She Was Only Eighteen

Evie woke and was excited she was now 18. She looked at herself in the mirror, inevitably comparing herself to the girls she saw showing themselves on social media. Not for the first time, she examined her firm rounded breasts, her pert buttocks and narrow hips. Pleasingly, she felt she was fortunate that her back, naturally had a pronounced arch, emphasising the curves of her slim figure. Her tight backside complemented her firm young breasts, pushing out in a provocative display of femininity. Her thin waist and slender arms and legs made her seem slightly top-heavy, but she felt it was a pleasing impression. She'd had comments that she could pass as her mother's younger sister and she always thought of her mother is a beautiful woman, which she still was at only 34. Evie was slightly taller than her mother, at around 5 ft 2, and thinner, being only 47 kg, while her mother was 54kg. There was no one else in her family to compare herself with, as she had no aunties or sisters.

She looked more closely at her face in the mirror. There were still a few freckles on her high cheekbones, that annoyed her despite comments that others found them cute. Her hair was light brown with a few naturally blonde streaks, and fell past her shoulders, ending just above her soft pink nipples. Her pink lips were a little more prominent than she liked; almost like she wore a light shade of lip-gloss. Her upturned nose had always annoyed her, completing the girlish cute persona, she wanted to shake off. Yet, her wide-spaced, large, darkish blue eyes with long eyelashes, were the envy of almost all the girls. She plucked an errant hair from her left eyebrow and turned her attention downwards.

She gripped her breasts, squeezing them, which always gave her a little erotic buzz, as she imagined a boy might like to grasp them one day. After today, she realised, the choice would be finally be hers alone, at 18. She could have had sex from 16, of course, but the boys at school were so -- childish! Evie had a light blonde bush, and there was a gap between her legs, even when she stood with her legs closed, like today. She took a couple of quick photos with her phone. One of her nude, facing the camera, another from the side and another of her pussy. She checked them in intricate detail, searching for the flaws she always focused on.

"Yep," she judged harshly,"I have an innie, you can't even see my clit or anything and look at my breasts and bum, they both stick out too far. I'm all tits and arse, with my little waist. How weird and embarrassing and my little pink nipples poke up. I look strange, no one would like me."

The door to her bungalow suddenly opened and she turned to see her mother and Neil, the live-in boyfriend, ogling at her through the door.

"Happy -- Bir... Oh, sorry, baby," Niki said. Her mother not realising that Evie was out of bed. "We are just going to the shops... and we just wanted to say happy birthday."

"OMG! Mum, close the door! Privacy please!" Evie shouted, as the door slowly closed, trying to find something to cover herself with. "Is that Neil... did he SEE me? How embarrassing!"

Neil chuckled slightly, he had watched Evie develop spectacularly over the past 12 months, catching a tantalising glimpse of her nubile young body.

"Nah!" he said, laughing. "Didn't see anything -- except the hot girl in there with you."

"Liar!" Evie shouted through the gap in the door. "Pervert!"

"Let's not start that, you two!" Niki interrupted, before adding, with a smile. "Happy birthday, darling. Anyway, you don't have anything you need to hide. You know you're gorgeous."

"That's for sure!" said Neil, emphatically, to a punch on his arm from his partner.

"Do you want anything at the shops for tonight?" Niki asked. "Uncle Ben is coming over to celebrate with us - with Jason! Do you want to invite Rosey?"

"Umm, mum... can I have some of those Vodka Cruisers you like so much? I'm eighteen today. I'll see Rosey another day. Jason would probably try to sleaze onto her!"

"OK, darling, I'll pick up a few things." her mum said. "See you soon."

In the Toyota Camry, Niki and Neil made a quick budget calculation, being quite low on cash. Neil called his brother to bring the alcohol, so they could get a nice cake.

"So, did you see her?" Niki asked, looking across at her partner.

"I saw nothing...," Neil replied, laughing. "Much!"

"Oh, god, you are a pervert." She laughed.

"Only from the side," he added. "She looks like how you look... or would have looked!" He reached over and squeezed her right breast as she pushed his hand away.

"Firm tits, cute little bum," he announced.

"Yep, you are a pervert!" she concluded, smiling at him.

"You know it!" he said, smiling. "It won't be long you know."

"What won't be long?" Niki asked, looking at him curiously.

"I dunno! Boyfriend, older guy... everyone is going to hit on her now she's eighteen. If they aren't already!"

"Neil," Niki scolded. "She is just a schoolgirl."

"Sure, sure... maybe she follows after her mum - when did you first, you know... fuck?"

Niki went silent, they both knew she was fifteen; although she had lied to him about exactly when, and who, and how many in total, and quite a lot of things. She had to leave school at 16 to have Evie, then work her way back into training as an assistant nurse. Neil irritated her at times like this, Niki often thought that she should have dated one of the doctors that had approached her at her country hospital in Bairnsdale. She'd just found them to be so full of themselves, and none of the doctors were from the country town like her.

Neil's brother, Ben, on the other hand, personified the type of man that made the town of Bairnsdale proud. He had played AFL football at centre-half back and when he had taken the small club to the premiership, almost single-handedly at 21, he was drafted as a rookie by Collingwood. He'd played at full-forward for a few weeks and Bairnsdale couldn't stop talking about him at the time. She had to admit that he was the 'hot' one and fun to have around, as his unbridled humour always lifted the mood. Even though Ben hadn't really made it IN the big-time, he had made it TO the big time, so was a local celebrity. No one really knew why he had just quit in Melbourne and returned after a knee injury; although, he was quickly offered the local coaching role. He was also more mature and at 33 was closer to her age than Neil's at 27.

Evie's day passed quickly. She had been on social media for hours, sometimes fielding suggestive comments from the boys in her senior school class. She had showered and dressed in her nicest blue-flowered sundress, put her hair up, done minimalist make-up and spent more than two hours on facetime to Rosie. Rosie thought Evie should now date more seriously and get herself a boyfriend.

Rosie never seemed to have trouble acquiring boyfriends, even from an early age. Evie thought she could wait for someone more permanent and not be like her mother, who seemed to have several boyfriends every year. She didn't want to date one of the losers from school, someone who was still a stupid man-child. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door to her bungalow, it was Niki her mother. She looked at the old digital clock on her wall as it clicked over to 5:30pm.

"Come out darling... Uncle Ben has just driven up the driveway," Nike requested, happily. "Come and say hello."

"Okay," Evie replied. "I'm ready."

They had parked their Toyota Hi-Lux Twin Cab on the front nature strip. Jason, who might have been her cousin, had her mother married Neil, carried a slab of beer and grabbed another from the back of the ute. His uncle Ben had a bag of that seemed to hold presents and two bottles of champagne in his other large hand.

"G'day dickhead," Ben said, good humouredly, hugging his brother, before turning to Niki. "Fuck me! Look at you, babe! You look more gorgeous every time I see you!"

"You know what they say about flattery, Ben!" Niki laughed. "It doesn't get you anywhere."

"Not found that in my world, babe." He replied.

Ben took a few steps towards Niki and grabbed her shoulders, looking her up and down. He focused on her breasts, with nipples that had suddenly decided to stand to attention, now clearly visible through the thin white crop top. Her firm rounded figure was further displayed in a pair of tight light cotton shorts. He pulled her in closely, kissing her on the lips, inappropriately; yet she responded enthusiastically, opening her mouth. Evie gasped at her mother's flirtatiousness. Neil looked away. Ben spun her around quickly and smacked her arse. Niki yelped excitedly, turning her head around and smiling at Ben. She even gave a cheeky wiggle, while she looked back over her shoulder at him.

"Jesus!" Ben exclaimed, smiling at his brother and passing him the bag. "Sorry bro, I couldn't resist. Your missus has such a gorgeous arse."

"Hi," Jason said to anyone listening. "Ben's a bit pissed! That's why I drove."

"Well, finally 18, aye?" Ben took two steps towards Evie, and she felt her heart start throbbing rapidly and her voice caught in her throat. He put one arm around her small waist and lifted her clear off the ground, spinning her around effortlessly in one arm. When he put her down, she realised his other hand had grabbed her backside.

"Light as a feather! Now, give me a kiss!" He ordered, still with his right arm around her waist, while his other now pulled her neck in towards his face. Everyone watching was speechless.

Evie noticed that his dark hair was a little unkempt, and his beard rougher than normal. She moved her head to the side, to try to kiss his cheek but Ben had anticipated, holding her small head in his large hand firmly and twisting her face towards his. From only a few centimetres, he stared into her green-blue eyes for a moment, and she could smell the beer on his breath. She didn't offer objection and felt her face flush. She had stopped breathing! He was a huge and handsome man, and she realised with some secret joy, the power he seemed to have over her. It was an indescribable feeling, and her lips parted, while he planted a deep kiss on her soft lips. She felt his tongue start to probe into her mouth, touching hers, but she didn't open wide; and he relented, pulling back. She noticed his hand had dropped again to her bum, holding the middle of both her cheeks together in one hand, pulling her towards him. She felt his huge middle digit probe between her cheeks as he lifted her again, seemingly seeking something. He kissed her deeply once more, more passionately and she felt herself respond and opened her mouth wider. She thought she felt something between his legs, something that Rosie had often told her about and suddenly noticed a familiar warmth build between her own thighs.

"What's happening?" she thought, vaguely; powerless to stop Ben's overwhelming presence. The man who was not really her uncle. The local football coach who was a celebrity. Suddenly, she felt her feet touch the ground again and Evie was flushed and gasping for air. Ben still held her thin waist and was staring into her eyes. She looked up and felt herself drawn into the dark caverns of his own widened pupils.

Ben laughed loudly and smiled warmly.

"Sweet 18 and now you've been kissed," he said, his dark eyes continuing to probe into her blue ones. "You know what comes next, after that, at your age now? If you haven't already done it, little babe? The boys are all gonna want you, you know?"

"They're all idiots, Uncle Ben," Evie replied, firmly. "I don't want a boyfriend."

"That doesn't mean you can't have fun, does it?" he asked, laughing, suddenly letting her go. "Let's get this party started! Now call me Ben for fuck's sake, Evie! None of this uncle bullshit!"

Ben led the way inside. Evie noticed her mother looking across at her, and then at Ben, a huge smile beaming on her face. Neil followed behind, with Jason and the slabs of beer, carrying the bags that Ben had somehow handed him during the greeting. They looked at each other and shrugged. Neil shrugged at Jason, knowing Ben's brother was an irresistible force.

As often happened when he visited, Ben dominated the proceedings. The life of the party! He made the conversation. He told the jokes. He poured the champagne for everybody, including Evie. Very soon, she felt herself getting lightheaded, tipsy even. Niki was laughing loudly at all of Ben's jokes, as if he were some fabulous comedian, or someone she wanted to impress. Evie was embarrassed at the way her mother fawned over him, stroking his hair when she served him food, smiling and winking at him. It was so blatantly flirtatious; it was like she was coming on to him. Neil just smiled stupidly and laughed when he was meant to laugh; while Jason just took it all in, sipping the champagne before moving on to beer. He felt lucky to have been invited, as he watched his uncle rule the party, like the boss that he was.

"Are you giving this gorgeous woman what she needs, bro?" Ben asked his brother tactlessly, grabbing onto Niki, as she handed him a beer.

"Whaa?" Neil could not utter a response. Niki laughed at him.

"Can't ask for too much in life, Ben." She replied, cheekily, looking across at her bemused lover. "Can we Neil?"

After the meal came the cake, the singing, the laughter. Evie noticed that Ben's right hand had moved to the back of her chair, and he'd begun to stroke the soft skin at the back of her neck and run his hand over her shoulders and the top of her back, fiddling with the ties at the top of her dress. Every time he touched her, she felt tingles shoot up her spine. At times, when Ben leaned forward to emphasise some point in one of his many stories, that invariably focused on goings-on at the farm property, or back in Melbourne when he was supposedly a famous AFL star, his right hand would gripper her upper thigh and squeeze it firmly. She even tried to move it away once with her own hand, but of course he was much too strong and just turned and smiled back at her; running his hand up higher, squeezing ever more closer to her pussy, making her feel squishy and churned up. She suddenly realised that her hand was on his hand, and she was holding it meekly, since no amount of force could move it anyway and she moved it away suddenly. Ben just turned and smiled knowingly at her, with his sparkling teeth and charismatic face.

Evie leaned up off her chair, blowing out the candles on the cake, while trying to ignore Ben's large hand rub her cute, pert butt over her dress. She gasped breathlessly, so that she just made it to blowing out the last candle and stood up, pulling in suddenly and away from him against the table. His hand ran up under her dress and continued to squeeze and kneed her soft buttocks, like he was making bread. His fingers carelessly just probed up and down the crack of her cheeks and between her legs. She looked to see if anyone was watching and saw only Jason looking across, while they sang the song for her. Their eyes met for a moment, both with the knowledge that Ben was feeling her up. Why didn't she say anything? Why didn't she pull away? Why was she feeling aroused, when she should have felt violated? The truth was that she didn't! She felt sexy and attractive, like a woman for the first time in her young life. The most popular man in the town obviously liked her physically. She knew her body was as beautiful and as attractive as her mother's. She also knew her mother revelled in using it to attract men. Evie simply sat back down as the song ended, to avoid the assault, the opportunity to escape eluding her.

Suddenly, Ben stood up and faced her and she realised that he was only really wearing thin exercise shorts and a loose singlet. He often dressed like this of course and being in September, none of that was unusual. What was unusual was that as he stood, she couldn't help but notice the outline of his semi-erect cock, which was pushing obscenely out near her face. Had he been turned on by feeling her bum? She saw, her mother stare at it, and she could not help but to feel a strong sense of arousal, or attraction and embarrassment.

Ben took her hands and pulled Evie to her feet and stared down into her eyes, from his towering 6ft 4. She felt herself mesmerised by him; the champagne had made her light-headed. There was no speech, but he half sang, half chanted a dirty little ditty, smiling at her:

"Happy birthday, never been kissed!

Happy birthday! You sexy dish!

We're wishing you the best of luck.

Hope you soon enjoy your very first.... FUCK!"

Niki, Jason and even Neil, all burst out laughing. Evie's mouth opened in shock at the filthy innuendo. Ben gave a chuckle and simply pulled her towards him, lent down, kissing her in the most passionate way she had ever experienced. She felt herself fall into a type of dreamland as the kiss lasted for what seemed to be minutes, although it may only have been 30 seconds or so. He finally let her go and she pulled back and sat down again.

"Oh my god," Evie said breathlessly, she gulped down the rest of her champagne.

"Wow!" Niki said.

"Faark, Uncle Ben," Jason pointed his finger at his uncle's shorts.

Evie saw the others staring at Ben and she turned her head to see that his cock was sticking rigidly, straight out. It seemed impossibly huge, straining against the thin fabric. Then, it pulsed -- not once but twice -- three times!

"Oh!" Niki exclaimed. "Ooh! That's so hot."

"Oops, sorry!" Ben apologised, grabbing his cock in one hand. "Can't help reacting to a gorgeous lady, I guess!"

He laughed and sat back down, with no sense of embarrassment. Evie watched as he tried to adjust his large cock so that it didn't fall out the leg of his shorts. The effect was that then it stuck straight up, right next to her.

"Hey, get me a beer gorgeous. Will ya?" Ben asked Niki. "I got a problem here, ya know?"

"Sure babe, anything for my sexy brother-in-law." She replied.

"Jesus, babe, cut it out!" Neil said, in a weak attempt at admonishment.

"Don't worry about it bro. You know there's a runt in every litter, don'tcha?" Ben said pointedly to his smaller brother. "Sexy ladies can't resist being attracted to a sexy man, ay?"

He blatantly squeezed Niki's bum, and she simply smiled at him as she placed a beer in front of him, staring down at the bulge pushing up through his shorts. She was clearly entranced by him.

"Why don't you get that bag of presents and bring them into the lounge room and we'll meet you in there." Ben announced. "I need a piss! Maybe that'll help me get rid of this hard-on."

Several minutes later, Ben sat in the only recliner seat in the loungeroom, like a king on a throne. Niki, Neil and Jason were on the couch. Evie stood in the middle of the room, uncertain of where to sit -- there were no spare seats. She thought of getting a kitchen chair.

"You just stand here gorgeous girl, in front of me." Ben said, interrupting her thinking. "I have to give you my first present! Now this one's for both of you two gorgeous ladies! But you can only have it if you both show it off for us now, ok?" He paused. "You have to agree!"

"What do you mean?" Evie said, looking confused.

"Sure, why not? Is it something nice to wear?" Niki replied, obviously starting to get tipsy.

"Great," Ben said to her, ignoring Evie. "So, I want you to take the birthday girl into your bedroom and both come out and show us the presents."

Her mother took a small package from his hand, grabbed Evie's hand and pulled her into the main bedroom, while the men drank their beers. In the bedroom, the present was a very small package. There were two tiny black G-string, tied bikinis. After feebly objecting, Evie felt powerless against the overwhelming enthusiasm of her mother to show off her own body to Ben.