I was eighteen before I worked up the courage to let a boy fuck me! I am a good looking girl, petite with long blonde hair and green eyes and a pair of firm 34C breasts but I avoided going out alone with boys even though many of them at school were clearly attracted to me. My girl friends would tell me how boys had fondled them, pressed their tits, stuck their hands into their panties and rubbed their pussies and how they had put their hands on boys’ “things” and rubbed them till they spurted thick white goo up into the air. These stories did not excite me. I always found boys rough and inconsiderate and was afraid their “things” would hurt me.
I grew up in a single family home the only child of a mother who loved me dearly. All her friends were female, either single or couples with children about my age. My father was never mentioned but I got the impression that he had some how wronged my mother and even beaten her often before they eventually separated. My earliest memories of all the parties my mother took me to had only women and their children present and most of the children were girls.
My best friend Susie lived with her mother and her “friend”. Susie told me that they shared a bedroom and she slept by herself in another bedroom. They were partners in a very successful boutique and seemed to be quite fond of each other. They never quarreled and were always smiling and sweet tempered. Susie and I were inseparable and our mothers were close friends too.
As the two of us grew out of childhood we began to realize that other kids did not live the way we did. There were more males in their lives and couples were always a man and woman. Many of the girls at school spoke about their dads and brothers and when we were invited to parties at their houses lots of males were present. Both Susie and I found ourselves very uncomfortable at these parties and stuck together for support and comfort.
Once at a sleep-over at Susie’s house we began to talk about boys and how we did not like them and Susie said that she had to tell me a secret. I promised not to tell anyone and she told me she had a brother, a year older than her, who lived with her father and who visited them secretly and alone as her mother loved the boy and could not tear herself away from him. She also confessed that she too was very fond of him and when ever he stayed the night he shared her bed. They had slept together from the time they were babies and thought nothing of it. In fact he slept in a flimsy nightdress she lent him!
The thought of Susie and her brother sleeping in the same bed excited me and the next time I was over at her place I asked her about it.
“Does he just lie quietly and talk to you or do you both fondle each other like we do?” I asked her curiously.
“Does he rub your pussy and make you feel good the way I can?” I demanded feeling a little jealous that she should let someone else, especially a boy, touch her the way we did each other. We were in bed together wearing only thin cotton nighties since it was summer and very hot. Susie rolled over onto me and I felt her hard little breasts press against mine and my nipples hardened, she kissed me tenderly and said, “My brother is very effeminate and sweet and gentle like a girl and he likes to kiss and tickle my pussy till I squirt my sweet juices onto his fingers!”
We were both excited now and quickly pulled our night dresses up, I spread my thighs so she could lie between them and fit her quivering pussy against my moist slit. Our clits were rigid and we both began to undulate our bottoms causing a passionate friction and tingling in our cunts. Her mouth was glued to mine and her tongue wriggled wildly over my teeth and lips and then deep into my throat.
I felt a familiar clenching in my stomach followed by sweet release and at the same time I heard Susie moan and felt a sprinkling of her cum on my bush. We had never orgasmed so hard and so fast before and we looked with surprise into each others eyes as our breathing slowed to normal. Then Susie began to giggle.
“I think the thought of my brother making love to me excites you as much as it does me!” she exclaimed.
I blushed and said, “I guess it does, but, tell me, do you let him fuck you too? I do not think it could be nice – I mean a finger or two is fine, but a hard thick cock would be agony.”
“Well,” she said, “after he sucks me off, I put my hands on his stiffy and rub up and down till he shoots his gooey stuff all over his belly. It is sexy to see, and once it sprayed onto my tits and it felt all warm and tingly and made my pussy moist all over again. But no, we have never done more than that”
“Maybe next time he comes I will invite you over and then we can have him fondle you too. I bet you will enjoy it as much as I do.”
“Okay,” I said doubtfully and we left it like that.
A few days later I got a phone call from Susie, she was breathless with excitement and as soon as I said hello she said, “He’s coming tomorrow! You must be here and stay the night, make any excuse you can think of.”
“How about if I told my mom that we needed to finish a school science project?” I asked.
“That’s cool.” Susie agreed, “See you tomorrow and remember to wear your sexiest lace panties,” she added giggling happily.
The next day I went back to Susie’s house with her after school. I was curious about her cousin and rather nervous too. Maybe I just did not like boys at all and Susie’s brother would be no exception and I would not be able to hide my dislike and this could hurt Susie’s feelings and that would be like, so very un-cool! Again, would Susie be jealous if I did like him and showed it? I decided to be as tactful as I could and take my cues from her.
We got to Susie’s house and waited impatiently for her brother to arrive. No one else was home and I was glad. I hid my nervousness as best I could but she was so excited about seeing her brother again that she did not notice that I was not as talkative and giggly as usual.
We had just finished drinking lemonade when we heard a car pull up and then he was there. I stared at him in amazement. I was looking at a mirror image of Susie except he was taller and had no breasts – the same face and gentle eyes, long eyelashes and smooth cheeks! A rather exciting, effeminate shy boy!
“Hi Sammy,” Susie greeted him kissing him full on the lips.
