus. Up and down, up and down,
while she moaned loudly with the movement. From another angle, it showed
her titties right at the same level as his mouth, and he began to suck on
them while they made love. Her hands held his head close to her chest and
her mouth was slightly open, her eyes closed tight as she was lost in the
passion. I could easily identify with SOME of what she must have been
feeling as Chris continued sucking on MY own titties and rubbing me between
my legs.
Back in a close-up of their joined genitals, she was bouncing up and down on
his cock like mad. His index finger moved over to her bung hole and he
quickly wormed it in to the first knuckle! Her moans got even louder as he
began to move his finger in and out of her in the same rhythm as his dick,
which was now even deeper in her pussy! "OH GOD YES!!! OH GOD!!! I'M
CUMMING!! I'M CUMMING!!!" she screamed out.
I was shocked out of the lewd scene I was viewing by Chris guiding my hand
slowly to his loins. He had without my realizing it opened the top button
and zipper on his jeans, and he moved my hand on to the bulge in his exposed
white briefs. He moved my fingers so that my hand was lightly gripping his
dick, and encouraged me to rub it up and down gently. I could make out the
shape of his dick through the cotton cloth, the hard shaft and bulging,
spongy feeling head and he groaned as I moved my hand farther down, feeling
the soft sack of his balls underneath. He was still licking and sucking on
my titties, covering every square inch of them with his mouth and his hands
now moved to the waistband of my white pants, the only thing left protecting
my innocence!. His fingers wormed their way under the waistband and moved
lower over my brief panties until they found the hot junction between my
thighs. Instead of stopping there, he kept going lower to the legband of my
panties, and I almost jumped off the couch as his fingers pulled the elastic
material away from my skin and moved underneath to touch my nearly hairless
pussy.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" I kept breathing as he found my dripping slit and he very softly
pushed his fingertip in there!! Without realizing it, I was rubbing his
pulsating organ even faster while he fingered me, and then wanting to make
him feel good too and not caring any more about what I was doing, I reached
into the top of his shorts and pulled his hard dick out. I explored his now
naked organ with my hand, surprised at how hard and hot it felt. There was a
tiny drop of fluid at the small slit in the head, and I rubbed the warm
liquid all over the glans making him squirm too! Chris' hand had moved up
slightly and found the erect nub of my hardened clitty, and he began to rub
it driving me crazy with lust. I could hear the girl in the movie now
screaming out another orgasm, and I looked up to see what was going on
there.
The couple was now standing up. She was bent over at the waist, her hands
holding onto the arms of the sofa. The boy was behind her, screwing her from
behind, his humungous organ now sliding almost all the way into her pussy.
I compared his long rod of flesh with Chris', and was relieved that the
blonde haired boy was nowhere near as big. Heck, I don't think I could ever
take that monster inside of me! He was moving faster and faster, each time
his dick went in, her large titties shook and then he would immediately pull
back out. The short haired man suddenly pulled his cock out of her and began
to stroke it himself while the girl sat down again on the couch. He moved
close to her face and she started licking his man flesh while he kept on
stroking it. There was enough room for her hand on it as well, and she began
rubbing it while she kissed the thick head. The organ seemed to swell even
thicker and then he began to shoot his hot cum in her mouth, on her face. It
seemed like he kept cumming forever, her face becoming a white mess of his
seed, and then she sucked on his softening dick some more.
Chris stood up, his jeans falling down to his knees, and pulled his shirt
off. He pushed his shorts down and kicked them and his pants and shoes off
in one move. He was so handsome, his thin hairless chest and flat stomach,
and below that his reddened hard dick sticking out from his also nearly
hairless loins, his balls hanging softly below. He helped me to my feet and
while he helped me out of my pants and panties, I pulled the useless shirt
and bra off and threw them to the floor. Oh, God help me, we were both naked
as jaybirds. He kissed me and hugged me tightly, my hard nipples pushing
into his chest, and between us I could feel his rod pressing into my exposed
groin! My pussy was so wet that I could feel the juices dripping down the
inside of my legs as we embraced.
Then he reached down and lifted up on the seat of the sofa. The entire
cushion lifted up and the back tilted down flat and I heard a click. God, he
had nice buns, I thought as I watched him. He lowered the seat and the back
stayed flat, and the sofa became some kind of bed! He guided me down and I
lay back. The blonde haired boy pushed my legs up until my knees were nearly
touching my hard nipples, and the entire plain of my loins was spread wide
open and exposed. Chris lay between my wantonly spread legs and my thighs
rested on his shoulders. He reached between us, holding his dick, and using
the head like a wedge, parted the lips of my pussy. But he didn't try to
stick it in right away. Instead, he rubbed the bulbous head up and down my
soaked slit, and when the head of his cock rubbed against my hard clitty, I
almost jumped again!! He continued that for a little while. It felt so good,
making me relax and then he positioned the head at the opening of my virgin
vagina.
He pushed a little and the throbbing organ went in about an inch. It felt
like I was being split apart. I wondered if his dick had grown more because
it felt a lot bigger in me as the vaginal walls were pushed open. He was
stopped by the barrier of my hymen and he pulled back a little and then
forward again, this time a little harder, but still was unable to break
through. He tried again but the pesky thing didn't seem to want to give! I
knew he was trying to be very gentle for my sake, but he was getting very
frustrated as he attempted a fourth time, only to be stopped again! "Shit!"
he muttered and pulled back once more. This time, with a powerful pushing of his
hips, his dick ripped through the thin membrane and sunk all the way into my
pussy! "AAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!" I screamed out loud as the white hot pain tore
through my loins like a knife! I had expected it to hurt but nothing could
have prepared me for the agony I was feeling! He held very still, not moving
at all and asked, "Are you okay, April?" Of course I wasn't okay. My insides
had just been torn apart and it felt like a railroad tie was buried deep
inside my body! But his warm hard chest lying on top of my breasts felt
good, and he lightly kissed my tear stained cheeks and then my lips, and the
pain between my legs was starting to ebb away, being replaced by the wanting
and passion I felt earlier. There was only a dull aching throb now and a raw
feeling deep inside me as the long haired boy waited patiently for me. I
nodded my head yes, and he smiled and very very slowly pulled his hard organ
out of me.
He withdrew his swollen cock to the tip, and then starting pushing it back
inside, not stopped by anything this time, until it was again buried to the
hilt. He repeated that again and again, each time a little faster, and it
began to feel good, VERY GOOD! He kissed me again and this time it was MY
tongue that shot into his mouth, exploring the oral cavity of my new
classmate as my hands held his head tightly. His organ was moving in and out
with a regular rhythm and his balls were slapping against my upturned ass
cheeks. It felt so different, so much better then the few times that I had
played with myself!
Chris lowered my legs off of his shoulders to the sofa-bed and raised up to
a push up position. The angle of his pistoning rod changed and the shaft was
now rubbing deliciously on my excited clit sending new waves of pleasure
coursing through my body! I could never have even dreamed that this kind of
wild pleasure was possible as I began to moan. The sound seemed to encourage
him and he began to saw in and out of me even faster then before. I looked
down between our bodies and I could see his organ sliding all the way in
until it was completely buried and then back out almost all the way! It made
a wet squishy sound as it moved in my drenched pussy. His shaft was wet and
glistening from my secretions and both our bodies were covered with sweat
from our love making! I knew that if he kept this up that I was going to
cum!
My legs moved up and my ankles locked onto the backs of his thighs, urging
him on. I tried to move and match his tempo, up, down, up, down and that
made him moan and he was moving even faster! A little more, I kept thinking,
a little more and I would cum deliriously! But suddenly he screamed out, "OH
SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! I'M CUMMING, APRIL!!!" I felt his rod swell up even bigger
as he screwed in and out me like a jack hammer and then I could feel it
begin to shoot his white hot cream deep inside me! He stroked in and out a
few more times and then collapsed on top of me as I felt his dick rapidly
deflating. I had a feeling of loss and frustration. I was so close to my own
glorious orgasm, but now I would be denied! It just wasn't fair!
We lay there together for a few minutes, our breathing slowly returning to
normal. And then he pulled his soft flaccid dick out of me, stood up, and
then helped me to my feet. The pain I felt earlier was returning and I was a
little unsteady standing, but he held me close and we hugged and kissed a
little more. I asked him where the bathroom was and he pointed to a door and
I went in and tried to clean up the swamp between my legs.
When I came back out, Chris had already gotten dressed and had a bottle of
cleaner and some rags and was trying to clean off the sofa which was covered
with a combination of sweat, my juices, his cum, and blood! Fortunately, the
cloth was treated with some kind of coating like Scotchguard, so it wasn't
too bad to get out. I began to pull on my clothes. I was very sore and it
wasn't easy to do, and he helped me fasten my bra. It was kind of a funny
feeling, having a boy help me dress, but he was very sweet about the whole
thing. I felt like I needed to get out of there quickly, go home and maybe
take a bath. I kissed him lightly on the cheek, muttered something about
seeing him in school tomorrow and left. I had a lot of things to think
about!
The next day, Chris and I had lunch together. He was worried about me, but I
really didn't want to talk about it then. He asked me out on a date on
Saturday, but I told him that I needed some time to think and he said that
he understood and would not bring it up again until I was ready.
Over the next week I thought a lot about what had happened. Okay, I wasn't a
virgin any more. Heck, I could live with that. But the mixture of feelings I
was experiencing was really confusing. I wished that Mom was still alive so
that I could get her opinion. She was the type of person that you could talk
to about anything, although I'm not so sure how she would have reacted to
this piece of news! I was mad, though not so much at Chris but rather at
myself. I couldn't really blame him. I never tried to stop him, I never even
once said no! I was mad at myself for not being in control of myself or the
situation. That didn't happen very often. I usually was a take charge kind
of girl...I knew what I wanted and I went after it, but this time I was
totally out of control! I was also very frustrated! I was so close to
cumming, but then denied this pleasure. I honestly also wanted to try making
love again, but I was afraid of losing control or ending up even more
frustrated then before! After a couple of days, the pain between my legs was
pretty much gone and I tried playing with myself. I was able to cum, but it
wasn't the same intense feelings I had experienced with Chris!
I was also worried that he would be bragging to his friends about his
conquest. That happened to a girl back home and within a day, the whole
school knew about it! She was so embarrassed. She was bothered by every boy
in the school asking her out or worse, making lewd gestures and bold come
ons to her. But if he did boast to his friends, they must have not spread it
around for no one seemed to know what happened on the first day of school.
Chris kept to his word and didn't pressure me about going out or anything.
We had lunch together every day, gabbing away about everything under the
sun, sometimes not having enough time to finish our meals. I really liked
him and I think that he felt the same way about me. At least I hoped so.
I was still undecided about what to do when something happened last week
that helped me make up my mind! My big brother Davey promised to help me
with my homework after dinner. It had been really hot and sticky all day and
I told him that I wanted to take a quick shower because I felt so grundgy.
After the shower, I couldn't find a clean nightgown so I put on one of my
old slips. It was a little tight, especially on top, but I wasn't going
anywhere, and heck, he was my brother. He had seen me in a slip before. No
big deal, right?
Well, I went back in the living room and sat down and started drying my
hair, and Davey started acting real weird! I didn't know what was bugging
him, and he said that nothing was wrong. But then I noticed the huge bulge
in his shorts that he kept trying to hide by crossing and uncrossing his
legs (which wasn't doing anything to hide it, by the way!) Was he turned on
by me? Then I realized that my legs were spread slightly apart and from
where he was sitting he could probably see all the way up my slip! I quickly
closed my legs tightly, but I felt so bad for him. He must miss his
girlfriend Michelle a lot. I almost wanted to reach out and touch that giant
bulge, but I couldn't. He was my brother!! But the whole incident made me
think. I had the ability to turn on a boy, even my own brother and not
really even try to do so. I could do ANYTHING I wanted if I was in control.
I decided right then and there that I was going to try going to bed with
Chris again. But this time it would be different! This time I was going to
call the shots.
It took me almost a week though, to get enough nerve to tell Chris. Today at
school I told him that I would like to come over his house again and when I
did, his face lit up! I told him that I was going to go home first and do a
couple of things, and then I would be over. He said no problem!
So today was the day, I thought as I walked up the driveway at his house. On
the outside, I was cool and collected, but on the inside, I was a bundle of
nerves!