Mistis' Adventures NEW Part 4
Mary had stood, and sat, there, listening to the stories each of the others had told, but Paula was consumed by curiosity, from her Mother's remarks. She had waited until there was a break in the conversation, and looked at her Mom. "What did you mean by "the way I was raised, it was normal for k**s to have sex with each other", and "I thought it was normal for Fathers to fuck their daughters?"
Mary could feel the eyes of everyone shifting to her. "I mean that it happened so much, that hardly anyone thought about it, unless the daughter was being abused, or forced into something." she replied. "There was a lot of it where we were when I was a c***d. After all, it was the 60's and the sexual revolution was in full swing. It was a time of "If it feels good, then do it!!!" Paula looked at her Mom, and raised her eyebrow. "C'mon, Mom. You can do better than that. It's bean spilling time. Let's hear the story behind those remarks." Mary knew that she was "on the spot" and wasn't going to get out of it, either. Paula had heard some of the things when they visited her Grandparents, and talked to people who had been their neighbors at the time. Mary resigned herself to tell her the whole thing, and, since everyone else was telling tales out of school, she might as well give them HER story. She took a deep breath, letting it out, slowly and told them, "If any of you need a refill, now is the time. It's quite a story."
She sat back against the tree, and told them, "To begin with, I grew up kind of suddenly. I had boobs when I was only 10 years old, and hair on my puss when I was shy of my 11th birthday. I had my first period when I was still sporting a bald puss. Scared the shit out of me. Mama told me that it was normal, even though most girls started much later than that. Some, few, started earlier, but not many. She told me about a girl that she had known, that was only 8 years old when she had her first period, and another girl that was fully developed when she was only 9. It was something to do with their hormones that caused it. They would, most likely, go through the "change" much earlier, too. She sat me down and told me all about the "facts of life," and how women change, not only physically, but mentally. She told me that it might get to where I cried easier over little things, and I might start to look at men and boys a bit differently, and even, possibly, fall in love. If I found myself with something that I didn't understand, to come see her, or go and talk with Aunt Millie. She was our next door neighbor, and Mom's best friend. She was married to Uncle Charlie, who was Pop's best friend. The four of them were ALWAYS together."
"Mom and Dad worked for the city, and had to be at work at 5 in the morning, and were off during the week. I stayed in Aunt Millie and Uncle Charlie's house almost as much as I slept at home. I even had my own room.They had a son, Jimmy, that was a few years younger than me, and followed me around all the time. They had a daughter but she was only a baby. SHE was only 3 or 4. I was only 13, and Aunt Millie's Dad got hurt, or sick, or something, and she had to go and help to take care of her Mom and Dad. I was always over there, and didn't think anything about running around the house naked, in front of them. I had been doing it all my life. They were another Mom and Dad to me, and Jimmy was still little, or so I thought."
"Aunt Millie wet to her folks house, and took the baby, and left Uncle Charlie and Jimmy at home. Mom and Dad were working doubles a lot, and Uncle Charlie worked late many nights, too. I was there to take care of Jimmy. I could cook and keep the house clean, and take care of him, too. All I had to do was to tell him to do something, and he would do it. Aunt Millie said he acted better for me than he did for HER."
"It was early summer, and it had been HOT!!! I was always wearing shorts and a T-shirt, or a halter top. I didn't care for tank tops. I had used most of the ones I had at their house, and hadn't washed any clothes, yet. Dad told me that if he came home late that night, to stay with Jimmy until Uncle Charlie got there, and then to go ahead and spend the night. I could wash the clothes the next day. Mom had given me an extra 5 dollars on my allowance for helping her so much. I was RICH!!! I was getting a whole 10 dollars a week."
Uncle Charlie came home and it was after 9 at night, and I had cooked supper for us and him, and given Jimmy his bath, watched him brush his teeth, and tucked him in. He always wanted me to kiss him "Good Night." When Uncle Charlie got home, he went straight up and checked on Jimmy, and I put out his supper for him. We sat there and talked, while he ate, and when he finished, I took his dishes and cleaned them, and he went upstairs, and took a bath, so he could go to bed."
I did what was needed, and it wasn't late, so I went in Aunt Millie's bathroom, and took a shower, and used HER shampoo to wash my hair. It was all sweaty like the rest of me was. I looked in the bedroom and made sure that Jimmy was asleep, and went to get some clothes to sleep in, but all I had was a pair of panties. I looked over on the bed and one of Aunt Millie's nighties was there. Uncle Charlie had known that I didn't have anything to sleep in, so he got me one of hers. We were about the same size, since I had developed, and he knew that we traded clothes sometimes. My boobs were a bit smaller, and she was still a little taller than me, but otherwise..."
I had worn a towel to go take my shower, and I took it off, and was looking at myself in the mirrors. Aunt Millie had full-length mirrors in all the bedrooms. I used the mirror on the dresser to look into the big one, so I could see what I looked like from the back. I was looking at my butt, and wishing it was just a tad larger, and heard something. I turned to look at the door, and it was Jimmy. He was standing there, looking at me, naked. I didn't want to make a fuss, and asked what he needed. He just had to go pee, and had heard me in my bedroom. He just wanted to give me a hug. I hugged him, and he went to the bathroom, and came back into my room. I still hadn't dressed, and he looked at me and asked if he could feel my boobs. I told him it was okay, and he touched them, then squeezed them, and told me that mine were softer than his Mom's, and that I had as much hair, and maybe even more, between my legs. His Mom had been putting him in the bathtub with her, and telling him about where babies came from. She had showed him her hole, and explained that babies got milk from their Mother's breasts for food. She had told him that she would tell him more as time went by.
I got curious, and asked if my body looked anything like his Mom's, and he told me the two things, and that her butt was a little bigger, and very soft. He hugged me then, and told me he loved me, and I was his big sister. I kissed him, and sent him back to bed. I put my panties on and then the nightie that Uncle Charlie got for me. I remember that it was pale yellow, and was totally sheer. It didn't hide ANYTHING!"
The wind was up, and I went downstairs to the living room, and turned on the TV, so I could watch the weather report. They had been talking about the chance of storms for a few days. I saw, first thing, the weatherman telling about a "SEVERE THUNDERSTORM" warning for us. He said it was high winds, hail to the size of golf balls, heavy rain, and a possibility of a tornado. I was uneasy, before, but, now I was SCARED!!! I watched the rest of the report, and turned off the TV, and instead of sleeping on the couch, like I had thought, I went up and went into my bedroom. Jimmy was right across the hall, and Uncle Charlie was in the bedroom next door."
Paula giggled. "It almost sounds like we asked you what time it was, and you're telling us how to build a clock. When do we get to hear something?" Mary smiled at her daughter. "Patience, my love. Have a little patience. I'm getting to the good part in just a little bit. Just hang on and you'll hear what you want to hear." She took another deep breath, and let it out, as if to quiet the butterflies in her stomach. She WAS nervous. She hadn't thought about this episode in her life for a long time.
"ANYWAY!!! I got in my bed, and pulled the covers over my head, and was shaking. As I was coming up the stairs, the rain had hit, and the hail, too. It sounded VERY loud. The hail hitting the roof and walls, sounded like rocks hitting it instead. Storms scared the Bejesus out of me, and this one was BAD! Some of our family had been killed in a tornado, and the thought of one hitting just scared me to no end. I was crying, and wet my panties, too. I took them off, and ran into Uncle Charlie's bedroom. Having him hold me was all I could think of, so that's what I did. I ran in and jumped into his bed. I lifted the covers and scooted as close to him as I could, and pulled his arm, and the covers over me, and lay there, shaking."
Uncle Charlie was asleep, and didn't know I was there. He must have been having a dream, because getting into the bed had worked my nightie up and around my boobs, so I was naked from there down. I felt something touching me around my butt, and reached back to see what it was. It was UNCLE CHARLIE!!! He was getting hard, and his dick was going to the crack in my butt. I didn't want to wake him up, so I raised one leg, and moved him a little. When I lowered my leg, it must have felt like something else, though. He kept getting harder and harder, and pushing in more and more. I raised my leg, again, to move his dick, and I felt it touching between my legs. The next thing I knew, he was going inside of me, and fucking me. It felt, at first, like I had had an ant to bite me, but then it began to feel good, then it began to feel REAL good. I was enjoying what it felt like to be fucked. He was still asleep, and didn't wake up until he started to cum. He pulled me to him, and pushed his dick REAL deep, and I could feel it going into my hole. He woke up, then, and saw what had happened. He got REAL worried, and I told him that it was okay, and that I had liked what he did to me. He told me that it would have to be OUR secret. I told him that I wouldn't say anything, IF he would do me some more. He smiled at me and said "OKAY!" He fucked me two more times, THAT night, and a couple of times every night I stayed with him, until Aunt Millie came home. SHE was gone for two more weeks."
I took care of both houses, so Mom wouldn't have to do anything when she got home, and made sure that THEIR house was kept straight, too. Uncle Charlie asked how much I was getting for my allowance, and gave me the same as Mom and Dad were giving me. I was now getting 20 dollars a week. Only one boy was getting more than me. His Dad ran the bank, and he got 30 dollars a week, but his Dad made him put 20 dollars into savings for his college."
Jimmy came to my room, most nights, and kissed and hugged me, and told me that I was HIS big sister, and that he loved me. We got MUCH closer. He told me that his Dad had a picture of me that he looked at when no one was around. He had sneaked it out and looked at it a couple of times, but all it was, was a picture that his Dad had taken of me through my bedroom window. He told me that I was naked, and that you could see everything. He said that his Dad called me a "little hottie." Then he took me to the garage, and got the picture, and showed it to me. I liked the way I looked. It was a VERY good picture of me. I asked Jimmy if he knew where the camera was, and he did. We went up to Uncle Charlie's bedroom, and he took a bunch of pictures of me. They were Polaroids, and I put them back, where the first picture was at, with a note, telling him he could have all the pussy pictures of me that he could ever want. ALL HE had to do was to tell me. I went to the store and bought two more packages of film for the camera."
"When Aunt Millie came home, she asked me if I enjoyed having Uncle Charlie fuck me. I was SHOCKED!!! I asked how she knew, and she told me that Jimmy had told her that my boobs were almost as soft as hers, but, that I had more hair around my pussy than she did. Then she showed me the pictures that I took for him. Jimmy had showed them to HER. I was sick to my stomach, I was so scared. She kissed me, and asked if I wanted him to fuck me all the time. I told her I did, and that he made me feel SO GOOD, when he fucked me. She laughed, and told me that he did the same to her. They had bought the camera so they could take pictures of each other."
After that, I started letting the boys I went to school with, fuck me. I wanted to know if they could make me feel the same way. A few of them did, but only a few. I got a reputation, and more and more of the boys wanted some pussy from me, so I was getting fucked quite a bit."
A few years went by, and I was getting fucked by several boys, and Uncle Charlie. I wanted some things and asked my Mom where they were. She told me that they were in one of the big trunks in the basement, but she didn't know which one. I would have to find them for myself. I went and started looking for the stuff I wanted, and inside one of the trunks, was a box, that was taped shut. I got it open, and it was a bunch of photo albums. I looked at the pictures, and all of them were of Mom and Dad, as THEY were fucking, and Uncle Charlie and Aunt Millie fucking, too. Then I saw pictures of Dad fucking Aunt Millie, and more of Uncle Charlie fucking my Mom. I started looking at the dates that were written on them. They had been swapping since I was 4 years old. I had never known."
"Not too long after that, I came home from school, early, and sat my books on the kitchen table, and was getting something to drink, from the icebox. It was only 2 in the afternoon. I usually got home at around 4. I tiptoed to the door and looked into the living room, and watched while Dad ate Aunt Millie's pussy, and started fucking her, and, at the same time, Mom was sucking Uncle Charlie's dick, then he started fucking HER! I stood there for a little more, watching, but I was getting wet. I stepped back, and took all my clothes off, and walked in where they could se ME. It took a few minutes for them to notice me, and when they did, I just asked, "Is everybody having fun?" They started laughing, and asking how long I had known. From then on, I was a part of the fun. Dad and Uncle Charlie both fucked me many times."
"I graduated from High School, and started college in the fall. I was majoring in Accounting, and working for a minor in Business Administration. There was this boy in three of my classes that was the cutest thing I had ever seen. The only problem was that he was SHY. I did everything I could think of to get him to notice me, or speak to me, even. Finally, I decided to take things into my own hands. I told him I wanted his help on some problems, and we could go to the cafeteria for something to drink. It was the only place on campus where the boys and girls could go to be together. I even offered to buy the Cokes. I unbuttoned my blouses more than I ever had, and he looked, but he never said anything for a couple of weeks."
He, on top of everything else, had a panel truck, and some of the girls had looked in the back, and said it had a mattress, and LOTS of pillows. They said it was a sex wagon, if they had ever seen one. It was a deep blue, that was almost black, and had white canvas curtains on the sides and the back. I looked in and saw speakers for the radio, up high, and decided that I was going to be his guest in it, or die trying. We got busy that afternoon, and missed supper in the Dining Hall, so he offered to take me to get something to eat. We went to a Sonic down the street from the college, and got some of the best cheese coneys with onions, I had ever eaten. And some delicious Cokes. We sat and talked and had a good time, and I asked why he had never taken me out, before. He told me that he figured that someone who looked like me, had guys lined up to ask her out. I kissed HIM, and thanked him for the compliment, but also told him that this was the first time I had been out with a boy since I had been there."
I also told him that I had seen his truck many times, and thought it was BEAUTIFUL! THEN, I asked if he would mind giving me a good ride in it. It had felt so good on the way here, and he offered to take me for a ride, over by a big lake close by. THIS was more than I had hoped for, and I told him "YES!!!"
"We went to the lake, and I told him about a place the other girls had told me about, and he knew where it was, but had never been to it. He took me to the place, and we sat there, talking, and I asked if he would like to take a walk with me. THIS was the hardest I had EVER worked to get a boy to fuck me. We got out and walked down to the water, and I told him that the water looked so nice, and that I wished we could take a swim. He laughed and asked if I had ever been skinny dipping. I told him that I had, BUT, only with other girls. He said he would turn his back, until I got in the water, and I agreed. I ADMIT!!! I WAS LYING THROUGH MY TEETH!!! I NEVER HAD ANY INTENTIONS OF NOT LETTING HIM SEE ME NAKED!!! He turned around, and I stripped off. I got almost to the water, and yelled, "OUCH!!!" and he turned around. I was jumping up and down on one foot, and holding the other. I had stepped on something, and it felt like it was stuck in my foot. He went and turned on his headlights, and I was in the spotlight. He could see EVERYTHING, PERFECTLY!!!"
"I put my arm around his neck, and he put his arm around my waist, but the way I was, his hand was on my butt. He opened the back of his truck, and helped me to sit down, on the tailgate, and he looked at my foot. I had it up where he couldn't help but to look at my pussy, at the same time. Before long, he had helped me into the back of his truck, and was in it with me. He had just finished taking HIS clothes off, too, when I yelled. We stayed there almost all night, and I got laid three times. He had wanted to ask me out, but was too shy. I told him that he didn't need to be, and that I had been planning a way to get him to take me out, and do just what we had been doing. I had wanted him to split my fuzz so much, that I was ready to attack HIM. We went out many more times, and he offered to stencil my name inside his truck. I had a better idea, though. THAT was for him to fuck me inside of it, as much as he wanted. HE liked MY idea, MUCH more. We went together all through college, and got married a week before we graduated. We came here, and started a business, and haven't looked back. It has been the happiest 28 years of my life. I HOPE he is just as happy with me. I encouraged him to lay other women, and he enjoys watching me with other men, so I think we have it better than most"
"HE had been drafted and went in the Army, straight out of High School, and was sent to Korea. He was also sent to Japan for a little bit. He never said much about it, so I asked him if he had tried any of the "Fortune Nookie," while he was there. He said he was too busy most of the time, but had had SOME fun in both places. He told me more about them both over time, and answered all the questions asked him. I was convinced that he was being totally honest with me, and it made me fall more in love with him."
"There's MY story, but we haven't heard a peep from our lovely hostess. HOW ABOUT IT, SWEETIE? Is YOUR tale a happy or sad one?" Misti grinned at her. "MY life is VERY happy, except for the time between when I met Michael, and the time he asked me to marry him."
"I was an only c***d like Mary. My Father was a very successful businessman, and my Mother was a stay at home Mom. She found out, three years after I was born, that she couldn't have any more babies, so I was given all of their love. People were always talking about how good her cooking was, and she took her time about teaching me the little things to make it such. She also was very graceful, and could dance like a dream. She saw me trying to dance like she did, and asked me if I wanted to learn. I told her that I did, and her teacher lived just down the street from us, so she got her teacher to teach me, as well. I loved doing the intricate, and sometimes, complicated, steps, to the folk dances, and she said I might be even MORE graceful than my Mother. I worked hard, and her and My Mother showed me things that I thought would be impossible for me to do, but I kept on until I had learned to do them well. I was dancing at gatherings from the time I was 8 years old. I wanted MORE, though. There was another lady, fairly nearby, and she taught me something she called ballet. I had to watch the TV to see much of it. And the beautiful clothes they wore. It looked like they were wearing clouds. I went to her for a few years, and studied more, but she told me that I had done everything SHE could teach me, and that I would have to go to a school in Bangkok, to learn more." I was 13 by then, and was still a virgin. I knew what my Mom and Dad did, with each other, and with other people, and asked my Mother if it was fun. She told me that she enjoyed it, and loved for other people to watch her while she was doing it. THEN she asked if I wanted to do the same things. I told her that I DID!!!"
"She had sent me to the market for some things she needed, and when I came back, the boy next door to us, who also visited us many times, was there, and they were waiting for me to return. I put the things in the kitchen, and my Father called me back, and told me to sit down. They wanted to talk to me. I sat in the floor, to listen to what they had to say, and they asked me if I knew the boy. I told them that I did. Then my Father asked if I liked him. I told them, YES, I liked him VERY MUCH! Then they asked if I had seen him, or if he had seen me, naked. I told them I had seen him peeing a few times, but never all the way naked, and that he had watched me take a shower a few times, as well, but had only used a towel to dry my back a few of those times. He had NOT touched my bare skin, though. My Father said that that was good, but that was going to change, today."
He told me to go into his and Mom's bedroom, and take off all my clothes, spread the sleeping mat, and lay down on it. I, for the life of me, couldn't understand what was going to happen, but, my Father wouldn't tell me to do anything that would hurt me. Next week was to be my 15th birthday, and they had promised me a BIG surprise. One that would change my life, so I did what my Father had told me to do."
"I went in and spread the mat on their bed, and took all my clothes off. I felt a little shy, but my Mother came in and told me that only the three of them would see me, unless I chose, at another time, to let someone see me. She climbed on the bed, after taking all HER clothes off, too. She said she wanted me to be comfortable, and that this was the best way she could do it. The boy had already seen HER completely naked, several times. My Father and the boy came in, and my Father nodded to him, and they both took all THEIR clothes off, too. It was the first time I had seen the boy completely naked. HE was VERY handsome, and well built. ALMOST as well as my Father. He was VERY handsome, and very strong. HE had studied fighting, as a younger man, and worked out all the time."
Mother was sitting beside of me, and Father sat on the other side of me. They gave me a pillow for my head, and got another pillow, and laid it beside me. They said it would be used in a short bit. Father told the boy to get between my knees, and for me to pull my legs up until my feet could sit flat on the bed, so I did what he was telling me. Mother went and touched different parts of her body, and then touched the same part of MY body, and explained what it was for. She, first, pointed to my breasts, and my nipples, and explained that they were not only lovely to look at, but were used to feed a baby, after it had been born. Then she touched my tummy, and went on to touch everything on my body, and tell me how it was meant to be used. She took a mirror, and told me to look inside my vagina, and look at the tiny piece of skin there. She held me open until I saw it, and explained that all girls have one, and that it tells people that she is a virgin, and has never had sex. It was very small, and had three tiny holes in it. She said I was looking at the right thing. Then she asked if I minded if I didn't have it any more, after today. I told her that I didn't know that I had it in the first place, so why would I mind if it was gone. They thought that I had said something funny, and laughed."
My Mother told me that the boy was going to kiss me, but not the way that I knew. He was going to kiss me between my legs. If I enjoyed it, I should tell him I did, and if I wanted to make a noise, while he was kissing me, that it was okay, too. He leaned down and kissed the insides of my thighs a few times, and his hands were massaging my butt. Then I felt him kissing between my lags, and, at first, it felt cool, but soon started to tickle a little. A bit more and I felt like I had something warm inside of me, and he just kept on kissing me. Soon, I groaned. It felt so GOOD, and made me feel warm inside. It also felt like I had something swelling up inside of me. After a bit more, it felt like a balloon popping and I had to yell. It felt WONDERFUL!!! I got the same feeling a few more times, and the boy kissed the insides of my thighs, again. My Mother told me to sit up and turn to where I could lean down and take his thingy in my mouth, and suck on it, very gently. I did. It wasn't that big when I started, but it was growing. After a while, they told me to take his two things under his thing, and suck, even MORE gently, and lick up and down his bigger thing. Then they told me the names of them were his cock, and his balls. A man's balls were VERY tender, and easy to hurt, so be especially careful how you treat them. I did as they had told me, with my Mother taking my place to show me how to do some of the things even better. When I did them well, she would lean over and kiss my cheek, and tell me that someday I would make other men VERY happy. I was glad that my Mother approved of the way I was doing. It made me proud of myself."
I sucked on his cock, and before much longer, I felt it moving, on its own, and he was shooting something inside my mouth. My Mother and my Father told me to swallow it, but to keep a bit of it inside my mouth. I did, and when he had finished, they told me to spit it into my hand, and look at it. I did, It was a funny sort of white, like a pearl, and it was slick. It was a little bit salty, but not to where it was unpleasant. It had a bit of a smell to it, like a fish, or a clam. It was very slick, and warm. My Mother told me that when a man put this inside a woman's body, it could give her a baby, unless she was taking some medicine, or cleaned herself very well. Then she told me that I should clean him, with my tongue and lips, and lay back down, so he could do the same thing for me. I did as she said, and lay down. He did as she said, as well, and she told me that I should kiss him on the lips, and tell him "Thank You, for making me feel so good. I was VERY glad to do THAT! He had made me feel just wonderful. I almost felt like crying at how good I was feeling." Mother an I went outside to the shower, and she tool a bottle of stuff and told me to squat down and squeeze the bottle until all the liquid had gone inside of me. I did that, and she filled the bottle four more times, with me putting them inside of me, until the last one came out as clear as it had gone inside of me. Then she told me that, if I wanted, that I could dress, or, I could stay naked until my new lover had gone to HIS house. I was enjoying the free feeling of being naked, so Mother and I both went in the same way. Our guest, MY LOVER, stayed long enough to visit a bit more, and then we both kissed him, and he left."
My Father asked if I felt any pain, there at the first, and I told him it was a tiny sharp pain, like I had stuck myself with a needle, but it was gone faster than I would have thought, and was nothing left, but the slight full feeling, and the pleasure, of him inside of me. He told me that, if I wanted, I could invite the boy over to spend the night with me, doing the same things. Mother would take me to the Apothicary, to get the medicine, so I wouldn't get pregnant, tomorrow. I kissed him, for the first time, on the lips, and told him that I wanted him, with Mother's permission, to be my first lover. Mother kissed me, and told me that she would be glad to share him with me. That night he made love to me four times, and it was even better than the first, with the other boy."
I had many lovers over the years, and put on many shows, but the best I've had in my life, is still Michael. I will never get tired of the way he loves me, or the things he makes me feel. Yo ME, he is the perfect man."
Mary could feel the eyes of everyone shifting to her. "I mean that it happened so much, that hardly anyone thought about it, unless the daughter was being abused, or forced into something." she replied. "There was a lot of it where we were when I was a c***d. After all, it was the 60's and the sexual revolution was in full swing. It was a time of "If it feels good, then do it!!!" Paula looked at her Mom, and raised her eyebrow. "C'mon, Mom. You can do better than that. It's bean spilling time. Let's hear the story behind those remarks." Mary knew that she was "on the spot" and wasn't going to get out of it, either. Paula had heard some of the things when they visited her Grandparents, and talked to people who had been their neighbors at the time. Mary resigned herself to tell her the whole thing, and, since everyone else was telling tales out of school, she might as well give them HER story. She took a deep breath, letting it out, slowly and told them, "If any of you need a refill, now is the time. It's quite a story."
She sat back against the tree, and told them, "To begin with, I grew up kind of suddenly. I had boobs when I was only 10 years old, and hair on my puss when I was shy of my 11th birthday. I had my first period when I was still sporting a bald puss. Scared the shit out of me. Mama told me that it was normal, even though most girls started much later than that. Some, few, started earlier, but not many. She told me about a girl that she had known, that was only 8 years old when she had her first period, and another girl that was fully developed when she was only 9. It was something to do with their hormones that caused it. They would, most likely, go through the "change" much earlier, too. She sat me down and told me all about the "facts of life," and how women change, not only physically, but mentally. She told me that it might get to where I cried easier over little things, and I might start to look at men and boys a bit differently, and even, possibly, fall in love. If I found myself with something that I didn't understand, to come see her, or go and talk with Aunt Millie. She was our next door neighbor, and Mom's best friend. She was married to Uncle Charlie, who was Pop's best friend. The four of them were ALWAYS together."
"Mom and Dad worked for the city, and had to be at work at 5 in the morning, and were off during the week. I stayed in Aunt Millie and Uncle Charlie's house almost as much as I slept at home. I even had my own room.They had a son, Jimmy, that was a few years younger than me, and followed me around all the time. They had a daughter but she was only a baby. SHE was only 3 or 4. I was only 13, and Aunt Millie's Dad got hurt, or sick, or something, and she had to go and help to take care of her Mom and Dad. I was always over there, and didn't think anything about running around the house naked, in front of them. I had been doing it all my life. They were another Mom and Dad to me, and Jimmy was still little, or so I thought."
"Aunt Millie wet to her folks house, and took the baby, and left Uncle Charlie and Jimmy at home. Mom and Dad were working doubles a lot, and Uncle Charlie worked late many nights, too. I was there to take care of Jimmy. I could cook and keep the house clean, and take care of him, too. All I had to do was to tell him to do something, and he would do it. Aunt Millie said he acted better for me than he did for HER."
"It was early summer, and it had been HOT!!! I was always wearing shorts and a T-shirt, or a halter top. I didn't care for tank tops. I had used most of the ones I had at their house, and hadn't washed any clothes, yet. Dad told me that if he came home late that night, to stay with Jimmy until Uncle Charlie got there, and then to go ahead and spend the night. I could wash the clothes the next day. Mom had given me an extra 5 dollars on my allowance for helping her so much. I was RICH!!! I was getting a whole 10 dollars a week."
Uncle Charlie came home and it was after 9 at night, and I had cooked supper for us and him, and given Jimmy his bath, watched him brush his teeth, and tucked him in. He always wanted me to kiss him "Good Night." When Uncle Charlie got home, he went straight up and checked on Jimmy, and I put out his supper for him. We sat there and talked, while he ate, and when he finished, I took his dishes and cleaned them, and he went upstairs, and took a bath, so he could go to bed."
I did what was needed, and it wasn't late, so I went in Aunt Millie's bathroom, and took a shower, and used HER shampoo to wash my hair. It was all sweaty like the rest of me was. I looked in the bedroom and made sure that Jimmy was asleep, and went to get some clothes to sleep in, but all I had was a pair of panties. I looked over on the bed and one of Aunt Millie's nighties was there. Uncle Charlie had known that I didn't have anything to sleep in, so he got me one of hers. We were about the same size, since I had developed, and he knew that we traded clothes sometimes. My boobs were a bit smaller, and she was still a little taller than me, but otherwise..."
I had worn a towel to go take my shower, and I took it off, and was looking at myself in the mirrors. Aunt Millie had full-length mirrors in all the bedrooms. I used the mirror on the dresser to look into the big one, so I could see what I looked like from the back. I was looking at my butt, and wishing it was just a tad larger, and heard something. I turned to look at the door, and it was Jimmy. He was standing there, looking at me, naked. I didn't want to make a fuss, and asked what he needed. He just had to go pee, and had heard me in my bedroom. He just wanted to give me a hug. I hugged him, and he went to the bathroom, and came back into my room. I still hadn't dressed, and he looked at me and asked if he could feel my boobs. I told him it was okay, and he touched them, then squeezed them, and told me that mine were softer than his Mom's, and that I had as much hair, and maybe even more, between my legs. His Mom had been putting him in the bathtub with her, and telling him about where babies came from. She had showed him her hole, and explained that babies got milk from their Mother's breasts for food. She had told him that she would tell him more as time went by.
I got curious, and asked if my body looked anything like his Mom's, and he told me the two things, and that her butt was a little bigger, and very soft. He hugged me then, and told me he loved me, and I was his big sister. I kissed him, and sent him back to bed. I put my panties on and then the nightie that Uncle Charlie got for me. I remember that it was pale yellow, and was totally sheer. It didn't hide ANYTHING!"
The wind was up, and I went downstairs to the living room, and turned on the TV, so I could watch the weather report. They had been talking about the chance of storms for a few days. I saw, first thing, the weatherman telling about a "SEVERE THUNDERSTORM" warning for us. He said it was high winds, hail to the size of golf balls, heavy rain, and a possibility of a tornado. I was uneasy, before, but, now I was SCARED!!! I watched the rest of the report, and turned off the TV, and instead of sleeping on the couch, like I had thought, I went up and went into my bedroom. Jimmy was right across the hall, and Uncle Charlie was in the bedroom next door."
Paula giggled. "It almost sounds like we asked you what time it was, and you're telling us how to build a clock. When do we get to hear something?" Mary smiled at her daughter. "Patience, my love. Have a little patience. I'm getting to the good part in just a little bit. Just hang on and you'll hear what you want to hear." She took another deep breath, and let it out, as if to quiet the butterflies in her stomach. She WAS nervous. She hadn't thought about this episode in her life for a long time.
"ANYWAY!!! I got in my bed, and pulled the covers over my head, and was shaking. As I was coming up the stairs, the rain had hit, and the hail, too. It sounded VERY loud. The hail hitting the roof and walls, sounded like rocks hitting it instead. Storms scared the Bejesus out of me, and this one was BAD! Some of our family had been killed in a tornado, and the thought of one hitting just scared me to no end. I was crying, and wet my panties, too. I took them off, and ran into Uncle Charlie's bedroom. Having him hold me was all I could think of, so that's what I did. I ran in and jumped into his bed. I lifted the covers and scooted as close to him as I could, and pulled his arm, and the covers over me, and lay there, shaking."
Uncle Charlie was asleep, and didn't know I was there. He must have been having a dream, because getting into the bed had worked my nightie up and around my boobs, so I was naked from there down. I felt something touching me around my butt, and reached back to see what it was. It was UNCLE CHARLIE!!! He was getting hard, and his dick was going to the crack in my butt. I didn't want to wake him up, so I raised one leg, and moved him a little. When I lowered my leg, it must have felt like something else, though. He kept getting harder and harder, and pushing in more and more. I raised my leg, again, to move his dick, and I felt it touching between my legs. The next thing I knew, he was going inside of me, and fucking me. It felt, at first, like I had had an ant to bite me, but then it began to feel good, then it began to feel REAL good. I was enjoying what it felt like to be fucked. He was still asleep, and didn't wake up until he started to cum. He pulled me to him, and pushed his dick REAL deep, and I could feel it going into my hole. He woke up, then, and saw what had happened. He got REAL worried, and I told him that it was okay, and that I had liked what he did to me. He told me that it would have to be OUR secret. I told him that I wouldn't say anything, IF he would do me some more. He smiled at me and said "OKAY!" He fucked me two more times, THAT night, and a couple of times every night I stayed with him, until Aunt Millie came home. SHE was gone for two more weeks."
I took care of both houses, so Mom wouldn't have to do anything when she got home, and made sure that THEIR house was kept straight, too. Uncle Charlie asked how much I was getting for my allowance, and gave me the same as Mom and Dad were giving me. I was now getting 20 dollars a week. Only one boy was getting more than me. His Dad ran the bank, and he got 30 dollars a week, but his Dad made him put 20 dollars into savings for his college."
Jimmy came to my room, most nights, and kissed and hugged me, and told me that I was HIS big sister, and that he loved me. We got MUCH closer. He told me that his Dad had a picture of me that he looked at when no one was around. He had sneaked it out and looked at it a couple of times, but all it was, was a picture that his Dad had taken of me through my bedroom window. He told me that I was naked, and that you could see everything. He said that his Dad called me a "little hottie." Then he took me to the garage, and got the picture, and showed it to me. I liked the way I looked. It was a VERY good picture of me. I asked Jimmy if he knew where the camera was, and he did. We went up to Uncle Charlie's bedroom, and he took a bunch of pictures of me. They were Polaroids, and I put them back, where the first picture was at, with a note, telling him he could have all the pussy pictures of me that he could ever want. ALL HE had to do was to tell me. I went to the store and bought two more packages of film for the camera."
"When Aunt Millie came home, she asked me if I enjoyed having Uncle Charlie fuck me. I was SHOCKED!!! I asked how she knew, and she told me that Jimmy had told her that my boobs were almost as soft as hers, but, that I had more hair around my pussy than she did. Then she showed me the pictures that I took for him. Jimmy had showed them to HER. I was sick to my stomach, I was so scared. She kissed me, and asked if I wanted him to fuck me all the time. I told her I did, and that he made me feel SO GOOD, when he fucked me. She laughed, and told me that he did the same to her. They had bought the camera so they could take pictures of each other."
After that, I started letting the boys I went to school with, fuck me. I wanted to know if they could make me feel the same way. A few of them did, but only a few. I got a reputation, and more and more of the boys wanted some pussy from me, so I was getting fucked quite a bit."
A few years went by, and I was getting fucked by several boys, and Uncle Charlie. I wanted some things and asked my Mom where they were. She told me that they were in one of the big trunks in the basement, but she didn't know which one. I would have to find them for myself. I went and started looking for the stuff I wanted, and inside one of the trunks, was a box, that was taped shut. I got it open, and it was a bunch of photo albums. I looked at the pictures, and all of them were of Mom and Dad, as THEY were fucking, and Uncle Charlie and Aunt Millie fucking, too. Then I saw pictures of Dad fucking Aunt Millie, and more of Uncle Charlie fucking my Mom. I started looking at the dates that were written on them. They had been swapping since I was 4 years old. I had never known."
"Not too long after that, I came home from school, early, and sat my books on the kitchen table, and was getting something to drink, from the icebox. It was only 2 in the afternoon. I usually got home at around 4. I tiptoed to the door and looked into the living room, and watched while Dad ate Aunt Millie's pussy, and started fucking her, and, at the same time, Mom was sucking Uncle Charlie's dick, then he started fucking HER! I stood there for a little more, watching, but I was getting wet. I stepped back, and took all my clothes off, and walked in where they could se ME. It took a few minutes for them to notice me, and when they did, I just asked, "Is everybody having fun?" They started laughing, and asking how long I had known. From then on, I was a part of the fun. Dad and Uncle Charlie both fucked me many times."
"I graduated from High School, and started college in the fall. I was majoring in Accounting, and working for a minor in Business Administration. There was this boy in three of my classes that was the cutest thing I had ever seen. The only problem was that he was SHY. I did everything I could think of to get him to notice me, or speak to me, even. Finally, I decided to take things into my own hands. I told him I wanted his help on some problems, and we could go to the cafeteria for something to drink. It was the only place on campus where the boys and girls could go to be together. I even offered to buy the Cokes. I unbuttoned my blouses more than I ever had, and he looked, but he never said anything for a couple of weeks."
He, on top of everything else, had a panel truck, and some of the girls had looked in the back, and said it had a mattress, and LOTS of pillows. They said it was a sex wagon, if they had ever seen one. It was a deep blue, that was almost black, and had white canvas curtains on the sides and the back. I looked in and saw speakers for the radio, up high, and decided that I was going to be his guest in it, or die trying. We got busy that afternoon, and missed supper in the Dining Hall, so he offered to take me to get something to eat. We went to a Sonic down the street from the college, and got some of the best cheese coneys with onions, I had ever eaten. And some delicious Cokes. We sat and talked and had a good time, and I asked why he had never taken me out, before. He told me that he figured that someone who looked like me, had guys lined up to ask her out. I kissed HIM, and thanked him for the compliment, but also told him that this was the first time I had been out with a boy since I had been there."
I also told him that I had seen his truck many times, and thought it was BEAUTIFUL! THEN, I asked if he would mind giving me a good ride in it. It had felt so good on the way here, and he offered to take me for a ride, over by a big lake close by. THIS was more than I had hoped for, and I told him "YES!!!"
"We went to the lake, and I told him about a place the other girls had told me about, and he knew where it was, but had never been to it. He took me to the place, and we sat there, talking, and I asked if he would like to take a walk with me. THIS was the hardest I had EVER worked to get a boy to fuck me. We got out and walked down to the water, and I told him that the water looked so nice, and that I wished we could take a swim. He laughed and asked if I had ever been skinny dipping. I told him that I had, BUT, only with other girls. He said he would turn his back, until I got in the water, and I agreed. I ADMIT!!! I WAS LYING THROUGH MY TEETH!!! I NEVER HAD ANY INTENTIONS OF NOT LETTING HIM SEE ME NAKED!!! He turned around, and I stripped off. I got almost to the water, and yelled, "OUCH!!!" and he turned around. I was jumping up and down on one foot, and holding the other. I had stepped on something, and it felt like it was stuck in my foot. He went and turned on his headlights, and I was in the spotlight. He could see EVERYTHING, PERFECTLY!!!"
"I put my arm around his neck, and he put his arm around my waist, but the way I was, his hand was on my butt. He opened the back of his truck, and helped me to sit down, on the tailgate, and he looked at my foot. I had it up where he couldn't help but to look at my pussy, at the same time. Before long, he had helped me into the back of his truck, and was in it with me. He had just finished taking HIS clothes off, too, when I yelled. We stayed there almost all night, and I got laid three times. He had wanted to ask me out, but was too shy. I told him that he didn't need to be, and that I had been planning a way to get him to take me out, and do just what we had been doing. I had wanted him to split my fuzz so much, that I was ready to attack HIM. We went out many more times, and he offered to stencil my name inside his truck. I had a better idea, though. THAT was for him to fuck me inside of it, as much as he wanted. HE liked MY idea, MUCH more. We went together all through college, and got married a week before we graduated. We came here, and started a business, and haven't looked back. It has been the happiest 28 years of my life. I HOPE he is just as happy with me. I encouraged him to lay other women, and he enjoys watching me with other men, so I think we have it better than most"
"HE had been drafted and went in the Army, straight out of High School, and was sent to Korea. He was also sent to Japan for a little bit. He never said much about it, so I asked him if he had tried any of the "Fortune Nookie," while he was there. He said he was too busy most of the time, but had had SOME fun in both places. He told me more about them both over time, and answered all the questions asked him. I was convinced that he was being totally honest with me, and it made me fall more in love with him."
"There's MY story, but we haven't heard a peep from our lovely hostess. HOW ABOUT IT, SWEETIE? Is YOUR tale a happy or sad one?" Misti grinned at her. "MY life is VERY happy, except for the time between when I met Michael, and the time he asked me to marry him."
"I was an only c***d like Mary. My Father was a very successful businessman, and my Mother was a stay at home Mom. She found out, three years after I was born, that she couldn't have any more babies, so I was given all of their love. People were always talking about how good her cooking was, and she took her time about teaching me the little things to make it such. She also was very graceful, and could dance like a dream. She saw me trying to dance like she did, and asked me if I wanted to learn. I told her that I did, and her teacher lived just down the street from us, so she got her teacher to teach me, as well. I loved doing the intricate, and sometimes, complicated, steps, to the folk dances, and she said I might be even MORE graceful than my Mother. I worked hard, and her and My Mother showed me things that I thought would be impossible for me to do, but I kept on until I had learned to do them well. I was dancing at gatherings from the time I was 8 years old. I wanted MORE, though. There was another lady, fairly nearby, and she taught me something she called ballet. I had to watch the TV to see much of it. And the beautiful clothes they wore. It looked like they were wearing clouds. I went to her for a few years, and studied more, but she told me that I had done everything SHE could teach me, and that I would have to go to a school in Bangkok, to learn more." I was 13 by then, and was still a virgin. I knew what my Mom and Dad did, with each other, and with other people, and asked my Mother if it was fun. She told me that she enjoyed it, and loved for other people to watch her while she was doing it. THEN she asked if I wanted to do the same things. I told her that I DID!!!"
"She had sent me to the market for some things she needed, and when I came back, the boy next door to us, who also visited us many times, was there, and they were waiting for me to return. I put the things in the kitchen, and my Father called me back, and told me to sit down. They wanted to talk to me. I sat in the floor, to listen to what they had to say, and they asked me if I knew the boy. I told them that I did. Then my Father asked if I liked him. I told them, YES, I liked him VERY MUCH! Then they asked if I had seen him, or if he had seen me, naked. I told them I had seen him peeing a few times, but never all the way naked, and that he had watched me take a shower a few times, as well, but had only used a towel to dry my back a few of those times. He had NOT touched my bare skin, though. My Father said that that was good, but that was going to change, today."
He told me to go into his and Mom's bedroom, and take off all my clothes, spread the sleeping mat, and lay down on it. I, for the life of me, couldn't understand what was going to happen, but, my Father wouldn't tell me to do anything that would hurt me. Next week was to be my 15th birthday, and they had promised me a BIG surprise. One that would change my life, so I did what my Father had told me to do."
"I went in and spread the mat on their bed, and took all my clothes off. I felt a little shy, but my Mother came in and told me that only the three of them would see me, unless I chose, at another time, to let someone see me. She climbed on the bed, after taking all HER clothes off, too. She said she wanted me to be comfortable, and that this was the best way she could do it. The boy had already seen HER completely naked, several times. My Father and the boy came in, and my Father nodded to him, and they both took all THEIR clothes off, too. It was the first time I had seen the boy completely naked. HE was VERY handsome, and well built. ALMOST as well as my Father. He was VERY handsome, and very strong. HE had studied fighting, as a younger man, and worked out all the time."
Mother was sitting beside of me, and Father sat on the other side of me. They gave me a pillow for my head, and got another pillow, and laid it beside me. They said it would be used in a short bit. Father told the boy to get between my knees, and for me to pull my legs up until my feet could sit flat on the bed, so I did what he was telling me. Mother went and touched different parts of her body, and then touched the same part of MY body, and explained what it was for. She, first, pointed to my breasts, and my nipples, and explained that they were not only lovely to look at, but were used to feed a baby, after it had been born. Then she touched my tummy, and went on to touch everything on my body, and tell me how it was meant to be used. She took a mirror, and told me to look inside my vagina, and look at the tiny piece of skin there. She held me open until I saw it, and explained that all girls have one, and that it tells people that she is a virgin, and has never had sex. It was very small, and had three tiny holes in it. She said I was looking at the right thing. Then she asked if I minded if I didn't have it any more, after today. I told her that I didn't know that I had it in the first place, so why would I mind if it was gone. They thought that I had said something funny, and laughed."
My Mother told me that the boy was going to kiss me, but not the way that I knew. He was going to kiss me between my legs. If I enjoyed it, I should tell him I did, and if I wanted to make a noise, while he was kissing me, that it was okay, too. He leaned down and kissed the insides of my thighs a few times, and his hands were massaging my butt. Then I felt him kissing between my lags, and, at first, it felt cool, but soon started to tickle a little. A bit more and I felt like I had something warm inside of me, and he just kept on kissing me. Soon, I groaned. It felt so GOOD, and made me feel warm inside. It also felt like I had something swelling up inside of me. After a bit more, it felt like a balloon popping and I had to yell. It felt WONDERFUL!!! I got the same feeling a few more times, and the boy kissed the insides of my thighs, again. My Mother told me to sit up and turn to where I could lean down and take his thingy in my mouth, and suck on it, very gently. I did. It wasn't that big when I started, but it was growing. After a while, they told me to take his two things under his thing, and suck, even MORE gently, and lick up and down his bigger thing. Then they told me the names of them were his cock, and his balls. A man's balls were VERY tender, and easy to hurt, so be especially careful how you treat them. I did as they had told me, with my Mother taking my place to show me how to do some of the things even better. When I did them well, she would lean over and kiss my cheek, and tell me that someday I would make other men VERY happy. I was glad that my Mother approved of the way I was doing. It made me proud of myself."
I sucked on his cock, and before much longer, I felt it moving, on its own, and he was shooting something inside my mouth. My Mother and my Father told me to swallow it, but to keep a bit of it inside my mouth. I did, and when he had finished, they told me to spit it into my hand, and look at it. I did, It was a funny sort of white, like a pearl, and it was slick. It was a little bit salty, but not to where it was unpleasant. It had a bit of a smell to it, like a fish, or a clam. It was very slick, and warm. My Mother told me that when a man put this inside a woman's body, it could give her a baby, unless she was taking some medicine, or cleaned herself very well. Then she told me that I should clean him, with my tongue and lips, and lay back down, so he could do the same thing for me. I did as she said, and lay down. He did as she said, as well, and she told me that I should kiss him on the lips, and tell him "Thank You, for making me feel so good. I was VERY glad to do THAT! He had made me feel just wonderful. I almost felt like crying at how good I was feeling." Mother an I went outside to the shower, and she tool a bottle of stuff and told me to squat down and squeeze the bottle until all the liquid had gone inside of me. I did that, and she filled the bottle four more times, with me putting them inside of me, until the last one came out as clear as it had gone inside of me. Then she told me that, if I wanted, that I could dress, or, I could stay naked until my new lover had gone to HIS house. I was enjoying the free feeling of being naked, so Mother and I both went in the same way. Our guest, MY LOVER, stayed long enough to visit a bit more, and then we both kissed him, and he left."
My Father asked if I felt any pain, there at the first, and I told him it was a tiny sharp pain, like I had stuck myself with a needle, but it was gone faster than I would have thought, and was nothing left, but the slight full feeling, and the pleasure, of him inside of me. He told me that, if I wanted, I could invite the boy over to spend the night with me, doing the same things. Mother would take me to the Apothicary, to get the medicine, so I wouldn't get pregnant, tomorrow. I kissed him, for the first time, on the lips, and told him that I wanted him, with Mother's permission, to be my first lover. Mother kissed me, and told me that she would be glad to share him with me. That night he made love to me four times, and it was even better than the first, with the other boy."
I had many lovers over the years, and put on many shows, but the best I've had in my life, is still Michael. I will never get tired of the way he loves me, or the things he makes me feel. Yo ME, he is the perfect man."
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