The Album
One day, looking for something in my closet, I came across an old photo album that I had not seen in years. It was the one that I never let others see; it was for me alone. In it were photos that my cousin Linda took of me during a distant Summer when I was twelve years old. Linda was an excellent photographer. She is now a professional one. The first picture shows me standing in Linda's living room, barefoot, with only shorts on. This picture shows a boy of incredible, androgynous beauty; small shoulders; thin, shapely arms; a boy chest studded with rosy nipples; soft flat tummy. The thighs, knees, calves, ankles and feet formed an ensemble of aching beauty. They were perfectly formed, unmuscled, and soft looking. My golden hair was shoulder length. All the features of my small, oval face were in perfect proportion, angelic. The picture showed me before I began my growth spurt, which occurred in my thirteenth year. I was then four feet, nine inches tall and weighed about one hundred pounds.
Linda took most of these photos, when I stayed at her house for two weeks. My parents were on vacation, a second honeymoon, they said. I did not mind being left out, because Linda was my favorite person. I had known her forever and she was to me like a beloved, older sister. She lived just around the block from my house. We saw each other almost every day. Linda was then sixteen years old. She was tall, perhaps five feet, ten inches. The top of my head just reached her upper chest. When whe hugged me back then, my face was pressed into her soft, firm breasts. She was slender and beautiful and I loved her.
In the Spring of that year I began to masturbate, and before long I had to service myself three or four times a day just to keep from going crazy. I had an almost permanent hard-on, and I enjoyed Linda's hugs with a new intensity.
The second picture in the album shows a very pretty young girl in a school uniform. Let me tell you about this. Linda was, like me, an only child. When her parents were at work, we were alone in the house. On the first day of my stay at Linda's house, a Monday, she went to the basement, to her photo lab, and brought up a camara, lights and stuff. That morning she took the first picture in my album. After that shot and others Linda said that she wanted me to model for her in different clothes, ones that would make me appear to be another person. It would be like acting. I eagerly agreed; Linda was always a fun person. Linda went to her room and returned with an armful of clothes, girls clothes. She said she wanted to photograph me as if I were a school girl. I would rather have posed as a cowboy, but I took the clothes into the bathroom and put them on, even the girl panties. When I came back into the living room, Linda looked at me with her mouth agape. She said I was perfect. The skirt, she said, could not be better. It was too short, as one often sees on fast growing school girls. Linda brushed my long hair and with a rubberband made a pony tail. She straightened my clothes and had me pose for a number of shots, one of which is the second photo in my album.
After lunch I was still dressed as a school girl. We went back to the living room and Linda hugged me. She had no bra on and her hard nipple pressed against my lips. My four inch erection was not too noticeable under the skirt. We sat down on the couch and Linda put her arm around me and kissed me on the lips. She remarked that I seemed to be inexperienced with kissing. She set out to teach me how to kiss, and that is how we spent the next hour. I really loved to touch Linda's tongue with mine. After we stopped kissing, Linda let me nuzzle her neck and shoulder. She smelled so good.
After a while Linda wanted to take some more pictures. This time, she said, I would have to remove some of my girl clothes. She then unbuttoned by blouse and took it off. She leaned over and kissed me again, while she rubbed my chest and tummy. She then pulled my skirt down, and I dreaded her seeing my hard little cock, but I did not protest. She looked at the bulge in my panties and tisk-tisked. She took off my shoes, but left the anklets on. Linda told me to lie down on the blanket that she had spread on the floor, face. down. She did things with her camara and was finally ready. She told me to lean up on my right elbow and look back over my left shoulder and to keep my legs together and my lips slightly parted. She shot a number of pictures of me in that position. Then she knelt on the floor behind me and tugged off my panties. At least lying belly down, she could not see my erection. She took some more pictures of me bare assed. I have some of them in my album. They show a gorgeous young girl in a pony tail, lying naked face down on the floor, with her head turned back over her shoulder looking seductively at the camera.
Linda told me that she was finished taking pictures for the day. She came over to me and hauled me to my feet. My cock stood straight out. She sat me on the couch, leaned down, and said that she had to take my anklets off. She took off the first quickly, but she took more time taking off the second, because she was stroking my calf up and down with her hand and her soft cheek was pressed to the inside of my knee. It finally came off. Linda then kissed my knee and began slowly to lick my inner thigh as she moved her head closer and closer to my groin. I was panting, and I approved of everything she was doing. She reached up with her hand and took the base of my cock in her fingers. She gently rubbed my erection against her soft cheek, back and forth. She moved it across her lips to the other cheek. Back and forth she went with my cock, from one cheek to the other. As she rubbed it across her lips, she began to stick her tongue out, and I felt moistness on my glans. Back and forth she rubbed it across her cheeks, lips and tongue. While she was doing this, she was looking up into my face with a far away expression. It was not long before I suddenly squirted my gism all over the side of her face and into her hair. I had caught her unawares, she later told me. She was a mess. My goo dripped from her ear. She then said that we had to take a shower and clean up. She got up and took off all her clothes and stood naked before me. She pulled me up form the couch and hugged my face into her bare breasts. I instinctively began to suckle her hard nipple. I did not try to think of what was happening. I just wanted it to continue.
In the shower Linda washed me as if I were a baby. She lingered on my penis and it was soon hard again. She made my cock slippery with some Vaseline that she had brought with her into the shower stall. She turned her back to me and told me to put my arms around her waist. When I had embraced her slender body, she took my right hand and placed it on her hairy cunt. She took my middle finger in her hand and rubbed it near the top of her pussy. She told me to keep rubbing her like that and to use my other hand to fondle her tit. I did as she told me, my face pressed between her shoulder blades. She was breathing hard. She reached between her legs and took hold of my cock and placed it at her anus, which was even with my hard penis. She then pushed back on me and it went into her ass. I have long treasured the memory of my twelve year old body fondling Lisa's tit, rubbing her clit and fucking her ass. Lisa began to groan and she uttered a long and loud eeeeeeeeek. She staggered against the wall of the shower stall as I moaned aaaaaarg in orgasm and shot my cum deep into her ass.
I quickly washed my cock clean and we got out of the shower. Linda seemed to be in a daze and she was unsteady on her feet; her orgasm had been so powerful. She was totally spent. I steadied her with my arm around her waist, as we proceeded to her bedroom. Once. there, Lisa fell on to the bed, and face up immediately fell asleep. I looked down at the long, slender body of my beautiful sixteen year old cousin. The deep love I had felt for her for as long as I could remember had now acquired a physical, sexual dimension. I lay down beside her and looked with fullfilment into her lovely face. I repeatedly and gently kissed her slightly parted lips, as she slept. I fondled her soft, firm breasts, which were not too large and not too small. And then I suckled a tit for the longest time. Linda still slept, breathing regularly. I nuzzled her belly and licked inside her belly button. I placed my body between her long legs and stroked my boy's cheeks against her soft inner thighs. I buried my face into her pubic hair and breathed deeply her musky aroma. I lay my head on her thigh, reached up and inserted one and then two of my fingers into her vagina. My cock was hard again. I raised myself up onto her body and slowly moved my penis into her vagina, all the way in. I lay inside of her quietly, not moving, my cheek on her breast. She awoke. She wrapped her lithe legs around my slender body and gently squeezed as she stroked my head. She then placed her arms around me as I lay atop of her, embraced by her arms and legs, my penis deep inside of her. Since than I have never loved or been loved as purely or as intensely as that time with Linda. With her arms and legs around my body Linda bagan to move her pelvis against me in quick, short strokes. She was not aroused; she was still spent. She sought to give a present, an orgasm, because she loved me. And she did.