This story is for persons of eighteen years or over. All comments, good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.
Part One.
It's difficult to know where to start, to tell you how I came to be a lesbian. It's not that I don't like men, I do, but given the choice between sex with a man or a woman, the latter comes first. I like that, `comes first', for I've only got to see a woman or girl that catches my eye and I'm coming before I've even spoken to her. Many's the time that I've wet my panties and had the fluid running down on the inside of my thighs at just the thought of what they would be like in bed. Mind you, a bed's not always been the place to have sex I can tell you. And I will as we go along through the years until we reached where I am now. If just this opening is beginning to titillate you, oh, there I go again. Anything to do with tits and I'm on my way to the head of the queue to sample them. By that I mean that I love to stroke them, to gently mould them in the palm of my hand. To feel the nipple rise up to be a hard little bud that just begs to be sucked, tongued and nibbled. To me that is titillating. But it's not only the tits that I love, it's the whole lovely silken body of a female that I like to run my hands over. Running my fingers through a luxuriant head of hair to bring my hands down to smooth cheeks that I can pull towards my face for me to kiss them before moving to the lips.
The first kiss is one that you never forget. The softness of the lips, the slight moisture you can feel as they meet. That first one is always a gentle brushing of them that sends a tingle all down the spine and creates a warm glow right inside. Your hands then slowly leave the cheeks and move slowly down the other's back so that you can pull them closer to your own body, the pressure of the lips increasing as your bodies meld together, feeling the breasts that you've admired and can now feel pressing up against yours. Even now my body is trembling as it does at that first bodily contact, the kissing becoming more intensified as the lips start to part and you can feel the teeth and then the tongue of the one you are kissing.
God, I'm soaking wet already in telling you this, for this is just the start. I'm sitting here in the college library writing this and sitting opposite my bed mate, Aleena. I say bed mate for we both sleep together in either bed of our four bed room, the other two being Sammy and Elaine, all four of us love having female sex with the other two sharing a bed at night as we did. Aleena has just looked up from what she's reading and has given me that smile again that drives me wild and it makes me want to drag her off to our room where we can fuck each other.
My heart is pounding and making me lose track of what I'm trying to do, and that is write the story of my life so far, leading up to where I am now, sitting down and trying to write. Damn the girl with that smile, making me squeeze my thighs together and not think of her between them as she used her mouth and tongue to bring me up to an orgasm. It's taking me a great deal of effort to stay seated and forcing the images of us in bed as we would caress each other's breasts before sucking on them and nibbling away at the hard nipples that have been aroused.
Stop it! One half of my mind is screaming out at the other half, to concentrate on what you've set out to do. It is sheer will power that makes me bend my head to carry on with what I've started. Take deep breaths and get the heart to stop pounding, I said to myself as I picked up my pen again and bend myself to the self imposed task I had set myself and begin to write.
My first few years of my life are hazy as would be expected, not really knowing much till I was around four years old. It was a small apartment that I lived in with my mom, not ever knowing my father for he died when I was two, so my ma told me. He had worked for a construction company and had been seeing to the cables being set in a new underground train network when the roof collapsed, killing him and two other men. Fortunately the company was Government sponsored and so he was insured by them which was a God send to us and at the same time, mom was entitled to a widow's pension as well. So our standard of living remained the same, feeding and clothing us though ma still worked as a manageress in a dress boutique.
When I was born, mom obviously had taken maternity leave, for six months and her job was held open for her. Now all this is what she told me later, and on going back to run the shop, took me with her, setting up a small playpen in the store room where I had to stay while she ran the shop. It was because of her position that she could do this and as I grew up and began to walk, she also used me as a model for children's clothes to show to prospective buyers. It wasn't a cheap shop and the clothes were only for the rich.
I got to like dressing up in these expensive clothes and showing them off and didn't mind when a hand was run over my body as the buyer checked out the quality. It gave me a queer feeling at having a woman's hand run over me even though I was dressed. This feeling intensified as I grew older and didn't object when a hand also began to move over some bared flesh when being dressed up.
It was around this time with me being now four years old that mom got married again and so I now had a step-father that was good for both of us, (I think). He had a good job with a computer company and so we had enough money to live quite comfortable and moved into a bigger house.
On growing up, I would play with the other kids of the neighborhood and also went to school with them, but I liked Saturdays and the holidays for I would then be in the shop with mom and didn't mind stripping to be naked in front of others there as I was dressed in what they wanted to see.
I was twelve when my breasts started to develop and began to get a light fuzz of hair at my groin as I reached puberty. I loved my growing body at would spend quite some time in my bedroom at night, looking at myself in the wardrobe mirror as I stroked my hands up and down my chest and sides. I would run my hands over my growing breasts and squeeze them and make the nipples stand up like little nuts and would tweak them and get a funny feeling grow inside my stomach as I did so. I found that I could also get the same thrill by rubbing my fingers in between the thick lips of my sex and found a little bud there that really excited me when I stroked and rubbed it.
So much so that I would also lie on my bed and frigg myself and so had my first orgasm that sent me like a rocket to the moon. I was shaking and couldn't stop the way my heels were drumming the bed at the euphoric sensations that flew through my body making me see rainbows on the ceiling and have a great lassitude of the body as I came down from the dizzy heights that my body had taken me.
I was hooked, just like a drug addict only for me it was frigging myself and not sniffing or injecting drugs into my veins. Every night from then on I would stick my fingers up inside my sex and work my clit as I got to know what it was called as well as my vagina. This I would do but knew that something was missing as I kept using my fingers up inside me and suddenly found an answer one day when I was in the kitchen. It was a large knobbly cucumber.
This I smuggled up to my bedroom and quickly got my clothes off and lay on the bed and gave the cucumber a kiss before putting it between my legs and slowly started to push it into my vagina. I used my left hand to do this and used the fingers on the other hand to play with my clit, rubbing and nipping it between my fingers as the cucumber slowly moved up into me.
I could feel all the knobbly bits on the outer skin until it seemed to be blocked, so I gave it an extra shove and had a sudden pain as it suddenly moved right into me. It was later that I found that I had broken through my hymen which was a sign of a virgin when intact. But the pain was only a sharp one that didn't linger as my body began to become aroused at having this thick cucumber being moved inside me. It created more sensations as I twisted it inside as I moved it back and forth as I worked my clit.
It was ecstasy! Using that cucumber and my fingers at the same time until, with great pleasure, would explode with an orgasm that seemed to get better every time I had one. I would use one nearly every time I wanted to play with myself, even in the bathroom. It was in there one day when I got caught using it.
Our bathroom wasn't a big one. As you went in, the bath was facing you and off to the left of the door was the washbasin and between the bath and the basin was the toilet pan. I found that with the toilet pan cover down, I could sit on it and lean back against the wall and have my feet on the side of the bath with my legs open and could use the cucumber.
I was in there one day and I'd just had a bath and was now sitting on the pan, still naked and had the cucumber suck up inside me as I frigged myself, leaning back against the wall with my eyes closed and never heard the door open.
`Well I wondered where the cucumbers kept disappearing to,' I heard my mom speak. I nearly shat myself as my eyes flew open and saw her standing there, looking down at me, my fingers inside me as well as the latest cucumber. I couldn't read the expression on her face or her eyes as she looked at my naked body with me frozen like a statue at having been found doing what I was doing.
`Well my little girl is becoming a woman so I think it's about time that we had a talk later. Now get off the pan and to bed, I want a pee.'
Well I'd never been so embarrassed in my life as I was then, getting caught in the act by my mom and seeing me naked like I was and with what I was doing to myself. I'm sure my face was bright red as I pulled out my pleasure toy and got up off the seat and quickly ran past her and out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. I flung myself on the bed, throwing the cucumber to one side as I cried into my pillow, cursing myself for getting caught like that. What must she be thinking of me? It wasn't long before mom came into my room and sat down on the bed next to me. She sat there for nearly an hour telling me that it was normal for a young girl as myself to find out about herself in this way. She sat there for nearly an hour telling me that a young girl should be told all from menstruation, the ovulation period, right through to having male sex. Stressing the fact that if and when, this last said with a smile, that I should always make sure that the boy or man wore a condom. In fact she was very liberal in what she said and didn't chastise me at all for what I had been doing and with her not saying anything about the cucumber for which I was thankful.
I got a surprise two days later when dad, that's what I called him even if he wasn't my real father, came home earlier than usual and told me to follow him into his office. I had been sitting at the dining table doing my homework when he said this. Oh shit, I thought to myself, what's he going to say, for he only ever asked me in there when he wanted to give me a telling off? So with a little trepidation, I closed my book and followed him into his office as he called it. He went and sat down behind his desk and told me to sit down on the couch that was in front of it. I was wearing my sundress then and smoothed out the back as I sat down to face him.
Well Brooke, your mom told me that she found you in the bathroom, playing with yourself and using a cucumber.' I felt my face going all red with him saying this. And that she had a few words with you about sex and to be careful when you might find yourself alone with a boy. Well I've gone and bought you something that might keep you away from them until you're old enough,' he said and turned round to his filing cabinet and opened one of the drawers and pulls out a bag and emptied the contents on his desk. It was three sex toys. One was like a rabbit with ears and pearls, another was of an erect male penis and the third a thong with, in the crotch it had a tiny vibrator. This when wearing it, the vibrator would be tight up to the clit and when turned on, really excited the clit and it could be used anywhere. Sitting in the class room, on a bus, anywhere, and by just feeling down could press the button to set it working. Boy, It's fucking hard not to scream out when it brings you up to an orgasm. This one I did get round to using later.
I'm not going to punish you but I need to make sure that you know how to use these safely.' He picked up the penis one and got up from behind his desk and came round and handed it to me before then sitting on the edge of his desk. I looked at it wide eyed and looked up at him with a question in my eyes. You should use that instead of a cucumber,' giving out a chuckle. Using this should keep you away from the boys.' I looked at it a bit more closely, holding this fake male penis in my hand, never having seen one of these before, real or rubber, and didn't know that it was like a male that had been circumcised. I moved it around in my hand, feeling it soft in part but having a solid feeling to it in the middle. Turn it over,' he said, which I did so.
`It's called a vibrator, see that knob at the base? Give it a twist.' This I did and felt the damn thing seem to come to life, throbbing away in my hand and smiled at the feeling of it in my hand and then noticed that it had a small hard knob at the base below the shaft and wondered what that was there for, but found out a few minutes later.
`Th...thank you Dad,' I stuttered, almost certain that my face was red with him knowing what it was for.
`Now I want you to use it, here, now, in front of me,' he said, still sitting there in front of me. I was stunned at what he had said and I'm sure that he was enjoying my discomfort at what he had told me to do.
`I...I can't,' I stammered, my heart thumping away in my chest.
You will,' he said with a grim look on his face. You use it now in front of me or you will grounded until you do.'
It was a Catch-22 situation. If I didn't do as he said, I would be grounded and if I did, he would then see my pussy. I had no choice and had a queer thrill run through my body and I felt myself starting to get wet between my thighs at the thought of him watching as I used this toy penis. Well I didn't mind showing my body off at the shop, in fact, I rather liked being naked and having people look at me, though they had always been women. Now I was being asked to show myself to a man for the first time, that man being my dad. I fact, that little thrill was getting bigger all the time at the thought. So with a shrug of my shoulders, put that toy cock down and stood up and pulled my sundress up over my head and sat back down naked and picked up this rubberized penis and wondered if it would fit. But the cucumber did and this was a bit smaller.
I put my fingers down between my legs and felt that some of my juices had made me very wet and slowly began to push the head of this cock up into my pussy. I looked up to see that dad had a big smile on his face, watching as I pushed it right up inside me and then found that the little knob that I'd noticed earlier, sat right up against my clit. It felt quite comfortable inside and gave the bottom a twist and nearly jumped out of my skin as it began to vibrate inside me.
Oh bloody fucking hell! Having this cock throb and pulsate away inside me and the extra pleasure of feeling it excite my clit didn't take me long to lean back and begin to shake as my orgasm wasn't far off and my whole body went rigid as my insides seemed to explode and felt it starting to pour out of me. I was in heaven at the joy and pleasure of having such a massive orgasm and did care now that dad had been watching me go through the throes of excitement.
I came down from that height of ecstasy to see dad's grinning face as I began to pull that false cock out of my cunt.
`Now let me see you suck on it,' he said.
`Suck on it?' I cried out, looking at this cock in my hand, all shiny with my juices.
`Yes. Get to know what you taste like. Go on, suck it!'
I looked at the shiny head and slowly lifted it up, feeling my juices on the shaft and had my tongue run round my lips as I then opened them and took the head of this cock into my mouth. It was wet, just like my pussy, as I began to suck up my own orgasmic fluid. It wasn't too bad either and finished up running my tongue all round it, savoring the taste that wasn't unpleasant and would have liked to taste some more, but it was all clean now. I gave dad a triumphant smile as I put it to one side and picked my dress up and pulled it over my head, standing up to smooth down the front.
`That was good Brooke. You're not grounded. Now use them instead of going with the boys,' he said as he straightened himself up and I couldn't but help notice that he had a bulge at the front of his trousers. He quickly moved back round his desk to sit down as I picked up the other two sex toys and with the penis, put them in the bag which I took with me out of his office.
I quickly ran upstairs to my room and when inside with the door shut, quickly took my sundress off and got onto the bed and took this rubber cock out of the bag. It looked huge in my hand and at least eight inches long and quite thick towards the base. I put my fingers down to my pussy and found that I was already dribbling some fluid out of my body at the thought of what was going to be put inside again where my fingers were.
I laid myself back on my pillows, having them half upright so that I could see what I was doing and opened my legs and slowly put it in between my sex lips and felt the head of it touch the entrance to my vagina and gave out a shiver before I began to gently ease it inside me. Being so wet down there in anticipation, it slipped in easily and kept on pushing it inside me until the base was tight up against my body and had that the little knob touching my clit.
It felt comfortable inside me, surprised again that I could take that length inside and I then gave the knob at the base a twist and had it suddenly start to vibrate.
`Christ!' I gasped, for I could feel that little knob rubbing against my clit as well have the whole thing throbbing away and I nearly had an orgasm there and then, but somehow managed to hold myself back as I lay there, now stroking and rubbing my developing tits with my hands as this rubber cock pulsated away thrilling me no end. My nipples had risen up too and with the palm of my hand rubbing across them excited me even further and it was only for another minute or two before I had to bring my thighs tight together, keeping this cock inside me as I began to shake and shudder and had to bite my hand to stop myself screaming out as I came with one almighty orgasm.
The orgasm came to a stop but my body still kept on shaking as the vibrator kept grinding away inside my pussy, my chest was heaving as I panted away and it took another couple of minutes before I got myself under control. I opened my legs and reached down and turned it off and slowly pulled it out. I couldn't stop my inside muscle from flexing themselves round the shaft as if to try and keep it there inside me, but out it came with a loud sucking noise.
I rolled over with it in my hand and looked at the head, glistening with my juices and had the sudden urge to suck it. I opened my mouth and took in as much as I could, getting the second taste of my orgasmic juices. I sucked and slobbered over this wonderful toy and knew that this from now on was my best friend. I sucked on the head of this cock and even gently chewed it until it was all clean and then lifted my head and used my tongue to lick all round the shaft and base to get the rest of my coming off of it.
I rolled over onto my back and began to rub it between my tits and all over my stomach and lower chest before sucking on it again. `I'm going to call you my Peter,' I whispered to it before poking my tongue into the small slit at the top, knowing that it would not be long before I had it back up inside me. I was right for it wasn't long before I had Peter back up inside to drive me wild with another orgasm, thrashing about on the bed as my whole body seemed be charged with electricity as many nerves kept vibrating in time to Peter's pulsating throb. I've still got Peter along with quite a few other sex toys that dad bought me having to show him how I used each one.
I now always began having that tingle run up and down my spine when he presented me with a new one, knowing that he would get to see my growing naked body, my tits getting bigger all the time. I know he got a thrill too for he always seemed to be hard inside his trousers as he watched me use the new toy inside me
The only problem I found with the thong vibrator that he had given me was that I then had to wear a pad too to catch and absorb my orgasmic juices that had flowed out of me for I felt most embarrassed the first time that these fluids ran down my inner thigh.
I was thirteen when I had a real live cock put up inside me instead of me using Peter, and that cocks man was my Uncle Stevie and married to Auntie Mischelle. Though I called them uncle and auntie, they were not related to us but friends of mom, well Auntie was. I was told that with a child like myself, it wasn't the proper thing to do to call adults by their Christian names. So I had to use the prefix uncle and auntie whenever I spoke to them. They would come round to our house quite often as mom and I would go to theirs though dad seldom came with us, preferring to work on one of his computer programs.
I remember it was summertime and the air was quite sultry and because of this humid heat, wore a half top, shorts and sandals. My breasts had been growing at an alarming rate and were now quite prominent when wearing this top. They weren't quite big enough for me to wear a bra though I did have one but didn't like wearing it, as to me, it felt quite restrictive.
Mom never said anything about me not wearing this bra and dad never noticed when we said goodbye to him that day as he was concentrating on what he was doing with his computer. It wasn't far to walk to my Aunt' and Uncle's' home and we soon got inside and found it was just as hot inside as it was outside as they didn't have an air conditioner as we did.
We had a light lunch as they talked and it's only on reflection that Uncle Stevie kept looking at me more often than he used to, but I didn't notice this at the time. With our meal over, mom and Auntie had been talking about going out to the shops and did we, that is Uncle Stevie and myself, want to go with them?
No,' said Uncle, I'll stay here. It's too hot to be walking about while you look at things that you're not going to buy. I need a shower to cool me down. Brooke can stay and keep me company and help me do the dishes.'
To be quite frank, I didn't really want to go anyway and so I nodded in agreement, not knowing what was going to happen that afternoon. So mom and Auntie went off after saying that they would be out for a couple of hours and Uncle and I gathered up the dishes and he washed them up while I dried them before putting them away. This didn't take long and we were soon finished and he said he was going for his shower.
He went off to his bedroom that had its own bathroom just off the room while I sat and looked through a magazine that was on the coffee table in the living room. He came out of the bedroom about fifteen minutes later wearing a white terrycloth robe and sat down in front of me.
`Would you rather have gone out with them?' he asked me
No,' I replied, putting the magazine down. It's too hot outside today, besides, it's too boring just walking about the Mall.'
`Would you like a cool glass of wine?' he asked.
`Ooh yes please,' I said eagerly, feeling quite grown up at being asked if I wanted a drink that I would never be allowed to have at home.
`Well there's an open bottle in the fridge. Pour out two big glasses for the both of us,' he said sitting back in the chair. I got up and went off to the kitchen and got the glasses out and the wine from the fridge, and pouring some out into the glasses before putting the bottle back and taking the glasses back through to the living room. Walking back inside and towards him, noticed that the front of his robe had come undone and his cock was sticking straight out from between the folds. I pretended not to notice this as I handed him a glass and went and sat back down myself and looked at his cock sticking up like it was and it looked as if it was bigger than Peter.
Uncle,' I said after taking a sip of wine. The front of your robe is undone at the front and you are sticking out.' He looked down at it and gave me a grin.
You're right,' he said, not bothering to cover himself. The bloody thing always does that after having a hot shower. It's as if it is trying to cool down. Tell you what, if you don't mind me sitting here with it sticking out, I'll give you $10, and it will be our secret and enjoy your glass of wine.' I know now that it was not only a bribe but also a reference that I was drinking wine which I was not supposed to have being so young and him saying that it would be our secret.
I had never had wine before and it was pleasant to drink and made feel kind of relaxed and calm.
`For ten dollars, you can sit anyway you like,' and wondered why I had said that for he then opened his legs and the action pulled the robe open wide and I had his erect cock fully out in the open, for me to look at it. It fascinated me to see it twitch occasionally, lifting up and settling back down, staring at me and I could see the little slit on the head that appeared to wink at me when it did this.
`Is this the first time you've seen a man's cock?' he asked, having noticed where my eyes were looking.
`Er, yes,' I said.
It's bigger than most men's as you'll find out later in life,' he said, and it's at least nine inches long, if not ten when fully hard.'
`I don't believe that it's that long,' I said.
`I tell you what. Go into your Aunties room and look in her sewing drawer. There's a measuring tape there. Bring it back and I'll show you.'
I put my glass down and went off to the room, found the tape and brought it back to where he was sitting and offered it to him.
It's quite hard to measure it yourself correctly,' he said, sitting up and moving his body to the edge of the chair, his cock giving a slight up and down movement. I'll give you another $10 if you do the measuring.'
Now twenty dollars was a lot of money to me and nobody would ever know, so I knelt down between his legs and start to measure him. I held one end of the tape against his pubic hair, up against his stomach and ran the tape along the shaft of his cock till it reached the head of his cock. I had to bend my head it then being only a couple of inches from looking down at the head of it. My fingers were actually touching a man's real live cock and I had this tingle run and down my spine at the contact.
Seven inches!' I exclaimed There! I said it wasn't as long as nine inches.'
`Well you have to play with it a bit to reach the nine inches. Tell you what. I'll give you another $10 if you stroke it with your hand a few times and if does not get any bigger, I'll give you another ten.'
Wow, I said to myself. If it doesn't grow any bigger that will be forty dollars. Now that was a small fortune to me then and so I took his cock into my hand, feel the heat of it as well as it throbbing away. It was a much different feeling than holding Peter as it vibrated to having this real pulsating cock in my hand.
`Well, rub it then. Hold it tight too,' he said. So I began moving my hand, feeling the soft silky skin move so smoothly over the solid flesh that it covered.
Harder,' he said again. Harder.' I then realized that the wine had got to me having his cock in my hand and rubbing it harder and harder. After a minute or two he spoke again.
`Measure it now.' So I let go of it, rather reluctantly really and picked up the tape and measured it again and found that it had only increased an inch.
`Eight inches. That's it,' I said quite proudly that it had just cost him another ten dollars.
`Okay. You win. But it does reach nine inches when it's fully hard. Your Auntie can make grow to that length. She puts it into her mouth and sucks on it. Tell you what, I'll give you another twenty dollars if you suck on it as she does.'
`That would make it sixty dollars,' I said, and my voice must have sounded a little petulant as I looked down at his throbbing erection, wondering if it would fit in my mouth. He must have interpreted they way that I had spoken and with my head down that I was reluctant to suck on him, which I really did want to do this to see if it was better than sucking on Peter.
`I'll make it a round hundred then if you will do it,' he said. I looked up to see an expectant expression on his face. I gave him a smile.
`Okay,' I said and his face lit up and he gave me a big smile as I bent my head and gave the head of his cock a lick, taking in a little pearl of fluid that was in the eye of his cock with my tongue and found it very sweet to the taste. I pulled the foreskin down and licked all round the bared flesh and felt his body give out a shiver as I was resting my arms on his outspread legs. I then ran my tongue right down the underside of his shaft and back up.
`Don't forget my balls,' he said in a strangled voice. I looked up and saw that his body was quite rigid and gave him a smile and bent back down and licked his balls and even took each one into my mouth and moved that soft plum around being careful to not suck it too hard. On letting them go, licked my way back up the shaft and finally took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could without having it choke me. I started off slowly but as I got used to sucking on him I began to move my head up and down a bit faster as I did with my hand.
But then I had trouble, for he put both hands to my head and began pushing me down harder onto his big cock. I tried to lift my head up but he kept on pushing it down as he spoke.
`That's it cocksucker! Suck on it you slut! That...that's great,' he gasped, calling me names as he still kept pushing my head down onto him, making me being fucked in the mouth. The next thing I knew was that having his cock so deep in my mouth, it began to enter my throat making me gag. Not only did he keep trying to force it even further into my throat, I could feel some of his pre-cum leaking out of his cock and it sliding down my throat making me want to cough.
That's right. Keep sucking, I'm nearly there. I'm going to cum in that lovely mouth you've got, you slut. You're nice cocksucker,' and he gave out a groan and I felt the head of his cock swell a little more and his cock started to shoot out his cum, flooding my mouth with it. Not once, but six fucking times his cum kept adding more to that first shot until there wasn't any room left and started to have some of it come out the side of my mouth and run down my chin. Swallow it! Swallow it you cocksucker,' and slowly eased himself back a little, still keeping the head in my mouth but carried on holding my head.
With him easing back a little I was then able to do as he said and so for the first time, I swallowed, or rather gulped a man's cum down into my throat to slide down into my stomach. He held my head until I'd finished swallowing it before he pulled his cock right out and I could see that it might just be nine inches as he said it would get with it being sucked.
Show me your tongue now,' he said as he took hold of his still big and throbbing cock. I stuck my tongue out and had him hit it gently with the head of his cock, shaking out the last of his cum out of the end of it. Now swallow that as well,' which I did and found that it wasn't that bad in the taste, maybe just a trifle salty, but not bad otherwise. Okay. You can get up now,' he said with a big smile on his face, and can go in the bathroom and wash out your mouth. You can bring my back my pants too.'
I got up off my knees and went into the bathroom and stood by the basin in front of the mirror and gave myself a smile, for I confess that I actually enjoyed sucking on him and just loved the taste of his cum. I ran my tongue round inside my mouth, still having the taste of him inside and so I just ran the water into the basin but didn't wash out my mouth as he said. I gave another smile to the mirror before leaving the bathroom and picking up his pants to take back into the living room. I passed his pants over to him and he took them and put his hand into one of the pockets and brought some money and pulled out two new fifty dollar bills and put them in my hand.
Now don't forget. This is our little secret,' and gave me a grin. Maybe we can do this again some time.'
`Maybe we can Uncle Stevie,' I said back with a smile and impulsively, leaned over him and kissed him and somehow, my tongue went in between his lips and teeth and ran my tongue round his. It was a long kiss and both of us panted for breath when I pulled my head back. He had a strange look on his face as he sat there looking at me, his tongue slowly moving round over his lips.
`Did you wash out your mouth?' he asked.
`Of course I did Uncle. You told me too so I did,' I lied.
Well I'd better get dressed before your mom and your aunt get back, oh,' he said as he got up from the chair. Wash those glasses up. We can't have them knowing that I gave you a drink.' This was said with a smirk with his innuendo what with me not only having had a glass of wine to drink, but drank his cum too. So he went off to the bedroom to get dressed while I took the glasses into the kitchen quite happy at getting a hundred dollars from him for what I thought was a most pleasurable half hour in licking and sucking his cock and didn't even mind being called a slut and a cocksucker.
He came back into the sitting room fully dressed with a smug smile on his face and sat down opposite me.
`How about us having a cup of coffee?' he asked, picking up a magazine.
`Okay,' I said, getting and throwing my magazine of the coffee table and went off to the kitchen. I had the kettle on when both mom and auntie arrive back from the mall and both came into the kitchen.
Oh Brooke dear,' said mom. Are you making coffee?' I gave her a nod. `Lovely. We're both dying for a cup, aren't we Mischelle?'
`We certainly are', she replied, coming over to take over the job of making the coffee. So with coffee cups on the kitchen table, Uncle Stevie had his in the living room, it was small talk about what shops they went into while in the mall. It wasn't long after finishing our coffee that mom and I said our goodbyes and got a wink from Uncle Stevie, with him putting a finger to his lips behind the other two backs. I nodded my acknowledgement and fingered the two bills in the pocket of my sundress.
A month later they both came to our house and both mom and Auntie Mischelle went off to the Mall again, but dad was at home, so Uncle Stevie could only give me a wry smile and a shake of his head as he licked his lips. I unconsciously gave mine a lick too before I realized what I was implying by that action and soon stopped.
Another month passed before when went off to their house again. Only this time I was wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts and got a kiss on the cheek from Uncle Stevie this time.
`You won't be going off to the Mall with them, will you?' he asked when we were left alone in the living room, his eyes almost pleading.
`No,' I said, giving him a smile which made him smile too.
So mom and Auntie Mischelle went off to the mall again leaving me with Uncle Stevie. It was him this time that went out to the kitchen and came back with two large glasses of chilled wine and came and sat down next to me and handed me a glass. Nothing was said as he pulled a hand out of his trouser pocket and put three fifty dollar bills on the coffee table before turning to me and clinking his glass against mine.
`You seem to be growing up fast Brooke,' he said as his hand came up and had the palm of his hand run over the tit nearest to him. Well just that action made the nipple rise up instantly and he obviously felt it harden under his touch.
`These seem to be getting bigger every time I see you. You don't mind me touching them, do you?' he asked, his hand still moving gentle over this tit.
`No,' I said softly, liking that touch and the warm feeling I was getting in my stomach though more of a glow like a lit candle, looking at those three bills on the coffee table.
Can I see them?' he asked, his hand moving down to stroke across my bare stomach making that glow get warmer and warmer. I nodded and he turned slightly, his hand coming off me and with both hands, pulled my top up and right over my head so that I was then completely bare up top. Wonderful,' he breathed, his head moving closer to my body. `So wonderful that they look as though they are waiting to be kissed. Would you like me to kiss them?' I didn't notice the gleam in his eye as he looked at me for my answer. It was a look that I was to see often in other men's eyes as they looked at my body later on when they were much bigger.
When I had played with my growing tits before, making the nipples rise up to be hard little nodules, I had wished that if only I could have sucked on them myself and so I nodded for him to kiss and suck them. His head came down to the tit nearest him and had my body tremble as his mouth closed over the nipple and felt him suck on it. The glow in my stomach was now a fire and I couldn't help but give out a groan, especially when I felt his teeth gentle nibble the one in his mouth. His hand hadn't been idle for that was now on my other tit and giving it a gentle rub making that nipple rise up as hard as the one that was in his mouth.
I could feel the suction as he sucked after that nibble, his tongue now making me squirm a little on the sofa as I felt myself getting wet between my thighs and couldn't stop my hand from giving myself a rub there. He must have seen what my hand was doing as he sucked on me, for his hand came and took mine and placed it on his trouser front. His cock was hard inside and he rubbed my hand over it and I got another thrill inside me at feeling his hard cock again.
Oh Brooke,' he moaned as he tried to shift his lower body to make himself more comfortable. You don't know what you are doing to me,' his mouth briefly off my nipple to utter these soft words, and felt his hand move and heard the zipper of his trousers being pulled down. His hand then took mine again and pushed inside his trousers. He wasn't wearing shorts and my fingers came in contact for the second time with his hard penis, though cock should be the right word with it being so big and hard.
My fingers curled round it and with him moving slightly again, it came out from his trousers with my fingers still round that hard flesh and now it was in my hand and I could feel it throbbing away, just like my heart was at doing this. The fire in my belly was now a raging inferno at having a real live Peter in my hand, feeling that soft silky skin move so easily over the hard flesh that it covered. A feeling that I didn't have when my hand rubbed my Peter. This was much better and had the sudden urge to suck his hard cock again and moved my head and looked down at what I was holding and wasn't surprised to see that the head of his cock had the foreskin stretched tight round the red and hot glowing flesh.
The eye of his cock seemed to wink at me as I squeezed it just below the head and wanted to put my tongue inside it. He must have read my mind.
`Would you like to suck on it again as I had sucked on your nipple,' he asked in a strangled voice, having lifted his head up from my tit and looked at me.
`Yes Uncle,' I said, my voice sounding really thick in my throat, and he leaned up and lay back as I slipped off the sofa, and still holding that pulsating cock in my hand, moved round on my knees and got between his legs and looked at it again. Hard and upright in my hand and looking the same when I saw it two months ago, knowing that it would be able to fit in my mouth. I could see a pearly drop of fluid coming out of the eye and bent my head as I leaned into him and took this off with my tongue.
How sweet was the taste of this clear shining pearl. Sweeter than honey and gave the cock another squeeze and had another drop exude which I licked off again. He gave out a groan at this and then another one as I took the whole head of his cock into my mouth, my lips pushing that skin covering down, now knowing that it's called the foreskin. It was hot and could feel it throbbing in time to his heart beat as I held it there for a moment before moving my head up and down as I began to suck him.
God, I'm getting all wet again as I'm writing this, nearly as wet as I was then, remembering that first time I sucked on a man's rampant cock. I think that Aleena would just love to have my panties now to suck off the juices that are collecting in the gusset of the crotch.
So here I was, sucking my Uncle's cock making his body quiver when my tongue moved over that self heating cock head and found that it was better than sucking Peter.
Oh Brooke,' he groaned, and I felt him move and he lifted my head up off his cock head and leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. Oh Brooke,' he breathed through my lips. `Let me put it inside you.' Now I really began to soak my thighs for I found that I did want him inside me, throbbing and vibrating as Peter did. He must have seen something in my eyes that must have said yes, for he helped me stand up and didn't stop him from pulling my shorts down and had him bury his face into my pubic hairs that was now a nice soft bush having grown as much as my tits had.
He slipped off the sofa and was on his knees as his tongue began to weave a pattern through the bush of my pussy and felt his tongue push in between the lips of my sex and felt him hit my clit and it made me jump at the sudden wave of pleasure than ran through my body. With the breaking off our contact there, he pulled me down to the floor where he pulled my shorts free from my ankles and open my legs as I was then lying on my back.
I couldn't see his throbbing cock for he bent down and almost lay completely flat between my legs and had his tongue move again up into my sex and had his tongue once again move over my clit making me groan with the erotic feeling and thrill that I was getting. Not only was his soft but hard tongue, a misnomer if ever there was one, was also flitting in and out of my vagina, giving my all kinds of weird sensations but thrilling at the same time.
But then I felt two fingers being pushed up into my twat. Jesus, almost blasphemy, my mind cried out, I'm being sent to heaven, such was the thrill I got as they slid quite easily up the glide path that my juices had created. To have them move about inside was sheer joy and my legs opened even wider, but was thrilled even more when his mouth came up from sucking on me to have his thumb come onto my clit to rub it as his fingers moved inside me, his mouth and tongue licking and sucking on my belly as he moved his body up over mine.
I could feel the fabric of his trouser front rubbing the inside of my thighs and gave out a gasp and shiver as I felt the head of his cock pass the portals of my gate and have him slide himself up into me. My juices helped him slide in without any problem and I felt every inch of him as he widened my inner passage with his throbbing cock. My internal muscles, without me making them do anything, were flexing themselves like mad at this intrusion, trying to grasp the slippery piece of male meat that was invading unknown territory.
My legs went up to grip his waist as I felt his trouser front press up to my groin and had his throbbing cock in as far as it could go before he lifted himself up off my chest to support himself on his forearms. He smiled down at me as I felt his cock twitching inside me, driving me almost wild and he started to move himself before I could say anything about where he was at that moment. Though the words I was going to say were not needed as he was now doing what I wanted, moving his rigid hard cock up and down inside me, scratching and smoothing at the same time, doing what Peter couldn't do to me.
I think it was the sheer delight for him that he was now fucking the daughter of his friend's wife that he didn't last long in the doing of this act, for he was soon grunting with every forceful forward pushing of himself inside me. He suddenly reared up onto fully outstretched arms and really banged his groin into mine as his grunting got louder and came to a halt with just his hips slowly grinding at my pubes but his cock head expanding a little bit more and had him send out his sperm to coat the lining of my inside channel.
Feeling that hot seed suddenly splashing into me made me orgasm and bucked like crazy under him as he was shooting up into me, I was sending down my juices for them to collide with his.
There was him humping himself down into me as I was humping myself up to meets his downward thrusts with us both giving out groans at our mutual coming. He had what I would call a sickly grin of his face as we came to a halt, his cock still throbbing away inside me with my muscles there having gone berserk it trying to milk him as they tried to squeeze him even harder.
Both of us were breathing heavily, my chest heaving as much as his was as he slowly lowered himself down till I had his full weight on top of me, his cock still pulsating away inside me. I wasn't at all surprised at him leaning further down and kissing me.
Thank you Brooke, thank you,' he said, still trying to get more oxygen into his lungs. I've never had better.' What about Auntie, my mind cried out? Didn't he have sex with her? An answer that didn't get answered as it wasn't something that I could ask him. I found out later that the answer, well not quite no, but not far off for she was not only his wife, but wife or husband if you like to another woman for she was a lesbian. This I was to find out later.
He lay on top of me for several minutes and it wasn't until I could feel that his cock was shrinking, shrinking enough to slowly start to slide out of my pussy. My muscles tried to hold him there, but to no avail and I felt it, still hard, after a fashion, finally leave me and with him now out of me, he rolled over onto his back. I rolled onto my side and saw that it still looked fairly hard, lying up on the front of his trousers and wanted to do to it what I did to Peter.
So I moved my body down and lifted up that cock of his, coated in both his sperm and my orgasmic juices and took the head into my mouth as I did with Peter's and sucked not only his cuming but mine too. It was much better having a hot Peter in my mouth than my rubber one and it must have an instinctive reaction on my part, for having him already tonguing my sex, I moved and straddling his upper body so that my sex was right above his face.
As I then sucked on him, I lowered my body and had him licking and sucking me in what is known as the sixty nine position. Now I hadn't heard of this expression before but it just seemed so natural that with me sucking on him, he should be sucking on me.
So after sucking and licking him clean, I moved back round and had him take me in his arms to kiss me with his sticky wet lips and have him thank me for such a wonderful time. That then was the first time that I ever had a rampant cock up inside and have the man who owned it, fuck me. Apart from my Uncle Stevie, there was only one other man that ever fucked me, but we'll come to that later. Strange as it might seem but the best part of us having sex on the floor of his living room, it was his licking and sucking of both my tits and my sex parts that thrilled me the most. I liked the sucking of his cock and of having it up inside me, but it was the licking and the teasing of my clit that was the really best part for me. I was to find out more later at how much I preferred that to being fucked by a man.
That then was my first foray into having sex with a man and finding out, albeit unknowingly which I preferred the most. It wasn't until I had sex with my Auntie did I know where my sexual leanings were going to take me.