Oh I remember it very well. Very well. What I'm about to tell you is absolutely true in every way. i was sweet eighteen, and ready for sex, but I hadn't had any yet. I'd been so noble. Apart from the masturbation, of course, which I did ALL THE TIME.
But the first person who showed me what my pussy could really do wasn't Jed, and it wasn't Henry Jones either.
It was my cousin Georgie. Our Mums were sisters. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair but not much on the tit front.
We were both subject to the same repressed no sex regime, and had both reached the age of eighteen without being touched by a boy. Or a girl, as it happens.
I knew she was interested in my titties. They were big and round, with beautiful pink areolas. Everyone at school was always trying to get a look at my tits. All the boys in town wanted to kiss Georgie. We were eighteen, but we were completely untouched so we didn't kiss them. We were shy about our tits.
It started with a game. I don't know whose idea it was. We were playing poker in my bedroom, and joking about strip poker, then we'd started to strip and were down to our bras and pants. It felt deliciously naughty.
We never said anything to each other about what we were about to do... and we have never discussed it since. We just sort of went with the flow...
We moved on a stage when I lost a hand and ran out of chocolate coins. And there was some sort of tension in the air. And she said, 'I could always punish you...'
I felt this scary feeling in my stomach. And somewhere else. 'What would you do?'
'I'd tie you to the bed...,' she said.
I said, 'you wouldn't!' But my nipples perked up. I could feel them poking through my cotton bra. And she noticed. And oh God, I saw she noticed and I liked it. My pussy felt kind of hot like it sometimes did. I'd never even masturbated then.
Moments later I was bound, hands and feet to the posts of my bed. 'I get ten seconds,' she said, for one chocolate coin.'
I gulped. 'Two coins please,' I said.