I will never forget that summer. It was perfect, the culmination of so many things in my life, so many things that I had been wishing for and wanting for years.
Ever since I can remember I have been interested in sex and I loved to see naked bodies. I was always frustrated by the fact that it was considered wrong to touch other people when they were naked. Whenever I got to see someone in a state of undress, while swimming or changing clothes, I would treasure the memory and think of it again and again. I loved the dizzy feeling that it gave me.
When I was old enough to have a better understanding of what sex was I was so happy to realize that I was going to be pretty. Adults always said things like "What a lovely little girl," "What beautiful hair and eyes she has," "She'll be a knockout when she's older." And I would think about how I was going to be beautiful and have a beautiful body that other people would love to look at and touch.
The first time that I got to look at and touch someone else's body the way that I wanted to and have them touch mine was with my older brother, Jake. Mom had decided that we were old enough to stay by ourselves during the day and so she got a job, leaving us home alone. We started "swimming" in the bathtub, only we didn't wear swimsuits. Day after day we would stay in the bathtub, sometimes for more than two hours at a time, and I would devour Jake's nude body with my eyes and revel in the fact that he was doing the same thing to me.
Then one day we washed each other. I thought I was in heaven when I soaped up Jake's cock and the rest of his body but it was nothing like what it felt like when he soaped up my little pussy. He spent a lot of time on it. I would have let him wash it forever. His touch sent shivers of pleasure all over my body. It felt so so good.
That night I reevaluated my obsession for touching naked bodies and decided that I needed to add having my own touched also. In fact it probably needed to go at the top of the list. The next day I couldn't wait to jump into the bath with Jake but he turned me down, said he didn't want to do it anymore. I asked him again and again and he always refused. I was so confused and hurt. I couldn't figure it out at all. Had I done something wrong?
I noticed that Jake was behaving a little strangely in general and I decided to discover what was going on. I started spying on him, telling him that I was going to a friend's house and instead watching him through the windows of our house. I saw him playing with his cock. First it would be soft and then hard. He would rub it and pull on it with his hand and then suddenly white stuff would shoot out of it. I remembered that his cock would always get hard when we took a bath together. Had he stopped taking a bath with me because he didn't want me to see him rubbing his cock? I could never be sure.
I kept spying on Jake, watching him play with his cock. I loved it, it was so naughty. And I figured that if Jake was playing with his cock then I could do the same with my pussy. I lay in bed one hot summer night and gave myself my first orgasms. I was totally hooked on the sensation and had my hands down my panties whenever I had any privacy after that long hot night. What I really wanted to do was rub my pussy when I was watching Jake but it was too risky to do that in broad daylight in the backyard.
Instead I started hiding under Jake's bed at night. I would put on a nightgown, remove my panties and slip under his bed before he went to his room at night. I would pull my nightgown up under my armpits and tickle my nipples until Jake came to bed. By the time he got into bed and started jacking off my pussy would be ready to explode. I would listen to him playing with his cock and I would attack my pussy as quietly as possible, pushing hard on my little clit and having huge orgasms.
Just as I had sensed a change in Jake after he started rubbing his cock I knew that he had sense a change in me. He must of guessed that I was playing with my pussy because one day I saw him rummaging through my dirty clothes hamper. He found a pair of panties. It was the pair that I had worn the day before and I knew that I had gotten my pussy juice all over them while riding a toy at the local park, riding it hard. Jake smelled the crotch of my panties and then wrapped them around his hard cock and jacked off, shooting the white stuff into my panties. I couldn't believe it! As soon as I "got back home" I ran to my room, pulled out those panties and rubbed them all over my pussy, cumming into them all over again. After that I always made sure that there were cum-soaked panties in my hamper for Jake.