## Archive-name: preteen_sex_in_the_50s1-3

From: Jimbo@oldfolks.hom

Subject: Pre-teen sex in the 50's Chap.1 (Ped, no adults, original)

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

It was the mid 50's. Information for teenagers about sex was really hard to come by. As a boy, I would get excited if there was a good article in National Geographic about the native tribes in So. America, Africa, or the Pacific. It would give me a chance to see real live nude women. The first Playboy magazines that came out featured centerfolds with certain patches of hair discretely hidden. Information was at a premium. And when you did get information it was not always correct. It was sort of like a game we used to play called "Rumor", where someone would whisper a phrase into someone's ear and that person in turn would repeat it, and so on until the "rumor" got to the last person who would say what was whispered into their ear. It was always incomplete or totally incorrect. This is what our sex education was like.

I didn't have any older brothers or sisters to help me. There was just my twin sister, Kathy, and myself. We had separate bedrooms with a common bathroom in between them. Being twelve, I was getting curious about sex and what my sister "looked" like. So I would deliberately try to walk in on her when she was taking a bath or just in the bathroom. She knew what I was up to and let me on occasion. She played the same game with me.

We grew up very close to each other, which is common between twins. We shared almost everything. Almost. But our togetherness really took off a few weeks after our twelfth birthday.

Twins have a strong common bond. Even twins of the opposite sex. We ad been constant companions to each other from the time we could remember. We shared everything. So when this new era in our lives came. It happened to both of us at the same time, in just slightly different ways.

Kathy was in the bathroom sitting on the commode crying. I heard her and went to the door to see if she was okay. As I reached the door of the bathroom, I realized that it was not locked. So I went in to find Kathy sitting there.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

In typical feminine fashion, she replied, "nothing." Sniff

I looked at her with my twelve year old wisdom and said, "you're crying for a reason. Come on. You and I have always shared."

She caught her breath, took a deep sigh, and said, "okay. I woke up this morning and my panties are all wet. I know I didn't wet the bed, I know it isn't pee on my panties."

They were down around her ankles, so I leaned down to take them. "Here let me see what might be wrong." With that I brought them closer for a better inspection. As I did, I smelled something that was really pretty exciting to me. I had no idea what it was or why it smelled so good. But I did know I liked it. It didn't look like pee. I caught a little between my finger and thumb and felt it. "Kathy it doesn't feel like pee, here feel some of it," and I handed her the panties.

She felt it herself and asked, "what is it then? What's happening to me?"

"I don't know. Did you hurt yourself? Is it an infection?"

"I don't remember hurting myself."

"Do you ever play with yourself?"

"What are you? Some kind of doctor. That's none of your business."

"So you do. Maybe that's what's wrong. Why don't you let me look to see if there's an infection."

"Are you crazy? There is no way I'm going to do anything as disgusting as that."

"Okay. But if there is something wrong and mom takes you t the doctor, he will do the same thing. And if there is something wrong he'll tell mom. And then you'll be in big trouble. I was just going to help you. Look, we never keep secrets from each other, and we never tell on each other. I just thought if I could see anything, we could put a bandage on it or something."

"Okay Kevin, but you can only look, you can't touch."

I know the reader would find it hard to believe, but I was as concerned about Kathy as I was curious about her. I had accidentally hit on the 'playing with herself' thing, because I had been doing the same thing with myself, and I saw her rubbing herself in the bath one night.

She stood up and spread her legs, I got down on my hands and knees and looked up. But I couldn't see anything.

"I can't see anything. This isn't working out well. Let me lock your bathroom door so mom won't catch us, and you sit on the counter so I can look better."

We locked the door that led from the bathroom to her bedroom, and she very reluctantly got on the counter and spread her legs. I looked more closely. She had started to grow hair around her pussy and her pussy itself was starting to open up like a flower awakening from it's early bud stages. In some ways I was overwhelmed by the sight, and in others I was very excited. It looked nice and pink around there. No inflammation, no sores. "You'll have to part it open for me."

"What? Are you crazy? Can't you see enough now?"

"No I can't because it's partially closed."

"You better be telling me the truth," she said as she reached down to part he labia. As I looked more closely, I could see more of this liquid coming out of her. And I could smell that same smell. Now I was really finding it's smell to be beyond exciting.

"I don't think there's anything wrong. I don't see any sores. It's not red and blistered. But I see more of that stuff coming out of you. Maybe you're starting your period."

"What do you know about that?"

"Plenty. All the guys talk about it. That's how girls have babies. They have a period, and then a guy sticks his thing inside and shoots some stuff in there, and then she has a baby."

"That's disgusting. Mom would never let dad stick his thing in her. You just made it up."

"No serious. That's how women have babies."

"Not my mother and father."

"Why don't you ask your friends. See if they agree with me."

"Maybe I will...."

"Kathy, time to get up dear," yelled mom at the bottom of the stairs.

"Quick, she'll be up her any time now. Get back in bed. I'll lock the bathroom door and she'll think I'm in here. Go, quick." Kathy jumped down from the counter, and ran to her bed sliding quickly under the covers. I locked the door and looked at the counter. She had left her panties there. So I picked them up with the idea of sneaking them into the dirty clothes hamper when mom wasn't looking. I paused and brought the crotch up to my nose. There was that smell again. I was getting really addicted to it. I brought them closer and stuck my tongue onto the crotch area. The stuff tasted pretty good too. With that, I put them into my back pack with the intention of depositing them before going to school.

Mom called to me to get up. I could tell she had gone into Kathy's room. So I went back into the bathroom, flushed the commode and unlocked the door to Kathy's room.

"You can use the bathroom now Kathy," I called out.

"Thank you," replied Kathy.

After getting dressed, I went downstairs with the back pack and sat down for breakfast. As usual, we were late and I grabbed my back pack and ran out of the house with Kathy's panties still inside. It was when I got to school that I found them again.

"Oh my god," I thought, "how would I explain to any of the guys why I have a pair of girls panties with roses all over them in my back pack. I dirty ones at that. All day long, every time I would open my backpack, I could smell Kathy. I loved it, but was really worried that one of the guys would smell it and discover what was inside.

During lunch I was sitting with some of the older guys eating my lunch, when a friend of mine who was in the eighth grade opened my back pack for no apparent reason. Kathy's bouquet filled the air. Richard dug a little deeper and found the panties.

"What are you doing with these?" he asked.

"They're my sister's. I was supposed to drop them off into the hamper this morning and forgot."

"Wow. They smell like real pussy. Hey look there's a pussy hair on them. Can I keep it?"

I couldn't understand what the big difference would be, and further what was a pussy hair. We didn't even own a cat. He must have been mistaken. "Sure, go ahead."

He reached into the crotch of the panties and pulled out one of the hairs that had formerly been on Kathy's pussy. "So that what he meant." I thought.

"Does she have much hair on her pussy?"

"Is that what you call it? I never knew what you called it except her 'thing'"

Richard became my mentor that lunch hour. And in 45 minutes I learned everything there was to know about sex. I couldn't wait to bring Kathy up to date on my knowledge.

School really dragged on that afternoon. I was so busy trying my best to remember all the facts I had been told. I really wanted to share with Kathy and set her mind at ease. This was just some juice that comes down from inside her pussy to let things slide in and out. And I was right. A man makes his rooster (I later realized it was cock, but cock - rooster, they're the same aren't they?) anyway a man puts his rooster into a woman's pussy and moves it in and out until her squirts his come into her. She doesn't always get a baby, only when she's lucky.

The bell rang to end the school day. I gathered my stuff and ran to the bus. Kathy was there with her friend Pam. I wanted to tell her, but not with Pam there. So I had to wait until we got home.

We got home and there was a note from mom that she and dad were going to be at the Henderson's to play bridge. She had dinner in the oven with all the instructions. We had done this before and it was fine with me. "Hey, now Kathy and I can really talk without fear," I thought.

I heard Kathy come in as I went into my bedroom. I would wait until she got into her room and then I would educate her.

When I heard her go into her room, I promptly went over to the door and walked in, "Kathy, I learned today what that stuff was this morning and what sex is all about and ....oh hello Pam," I was embarrassed. I had blurted out not knowing that Pam was there. Fortunately, Pam really liked me, and we all had played doctor when we were younger, so I didn't mess up too badly.

"What stuff? And what is it that we should know?" asked Pam.

"Oh this morning I thought I had wet my bed. My panties were all wet and I let Kevin check me down there."

"You what?!"

"Hey, what's wrong with that? I've seen you plenty of times before. So there's no big deal. We were worried."

"That's not fair," replied Pam, "we were children then."

"You mean you got a new pussy?" I said, blurting out part of my new vocabulary. Pam knew the term because she had two older sisters and an older brother.

"No smarty, it's the same pussy I had when I was born."

"What are you two talking about?" asked Kathy, pretty exasperated at being left in the dark.

"Oh, pussy is a name that grown up people call your thing, you know down there."

"Yes and when that stuff comes, it is so things can go in and out of your pussy better," I added.

"Things? Like what?"

"A man's rooster," I announced with great pride.

"That's not what you call it," said Pam, "it's a cock."

"Rooster - cock, they're the same thing. And how do you know so much."

"I have sisters, and they have boyfriends."

"Have you ever seen them do it?" I asked.

"No, but I know they do. All adults do."

"Do what?" asked Kathy.

"Kathy, men put their cocks inside women's pussies all the time. I know it must feel really good because Janice and Lisa are always talking about how good it feels to them."

"I sure don't think that sounds all that great. I don't think I ever want to do that," replied Kathy.

"Then you'll just have to frig yourself off," answered Pam.

"What is that?"

"Haven't you ever rubbed your pussy and it feels so good to do it. The harder you rub, the more you want to rub?"

"Yes it started a few months ago when I went pee. I started to wipe myself straight up and it really felt good."

"And now you find if you rub it up there it feels really good?"

"Wow, I thought I was the only one. Yes it feels wonderful."

Pam smiled with great confidence now, "I can almost get it to an organism."

"What's an organism?"

"That's when the pleasure is so strong that you think you might faint."

"Wow, I never knew you could do that. You came close?"

"Several times."

Not wanting to be left out I added in a scholarly tone, "yes when you rub your criterous, or crit, it makes you really dizzy and warm."

"I think there's an 'l' in the word. Clit. But yes, that's what you have to rub."

"How do I know if I have one?" questioned Kathy.

"All girls do. I do. My sister's do. So you have to have one. Pull down your panties and I'll show you."

"No you show me yours first and then we'll look for mine."

"With him in the room?"

"Grow up Pam. I've seen your pussy before and I don't care if it is grown up now. I want to see what one looks like too."

Reluctantly Pam lifted her dress, and pulled off her panties. She had the same light brown hair on her pussy that Kathy had. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs. Soon she was conducting a tour of her pussy for the two of us. Hidden at the top of her pussy was a little button of flesh. She touched it and jumped.

"That's it."

All Kathy and I could say was, "Wow!"

"Do you want to touch it Kathy?"

"No. But let Kevin touch it."

"Okay, he's seen it now so I guess he can touch it."

I reached out ever so carefully my index finger aiming for a tiny target. As the tip of my finger landed on the spot, Pam jumped, I jumped, and Kathy squealed. I got a little braver and probed my finger around it a bit. This seemed to feel really nice to Pam because she let out a sound that is only made when mom gives you a warm chocolate chip cookie right out of the oven.

"Are you okay Pam?" I asked.

"Oh yes, it feels even better when someone else touches it. But now we have to find Kathy's clit. Come on Kathy, you have to do what I did."

Kathy wasn't at all sure about this whole thing, but she complied. If I can say anything about her, it's that she has always been a good sport, and more daring than most girls her age. She finally worked up enough nerve and pulled her dress up and slid out of her panties. She assumed the position that Pam had earlier had. Pam went over to her and pulled her labia apart to expose an even larger clit than Pam had. "There it is!" announced Pam.

"Wow," I exclaimed, "that is really neat."

"Let Kevin touch yours now, just like he touched mine."

I moved a little faster toward this larger target. After all I was now experienced and knew what to do. My finger landed right on top of Kathy's slightly swollen clit. She jumped twice as hard as Pam had.

I backed off and asked, "did it hurt?"

"No, put your finger back. It just tickled. But in a funny way."

I proceeded to probe around the entire area and with each return to her clit, Kathy responded in an even more pronounced way. I started to rub it with a little more frequency and she started to turn blush in color. And then I stopped.

"What did you stop for? I think I was going to get an organism."

"I didn't want to hurt you. Look at all that lubrication stuff she's peeing out now." Sure enough, Kathy was so worked up she was flowing a steady stream of her juices from deep inside her vagina.

Kathy was caught between being relieved that this was normal, and being frustrated that for once in her life this feeling she had been having had a reason that she could understand, and I had stopped.

"If you're a real man, you can make her organism with your tongue," proclaimed Pam, "that's what my brother was bragging about with his friends."

At first I didn't know about this idea, but then as I got thinking about it, it sounded pretty neat. I did like the smell of her stuff, and I kind of liked the taste this morning from the crotch of her panties. "Sure, I'll try."

"That's sick," said Kathy. But then she started to think about how a wet soft tongue would feel down there and relented, "if you want to, go ahead Kevin."

I got on my knees between Kathy's thighs and lowered my mouth onto her pussy. If I enjoyed the taste of her panties, this was beyond description. She tasted really good. As I moved my tongue back and forth against her clit she responded with more feeling than before. She started to shake all over, and soon she was moaning like she was having a fever attack. Her body started to shake harder and harder, and she was breathing really hard now. I continued not wanting to fail her now, I knew she was going to do something big. All of a sudden she cried out Yes, yes yes, yes, yes. All the time she was bouncing her bottom on the bed. Then she stopped and collapsed still twitching a little bit.

"Oh Pam. It's even better than you said. That was the most exciting feeling I have ever had. I got so dizzy I thought I was going to sleep. I felt like I had to pee the hardest I have ever had to, but it wasn't pee. It was just inside me. Oh I can't explain it any better. Pam you have to let Kevin do it to you."

Pam was really reluctant at first. But she really wanted to feel what Kathy had felt. She wanted it so very badly, and now was as good a time as any. So she took her dress off completely and stood there in her training bra and panties. "Okay," she said with some reluctance, "let's do it." And she removed her pink and blue striped cotton panties, now just wearing shoes and socks and her training bra. She laid on the bed next to Kathy with her feet on the ground and her butt seated against the edge.

By now I was a seasoned veteran at eating pussy. I moved quickly, trying to remember exactly how I did it to Kathy. Pam's clit was smaller. But the area around the clit seemed to be super charged with feelings. As my tongue started to lick around the whole area I could smell Pam's juices. Her pussy smelled slightly different than Kathy's, not better or worse, just different. I really enjoyed the smell and taste. Unlike Kathy, Pam was in constant agitation from the very beginning. She was also really noisy. She was crying out constantly, about how good it was feeling. This and the taste was doing some great wonders for me also. The girls weren't aware at all of what was happening to me during all this, but my cock was pushing so hard against my pants that it was getting just plain painful. Pam started to slap the bed on both sides of her now as she lifted her butt off the bed and pushed her pussy deeper into my face. It was so forceful that my tongue slipped off her clit and down toward the entrance of her vagina. Instead of slowing her down, this brought her into an even more violent reaction. She was furious with activity and agitation. Her pre teen juices were flowing steadily out and down her ass crack to the bed spread.

Then with one large thrust of her pelvis, she climaxed in a grand style. Her legs came together and pinned my head between them. As I managed to wiggle free, I looked at her face, she still had tooth marks on her bottom lip, her eyes were closed and she was moving her head back and forth. She was gasping for air.

As she finally was able to catch her breath she opened her eyes and a smile lit her face. "That was the greatest. That was more than anyone said it would be. I want to do it again and again. You're right Kathy, it makes you feel like you have to pee the biggest pee in your life and you just can't hold it. And when you let go, you just float in the sky."

The two girls were so wrapped up in describing their new found pleasures that they forgot that I was in the room. Suddenly Pam spoke up, "we had to show ourselves to Kevin. I think he should show himself to us. It's only fair."

"Kevin," asked Pam, "do you ever, you know...squirt that stuff out?"

I had already admitted in a way to Kathy that I had masturbated a couple of times (I didn't say per day which was much closer to the truth). I looked at Pam and said, "it's not that easy. I don't just let it get hard and it squirts by itself. I have to pet it."

This made both of them giggle almost out of control. Then Kathy spoke up, "take off your clothes and let us see what a man looks like. It's been a long time since we saw you.

I slowly removed my pants and shirt, standing there in my shoes, socks and BVD's. But by now, my cock was straining to free itself from captivity. I removed my shorts and there was a gasp. I don't think either girl expected to see anything other than the little worm I used to have between my legs. I had been developing and not only did I have a much larger cock than they had anticipated, but my balls had descended, and I had pubic hair. The sight of the two of them laying on Kathy's bed with no panties on, made me grow to a pretty impressive size in their eyes. Kathy had her mouth wide open, and Pam just sat there and starred at me. "So that's what it looks like," said Kathy with a sound of total disbelief. "I have only seen my brothers from a distance and I don't think it's that big," remarked Pam Of course she probably never saw her brothers hard.

"Pet it and make it squirt"

I slowly started to stroke my cock. I kept my excitement up by looking at the two girls on Kathy's bed. It wasn't going to take long to erupt this time. I could feel my insides starting to churn. Slowly I could feel a pressure build up in me as I started to stroke faster and with more purpose. I shut my eyes to concentrate on the feelings. I could feel it coming. And finally out it shot, arching into the air and landing on the carpet in front of the two girls.

They both jumped up and ran to the spot where it landed. "Be careful Kathy, it might get you pregnant if you touch it."

Kathy ignored the warning and scooped up what she could into her hand. "No you can't. You have to have it inside you." Then she looked at it closely. "It looks like snot. But it feels different. She put her hand up to her nose to smell it. "It smells like paste."

"Let me see," asked Pam, she looked it over carefully.

"Remember, you can't get pregnant from it unless it goes inside you."

"That's right," Pam said as she took some out of Kathy's hand.

Pam smelled it and looked carefully at it, then she noticed my cock was getting smaller, and there was some of my stuff on it. She came over to me and handled my now downsizing cock. She was the first 'woman' to handle it, if you consider a twelve year old a woman.

"The skin is so soft. Kathy you feel it."

Kathy jumped at the opportunity. Now she was ready to learn everything she could. She wanted to feel it. "Make it hard again so we can feel it when it's bigger."

"I can't. It takes time to reload. Let me do you again and then maybe it will be ready."

"Sure"

"And when you're through with Kathy, do me."

"This time let me see your titties too."

The two of them looked at each other and giggled and shrugged their shoulders, "why not?"

You have to appreciate that I had never had the opportunity to feel real female breasts in my life. Well, my mother did nurse both Kathy and myself, but I don't count that. The anticipation of what was in store for me as they both removed their training bras made me feel super excited. This was more exciting than touching their pussies. I mean these were going to be real live tits. As Pam's bra feel away exposing what to me were big breasts, my head was spinning. I wanted to touch them so badly and she realized that. "Go ahead Kevin, you can feel them," she said.

Slowly I reached my hand out to feel one of them. As my finger landed gently on the surface, a spark went through my whole body. This was exciting.

"But your whole hand on it, it won't bite you," Pam encouraged me.

I have been very lucky to feel and admire many breasts in my life. But the first time I ever felt a real living breast was something I will never forget. 40 years later, and I can still remember what that feel was like. Firm, yet soft. Totally exciting. She already had well defined nipples, even if they weren't very large, there was no mistake that she was excited. My hand rested there so that my brain could absorb the moment. This moment was broken when Kathy pushed her breasts into my face. While not as big as Pam's, her training bra was not for decoration or wishful thinking only, it was needed. She was well on her way to development.

"Kathy, can I kiss them?"

"That sounds nice, please do."

I leaned over with my hand still on Pam's breast, and kissed Kathy's breast. By pure instinct I put my mouth over her nipple and started to like it. This turned out to be the most correct move to make at this time. Kathy responded with sounds of shear pleasure. Pam was so excited over what I was doing with Kathy that her nipples started to get hard. Those little 12 year old buds responding in such a dramatic way. I turned from Kathy to do the same with Pam. It was becoming obvious that I needed two mouths. At this age, these two women were showing a very feminine response, the love of attention and adoration of their breasts.

Finally, Pam looked down at my cock which had grown to behemoth proportions. "Look at how big it got Kathy."

"Kevin make it squirt again. We want to see it."

For some strange reason, the girls while watching me, started to feel each others breasts. We three began a time of mutual satisfaction. Even though I had cum just a few minutes ago, I was ready again. I was so charged up by what I had seen that I just couldn't hold back. By this time, the two girls were sitting on the edge of the bed with me standing almost in front of Pam. With one last stroke my first shot of ejaculate went sailing
through the air and landed squarely on top of Pam's left breast, the next shot hit her arm and the final shot got her just above the navel.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to land on you."

Pam was in no way repulsed. Instead she smiled at me, and scooped the glob off her breast and tasted it.

"It doesn't taste too bad Kathy, not real yummy, but not real yucky either. You should try it."

Of all the attributes my sister had, she was bold. She never backed down from a dare or challenge. Without any other words, she gathered all that was on Pam's arm and plopped it into her mouth.

After tasting it for a second or two, she said, "I kind of like the taste. The thought of where it came from is really neat. I mean I don't want to give up candy for it, but there is something that makes me feel tingly all over about it. Do you think we can get pregnant if we shallow too much of this?"

This simple problem was new to the girls, but one that they had to find an answer to. They both decided that they would put this into their mouths again, but how much was safe?

As they were pondering that problem, we heard the garage door open. "Quick, mom and dad are home. Kathy, Pam get dressed for bed, and get into bed, Mom always checks there first. I'll go through the bathroom and close the doors. Move, she'll be up here in a minute."

The girls scrambled quickly to get things set for Mom's goodnight visit. Pam got into her pajamas so quickly she forgot to wipe the cum off her belly and squashed between her body and pajamas.

Soon Mom was upstairs and into Kathy's room. I hadn't closed the bathroom doors completely and heard her kiss the girls goodnight.

"Did Kevin get home on time?"

"Yes Mommy."

"Are you awake Kevin?"

In a voice like I had just started to doze off I answered, "Yes, Mommy"

"Good night children, I'll see you in the morning."

Disaster averted.

Path: pub.news.uk.psi.net!usenet2.news.uk.psi.net!uknet!usenet1.news.uk.psi.net!uknet!tank.news.pipex.net!pipex!nntp.primenet.com!news.cais.net!hunter.premier.net!news.thenet.net!uunet!in3.uu.net!netnews.worldnet.att.net!ix.netcom.com!news From: Jimbo@oldfolks.hom Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Pre-teen sex in the 50's Chap. 2 (Ped. no adults, original) Date: Tue, 13 Aug 1996 13:17:50 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 555 Message-ID: <4uq4r2$56f@dfw-ixnews8.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: mvo-ca10-01.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Tue Aug 13 9:52:18 AM CDT 1996 X-Newsreader: Forte Agent .99b.113

Preteen Sex in the 50's

Things would start to really escalate from this one night on. We learned so much about ourselves and each other during the time that followed.

After this Friday night with Pam, Kathy would make it a habit to sometimes come over to bed with me. It was pretty much a mutual desire. We decided unofficially to use my bedroom because hers was too close to the top of the stairs. The Master Bedroom was downstairs and just off the hallway that lead to a family room. There was never a fear that our parents would ever come upstairs to find us, but we didn't want to risk anything.

We had also unofficially adopted a policy of open doors between our rooms and the bathroom. It seems that at that age nothing bothered us. Sometimes we would visit while the other was using the toilet. And almost always we would visit when one of us was taking a bath. The only time we didn't was when there was fear of discovery. Our parents rarely came upstairs to check on us, respecting our need for privacy. And usually Mom would announce that she was coming up.

This was a time of tenderness between Kathy and myself. I enjoyed washing her back in the bath tub, and of course, she would let me wash other areas, which added to my enjoyment.

When we were in bed together, we would usually spend time in either masturbating ourselves or masturbating each other. We at this time were learning to 'French Kiss'. This at first was not my 'cup of tea', but Kathy loved it. After a while I got to where I was really enjoying it. We would usually fall asleep together, and she would leave to go to her bed early in the morning. She always had to go pee just before sunrise, so this became an internal clock that helped us keep from being detected.

About three weeks after that evening with Pam, there was a big electrical storm that came through. Kathy was still pretty nervous about thunder and lightning, so as the storm intensified, she came charging into my bedroom and hoped into bed with me. I held her and rubbed her back. Soon she was relaxed enough that she fell asleep. As she fell asleep, I dozed off. This was the one time her internal clock failed her. It was a school day and we were both sleeping so soundly that we didn't hear Mom come up the stairs. She went into Kathy's room, but no Kathy. She came into my room and found the two of us in bed. Fortunately Kathy was wearing her pajamas, as was I, and we were asleep back to back.

Mom woke us with, "Oh poor Kathy, that storm really frightened you didn't it dear? But I'm afraid you're getting a little too old to be getting into bed with Kevin. Next time come downstairs to wake me up."

Another bullet dodged.

Mom and Kathy had a mother-daughter talk, and I don't know how she did it, but Kathy convinced Mom that Mom could trust her and me together. Mom bought it. Or for the time being. We never had to find out for how long, because she never caught us again.

Our next big adventure came that Friday night. Our parents had decided that they needed to have a date night once in a while. And so it was going to become a routine that the two of them would go to the movies on Friday night. Mom would fix dinner for us before they left, and then she and Dad would go for dinner and a movie. They never got home before 11:00.

This Friday night Kathy had Pam over again. Pam had hounded her sister Lisa (who was a Junior in college) to explain some of the 'real facts of life'. Lisa obliged figuring it was her duty as an older sister to educate her soon to be teen aged sister. The information Lisa gave Pam was very correct and led to some really exciting adventures.

When that Friday night came, the three of us couldn't wait for Mom and Dad to leave. We set all kinds of records downing our dinner and cleaning up. Pam hadn't really told us what she had learned. Lisa came home from school two days earlier, and she and Pam had their heart to heart talk on Thursday night. There were too many 'ears' around for her to tell Kathy anything at school. We were really ready to learn what she had found out and she was really ready to test out her new found knowledge.

Our parents were gone, we had eaten and the kitchen was cleaned up. And, it was only 6:45. We would have a few hours of fun.

We immediately went charging up the stairs and to Kathy's room. All the way up the stairs, we were removing our clothes. In no time at all, we were in a circle in Kathy's room all sporting our 'one button suits' and big smiles.

"Hurry Pam, tell us what you learned."

Pam went to her purse which had previously been put in Kathy's room and pulled out a note. "Well, first of all, we need to correct a few wrong terms. Kevin, that is your cock, put the correct name is penis. You can also call it a dick, or prick. Our pussies, is more complicated. Lisa said that the outside is called labia, or lips, but inside is called v-a-g-i-n-a, vageena I think she said. The little 'button' that feels so good is a clit. All together they are called a pussy, twat, or cunt. Lisa pussy is a nicer word."

"When a man puts his penis inside a woman and moves it around, they are having intercourse, or it's called fucking."

"I heard that word before. I was told never use it. I wonder if that's why you shouldn't use it? Maybe people don't like to talk about fucking," said Kathy.

"Lisa said the first time you do it, it kind of hurts but then feels really neat. She asked me if I ever played with myself, and I told her yes. She said that was fine and I could learn about myself better that way. She asked if I ever came. She said to come is another way to say Orgasm. She said that when a man puts his penis inside a woman's vageena, that it feels even better than playing with yourself. I asked her if she ever let Brad do that to her. She said they were going to get married this summer and so they do it a lot of times. She says it is really a wonderful thing to do."

Kathy looked a little suspicious, "it sounds nasty to me."

"Well you like Kevin to lick your pussy, so why would that be nasty?"

"Go on, what else did you learn?" I encouraged.

"Well, guys like to have girls lick their cocks as much as girls liked to have their pussies licked. And you can't get pregnant if you swallow a man's semen. That's what that white stuff Kevin squirts out is called. It has a million-trillion little things in it called sperm and they won't hurt you. But if one gets inside your pussy, and it's the correct time, it jumps into an egg and bang a baby begins."

"Only birds have eggs. People don't have them," Kathy protested.

"That's not so. Only our eggs don't have shells."

Our conversation continued. When she was finished, Pam said that she had been practicing putting a finger in her vagina to get used to something in there. At first she didn't know if she liked it, but now she loved it and wanted me to lick her and put his finger inside her while I did. And when she was finished she wanted to lick my cock and let me cum inside her mouth. All this sounded pretty fair to me. Kathy wanted to watch before she would try to put anything inside her.

We started slowly, I had licked and sucked Kathy to quite a few orgasms by now and I wanted to start to enjoy this even more. But now putting my finger inside a pussy was a new thrill for me.

Actually I was fairly nervous about invading her this way. I wasn't sure what it would do to my finger, what my finger would do to it. Was this the right thing to do? But I learned a valuable lesson. As I started to lick her pussy, I learned that as my sexual excitement increased, my inhibitions decreased proportionately. Because soon I had no fear at all about slipping my finger inside of Pam. At first it seemed like it might not fit. I slowly exerted more pressure on the hole and my finger started to ease its way inside her. The sensations I felt were beyond description. This was soft. As soft as the inside of my mouth. Or maybe even softer than that. It was wet and slippery. And it was very warm. I could feel it pulsing against my finger and at first thought I might be hurting Pam, so I looked up to see if she looked okay. I could only see her face at an angle, but she had her eyes shut and a big pleasant smile on her face. Obviously this wasn't hurting her. To the contrary, this was doing just what she wanted it to do. Bring her heightened pleasure.

I removed my mouth from her pussy long enough to catch my breath. I glanced at Kathy who was watching the action with tremendous intensity. He hand was between her legs and she was rubbing herself gently. Pam's reaction was having a big impact on Kathy.

"Move it in and out slowly, Kevin," came Pam's request.

I wasn't even aware that by moving my finger in and out that I was simulating an even bigger action for Pam. "Finger Fuck" was not a term any of us were even aware of. All I know was this was really having an affect on all three of us. Pam was really enjoying the sensation of my tongue on her clit and my finger moving in and out of her pussy; Kathy instinctively knew that Pam was feeling something wonderful; and for the first time in my life I was getting a feeling of what I really wanted to be doing with my cock. I was so hard now that I could have been used as a punch press to punch holes in steel plates. My mind was spinning, and my finger was soaking up every new feeling and sensation that Pam's vagina could give it. She was really getting agitated now. Her body was really bouncing on the bed vigorously as I licked hard and moved my finger in and out faster.

With one big scream of passionate achievement, she announced to the world that she had experienced something very wonderful and special had just happened. Kathy had watched with total fascination.

"Kathy, that was greater than anything. I was like I was on a big cloud just floating and I couldn't come down, but I didn't want to. If that's what sex is all about I want it all the time. Kathy you have to try it."

My sister was very reluctant. A couple of months ago she hadn't even let someone touch her pussy, and now she was contemplating having me put my finger inside of it. That was an unsettling thought for her. She had never venture beyond the surface of her vagina, let alone go deep inside of it. But finally she felt she had to be up to the challenge. "Okay, but Kevin if it hurts and I tell you to take them out you better do it or else."

I had never been into inflicting pain, and even to this day don't enjoy hurting anyone even accidentally. "Kathy, I would never do anything to hurt you. I promise."

Kathy laid down on the bed and spread her legs. I got down with my head between them. Before even touching her pussy with my fingers, I started to lick her pussy. This seemed to be the most correct thing, because Kathy responded by relaxing. Something familiar happening before something new being tried seemed to be what she needed. I then started to feel the outer lips of her pussy, working my finger all around it, both inside (between the inner and outer lips) and outside, I didn't go any closer toward the middle. When she was starting to shiver (her indication of total arousal) I started to slip my index finger inside her. At first she jumped at the intrusion, but I could feel her getting wetter now, and it was like she was opening up a door inside her because now my finger was almost being pulled inside her. Concepts like virgin pussy, incredible tightness, and others were so foreign to us at this time that we just did what felt instinctively good.

"Are you okay Kathy," I asked resounding to a moan she made.

"Don't stop, I can take it. Please don't stop, it's starting to feel better now."

My finger moved in as far as I had gotten it into Pam. Kathy seemed to now enjoy what was happening. Her breathing was getting very pronounced now and I could feel the walls of her vagina pulsing against my finger.

"Move your finger in and out Kevin, I think I'm ready."

I started to move my finger in and out of her pussy. Kathy responded with even more movement of her hips. Any fear or pain she had previously had were distant memories, because she was in total enjoyment of what was happening. "Move your finger faster Kevin, please. It feels so good."

With more vigorous movement of my fingers and my tongue continuing to work her clit over, she rushed into a gigantic climax that exceeded anything a 12 year old should feel. Her breathing was now so heavy that I could feel her chest rising and falling. Then I started to feel the walls of her vagina grip my finger and release it, to regrip it in wave after wave. "Oh," she cried out, "this is better than anything, I don't want to stop, I don't."

As she slowed down in her internal pulsing, her body stopped it's agitation. When I felt she had gone as far as she was going to go, I withdrew my finger and slid up to meet me face to face. We kissed. More deeply than ever before. The first time we had ever touched our tongues.

Kathy seemed to like touching tongues. I never thought much about kissing. That's a girl thing I used to think. I was shocked when Kathy wanted to kiss more and she couldn't keep her lips shut. I felt her two lips opened and sandwiching my two shut lips in between them. "Kevin! Will you learn how to kiss right? Please!"

As I thought about it, the feel of the tip of her tongue touching the tip of my tongue felt kind of neat. So I tried to match how wide she opened her mouth with my mouth. This time our tongues not only met, they crashed into each other. "This isn't bad at all," I thought to myself, "I can live with doing this." We continued to kiss until Pam broke us up.

"Oh Pam, you have to really kiss Kevin. It's delicious to do a real 'Hollywood' kiss with him."

"Let me try. Kiss me that way Kevin."

Pam and I kissed, and now I was really getting into this kissing stuff. And so was Pam. Instead of letting my tongue go into her mouth and then retreat to end the kiss, her tongue followed mine into my mouth and she explored the entire inside of my mouth with her tongue. We finally ended what seemed like a two hour kiss. When we parted our lips, I looked down and Pam had her fingers rubbing her clit. "I guess you like to kiss too," I said as I looked down at her crotch.

Pam blushed over the fact that her inner most feelings had been revealed. "God, I never thought you could get so tingly over a kiss, but look at the 'goose bumps' on my arms. I need to kiss again."

Probably one of the finest things about young sex is the joy of discovery. Everything is way out of proportion. But kissing is something you do from the time you're in diapers. Everyone kisses you as a baby. When you're a toddler strangers come up to you and demand kisses. Especially if you're a twin, you get kissed because of the novelty of twins. But when you kiss in earnest, it takes on an entire new meaning. None of us had experienced this feeling before. So we spend a lot of time kissing. To a point that we almost lost track of time. Our kissing was accompanied by a lot of mutual feeling and masturbating. Kathy had gotten to the point where she wanted fingers in her vagina when she was cumming. We had so much fun exploring these new adventures that we didn't bother to go into any newer fields of sex.

By the time our parents got home, we were all in bed and asleep. The girls had left Kathy's light on and I heard Mom come upstairs to turn it off. I guess she must have smiled and looked please at these two little angelic creatures asleep in Kathy's bed.

It didn't take long at all for our next adventure to come into focus. Pam's older brother had gotten some weird little comic books. These weren't the regular colored comic books, but each page had one or two scenes in it and they were in black and white. Not only that but they were small. And not only that but the characters were doing some strange things with each other that never appeared in the funny papers on Sunday. Pam sneaked these out of her brother's room and brought them over that Wednesday night. Our parents always played Bridge on Wednesday nights, so we were alone for a few hours.

"Look at this one," said Pam as she showed us a booklet with 'Blonde and Dagwood'. In the first scenes Blonde was getting ready for her wedding with Dagwood. She didn't have many clothes on but was wearing part of her brides dress. In the following scenes, her boyfriend has sex with her. As he is ready to leave Blonde asked, "What am I going to tell Dagwood now that my Maiden Head is broken?"

Pam stopped there and said that she didn't know what that meant so she asked Lisa what it was. "Lisa said that if a girl has never had intercourse before, she has a piece of skin deep inside her that a man's penis breaks the first time it goes in."

"Ouch," said Kathy, "that would really hurt."

"Lisa said it hurts at first, but the hurt goes away and it feels even better than anything else. She said there was a tiny bit of blood, but that doesn't hurt anything. She said that after the 'Maiden Head' is gone, then anytime a man puts his penis inside it feels wonderful."

We had to take Lisa's word for it since neither of the girls had experienced anything like this before.

Another comic book that really caught our attention was 'Nancy'. Nancy was a little dark haired girl who lived with her aunt who was an attractive grown woman. There is a scene where Nancy's aunt and her boyfriend are doing a 69 bit. This caught our attention immediately.

"What if she 'farts' in his face?" asked Kathy.

"Kathy!! Don't be gross!" we remarked back in unison.

We just stared at that page. "Too bad Mom and Dad will be home pretty soon, I'd do it with you Pam," I said. (How brave and self sacrificing of me.)

While the Aunt Fritzi had her pussy in her boyfriend's face he looked up and saw her asshole. In the next scene he is so overcome by this that he starts to lick it, and then in the next scene they start to have anal sex when Nancy comes into the room and tells them that adults never do anything right, that he's missed her cunt completely.

"Do you really think men lick women's buttholes Kevin."

"That's sick," I answered.

"I don't know," said Pam, "it might feel good. But I don't want any man putting his penis into my butthole, yuk!"

We heard the car pulling into the driveway, so Pam gathered up the comic books and put them into her purse. "I have to go home now anyway. I'll try to sneak these out again so we can read the other ones."

Later after Mom and Dad went to bed, Karen came into my room and got into bed with me. We talked about the comic books and what things we had seen in them. "Do you ever think you would lick a woman's butthole?" asked Kathy.

"I don't think so. If I did it better be clean, cause I don't want to lick one with poop on it. Would you ever let some one lick yours?"

"I don't know. It might feel nice. I would have to think about it. I might be embarrassed that it isn't clean."

We hugged and gave one final kiss, the new kisses we had learned just recently. Before I knew it, Kathy was asleep in my arms, and my arm was 'falling asleep', but somehow I didn't care.

That next Friday night, Pam wasn't coming to stay over so it was just Kathy and myself. We watched some TV and I went upstairs to work on a model airplane. I heard Kathy go into the bathroom and pee. Then she turned on the water in the bath tub. "Are you going to bed this early?" I asked.

"No I just wanted to take a bath and be up here with you. It's boring downstairs."

When she climbed into the tub, I put my model stuff away and went into the bathroom to talk with her and wash her. I had gotten to where I loved to wash her body, and she loved having me wash it. Since we were in the same home room and a couple of other classes together, we had the same teachers and knew the same kids at school. We were also very sophisticated and could talk about what we thought about the other kids sexually.

We joked about the various teachers. "Do you ever think Miss Statton will find a man who will lick her pussy?" asked Kathy.

"I think he better have a cold so he doesn't have to smell it too much," I joked back. "But Mrs. Jackson, I would lick hers anytime."

"Mr. Sims can lick mine all day long, he is so cute."

I helped her dry off . With all this conversation Kathy just wasn't ready to get dressed for bed. Instead she started to undress me. "Why don't you take a bath. Then let's try to let you lick me like we saw in that Nancy comic."

"Okay, as long as you promise not to 'fart' in my face."

Kathy giggled at the thought and proceeded to help me undress. I finished my bath and as I got out to get dry, Kathy spotted that my cock was now pretty big. "I think you are ready to lick me good." It didn't take much time for us to end up on top of my bed. "Come on Kevin, let's try it. Lie on your back"

I rolled over on my back and Kathy positioned her pussy right over my mouth. She moved into position like she had done this a million times. I now realize that she had been fantasizing about this position ever since she saw the comic book.

Kathy loved this position. I later in life found out that she really did love it because she had complete control of all movement. I didn't mind it one bit. I had to move her ass cheeks to one side so I could breath. And as I did, I looked up and saw her tight little butthole. I had never really thought that this could be a very exciting thing to see, but it was pink and tightly puckered. I got one of my fingers wet and started to circle it. Kathy jumped immediately at the first contact. "You can touch it, but don't push into it or I'll bite your cock until it bleeds," warned Kathy.

I took Kathy's warning to heart, but was really fascinated with this tiny piece of her anatomy. "Would I lick this?" I thought to myself, "it's clean. I never thought it would look so nice. I feels so different all around it. I wonder how it would feel against my tongue. Do you think Kathy would let me try it lick it. Or would she think it was sick?"

About that time Kathy again adjusted her body and my mouth had her clit covered. My fingers were moving in and out of her vagina very freely, with her being on top and her legs spread apart like they were her pussy was open more usual and my fingers had less resistance.

It seems that every time she climaxed from this time on was bigger and more pronounced than before. But this one came in a series of waves. Each one got bigger than the last one. She pushed her pussy hard into my face and I was having a hard time breathing, yet I was so excited that I somehow didn't care. I could feel her vaginal juices combined with my saliva, running down my neck. And soon her waves of passion decreased as she fell forward against my body. She just laid there enjoying all the feelings she was having. Slowly she slid off and reversed her position to lay even with me. We kissed a really long 'Hollywood' kiss, and just jeld each other.

My mind was still thinking about her tight little butthole. I now knew I wanted to lick it and let my tongue feel it.

"Kathy. I want to.. I mean would you let me, uhm. I would like to lick your butthole. Would you let me?"

She was still on cloud nine. And I could probably have done anything with her at that point. "If that's what you want to do Kevin, then I guess it's all right. How do you want me to be?"

"I don't know, I've never done this. Can you get on your hands and knees?"

She got on all fours, I moved her legs apart and my tongue hit the target with the skill of 'Robin Hood' splitting the arrow in two. I guess one of the joys of exploring sexually is the different textures on a woman's body. A tongue is so sensitive to this and becomes a faithful messanger to the brain in telling the brain what it finds. My tongue was telling my brain that this was a tight wrinkled area of skin, yet by pushing my tongue harder against it, there was some give to it.

In spite of all her uneasy feelings about it, Kathy loved the feel of a wet soft tongue rubbing against her anus. She showed her pleaure by reaching her hand down and stroking herself.

Soon I was getting a little tired of the position I was in and I let my tongue slid again to her pussy. She didn't need encouragement from me. She was ready again. We had accidently stumbled on yet another new position. This time she didn't come as quickly nor with as much intensity, but it was a lot easier for me to breath.

When we finished, we started to kiss when she backed off. "Not until you brush your teeth."

"What?"

"I'm not going to kiss you after you have licked my bottom until you brush your teeth."

"You didn't like it?"

"I didn't say that. I thought it felt. Well, really nice. But the thought of your tongue being there and then in my mouth. No thank you."

"Kathy, it was clean. You just took a bath. But if you want me too, I brush now. I have to anyway." I got up to brush my teeth and she grabbed my arm and pulled me into her. We ended with a long deep kiss.

"It was kind of sexy feeling too. I guess anytime you want to lick it you can. But please don't push anything into it."

"If you don't want anything pushed into it, I won't"

Again like the perfect little angels we were, Kathy and I were clean and in bed before our parents got home.

And yet a new adventure had taken place.

Path: pub.news.uk.psi.net!usenet2.news.uk.psi.net!uknet!usenet1.news.uk.psi.net!uknet!tank.news.pipex.net!pipex!nntp.primenet.com!news.cais.net!zdc-e!zdc!enews.sgi.com!news.sgi.com!sdd.hp.com!swrinde!howland.erols.net!vixen.cso.uiuc.edu!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in3.uu.net!netnews.worldnet.att.net!ix.netcom.com!news From: Jimbo@oldfolks.hom Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Pre-teen sex in the 50's (Ped no adults, original) Date: Tue, 13 Aug 1996 13:19:45 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 551 Message-ID: <4uq4un$56f@dfw-ixnews8.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: mvo-ca10-01.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Tue Aug 13 9:54:15 AM CDT 1996 X-Newsreader: Forte Agent .99b.113

Pre-teen sex in the 50’s chap. 3

It had been over four months since that first morning with Kathy. A fast four months. We went from total modesty and privacy to a very open and exploitative relationship. Not only had I explored Kathy's butthole, but she went so far as to lick and play with mine. Unlike her, I let her push her fingers into me. This she found to be a great pleasure doing. She liked to have the power over me. She was probing so deep that on a couple of occasions she hit something inside of me and I just about jumped out of my skin.

Kathy hadn't been able to make me cum with her mouth without my assistance, but on several occasions she got a mouthful of my semen and was really getting to enjoy it. Not so much for the taste as for the thought of what she was doing.

Pam hadn't had a chance to come over too often. But that didn't stop the three of us from getting together at school to discuss what new things we were learning. We did know we had a great opportunity for an all day Saturday event when my parents were going to leave us at Pam's house while they would be gone all day. Pam's sister Lisa was supposed to be watching us, but her heart wasn't into it, so we told her we would go over to our house to listen to records. We knew Lisa wouldn't mind and that she wouldn't bother to come over since we lived three blocks away and she "had better things to do." This was too great to believe. Pam had gotten her brother's comic books and we had the key to our house.

We went in through the back and went charging up to Kathy's bedroom. We were taking our clothes off as fast as we could without falling down. Pam had not had any action for so long and she said she was getting tired of just playing with herself. She needed "a tongue and fingers in her pussy." We were all laughing so hard that we forgot what we was so funny.

"Quick Pam let's look at the books," said Kathy.

Pam opened one with 'Little Orphan Annie'. Daddy Warbucks was playing with her pussy and she was stroking his bigger than life cock. In a few frames later, he had his gigantic cock inside Annie and talking about all the other girls at the orphanage.

"Wouldn't that hurt to have something that big inside you?" asked Kathy.

"Babies come out of there don't they. That looks big but I bet a baby is bigger. Don't you ever want to try Kathy?"

"Maybe someday, but it looks too scary right now."

We again looked at the book with Nancy's Aunt Fritzi. "Do you think a man would really lick a woman's butt like that?" asked Pam.

Kathy and I looked at each other and just giggled. "Okay you two, what's wrong. Hey have you two. No, you didn't. Oh yuk."

"What do you mean 'yuk'? It's kind of neat to do, and it's really fun to have done. Someday I'm going to have Kevin put his finger inside."

This surprised me. This is the person who had threatened to mutilate me, and now she was telling me what I was going to do in the future.

"You would really let him push a finger inside. What if he touches poop in there?"

"I put my finger way up inside Kevin and didn't feel any poop. It has really soft skin inside there. I felt something inside that made him jump, but it wasn't poop."

"And you licked her butthole?" Pam was astounded now.

"You bet. More than once. It was really neat and once we made her cum with just me licking and her playing with herself."

We seemed to have satisfied Pam that this was not the most disgusting thing in the world. In fact she was now on the brink of massive curiosity about having her anus licked and played with. I don't want to leave the impression that Pam was some kind of a prude, but this was really foreign to the thinking of a twelve year old girl, no matter how much she had been learning about sex. It took even more courage for her to allow this than anything else we had done together. "If I say stop, you will stop won't you?"

"Pam I won't do anything that you don't want to have happen, I promise."

We told her the position that Kathy had found to be the most comfortable for her. With Pam in position, I saw clearly for the first time her very tight anus. The brown ring around it seemed to be a little larger than Kathy's. As I moved my mouth closer to her, I all of a sudden realized that Pam had not just gotten out of the bath tub. There was a fragrance there that wasn't all that sexy. But I didn't want to embarrass her. I just went for it. In the mean time Kathy was licking my cock and making it bigger. It was a good thing, because when my cock gets bigger I lose my sense of smell and taste. Before long I was into really washing Pam's bottom. She seemed to enjoy it even more than Kathy did, to a point that she was asking me to put my finger inside her. By this time I was so worked up by Kathy that I would have tried to stick my head up there if Pam wanted me to. I tried to push gently, but my finger was so dry that it wasn't going to work. I lubricated my finger in Pam's vaginal flow and again tried to insert it. Success. The finger slipped in with hardly any resistance and once in, I felt the softness of skin that Kathy had talked about. It was really quite a nice feeling. "Move it in and out like you do with my pussy," came Pam's request. As I did I noticed that this was so much tighter than even her pussy was. I started to move my finger in and out, but not all the way out, moving with slow small strokes. Pam was really enjoying this now. All the while I was feeling a very new sensation on my cock. Kathy had put the tip completely into her mouth and was feeling it with her tongue. I started to feel an incredible pressure build up inside me and before I could warn Kathy, I shot everything I had into her mouth. She had tasted at my cum before, but now she had an entire mouth filled with it. It came out with enough force that it choked her slightly until she could catch her breath. All the while Pam was rubbing her clit furiously and I was moving my finger in and out of her butthole. Pam came with a loud cry. I felt her anus pulse against my finger, as it throbbed through her orgasm. And then she fell forward onto Kathy her face pushing up against Kathy's breasts.

"Kathy that was wild. It felt so tight down there. It felt like I was going to bust in two. I loved it."

She wanted to kiss me, but by now I could tell my face probably didn't smell kissable. I told them I had to go to the bathroom to pee (which I was by now able to do).

I was hoping to escape alone and wash off my face, but the two of them decided to follow me in. "Can I hold it while you pee," asked Pam.

"Sure, but what's the big deal? I hold all the time."

"I've always wanted to hold one while it's peeing. But I can't ask my father or brother. Please let me."

"Why not." I stood in position in front of the commode and Pam held onto my cock. Soon a small spring of pee was coming out. Pam was very inexperienced with her aim and I got the floor wet on both sides of the toilet. Kathy seeing what was happening started to laugh. When Pam and I finished. I looked at the mess and said, "it doesn't look like we need to flush does it."

I managed to avoid Pam kissing me until I could discretely wash off my face. It didn't bother me, but I knew it would probably gross her out.

We went back to Kathy's bed and continued to read the comics. We found one that depicted a lesbian encounter.

"Pam! Look at this!"

"Women don't really do that do they. I mean lick each other."

"I don't know if I would like that," said Kathy.

"You didn't know if you would like anyone to lick you until I did it to you," I reminded Kathy.

"I don't know about having another girl touch me there, though."

"Not even me," asked Pam.

"That's different, you're my best friend."

This discussion was terminated when the phone rang. We were indecisive as to whether or not we should answer the phone. After 5 rings, we answered and it was Pam's sister Lisa telling us to come back home, her parents were due pretty soon. So we got dressed, put everything away and went back to Pam's home.

The next Wednesday evening, my parents were going to play bridge, as was their Wednesday night routine. Our rooms were upstairs with the bathroom separating them. My parents had a master bedroom downstairs with a big shower and bath tub. Kathy asked Mom, "can I take a shower tonight instead of a bath?"

"That's fine dear, but why?"

"Bath's are for little kids. Grownups take showers."

Mom laughed and said that the two of us could take showers if we would promise to pick up our towels and put them in the laundry room. Agreed.

After our parents left, Kathy couldn't get to the shower fast enough. She had the water running and went into the laundry room to take her clothes off. When I saw her come back through the family room with no clothes on, I decided I needed to take a shower also. I took my clothes off in the laundry room and went into my parents bedroom. Kathy was already in the shower, so I just went in there with her.

"Kevin!"

"There's room for both of us here."

"I guess you're right. Well since you're here, put some soap on the wash cloth and wash my back."

I proceeded to soap her back down completely. And then on inspiration I started rubbing my body against her soapy back transferring soap to my front. It turned out to be a lot of fun and Kathy made the next move. She turned around and wanted to wash my back. After soaping down my back, she did the same thing to me. I turn back and held her close to me and we spent time rubbing our bodies together, getting soap all over ourselves. Then I reached down between her legs with a very soapy hand and started to clean her bottom.

"What are you doing?"

"Well I might want to lick that later and I wanted it to be nice and clean."

She got the message and decided that this wasn't a bad idea. Her soap filled hand was about all I could handle. I got very hard in a very short time. The warm water, being with Kathy in the shower, and her handling my cock with her soapy hands, were too much. But it wasn't too much for me only. Kathy stopped and with warm water spraying out of the shower head all over us she looked me in the eye and her face got really serious. She moved her face toward mine letting me know that she wanted to kiss. After our very wet, passionate kiss, she said, "Kevin, I want to do it tonight. Right now."

Of course I wanted to do it too, but I always thought that Pam and I would be the first ones. I looked at her like I wasn't sure I heard her correctly, "did you say you want to do it? I mean are you saying you want to have intercourse with me?"

"That's exactly what I mean. Mom and Dad won't be home for two hours or more. We have plenty of time."

We rinsed off, turned off the water, took time to dry each other off, and put everything away. I got the hair dryer out and was drying Kathy's hair while we went over how we would do this. We were aware of the pain factor. We were also very aware of the fact that there would be some blood, and we didn't want to leave any evidence.

With her hair dry, she went up to her bedroom while I made sure the house was locked up and everything was put away. With all that secure, I went upstairs to Kathy's bedroom to find her on top of her bed, her eyes closed, and her finger slowly working on her clit. That was such an exciting sight. When she heard me enter the room, her eyes opened and she motioned for me to lay next to her.

Once next to her, we started to kiss and hug. But our kisses elevated to an even higher pitch than before. "Please Kevin, I'm ready. Let's do it. I want to feel you inside me."

Through Pam's education from Lisa, and from the comic books, I had learned about foreplay, and I wasn't sure we were doing it right because we were cutting out the 'foreplay'. But Kathy wanted to go now. One of the disadvantages or advantages of being a male is that my system is almost always on 'go', so I wasn't about to argue with Kathy. I got my lower body between her legs, and my cock was in position to enter her vagina. I pushed my lower body towards it intended target. Only to hear Kathy cry in protest, "that's not the place." I was about two inches above my mark. I tried again and this time I was below the mark. Finally Kathy reached down with her hand and guided my missile towards it target. As the tip of my cock got the entrance of her vagina, there was an immediate resistance to it's entrance. "Go ahead Kevin, you can push harder now." I pushed and the tip popped in. Her preteen pussy responded to the intrusion of this preteen penis. And after it protested for a brief moment, it relaxed and Kathy indicated with her body and confirmed with her voice that she was ready for me to go deeper. I pushed a little farther until the tip of my cock hit what the two of us knew was there. The dreaded maiden head, the epitome of pain for the virginal vagina. I stopped and Kathy bit her lower lip in anticipation of excruciating pain of world class proportions. I held there until I got the indication from her to proceed. "Go ahead Kevin, I'm ready, I can do it." With one big push, I felt the dam break and my cock slipped full length into her. There was a short gasp from Kathy, which soon turned into a sigh of relief. "That's it? I was scared that there was going to be this horrible pain and that was it? I'm now a woman and that was all the pain I felt. It's wonderful."

I wasn't sure at first why she was so elated over pain, but soon realized she was thrilled because the pain was no where as intense as she was afraid it would be. I laid motionless, letting my cock get accustomed to its new surroundings. Kathy's entire pussy was throbbing, it's walls pulsing against my cock. It felt tight, but at this time, I had no frame of reference. Actually I was just thinking, "so this is what it feels like. It does feel really good."

I got to a point where I now had to move. I couldn't lay here in this one position all night. I adjusted my body weight and pulled back slightly. This elicited a moan from Kathy. "So that's what I do now," I intellectualized. With this renewed confidence that I was doing the correct thing, I moved my cock out a little more and then moved it back deeply inside Kathy's throbbing tunnel. Her response was a deep sound of satisfaction. So I repeated the process, and again, and again until I was getting into a rhythm of movement. We were now 'doing it'!! It was like heaven and I didn't want it to ever end. I was getting a little tired, I didn't want to stop. Then I felt that feeling I had felt so many times in the past when I had been masturbating. Only this was even more intense. I was concentrating on that feeling so much that all of a sudden, with one gigantic convulsion, my body shot out a massive blast of cum just as I had reached the depths of Kathy's pussy. A second blast and a third. I could feel Kathy starting to breath more rapidly, and the other signs of her orgasm were taking shape. We had had the advantage of weeks of mutual masturbation by now and I understood more about when she was getting ready to cum. I was so tired at this time that I was having trouble moving. I reached my finger down to her clit and while I was still deep inside her, I started to massage her clit. This, by now, had become 'second nature' to me. I had become very expert at just exactly how she needed to be stimulated. And as my cock was getting to a point where I couldn't stay in her any longer, she entered the final phase of her enjoyment. Her body shook with excitement and her vagina pulsed and gripped my now totally downsized cock, squeezing the last drop of semen from it. With a strong statement of 'yes' she suddenly went totally limp and relaxed. Her breathing was still fully labored. And her smile was worth a million dollars. When she opened her eyes, she grabbed me and kissed me like she didn't want our lips to ever be separated.

"Kevin, that was more wonderful than anything we have ever done. It didn't really hurt. It kind of pinched at first and then went right away. I want to do it again."

"I can't do it again, for a while. I can't get it hard right away." With that I pulled away to survey the damage. "There is some blood here." We had prearranged that because we knew there would be blood, we would use toilet paper to clean up. That was okay, but it made a big mess and we spent time to clean up the shredded toiled paper. By this time with Kathy up and working with me, my cum started to ooze out of her and down her legs. This was another new thing for her to contend with and something that no one ever gives you warning about.

We still had almost an hour left. And by now, I was recharged. This allowed us to have another try at this new world of adulthood. This time the two of us had a better idea what was going to happen, and what to expect. The second time was pure heaven again. But this was different. Kathy shot to an immediate climax while I was still trying to get into the early stages. Unlike me, she seemed to want me to push on through her orgasm. She wanted to continue on. Finally. I started to feel my body getting ready to deposit it's load deep inside her. As I was shooting a load into her, she came into yet another mini orgasm. And then we collapsed on the bed.

"Kathy we have to get cleaned up. Mom and Dad will be home in twenty minutes." I was referring to the cum on my cock, and around her pussy. We used the good old faithful toiled paper to clean up. Since we were running out of time, I helped Kathy get dressed for bed and into bed. "Good night sis." "Good night, Kevin".

The next morning I heard Kathy going into the bathroom. We both had been so tired that we didn't hear Mom and Dad come home. Kathy was sitting on the toilet and I heard her pee. And then she grabbed some toilet paper to wipe herself and I heard her say, "Phew, that smells bad."

We soon learned that old semen can really have a strong dead smell. She had carried a lot of it inside her all night and it had gotten strong. "I guess I better wash this off before Mom smells it." We had now learned a new problem in sex. "I guess I know why Mom has a douche bag," said Kathy, "I don't think I can ask her for one."

Kathy told me that she carried the smell of my semen with her all day. In some ways it was kind of neat and in other ways, she wasn't too thrilled. She said every time she went to the bathroom and wiped, a little more would come out, and it reminded her of how much fun she had had the night before. But the smell got stronger as the day went on and she was afraid someone else could smell it.

Things went slowly between us for a few days. Partially because opportunities didn't come our way. With all of this, our parents paid pretty close attention to what we did. Not that they didn't trust us. We were model kids in so many ways. But they had a desire for wanting to give us a lot of their time. This had it's pluses and minuses. All in all, it worked out for the best for us and kept us from getting bored with our sexual escapades.

Our first adventure in screwing came on Wednesday. That Saturday morning something strange happened. I got up, the bathroom door to Kathy's room was shut. This just never happened. I got dressed and went out of my room and by Kathy's room. She and Mom were sitting on the edge of her bed. Kathy was still in her pajamas. Mom had her arms around her and was crying. I heard Mom say, "my baby is no longer a little girl. I've lost my baby daughter."

As I passed Kathy's room I peaked in and said, "hi Mom, hi Kathy."

I was greeted with a very stern look from my mother and the words, "Kevin, your breakfast is downstairs. Kathy and I need to talk." Panic struck my heart. Did Mom somehow know what we were doing together. Did we mess up in covering our tracks. "Oh man I'm in for some big, big trouble it looks like."

My breakfast was there, but I didn't feel like eating. I was nervous. Was I going to get a beating? Would they send me to reform school? What was going to happen now that Mom knew.

My questions were soon to be answered as Mom and Kathy came down the stairs holding hands and laughing. "Kevin, dear, you haven't touched your breakfast."

I figured I might as well face the music, "I thought you were mad at me."

"I'm sorry, honey, I just needed to talk to your sister about some female things. I'm not mad at you."

Wow. With that, my appetite came roaring back. The dark cloud had dissipated, and I was ready to live my life again.

With breakfast finished, and the dishes done, I went back to my room to get my stuff for my baseball game. While I was in my room, Kathy came in. "Kevin, I'm so glad you didn't say anything dumb to Mom. I tried to catch your eye to let you know to keep quiet."

"What was that all about with you and Mom."

"My first period started last night and Mom was telling me all about it and sex. We need to teach her some things. She is going to get me my own douche and everything." Then Kathy lifted her dress up and said, "here feel my panties, I have a pad on now." I reached down and felt this huge wad of mass between her legs. "Wearing that has to be a real pain," I said.

"I don't care. I can't wait to talk to Pam and tell her."

"You mean you're going to blab to everyone about this thing?"

"It's not a 'thing'. It's one of the most exciting moments a girl can have. I am now a woman. I have had great sex, and now a period."

"Well, I have had great sex and now I have a baseball game."

I turned and started to walk out of the room, but I realized then just how important this was to Kathy so I stopped. I returned to her and hugged her. "I was wrong. I guess just because I don't have anything like this happen to me I didn't understand what it was all about. I am happy for you. I guess we have to be really careful from now on."

Kathy smiled and said, "Thank you Kevin. I really appreciate that." As I started to go again she said, "and Kevin. I love you."

This was a strange concept. Why shouldn't she love me. I was her brother. I started to same something flippant but stopped and turned my head back to her, "yes Kathy, I do love you."

I honestly didn't appreciate what this meant to Kathy. I had heard Mom complain about the inconvenience of her periods at times when she didn't know I was around. Plus the fact that what their function was had been totally misunderstood by me up until a few months ago. I knew that woman would have some bleeding from between their legs, that it was normal, and it was uncomfortable. Beyond this, it wasn't until we started to learn about sex that I connected what was happening. I still would not be able to understand why it was such an emotional event for Kathy (and later Pam). But it was important to Kathy and that made it important to me. Yet I couldn't share it with anyone. I wasn't about to get into a ball game and say to some of the guys, "my sister had a period today" or "well now Kathy's on the rag." So I just let it pass by.

As my game was about to end, Kathy called me from the stands. This was unusual because Mom or Dad weren't with her, and Pam was. "Let's go talk after the game Kevin." Girls, they always want to talk. "Okay, the games almost over."

When it was over, we all three got on our bicycles and rode over to the picnic area. "Kevin, I told Pam what we did after the shower the other night."

"Kevin, I can't believe you two did it without me around."

"We didn't plan it. It just happened."

Kathy picked up the conversation, "well, and Pam knows that I got my period today. And when we got talking we think my period came because of what we did Wednesday night."

I wasn't sure if they were going to blame me for something or praise me for something, so I just listened.

Pam picked up the conversation, " so I want you to do it to me now. My parents are going to my grandmothers this afternoon and they said I could be with Kathy. Lisa is with her boyfriend in the mountains and my brother is at the lake with his friends. We can use my house."

"What about your other sister?"

"She went with my parents. No one will be at my house. Kathy told me it really didn't hurt very much. I want to do it."

At first I felt like I was part of a stud service. It wasn't because Pam wanted me, or loved me, or anything poetic like that. It was because almost all the other girls in her class had had their periods, except for a couple of nerdy girls and Pam. And Pam couldn't wait any longer. If this was the fastest way to make it come, she couldn't think of a better way. She was ready even if I wasn't.

"Won't Mom get worried if I don't come home right away?"

"No I told her that Pam and I were going to meet you after your game and we all were going to swim in Pam's swimming pool. See, I brought you suit and here are the towels. We'll just dip them into Pam's pool to get them wet. Mom will never ask about it."

"Okay. I guess we can do it. But are you going to watch us Kathy. And is that okay with Pam."

"I think it will be fun to have Kathy watch."

We hopped on our bikes and rode over to Pam's house. Her house was all one story. The master bedroom was on one side with four other bedrooms on the other side of the house. Pam had the one the furthest from the front door, but from her window, you could see if anyone was coming and they couldn't see you. It was pretty nice. Kathy had schooled Pam on the different things to look out for; cum running down her legs, she would have to help guide my cock into her pussy, etc.

This was going to be our next step in growth, and there would be a strange twist to this.

Last modified (12/24/96 15:38:59) by Eli-the-Bearded.

Go back to the main erotica page.